When Qin Wen finished making up the last two lines of the poem, Daoist Yuguanzi was very pleased.

Because it's clearly complimenting everyone present.

What is "the feather coat often has a smoky color, and does not provoke the peach and plum flowers in the world"?

The meaning is very clear, people's clothes are often dyed by the glow of the mountains, compared to the peach and plum in the world, it is more otherworldly.

This is the poetry of the Taoist!

That feeling of birth makes people yearn for it.

The Jade Guanzi Daoist said again and again: "Okay, good, it's wonderful!"

Then he picked up his pen and concentrated on the painting to inscribe the poem that the three of them had written together.

On the other side, Wang Ci was surprised and sighed.

The surprise is, of course, because Qin Wen is really still the "poetic philosophy", and these two poems far surpass the two of them in terms of artistic conception and philosophy.

If you sigh, you have a feeling in your heart that you are old.

"Five-eighty-0" faces such a young Qin Wen, and the level of poetry he has made surpasses his own, and his achievements in the past few decades are not comparable to the achievements of the other party in just one or two years, which is very devastating.

Wang Ci shook his head, drove away the messy emotions, and said: "As soon as these two poems are made up, they directly raise the artistic conception of the whole poem by two or three grades, which is really wonderful." "

"It should indeed be documented, and it may become a treasure in the future. "

He burst out laughing.

He really didn't think about the possibility that what he left behind would become a treasure like the famous paintings and names of the ancients, because he still knew his level.

Although everyone says that his poems are among the top in China, most people are flattering.

And even if so, so what?

If you want your paintings, poems, and manuscripts to become treasures, the first thing you need to do is to successfully pass on your reputation.

If the people of the future generations can't even remember his name, who will care about what he left behind.

And this, Wang Ci felt that he could not do it.

But at this time, his eyes looked at Qin Wen.

He believes that even after a thousand years, there will be people who will remember Qin Wen, just as everyone can still remember Shixian and Shisheng today.

And he may be able to touch Qin Wen's light this time.

Think about it, when Qin Wen really achieves the fame of the ages in the future, when everyone studies his poems, they will definitely mention the poems they made tonight.

Isn't it logical for your name to be passed down?

Although there is no such thing as "giving Wang Lun" in this world, the meaning is generally the same.

That is, holding the thigh of the poet who will inevitably become a big man, the idea tries to appear in his poems, so that he can be passed on to future generations as a pendant.

So after thinking of this, Wang Ci couldn't help laughing.

He didn't have any jealousy anymore, after all, the two were too different, and they were not of the same grade at all.

When I hadn't been in contact with Qin Wen before, I might have been a little jealous of this young poet, but after really getting along, I felt that this person was still very polite.

Why should you be jealous of such a talented person?

Even Wang Ci already has the meaning of love and the heart of Amway.

Well, everybody has an Amway heart, even if he's in his seventies and eighties.

As he spoke, the Jade Guanzi Daoist had already finished his inscription.

Looking at the whole painting repeatedly, Qin Wen said: "Daochang's painting is worthy of being first-rate, with a vibrant spirit and far-reaching artistic conception. "

When Daoist Jade Guanzi heard him say this, he couldn't help but laugh a little proudly.

No way, if an ordinary person who is not famous praises you, you will feel a little happy.

But if a big celebrity compliments you, you will remember it for the rest of your life.

Being able to be praised by Qin Wen, a master who has been recognized by countless people, the Jade Guanzi Daoist is obviously very happy.

He smiled and said, "This painting is the work of the three of us, so we shouldn't keep it private, it's better to keep it in ...... Foresight, so that tourists can enjoy it?"

He originally wanted to say that he would send it to the museum, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't say it.

Because this is not yet a "treasure" recognized by the public, if you send it there, you will always feel like you have a gold on your face.

After all, if you exclude that poem, his paintings are at most the level of "masters" that everyone says.

There must be some praise in this, although not much, but his paintings are definitely not true classics.

Wang Ci nodded, and Qin Wen had no opinion. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It was Gutachino, the old man who was quietly shooting not far away while serving as a backdrop, and finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked to take a picture of the painting.

The Jade Crown Dao Leader directly agreed.

Anyway, it has to be put in the front for tourists to watch, and now it is nothing to be filmed in the documentary0 .

So Gutakino happily photographed the painting, which was named "The Princes and Taoists on a Moonlit Night".

Is this a painting of the Xia Kingdom, and it is really two completely different styles from Western paintings...... []

It was hard for him to imagine that he could paint the scene of tonight so vividly with ink, brushes, and so on.

Although the physiognomy of the characters is not clear, the meaning can be deeply felt.

After Gutakino finished filming, the men talked for a while before they dispersed.

Come with the excitement and return with the fun......

After returning to the guest room where he lived, Wang Ci looked at the time, and it was only ten o'clock in the evening.

He thought about it, took out a pen and paper from his bag, sat down at the table, and wrote down the poems he had written at night.

When he had finished writing, he looked at it repeatedly, paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, and muttered:

"Don't mess with the peach and plum blossoms ...... the world"

"This one is not to be provoked, it is really expressive!"

Wang Ci returned to his chair, pondered for a moment, and then photographed the poem.

Then he rummaged through his phone and finally found his personal account.

"It's really, I haven't used it for years, and I almost forgot that I still have this thing......"

As a well-known professor in China, Wang Ci has always been indifferent to the outside world, because he believes that he must focus on learning.

So he always maintains a very "old" lifestyle, or 3.7 is a few years ago because it was really inconvenient to not have a mobile phone, and he didn't even want to use a mobile phone.

This is not surprising, everyone's life philosophy is different, for example, because the circle is relatively narrow, so there is no need to always contact outsiders, so the role of mobile phones is not great.

Of course, even a stubborn person like Wang Ci was eventually forced to use his mobile phone, and his youngest son even helped him verify a personal account, in the name of catching up with the trend of the times.

He had always thought this was useless before, but he didn't expect it to come in handy this time.

Wang Ci was a little unskilled in uploading the photos he had taken, and then wrote a few sentences:

"Tonight, the moon is bright, and the Taoist of Yuguanzi, Qin Wen and I enjoy the scenery, play the piano, paint, and write poems...... In the end, it was a masterpiece and named "The Princes and Taoists on a Moonlit Night". "

After writing it, Wang Ci sent the news out.

Amway Success!.

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