The much-anticipated poetry conference art performance gala finally opened, and was broadcast live on CCTV and major online platforms. The audience also enjoyed this annual feature of the poetry conference.
The ratings have remained high every year in previous years, and have been getting higher year by year. This year, the audience's expectations are still high.
Because this year's poetry conference produced four poems that are worthy of being passed down through the ages. It is simply unbelievable that poems of this level appeared in this era.
The poem "Red beans grow in the south, and they sprout in spring" has been used so many times that it is perfect to recite a few lines to your crush to express your feelings.
The phrase "the clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble beauty" is widely used by male compliments to women, which instantly improves their status and is simply a weapon for picking up girls.
Who exactly this Li Xiaoyao is has aroused discussion among netizens. Some say he is an old man, while others say he is a middle-aged Mediterranean, but it has to be admitted that this person is really talented.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, the poetry conference art performance evening kicked off amid great anticipation. The opening act was Wang Siyi, who sang a song of lovesickness. Since this was the promotional song for this year's poetry conference, it was natural and reasonable to use it to open the show.
Li Changle watched the live broadcast on the Internet platform and saw Wang Siyi dressed in palace clothes, swaying gracefully with lotus steps, like a fairy descending to earth. Looking at the densely packed words "goddess" on the screen, Li Changle smiled slightly and couldn't help but proudly shouted in his heart, "This is my wife!"
The prelude started with Cantonese opera, sounding like a tearful complaint. Then Wang Siyi slowly opened her mouth, her ethereal and emotional voice floating melodiously. This was a live broadcast, which was quite a test of the singer's singing skills. Obviously, Wang Siyi did it perfectly.
"Listen well, what should I do if I fall in love with Wang Wanjun?"
"The lingering sound is like heavenly music, which is temporarily clear to the ears!"
"This song is so well written, the arrangement is brilliant and creative, and the singer sings beautifully too."
"Such a beautiful voice, it would be a shame if she didn't sing a few more songs"
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When Li Changle saw the screen full of praise for Wang Siyi, he felt a sense of pride in his heart. This is his girlfriend, how could her singing not be good?
Wang Siyi definitely made the right decision to attend this poetry conference and art performance. Although Wang Siyi is now a first-line singer, many people have only heard her songs but have never heard of her name. With such high exposure at this evening party, she will definitely be able to make a splash in front of the public and gain popularity.
After Wang Siyi sang a song about lovesickness, she bowed gracefully and walked off the stage slowly and quietly. She was going to change her clothes as she had another song to sing later.
After Wang Siyi's opening performance, the live broadcast became even more popular. She threw a big bomb right at the beginning. It seems that this year's party will be very interesting.
This was also the first time that Li Changle paid attention to such a party. He found that the scale of this party was almost comparable to the New Year's Eve parties on Earth. Not only were there many big names, but there were even top artists.
Singing, dancing, short plays, all forms that can be used for performance are used, and each poem is adapted into one story or work after another, so that the audience can clearly understand the content or core idea that the poem wants to convey.
The evening party was interspersed with explanations of poetry knowledge and the announcement of major awards of this year's poetry conference, which subtly influenced the audience without being boring and aroused the audience's interest in poetry.
Li Changle couldn't help but nodded. It seemed that the cultural development of this world was still very impressive. At least it was much better than the exam-oriented education. Interest was the best teacher, and this was obviously very beneficial to the development of poetry.
After seven or eight programs, the evening party was almost coming to an end. The last award was the Best Popularity Award for poetry selected by the general public this year. Although everyone knew that the winner was Qingping Tiao, there was no suspense, but there were three poems and no one knew which one won this honor.
Finally, the host announced that Qingping Diao Qiyi had won this year's Popularity Award. After all, Yun Xiang Yishang and Hua Xiangrong had appeared so frequently recently, and everyone felt that this was justified.
After the awards were announced, Wang Siyi walked onto the stage amidst the eager gazes of the crowd. Her shoulders were as sharp as a knife, her waist was as thin as a slender vine, her eyebrows were like emerald feathers, and her skin was as white as snow. She wore a plain brocade palace gown, draped with a light aqua-blue veil. The veil fluttered in the breeze, and she exuded a subtle aura. Her long black hair was tied into a simple bun, and an elegant plum blossom hairpin adorned her hair. Her graceful figure stood at the center of the stage, like the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens descended to earth.
Everyone was so mesmerized that they forgot to type in the comments for a moment. After a brief blank screen, the screen was flooded with comments all over it, all of which were "goddess". Li Changle had no choice but to turn off the comments, otherwise he would not be able to see Wang Siyi.
"The clouds resemble clothes and the flowers resemble beauty; the spring breeze blows across the threshold, revealing the beauty..."
Wang Siyi's voice slowly sang. Although everyone had studied Qingping Diao many times, when they heard it again, especially in the form of a pop song, they couldn't help but feel shocked.
Lyrics like this are truly rare. There's probably no other choice for the best lyricist this year. This was everyone's sole thought. The exquisite lyrics and gentle, ethereal voice immediately captivated everyone.
The evening ended with Wang Siyi's voice lingering. This year's poetry conference ended perfectly, but the names of Li Xiaoyao and Wang Wanjun were remembered by everyone. One can write, the other can sing, and Wang Siyi's popularity is unstoppable.
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