League of Legends: Chasing Beauty Song

"All art is the embodiment of life, and art does not matter if it is separated from the foundation of human life. Songs, or poems, too, arise from life and express life. As a bard, first of all, he is a person in life, a person in society. Therefore, bards should actively participate in life, go into life, love life, love life, and enter various roles in order to create better. The bard is also a special individual, with his own personality, a unique outlook on life and the world, so poetry has different styles. In addition, the bard, as an artist, has a special insight, imagination, and should have a different mind and emotion, able to accommodate a wider world, even beyond time, beyond time and space. Rorschach ends with this paragraph.

When the words fell, there was warm applause from the audience, some people understood, some people just felt that this guy said a lot and should applaud, and some people just applauded simply because others applauded, and they didn't applaud as if they were uneducated.

Only Jerome is now hung on the stage, in a dilemma.

Jenny in the audience couldn't understand what Rorschach said, but she knew that this so-called cousin who was very jealous of Cassiopeia could win the applause of so many people at once.450 don't think about it, this guy will become a rising star in high society tomorrow.

She was very jealous of Cassiopeia, and she was also very worried that Jerome would make trouble for herself, after all, she had just told Jerome that Hugo was a bard, so she mustered up the courage to shout: "It's just a clever tongue, you have the ability to sing a profound song." "

"Yes to the lady's request," Rorschach stood up, went to the band and borrowed the thruffer, and tapped the key lightly twice.

My mind began to search for the intentional intention, and suddenly I thought of Mr. Dongpo's "When is the Bright Moon in the Water Tune Song Head", which used spiritual magic to directly transfer the artistic conception, translated it into Old Norse, and began to sing.

"When is the bright moon, ask the blue sky for wine," two sentences exited, the vision in the hall appeared, the lights dimmed, a full moon hung high in the sky, a lonely figure holding a glass of wine, raising a glass seems to invite the bright moon hanging high in the sky to drink together.

Everyone in the hall was dumbfounded, they hadn't seen it, they really hadn't seen it, what the hell was going on.

"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. Rorschach continued to play and sing, and the bright moon was pulled in, and above the hanging moon, there were quaint and mysterious pavilions, cold and mysterious.

"I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. With the singing, the figure of the toast turned into a god and flew towards the palace on the bright moon.

In the astonished eyes of the crowd, the god who had flown to the palace floated back to the world, and became the lonely man, dancing slowly on the ground, and his shadow seemed to have life, and should dance with him.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?" The song continues, and the picture shifts to a dwelling, and the moonlight shines through the window lattice, shining on the man sitting in front of the window, who stares blankly at the moon in the sky.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. The song became a little sad, and the bright moon changed from the new moon to the crescent moon to the first quarter moon to the full gibbous moon, and then to the waning gibbous moon to the last waning moon of the second quarter moon.

The man who danced under the moon saw the appearance of the man sitting in front of the window in the bright moon, and the man sitting in front of the window saw the dance of the man who danced under the moon.

The singing stopped, and the picture slowly shrank to the full moon in the sky, and then shattered into crystal water droplets, which were sprinkled on the bodies of everyone present.

Soleana, Cecilia, Cassiopeia and others wiped the water from their faces, only to realize that it was their own tears.

Many people were immersed in the wonderful scene just now, and many more people looked at Rorschach as if they had seen a god, reverence and fear.

What is a song, this is a song, those who have a little knowledge, are immersed in that song, and they can't calm down the excitement in their hearts for a long time.

Rorschach himself was a little confused, this was the third time (bjef), he chanted the poems of his ancestors, and strange visions appeared, and Lord Ruiz couldn't explain what it was, only a manifestation of runic power.

If you come out like this again tonight, how can you explain it to these bigwigs.

While Rorschach was still distressed, the silence was broken, and someone was the first to applaud, followed by everyone else.

Rorschach bowed down the stage and walked off the stage.

As for Jerome and Jenny, they had already slipped quietly to the gate, ready to run. Rorschach looked at a few people, smiled slightly, and ignored it, and there was no need to pay attention to it.

Cassiopeia walked over, pulled Rorschach to Soleanna and Cecilia, and asked, "What was the illusion just now?"

"How do I know," Rorschach said honestly, and he certainly didn't know.

"I feel the power of magic," Soleanna looked at Rorschach with a complicated look.

"I really don't know, I'm just a magic swordsman, I don't know anything about magic," Rorschach said seriously.

"A gift from the goddess of knowledge," exclaimed Cecilia, "a great scholar said that knowledge is also magic, and today I have seen it." "

"Alain Taber," Soleana nodded, looking at Rorschach with wide eyes, "but how astonishing is this knowledge reserve to be able to communicate elemental power with knowledge?"

"Mr. Aland just put forward such an idea, I don't know if it's specific," Rorschach naturally knew that Mr. Aland Tabor, a recognized scholar in the Rune Continent, this old man was said to have thousands of years of accumulation, and he had put forward unbelievable theories and ideas, but unfortunately he had already hung up. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Anyway, Monsieur Hugo, I have benefited greatly from your knowledge tonight," Cecilia actually bowed to Rorschach with student etiquette.

"Your graciousness, Lord Archon," Rorschach said with a slight bow, "It's not so much my knowledge as my experience." "

"That's true, knowledge comes from life," Cecilia nodded very seriously, and said, "Maybe the position of the head of the propaganda department, I'm sorry for your talent and knowledge." "

"No!" Rorschach shook his head, "I like that job!"

Cecilia is also a very simple person, seeing that Rorschach said this, she was not polite, picked up the wine glass and touched it with Rorschach, and drank it all.

The second half of the banquet was not interesting, many people wanted to come and talk to Rorschach, or ask some questions, but Cecilia was standing next to Rorschach, and those who were eager to try it were not easy to come, so they could only keep looking at Rorschach.

It was almost midnight when Soleanna left the banquet hall with Cassiopeia and Rorschach to say goodbye, and Cecilia was the host, and sent them to the door.

Watching the carriage slowly drive out of the town hall compound, Cecilia sighed and muttered, "Where did you get all this talent, Duke Kao, do you want to be the next usurper?"