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After hearing Ye Zhiqiu's admission that there is indeed a complete poem, Qin Dewen's face was ecstatic, and said: "Ye Xiaoyou, read it quickly."

When he said this, Qin Dewen's voice even trembled a little.

On the side, apart from Qin Xiaoyu, Qin Yongbo and Song Mei, who didn't know the reason, had a look of doubt in their eyes. They didn't understand what poem was worthy of Qin Dewen's excitement.

Ye Zhiqiu did not refuse Qin Dewen's request.

Ye Zhiqiu closed his eyes and meditated. While recalling, he was also brewing his own emotions. The room fell into silence, and everyone seemed to have a vague premonition, so they didn't make a sound to disturb.

At this time, Qin Yongbo silently took the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" which was put aside, and found that the wrinkles on one page were obviously much deeper than the other pages, which should have been repeatedly read.

On this page, Qin Yongbo quickly discovered the source of the poem "Aspiration to eat Hulu meat hungry, laughing and talking about thirsty Xiongnu blood", and after a little thought, he understood the whole story.

—Write the poems of General Yue?No wonder.

With Qin Dewen's obsession with poetry, it is indeed a very uncomfortable thing if you can't read a good poem in its entirety.

Thinking of this, Qin Yongbo became interested.

Growing up in a scholarly family, Qin Yongbo's cultural literacy is not low, and it happens that the historical figure he admires the most is General Yue...

After a while, Ye Zhiqiu opened his calm eyes, and said in a deep voice, ""Manjianghong·Sharing Hearts"."

"Angry into the crown, leaning against the railing, Xiaoxiaoyu takes a break."

"Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement."

As soon as the first sentence came out, Qin Yongbo's body shook.

Good words!

If it is said that "Gui Shi Shou" just now expresses a healthy, active and enterprising attitude towards life, the emotion in "Man Jiang Hong" is extremely strong.

In the first few sentences, there is a sense of generosity and heroism from the sudden start, as if one can hear that the anger in the chest of the lyricist is burning and cannot be contained...

Ye Zhiqiu's calm and deep voice continued.

"Thirty years of fame and fame, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moons. Don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty and sad."

"The shame of Jingkang is still unresolved. When will the hatred of the courtiers be eliminated?"

Hearing this, Qin Yongbo felt extremely depressed.

There is no way to volunteer, and there is no way to serve the country. The sense of shame brought about by that period of history can be truly felt from the poems.

On the side, Qin Dewen's face was extremely shocked, staring at Ye Zhiqiu, for fear of missing a word.

After the extreme depression, Ye Zhiqiu's voice seemed to suddenly become agitated.

"Driving a long car and breaking through the shortage of Helan Mountain."

"Ambition to eat Hulu meat, laugh at the thirsty Xiongnu blood."

"Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que!"

At the end of the poem, the room fell into silence, and no one made a sound.

After a while, Qin Yongbo took a deep breath, suddenly remembered something and quickly looked aside.

At this time, Qin Dewen still closed his eyes and remained silent, immersed in the artistic conception of the poem just now, his slightly trembling hands showed that he was not at peace at this moment.

A look of worry flashed across Qin Yongbo's eyes. He wanted to say something, but in the end he resisted not disturbing Qin Dewen.

Fortunately, the next moment Qin Dewen suddenly opened his eyes.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"good words!"

Qin Dewen shouted "Okay" three times in a row, his voice was extremely excited.

"What courage! What ambition! The courage and opinion of this word surpasses all works of the past and present!"

Qin Dewen was so excited that he stood up directly from the hospital bed.

This move really startled the people next to him, and Qin Yongbo, who was close to him, hurried forward to help him.

"I am fine."

After Qin Dewen stabilized his body and calmed down a little, he looked at Ye Zhiqiu with burning eyes and said, "Young friend Ye, I have a heartfelt request."

"This song "Manjianghong", can I write it on my behalf?"

"Dad." Qin Yongbo persuaded, "Your body is still..."

Qin Dewen turned a deaf ear, still looking at Ye Zhiqiu.

Facing Qin Dewen's gaze, Ye Zhiqiu's expression was complicated, he opened his mouth, and finally replied.

"can."

Qin Dewen was overjoyed, and immediately said loudly.

"Yongbo!"

"Paper, ink and pen!"

On the side, Qin Yongbo, who understood that persuasion was useless, sighed lightly, and prepared to go.

Qin Dewen lives in the intensive care unit, where all the basic needs of patients can be met, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are naturally not difficult, and under Qin Yongbo's arrangement, someone brought things in soon.

At the same time, just to be on the safe side, Qin Yongbo also called a doctor to wait beside him.

Fortunately, the space in the ward is large enough to put these things down and even a few more people will not appear crowded.

Everything was ready, Qin Dewen waved his hand and refused the support of others, and walked slowly to the desk.

"Yongbo, Yanmo."

Qin Yongbo responded, and began to grind skillfully.

At this time, Qin Dewen's mood had completely recovered, and he smiled at Ye Zhiqiu.

"Ye Xiaoyou, I'm sorry."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, his face became serious.

The room fell into a brief silence again, only the slight sound of grinding ink.

Both Qin Dewen and Ye Zhiqiu's faces were calm, and there seemed to be an atmosphere brewing in the whole room.