Hearing this, donghuang Ziyou nodded her head slightly, revealing a look of certainty.
The day ends by the mountains, the long river flows into the sea.
These two lines of the poem were harmonious and well-organized. It was very picturesque, making people feel as if they were in the right place.
It could be said that this was enough to show that Lin Xuan had a good foundation in poetry.
Furthermore, donghuang Ziyou felt that Lin Xuan was a playful person by nature, and it was not easy for him to come up with such a plan in such a short time.
Just from this point alone, Lin Xuan was better than she had imagined.
But then again ...
Poetry, poetry. Writing poetry was like singing.
A piece of work that could express a certain amount of emotion or philosophy and resonate with people's hearts was a superior one.
If he only described the scenery, it would be too superficial and he would lack skill.
