Wang Haitian sighed with emotion, and a flash of sympathy for this woman flashed in his heart.
Hearing this, the woman smiled.
"Thank you, old man. The younger generation has already figured out that this poem is nothing more than what it was originally written."
"If it's too sad, then I will try another song."
As she spoke, the woman picked up the pen and put it down again, and the two lines of poetry appeared on the paper again!
But this time, it's different!
These two poems have endless open-mindedness!
Let people see it and suddenly become enlightened!
'The bamboo boat capsized by the waves, but it was like a cloudless sky thousands of miles away.'
The moment these two lines of poetry were finished, several old gentlemen laughed.
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"Hahaha, this is how young people should be open-minded!"
"The capsized bamboo boat seems to be in a hopeless situation, but it has the meaning of vast seas and sky, which is really extraordinary!"
"As the saying goes, seeing mountains is mountains, clouds are clouds, luck is luck, desolation is desolation. My child, you are so open-minded and admirable!"
These two poems are simple. Although simple, you can still feel the difference in her mood!
The bamboo boat capsized under the endless waves. Although the boat was destroyed, it gained the endless ocean of thousands of miles!
Being in this sea is like having your own piece of sky!
Wang Yuan also laughed and was filled with admiration in his heart!
This ugly woman wrote two pairs of poems, and others followed suit.
The game continues naturally.
There are only two lines of this woman's poem that no one can change!
Whether it’s the tragic poem of the first one or the open-minded sentence of the second one!
No one can change it!
When they saw this poem, they praised it extremely!
Wang Yuan looked at the woman with a smile and couldn't help but ask: "Don't you know the girl's name?"
The woman was very happy, looked at Wang Yuan and said, "Little girl, Qianlong."
"Qianlong..."
Wang Yuan smiled and said, "I am a stranger, Qian Shangjun, with a delicate heart and a handsome heart. What a good name!"
Qianlong smiled and bowed deeply to Wang Yuanshen again.
"Young Master Wang is laughing at you."
Wang Yuan hurriedly waved his hand and asked, "Miss Qianlong, do you know where you are from?"
After saying this, Qianlong blinked. You know, if you ask her where she is from, most people can easily answer it.
But she...
"That... little girl is... from... Lingzhou."
Her answer was a little hesitant, which made Wang Yuan confused.
"Lingzhou? Really, you're not lying?"
Hearing this, a trace of haste flashed across Qianlong's pretty face before she responded.
"My little girl is wandering around freely, and she doesn't know where she belongs..."
After she finished speaking, Wang Yuan took a deep breath and spoke again: "I wonder...do you have a family now?"
After asking this question, Qianlong shook his head hurriedly.
"Now...it's not like I have a home."
"If you don't mind it, after the poetry meeting is over, come home with me. There are three ladies in my family who all like poetry. Knowing that you are so talented, they will definitely like you very much."
Qianlong blinked and nodded.
"Thank you so much, sir, then... I'd rather be respectful than obey my orders, little girl."
Wang Yuan smiled and said, "I believe you will like it there."
After saying this, Wang Yuan walked to the other people's table and looked at other people's poems.
But he didn't know that Qianlong looked at Wang Yuan with a strange look in his eyes!