Of course, there is definitely no name for the word "Ru Meng Ling" in this era. Moreover, let alone "Ru Meng Ling", it may be that there are fewer people who write lyrics in this era.

However, being a little bit can only mean that it has not yet developed to its peak, and it does not mean that it has not been completely unavailable. First of all, we have to talk about the source of lyrics. At the beginning, lyrics were actually poems filled in with banquet music. Therefore, they were originally called "muly lyrics" or "muzi lyrics".

Therefore, it is not as strict as poetry in terms of sentence structure, rhyme, and parallelism.

As for the "Ru Meng Ling" that Yaoyao has taken out now, at first glance, some people may not understand it, but it doesn't matter if they don't understand it. Just reading this passage is enough to make people have infinite imagination.

In this spring, the famous flowers were just right. Last night, the rain was strong and the wind was strong, and the mood was like a tide. I could not fall asleep. I could only drink to relieve my sorrows. After eating too much wine, I also slept heavily. When I woke up, it was already bright. But the scene of last night was still like apart from my chest, so I had to ask what was hanging in my mind. Therefore, she urgently asked the maid who was clearing Hengyu and opening the door to roll the curtain: What is the crabapple? The maid looked at it and smiled and replied: "It's not bad, the wind and rain all night, the crabapple has not changed at all!" The hostess sighed, "Silly girl, do you know that the crabapple flowers are red and the green ones are seen too many times!"

This poem is short and only a few lines, but it is written in a tortuous and tactful manner and has a very layered level. Because there were crabapples in Yaoyao's yard, Qingzhu and Qiling also suspected that this was made by Yaoyao. In fact, this was not made by Yaoyao, and even Yaoyao didn't even know the name of the flower.

Or maybe... she doesn't care about what it is called flowers. This is like eating vegetables. Some of them are enough, and there is no need to know what kind of vegetables it is.

After Qingzhu and Qiling finished singing, the lyrics were also hit on the large screen, and there was a lyrics name on it.

Good poems can always make people feel endless aftertaste, and this song "Ru Meng Ling" is like this. Although it is extracted from a song, it is easier for people to understand.

"This...sad spring has been around since ancient times, but I have never seen it written like this before."

After seeing it, Chen Yulin also said in surprise.

"A few words are just thirty-three, but it makes people see a lively girl who cherishes flowers. Especially this green, fat, red and thin, is the most exquisite!"

As for why you ask Lu Shengzhi, you think he is a girl, because Yaoyao is not very old now.

"Fang Bo, what do you think of this poem?"

Duke of Yiguo asked Fang Bo.

"I seemed to see two living people, one master and one servant. But... I can't sleep well and the remaining wine, which seems a bit over. But even if it is true, I can accept it as a female tycoon in the wine."

Fang Bo replied from the perspective of his fans.

It seems that no one will attribute this poem to Qingzhu or Qiling. To be honest, this is a bit strange.

Even Princess Taiping thought of, "This woman is really a strange woman!"

only……

Do they think this is over?

It was said that the next one was a poem, and there must be other poems, for example, it was Xiaoqing's turn to come on stage again. After all, if her song "Taohua Temple" was not put on and finished singing at this time, it would definitely make Xiaoqing feel extremely regretful.

Soon, after being called by Yaoyao, Xiaoqing jumped on the ground and sang the song.

Naturally, the song is definitely not very good. At most, it can only be considered a kind of normal, which makes people produce a kind of thing. Hi, this little girl is quite frank, cute and innocent. After singing "Taohua Temple", it almost gives people a feeling of this. Although listening to the lyrics, there seems to be words such as shook hands and resignation, so it makes people savor it carefully. But even so, it seems that nothing can be changed. Until... Next, a poem "Taohua Temple Song" appeared in front of everyone, and the audience was shocked again.

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, and Peach Blossom Fairy under Taohua Temple."

"The peach blossom immortal planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms and exchanged them for wine."

"I just sit in front of the flowers when I wake up, and I still come to sleep under the flowers when I get drunk."

"Half awake and half drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year."

...

I can only say that this time, they shouldn't have thought of it as her, yes, but they thought of her all at once. Although the Taohuawu, Taohua Temple and other things here have nothing to do with her, she has never even planted peach trees and exchanged for wine money, but in this world, who else can write such a poem besides her?

Even though Li Hongcheng has participated in many poetry meetings and lyrics every year, and countless ladies and talented women from all over the country have written many poems, but the two poems he saw today are rare in his life. Such a level of poetry... it feels like it is no longer something that ordinary people can write.

And just so happens that in this era, poetry and other things are quite prosperous. Since they have reached the most familiar field, there are too many discussions to discuss.

For this reason, Yaoyao also had to give them five minutes to discuss it, and then five minutes later...

OK! Stop copying, it’s time to the next song!

The next poem is not a five-character and seven-character poem, but it is a long Yuefu poem.

Be reasonable!

If you can still think of her, that would be too much!

A song about Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" instantly made everyone confused.

On the one hand, it is the fascination of playing the pipa.

This is so wonderful! The big string is like a rain, the small string is like a whisper. The noisy and mixed balls are played, and the big beads fall into the jade plate. The silver bottle breaks and the water slurry bursts, and the iron cavalry protrudes and shoots. The song ends and pulls, be careful to draw, and the four strings are like cracking silk. Even the little jade from Wanhualou can't play like this.

On the one hand, he also had deep doubts about Sima, Jiangzhou who was exiled to Xunyang City.

By the way, do they have such a person in Beichen?

You should know that in Beichen, Sima is usually at least a fifth-rank official or a sixth-rank official, while the prime minister is only a third-rank official, and the second-rank is basically a third-rank official, three dukes, three orphans, and kings, but they are all empty positions. So if it is really Sima, then you might at least have some impression of it. However, I have never heard of someone who was demoted to be Sima.

Lu Shengzhi asked Chen Yulin with confusion: "Do you know such a person?"
Chapter completed!