Wang Siyi and He Shumin could hear Wang Weimin's hearty laughter from far away in the study. The mother and daughter looked at each other in surprise. Wang Weimin was usually a serious person. As a university president, he was usually very serious. It might be okay at home, but it was rare to hear his laughter across the living room like now.

"What are these two people doing?" He Shumin wondered to herself.

Then He Shumin winked at Wang Siyi, intending for Wang Siyi to go and find out what was going on. "The food is almost ready, Siyi, go take a look and call them to eat."

As soon as Wang Siyi walked to the door of the study, he saw from a distance that Wang Weimin was holding two pieces of paper and laughing happily. There seemed to be a lot of words written on them. They should be poems, Wang Siyi guessed in his heart.

"Dad, what are you doing? Come over and have dinner." Wang Siyi shouted.

Wang Weimin simply waved his hand and said, "Wait a moment, wait a moment, let me take another look at these two works."

Wang Siyi glanced at Li Changle who was standing next to her, and the latter smiled helplessly. Li Changle had long known that Wang Weimin was a person who could not walk when he saw poetry, so he could only shrug helplessly at his girlfriend, indicating that he had no way to deal with it.

"Good, really good, it's really well written!" The more Wang Weimin looked at "Spring River Moon Night" and "Water Melody Song", the more he felt that these two works were impeccable.

Wang Siyi took a closer look, saw the name of the tune, and asked curiously: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou?"

Wang Siyi was not very interested in poetry and just glanced down casually. Because of this glance, Wang Siyi began to feel a little unsettled.

"I want to ride the wind and return home, but I am afraid that the jade buildings are too high up in the cold. Dancing with my shadow, it doesn't feel like being in the human world..."

After reading the first stanza, Wang Siyi imagined in his mind how cold and lonely the heavenly palace above the moon was. This poem can be said to have a strong impact on the mind.

Li Changle had written few poems, only a few. Wang Siyi only felt that those poems were well-written, nothing more. As for resonance or anything, that was not the case. However, the feeling that this "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" brought to her was a feeling of resonance.

Just by reading this poem, one can feel the emotions and images that the poem wants to express. Even if Wang Siyi is not so interested in poetry, this song is enough to make her heart surge.

"Did you write this?" Wang Siyi turned to Li Changle. Wang Weimin and Wang Siyi didn't even ask, because if her father could really write such poems, he would have published them all over the world long ago. Why keep them until now?

Then there is only one truth, this poem was written by Li Changle, but where did this guy get so many emotions? It's lonely at the top, and there are sorrows and joys, separations and reunions, and the waxing and waning of the moon.

Wang Siyi raised her beautiful eyebrows. She and Li Changle had been together more than apart in the past six months. It couldn't be that this poem was written about them, right? But if not, then who was this poem written for?

Li Changle's heart skipped a beat. Although "Song of Water Melody" was written about the bright moon, it was also a poem about lovesickness as a whole. One must have an object for longing.

Li Changle quickly said, "Ah? Yes, but I just wrote it down as I felt. I didn't refer to anyone in particular. Like I said before, my poetry is more metaphysical. Sometimes inspiration strikes and a few lines pop out of my head."

Li Changle, who had a strong desire to survive, quickly explained that pretending to be cool was really tiring. A good pretender had to use countless lies to cover it up. Fortunately, Li Changle was already familiar with the excuses for these things. The question just came to his mind suddenly.

This is the case when writing about lovesickness, and the same is true for Qingping Diao. Now the same reason is used for Shui Tiao Ge Tou and Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye. Isn't this very reasonable?

Wang Weimin stood aside and listened to Li Changle's talk. He couldn't help but clench his fists. He had dreamed of such an inspiration in his life. He had studied poetry for more than 20 years, but how could he never have such an inspiration once?

Wang Siyi thought about it and found that what Li Changle said seemed to make sense. He seemed to be that kind of person. He could always write down whatever he wanted to write quickly, whether it was writing songs, novels or poems, he seemed to be able to do it effortlessly, and the quality of what he wrote was very high. Although the excuse was lame, she believed it.

"This poem is so well written, it's very meaningful to read." It was very rare for Wang Siyi to praise a poem, which made Wang Weimin couldn't help but look sideways. He had worked hard for most of his life to make his daughter more interested in literature.

The result is that too much is as bad as too little. Wang Siyi has been learning this thing since she was a child, and she almost vomited it. When Wang Siyi grew up and began to have her own opinions, she showed strong resistance to poetry and finally ran to sing. This was also the main reason for the conflict between Wang Siyi and Wang Weimin.

He never thought that although his daughter was also engaged in literature and art, it had nothing to do with writing poetry. Now, she actually directly expressed her love for Li Changle's poem. Wang Weimin widened his eyes. This was something he had never done in half his life.

"In fact, this lyric can also be written into a song and then sung." Li Changle pondered for a moment and finally decided to say, such a classic work, and Wang Siyi's voice is very suitable for singing this song. It would be a pity that not many people in this world can hear it.

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