"I didn't think so much at that time." Lin Feng said with a smile.
"Why are you standing? Sit down." Li Er interrupted.
The mayor and the secretary also consciously moved their chairs around, with Zhao Hai sitting on the left and Li Er sitting in the middle.
"Xiao Feng, come and do it." Zhao Hai shouted.
Lin Feng walked over and Zhu Jianye nodded at Lin Feng.
Then he sat in the seat next to him.
"Li Er, let me tell you, do you remember the poem I told you last time?" Zhao Hai said.
"Remember." Li Er nodded.
"It's Xiaofeng's poem." Zhao Hai looked at Lin Feng admiringly.
"Good boy, you hid it so deeply?" Li Er said with a smile.
"Why don't you take this opportunity today to give Mr. Li a poem, Xiaofeng?" Meng Hai said.
Lin Feng naturally would not let Meng Hai down. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What does Mr. Li want?"
"Huh?" Zhao Hai's eyes lit up and he looked at Lin Feng as if he was looking at a treasure.
"Look at Xiao Feng." Li Er also showed a curious look. He also wanted to see Lin Feng.
Seeing this, Lin Feng pondered for a moment and asked, "Can I get some wine?"
"Hurry up and ask the people below to get it, instead of you going. Go quickly." Li Er said to Li Tianming, who nodded and ran away quickly.
Zhao Hai also asked his subordinates to prepare paper, pen, ink and inkstone.
After a while, Li Tianming took out the good wine stored in front and placed it in front of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng took a sip of wine and opened the window.
In an instant, the cold wind, carrying icy snowflakes, rushed into the warm room!
Lin Feng looked at the snow falling outside, and he was about to start acting smart.
The younger generations outside the door also curiously poked their heads out to look at Lin Feng's back as he faced the window alone.
The suit jacket fluttered in the wind and the hairstyle was slicked back.
Li Er's cloudy but sharp eyes opened fully for the first time, flashing with brilliance, fixed on the figure standing against the wind by the window.
Zhao Hai stared at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng held the wine glass in his left hand and the wine in his right hand, and he took a deep breath.
Then, he suddenly looked back, and his eyes were no longer as reserved and calm as usual, but full of wildness and unruliness.
"Ah, ah—" a long moan.
"Have you not seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns."
"Don't you see! My white hair in the mirror in my parents' hall, black in the morning, turned to white in the evening."
As soon as these two sentences came out, it was like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky, carrying with it the majestic momentum of the eternal flow and the passing of time, and it smashed into everyone's heart!
Li Er looked at the vast snow outside the window, then looked at the snowflakes on Lin Feng's temples, and thought of his own white hair in the mirror, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
An indescribable sadness and desolation suddenly gripped this old man who had seen a lot of ups and downs in life!
With just two sentences, everyone in the room was instantly stunned. Even Shen Yunche, Li Mu and Ji Chenzhou who were eavesdropping outside the door could feel the momentum behind it.
Zhu Jianye listened to the words "black hair in the morning, white hair in the evening"
Looking at the flying snow outside the window and the unrestrained young man in front of me, I thought of the years of hard work and careful planning.
I actually felt a sense of inexplicable chill and emptiness.
The shrewdness on Yun Penghui's face faded, and for the first time, he showed a bit of confusion.
Time... who can defeat it?
Lin Feng did not give everyone time to think and continued to recite the poem:
"When life is good, enjoy it to the fullest, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty!"
"I was born with talents that will be useful, even if I lose all my money, I will get it back!"
The mayor was shocked when he heard this. He walked forward step by step, but when had he ever been so "happy" and free and easy?
A complex light flashed in Zhu Jianye's eyes. This young man's talent and his courage to spend all his money.
It made even him, the municipal party secretary, feel a strong shock and a faint sense of... envy?
Zhao Hai was so excited that his face turned red. He couldn't help but tap his fingers on the table and cheered in a low voice: "Great! What a great 'natural talent'! It's time to make it clear!"
"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is fun, and drinking three hundred cups at the party!"
Yun Penghui was silent, but at this moment he couldn't help but be excited by the soaring passion.
Shen Zhen’s expression changed constantly.
"Master Cen, Mr. Danqiu, let's drink, don't stop!"
"I will sing a song for you, please listen to me!"
Lin Feng's gaze swept across Li Er, Zhu Jianye, and everyone else.
His expression was as if he was traveling through time through everyone and inviting his best friend from thousands of years ago.
His voice became louder and louder, with an unquestionable power:
"The cost of bells, drums, delicacies and jade is not worth much, I just wish I could be drunk forever and never wake up again!"
"Since ancient times, all saints and wise men have been lonely, only drinkers have left their names!"
"Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive at all!"
It hit Xiao Yunhe's heart hard! Isn't this what he has been pursuing all his life?
At this moment, every word sounded like a needle! When Lin Feng was helpless, he chose to stand by and watch, ignoring his father's advice.
Zhu Jianye and the mayor were also awed. What was the meaning of power and wealth in front of this "lonely sage" who was singing and drinking wildly?
A gleam of water appeared in Li Er's turbid eyes.
Loneliness...the loneliness that gets colder at the top, he understands it better than anyone else!
"In the past, the King of Chen held a banquet in Pingle, and he drank ten thousand cups of wine and enjoyed himself."
"Master, why do you say you don't have enough money? I must buy some wine for you!"
Lin Feng turned around abruptly and faced the violent snowstorm outside the window again. The inky figure seemed to be flying back home in the wind and snow.
Since you want to pretend to be cool, then do it more thoroughly!
His voice rose to the highest pitch, with a resolute and heroic spirit that shook the heavens and the earth, exploding in everyone's ears:
"A horse with five colors, a fur coat worth thousands of gold, call my son to go out and exchange it for fine wine"
"Let's share the eternal sorrow with you!!!"
The last three words: "eternal sorrow"!
Carrying with it a thousand years of resentment, immense loneliness, and the unbridled power to break through all shackles, it exploded in the room!
The lingering sound shook and roared violently between the beams and pillars, in the wind and snow, and in everyone's heart!
The poem is finished.
The room was dead silent.
Only the howling of the wind and snow outside the window became more violent, as if accompanying this eternal masterpiece.
Lin Feng stood in front of the wide-open window with his back to everyone. The wind and snow poured in madly, blowing his suit jacket, making it rustle.
His back was straight, with a strange calmness as if he had just poured out all his strength.
It seemed to have merged into the endless snow and wind, isolated from the world.
In the warm room, you can hear a pin drop.
Li Er stared blankly at the figure in the wind and snow, his lips moving slightly but no sound coming out.
A drop of turbid old tear finally broke free from the constraints of the eye socket.
It slid silently down his cheeks, which were full of wrinkles from time.
In those tears, there was surging blood stirred by poetry.
There is an infinite remembrance of the lost youth, and also a kind of shock and...liberation from the chaos that has been opened up and a glimpse of the vast starry universe!
There was only a look of confusion and blankness on Shen Zhen's face after being completely shocked.
He opened his mouth, but his throat felt dry and tight, and he couldn't utter a word.
Revealing the fatigue and emptiness within that he himself had not even noticed.
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