Principal Zhou felt the sounds around him disappear suddenly and understood that this was the method of the practitioner. However, Principal Zhou smiled. He was not ready to say too much, and Lin Xuan had to understand everything himself. Although the above was relieved, he still could not allow them to make arbitrary comments...

"When literature was literature. No matter what literature says, it only represents personal opinions. If literature adds other things, then this literature is not pure. What kind of exhibition can impure literature be? It is already very good to be able to show it to what it is now..." Principal Zhou said with a long sigh: "Think about what you heard and saw when you were a child... Maybe you will think of something, and these should always be what you see yourself..."

"Actually, what we are grateful for is the opportunity you created. This opportunity is to pull literature on its original track. As for how far it can go, it depends on the efforts of later generations..." Principal Zhou said with a sigh.

Speaking of this, Principal Zhou didn't say anything more. Although Principal Zhou had seen through the world, his habit over the years still made Principal Zhou not say everything. In addition, Principal Zhou still hopes that Lin Xuan can see through it himself, rather than get it completely from himself. No matter what the final conclusion he came to, it is always his own thing...

Seeing that Principal Zhou did not speak anymore, Lin Xuan quietly removed the soundproof barrier. This sentence took a short time, and Lin Xuan's mental power was strong enough, and others did not see their abnormality... Lin Xuan gradually fell into deep thought. Lin Xuan never thought about what Principal Zhou said. He knew that Principal Zhou did not say it thoroughly, probably because he had been too restricted by too much, and his free and easy time could not completely abandon his past habits.

The performance of the opening ceremony was shocking. It can be seen that the directors and actors were very attentive. The entire opening ceremony was themed on the ancient style. From ancient times, it continued to advance, little by little, one by one, as if passing through the time tunnel, Confucius, Mencius, Laozi and Zhuang, and a hundred schools of thought contending...

Just like the arrangement of books in the venue below, this opening ceremony takes you to review the historical civilization of China. Occasionally there are some wonderful music scores, poems and songs... This is the music score of ancient melodies found by experts from ancient books. The poems in ancient China were actually sung with music, but these tunes are basically lost. Now only words are left for us to appreciate.

However, the records of Xuanyuan Tribe are still very detailed. These musical scores are not as simple as modern, but they are still cracked by our powerful experts. There are many old gentlemen who are proficient in music. They are simply treasures when they get these musical scores... The things Lin Xuan brought back were still moved to many people. They are all pure people, purely moved by the way of hearing...

Before he knew it, Lin Xuan was also attracted by the performance on the scene. Looking at the actors who worked hard to perform, the opening ceremony could be said to be successful. It was only three or four months before he took out these things from the Xuanyuan tribe. These people did not have the time to add their own space... At this time, it reflected the strength of a country's will.

The familiar melody sounded, like clouds and water, light and ding dong, nourishing the heart...

"Summer cicadas and winter snow, but a glance at the cycle of reincarnation

Enlightenment and practice without asking for a lifetime of fate

A white paper scroll, with only a few strokes to draw the depth of the rivers and lakes

It's hard to paint your face without staining

...

If you can't sleep at night, who will your heart still be attached to you

Lights and bamboo curtains, swaying in the dream with the wind

The moon is like a practice, and you can see the vast ocean in the distance.

It does not speak, it does not speak of the clear destruction of the fate..."

Lin Xuan's eyes moved, and this was extended by Xu Song... Speaking of which, Xu Song was able to sing, Lin Xuan suggested that Lin Xuan liked Xu Song, a music poet. He usually did not participate in any activities in the entertainment industry, but just wrote songs... Lin Xuan felt that this was a pure singer, a real poet... Each of the lyrics he wrote was very profound and meaningful... Especially Lin Xuan's ancient style songs, which are Lin Xuan's favorite... At least Lin Xuan believes that the ancient style songs of China are unique, so Lin Xuan directly recommended Xu Song... Lin Xuan's opinion is still very important. After weighing the pros and cons, the organizer invited Xu Song. Xu Song's appearance brought Lin Xuan back to reality from his meditation...

"If the person you love forever is turned against you

Who cares about me if I missed happiness

If you laugh at me forever because I love you are obsessed with and confused

Don't regret being your believer..."

A faint lazy appearance, Xu Song sang "The Eternal" affectionately in a Hanfu. Lin Xuan once watched a push that I don't know who wrote, saying that Xu Song was out of date... Lin Xuan didn't care much at that time. Xu Song never cared about the attitude of an unexpected person. Facts were better than words. The concerts of countless people on the scene have proved that pure music will never be outdated...

Looking at Xu Song who is dust-removing and with a handsome smile on his face, Lin Xuan suddenly felt what real literature is. He had basically heard of Xu Song's songs, Lin Xuan basically would not chase stars, but Lin Xuan would basically study Xu Song's poems carefully... Xu Song's lyrics include criticism, revealing, love and landscape...

Perhaps it is the complexity of this world that makes many people like Xu Song's songs and Xu Song's lyrics... Pure music, pure literature, perhaps this should be the original track of literature. It should not be affected by fame and fortune or some upper-level factors, but should be what truly expresses one's heart...

Let me laugh at you forever? Or just smile forever... Lin Xuan also had a smile on his lips.

"I express my love for mountains and rivers, live up to my original intentions, I have loved ancient Chinese since I was a child. Speech and refining words will always bring different touches. A friend told me, Xu Song, you always focus on writing songs, creating, and albums, and don't integrate into the entertainment industry, and don't participate in any activities. You have no way out by simply making music. But, you see that countless people are singing this song with me, you have proved it for me. Just writing songs and making music is also very good... The next song, between mountains and rivers..." Xu Song smiled and bowed to all the audience...

Although the opening ceremony was grand, it was not like the previous opening ceremony, singers or dancers were just performing. A scene was added to let singers or dancers briefly describe their relationship with ancient Chinese, which immediately brought the audience closer to the performers and made the audience feel strongly empathized.

The sound of thunder accompanied by the tune of the Guzheng, and a calm breath hits the face...

"Last night, my classmates gathered, and I changed my cups and cups.

Today, tea is cold and wine is cold, and bold words are laughable

Half of my life is exhausted, who can see the perfect inscription

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Living in seclusion between mountains and rivers, swearing to be separated from fame

On the bluestone slab by the lake, an oil paper umbrella

Traveler stopped to fold flowers, wet with silk

The jade petals on the tree are so proud, but the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is entangled

Flowers and rain chase after them are just like the worldly fate and chaos

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Falling flowers, your swaying beauty

The fragrance of flowers evokes the past

I'm willing to turn duckweed into a lake

Only accompany you, the ripples of the years

The ancient sandalwood is small, and the scriptures are recited slowly

Brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes are burning, thick sleeves are as wide as a heart

Playing the piano in the forest is gentle, and the mountains understand my joys and sorrows

Tears fall like rain before I know the past is cut

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Falling flowers, your swaying beauty

The fragrance of flowers evokes the past

I'm willing to turn duckweed into a lake

Only accompany you, the ripples of the years

...

Falling flowers and rain, you are floating in the sky and earth

The evening breeze blows hard, the wrinkle is too ruthless

I'm willing to turn into quicksand and lie on the lake embankment

Just accompany you, waiting for the rotation of spring and summer

...

Falling flowers and rain, who is hidden deep in the mountains and rivers

The falling flowers, who is hidden deep in my heart..."
Chapter completed!