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"Start the lottery"
"Ding"
"This lottery needs to consume all the popularity points. Does the host agree?"
"agree"
"The popularity is being consumed,"
"The popularity point is consumed,"
"Ding"
"Start the lottery"
"Drawing is in progress"
"Raffle is over"
"Congratulations to the host, I won a national wind god "Broken Bridge Remnant Snow""
The music score of the song immediately appeared in Zhang Yuan's mind.
Zhang Yuan quickly wrote it down.
In general, this is a very graceful and moving song.
The melody is beautiful and elegant, with a touch of sadness.
The lyrics are gorgeous and the writing is excellent. Obviously, the writer is very knowledgeable in classical culture and has a deep literary foundation.
Moreover, he has his own unique insights into the beauty of the remnant snow on the Broken Bridge.
The Remnant Snow on the Broken Bridge has always been one of the top ten beautiful views of the West Lake.
When it is snowing in winter, the bridge deck can be seen from afar, and it is looming on the lake.
It has hazy beauty and mysterious beauty.
It is like a freehand landscape painting, full of poetic and artistic flavor.
Regarding the West Lake, this is a world-famous beauty. Since ancient times, countless literati and writers have left their works in West Lake.
There are so many works about West Lake.
The gorgeous lakes and mountains are rendered even more moving after countless works.
"Hey, West Lake, I have grown up so big, I haven't been to it yet,"
Zhang Yuan sighed.
In the past, I was poor and it was not easy to make money, so I am not willing to travel.
But now it's different.
He has time and money.
Why don't you go to the West Lake?
Before he said he would leave, and went to the Western Regions and Northland to appreciate the magnificence outside the Great Wall.
Now, he is going to enjoy the beauty of West Lake.
Jiangnan and West Lake, although they are close to each other, are different.
Each has its own beauty.
The sunny spring of March and the warm breeze make it suitable for outings.
Zhang Yuan called Zhou Chen and invited him to travel together.
"Okay, it's rare for you to take the initiative to invite, of course I want to go, otherwise I won't give you face,"
Zhou Chen happily agreed.
On this day, Zhang Yuan and Xiang Zhen, Zhou Chen and his wife drove to the West Lake respectively.
The wind was sunny, sunny, and sunny along the way.
Xiang Zhen and Zhang Yuan talked and laughed, and they had a pleasant chat.
After arriving, everyone went to the hotel first, and then set out to West Lake after making arrangements.
"I said the big star, can you not be so low-key, so I lose face," Zhou Chen joked after arriving at the parking lot.
Zhang Yuan said: "I think driving this car is very good, fuel-efficient, and the speed is not bad. It has all the necessary functions. The key is to keep a low profile. If I drive a Rolls Royce, it will be too eye-catching."
Zhou Chen said angrily: "Oh, it's okay, if you talk too much, let's go, go in,"
Visitors are like weaving, coming and going, quite lively.
Everyone just took off their heavy winter clothes and enjoyed the warmth of spring.
There are shades of green trees, flowers and plants everywhere, and the fragrance of flowers in the wind makes people refreshing.
"Well, yes, the scenery is beautiful," Zhang Yuan admired.
Looking around, there are beautiful mountains and clear waters, which deserves to be called a paradise on earth.
Lingyin Temple, Feilai Peak, Leifeng Pagoda, various scenic spots, you can feel the profound cultural heritage of West Lake everywhere.
The history of West Lake is also very long.
At noon, the group went to the famous building outside for dinner.
Longjing shrimp, Xihucuyu, ordered a table of signature dishes.
The taste is delicious indeed.
"How do you compare to the chef here? Tell me," Zhou Chen joked as he ate.
Zhang Yuan said: "Each has its own merits, you have to compare one another, it's difficult,"
The culinary world is also ever-changing, with many genres, and it is hard to say who is the first.
In the afternoon, the group continued to tour.
This great beauty makes people forget all their troubles for the time being.
Pinghu Autumn Moon, Three Pools Reflecting the Moon, Broken Bridge Remnant Snow, etc.
There are so many beautiful views of the West Lake, and every place makes people linger.
Standing on the broken bridge, Zhang Yuan looked around, feeling the local customs here.
It's a pity, it's spring, and there is no real snow on the broken bridge.
Zhang Yuan can only look at some pictures of netizens on the Internet, and appreciate the beauty of Snow on the Broken Bridge.
In the scenic area, a group of people was visiting, and suddenly saw a bunch of people gathered in front of them, which looked very lively.
"Let's go over and see,"
Zhang Yuan and the others walked over and found out that it was a small stall.
Two old white-haired men are immersed in writing.
Looking at the appearance of the two old people, it is estimated that they are also the first to come out of the scholarly family, and they feel a sense of scroll.
Their calligraphy is very good, although they do not have the demeanor of everyone, they are still small.
"It can be seen that their calligraphy has at least 30 years of skill," Zhang Yuan guessed secretly.
The beauty of West Lake has been a lot of literati since ancient times, and it is normal for two old people to write here.
"Yes, good poetry, good words,"
One of the old people finished writing, and then began to comment on each other.
"If you want to keep your own pen and ink, you can write,"
The old man said.
It is estimated that the old man has nothing to do at his leisure, so he can make friends through literature.
"I don't know how to write poetry,"
"Who still writes poems now?"
"I haven't written the brush calligraphy at all,"
"Just look at it, not ashamed,"
"It's a pity, the era of literati and mogul has passed,"
...
The onlookers began to whisper, but no one wrote.
"Hey, why don't you go over and write," Zhou Chen said.
Zhang Yuan said, "Why should I write?"
Zhou Chen said: "Your literary talent is so good, it would be a shame not to write, go go go,"
Zhou Chen pushed Zhang Yuan over, and everyone was surprised when they saw it.
"Yo, this young man wants to write,"
"Oh, I guess it's scribbling. Nowadays, which young people can write poetry? Besides, many people nowadays can't even write hard calligraphy, let alone calligraphy."
"Anyway, let's just watch the excitement, so what do we do?"
...
People talked a lot, and Zhang Yuan couldn't wait to punch Zhou Chen immediately, this guy was making faces at himself proudly.
"Little friend, come and try?"
"Uh, all right,"
Zhang Yuan could only walk over, and just took up the pen, but then paused.
What should I write?
With West Lake as the theme, there are many landscapes to be written.
The brainstorming unfolded, and Zhang Yuan's talents were running quickly.
Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Zhang Yuan quickly got inspiration.
Xiang Zhen felt worried. If Zhang Yuan couldn't write it, wouldn't it be a joke.
Zhou Chen is not worried, he just wants to see how good Zhang Yuan's literary talent is.
The two old people didn't really expect much, they thought this guy might be joining in the fun.
Young people nowadays play mobile games all day long, and traditional culture has long been abandoned.
Suddenly, Zhang Yuan started writing in the complicated eyes of everyone.
"It's a good place to shine and clear water,"
"The mountains are empty and rainy."
"I want to make West Lake better than Xizi,"
"Light makeup is always suitable for heavy use."
All in one go!
Zhang Yuan put down his pen.