Xue Bai is being asked to compose poems.

"But I don't know how to compose poems. I don't understand the style. I can only piece together the words randomly and make up some long and short sentences without rhythm."

"Piecing it together randomly? Then you can piece it together randomly and let me hear it."

"Here."

Li Tengkong knew that he had poetic talent, but he felt more and more sad, so he whispered to Li Niang: "I don't feel very well, I apologize..."

She turned around and was about to exit the palace when she heard Xue Bai's voice composing poetry.

"The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and blows them down like stars like rain."

"BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance."

"The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night long."

Li Tengkong couldn't help but stop.

Suddenly, she remembered the meeting with Xue Bai tonight under the lantern tree on Qixiamen Street. The carved carriage drove by, the plum blossoms were fragrant, and the phoenix flute was playing. She looked at him.

What he wrote at this time was exactly the situation at that time?

Lifting up his sleeves and wiping his eyes, Li Tengkong still wanted to run away, but felt that his feet were as heavy as a thousand stones.

She didn't want to hear it anymore, but she wanted to hear it again.

I couldn't help but look back and saw that the young man with aloof posture was standing under the lantern, reading a long poem to the new tune.

"The moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance."

"The public searched for him hundreds of times."

"When I suddenly looked back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place."

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Chapter completed!