This Star is a bit Salty

Liu Changqing sighed so deeply that in the communication circle of poets of his level, everyone is also talking about this poem.

"When I see this poem, I really have a feeling that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Anyway, if I were to praise the West Lake, I would definitely not be able to write a poem of this level."

"I can't write it either. I wrote one before, I feel good, and everyone's evaluation is quite high. But it really can't compare with this poem."

"It's unbelievable that Li Han can actually write such a poem."

"It seems that we have to redefine his talent in poetry."

"Yes, but it should be better to wait a little longer. After he writes more good poems. Right now, after all, his poems are still too few."

"Alright. Having said that, this poem is really qualified to be called the first poem to praise West Lake, right?"

"In my opinion, it is indeed qualified. Of all the poems praising the West Lake throughout the ages, this one is indeed the best."

"I think so too."

"..."

After Liu Changqing looked at this statement, he smiled bitterly, and he thought so too.

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Yinjiang City.

Wang Chang, Huang Jian, Du Ruchun and others also saw "Early Sunshine and Later Rain in West Lake".

They were very emotional.

Li Han made another move at West Lake. This poem is just as amazing as "Little Pond".

Every shot is a poem of this level, it really makes people not know what to say.

When Wang Chang, Huang Jian, Du Ruchun and others talked about this poem, they were all filled with emotion.

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West Lake.

West Lake Scenic Area Office.

Assistant Wang Dong knocked on the office door of office director Xia Dongming.

Then a little excited, and some eagerly asked: "Director, did you see that poem?"

Xia Dongming said, "Which one?"

Xia Dongming asked,

Wang Dong knew that he must not have seen it. So he said, "Li Han wrote a poem not long ago at a poetry meeting over Yuehu Lake."

"Oh? Poems written by Li Han. Is Li Han at the West Lake today? What kind of poetry did he write? About the West Lake?" Xia Dongming asked.

Wang Dong nodded: "Yes, it is a poem praising the West Lake. Now this poem has been spread in the poetry world and on the Internet. Everyone's evaluation is very high, saying that it is the first praise of the West Lake throughout the ages. Poetry. Even the great poets say so."

"Really?" Xia Dongming froze in his heart, both surprised and surprised. At the same time, there is a very urgent hope that what Wang Dong said is true.

Because, if it is true as Wang Dong said, their West Lake Scenic Spot is likely to benefit from it.

From ancient times to the present, it is not a big gimmick to praise the first poem of the West Lake. Maybe some people will come to the West Lake to travel because of this poem.

Or the kind of person who wanted to come, but hesitated and never made it, maybe because of this poem, he came directly on the spur of the moment.

It is indeed possible.

Nowadays, the tourism industry is highly competitive, and various scenic spots have their own unique tricks to attract tourists. Although their West Lake scenic spot is a famous scenic spot in the country, the competition pressure is also very large.

Even if the number of tourists increased a little because of this, it would be very gratifying.

Therefore, Xia Dongming desperately hopes that what Wang Dong said is true.

Wang Dong naturally understood what Xia Dongming was thinking, and said excitedly: "Director, it's true. You should be able to see it online now."

Xia Dongming nodded, and was about to go online to take a look, but he stopped and said, "Xiao Wang, isn't that poetry meeting over yet? Is that poem by Li Han still on the scene?"

Wang Dong nodded.

Xia Dingming said, "Okay, let's go directly to the scene to see it."

"Okay, Director." Wang Dong said.

The two walked out of the office and went straight to the edge of Yuehu Lake.

There were still a lot of people at the poetry party. The two came to the exhibition area and saw Li Han's song "Like the First Sun and Later Rain".

Wang Dong had seen poetry before, but Xia Dongming saw it for the first time.

surprise! Huge surprise!

Xia Dongming has been able to affirm that this poem is indeed qualified to be called the first poem in praise of the West Lake.

Moreover, seeing Li Han comparing the West Lake to the West, Xia Dongming suddenly had an idea in his heart that he could better promote the West Lake.

It's just that the thought flashed away, and I felt that I should have caught it, but when I thought about it carefully, I found that I didn't seem to catch it.

This feeling is really worrying, but also makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Forget it, forget about that.

Xia Dongming said to Wang Dong: "Xiao Wang, I remember there is a saying on the Internet. It is said that Li Han's previous poem "Little Pond" was born in a place called Heyue in the northern suburbs. The description of "Little Pond" is exactly what A small lotus pond in Heyue in the northern suburbs. After obtaining the consent of Li Han, Heyue in the northern suburbs engraved the poem "Little Pond" on the stone wall of the small pond. Is there such a thing?"

Wang Dong nodded and said: "There is such a saying. I heard that there are people who are attracted to see the small lotus pond. What does the director mean, do you want to follow the practice of Heyue in the northern suburbs?"

Xia Dongming said: "That's right. Even an ordinary leisure club is attracted by its name. As one of the most famous scenic spots in the country, our West Lake should be more attracted by its name, right?"

Wang Dong's eyes lit up and said, "Director, it feels really feasible."

Xia Dongming nodded and said: "Then, we must first find a way to contact Li Han. There should be a way for this."

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After Li Han, Su Yuqing, and Qin Xiaoyue left the site of the poetry meeting, they went to Yang Gongti again, and followed Yang Gongti all the way to Leifeng Pagoda.

In front of Leifeng Pagoda, Li Han received a call from Xia Dongming.

After listening to Xia Dongming explaining his intention, Li Han naturally would not refuse, this should be his honor.

After hanging up the phone, he told Su Yuqing and Qin Xiaoyue about Xia Dongming's intentions.

The two women felt their eyes lit up, saying that Xia Dongming's mind was active, which was indeed a good way.

Moreover, it is indeed good for Li Han's "West Lake Early Sunshine and Later Rain". Anyone who comes to West Lake to play in the future will be able to read this poem by Li Han.

It's a win-win situation.

Li Han nodded, it was indeed a win-win situation.

Then, looking at the Leifeng Pagoda, which has a history of thousands of years and is full of traces of the vicissitudes of the years, I felt quite emotional.

There are many differences between the two worlds, such as the Leifeng Pagoda in front of you.

This Leifeng Pagoda has only five floors, with a masonry interior and a wooden corridor structure on the outside, full of traces of time.

Another example is the legend about the Leifeng Pagoda and the White Lady.

Su Yuqing looked at Li Han and said, "What's wrong? You seem to have some emotions about this Leifeng Pagoda."

Li Han smiled and said: "It is indeed a little emotional. This tower should be more famous than it is now."

Su Yuqing said: "Leifeng Pagoda is quite famous. '** Sunset' is one of the ten scenes of West Lake."

Li Han said: "It's not enough."

Is it not enough?

Both Su Yuqing and Qin Xiaoyue were a little puzzled and didn't quite understand what Li Han meant.

Li Han smiled and said, "It's nothing. Let's go, it's almost time to go back."

The two women nodded, Leifeng Pagoda was the last place for their trip to the West Lake today.

It's almost time, and it's time to go back.

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