"When is the bright moon? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Zhong only heard the first sentence, and then he raised his head violently and stared at Bai Yi in disbelief. This is a poem, a poem that makes people feel heroic and extraordinary just by the first sentence.

Thinking about the night of the full moon, the poet suddenly remembered a question, when did this bright moon begin?

Such a heroic and uninhibited picture makes people feel enthusiastic and full of yearning when they think about it.

Han Zhong finally understood why Bai Yi and Liu Yuan were so excited just now.

Because, at this time, he was also so excited that he wanted to raise his wine glass and ask Qingtian, when did this bright moon begin?

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"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

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. ”

Like Bai Yi, Yi Tian was also chanting at this time. The voice is soft, but it is subdued.

I don't know what year and month it is in the heavenly palace? I want to take advantage of the breeze to return to the sky, but I am afraid that in the beautiful jade building, I will not be able to stand the cold of the towering nine days. With your own clear shadow, dancing under the moon, where is this like the world?

Yi Tian never thought that he would read a poem that made him so excited today.

This is not the same as the excitement of "Thoughtful" and "Evil". Reading "Thoughts" and "Evil Spirits", he was excited and only appreciated from the perspective of pure art. After all, he is already an old man in his late teens, and he has long passed the age of fantasy and longing for love.

And this one is different, this one completely makes him feel excited from the heart. He stood by the window, looking at the sky that had darkened outside, at the moon looming in his shadow. Word by word, he slowly recited this poem, and the whole person was completely intoxicated.

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"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, why should I say goodbye?"

The moonlight turned over the vermilion pavilion and shone low through the carved doors and windows, shining on the people in the room who had not fallen asleep. Mingyue shouldn't have any resentment towards people, or why is it only round when people are leaving?

Zheng Jie recited these two sentences in a low voice. After chanting, he was excited and a little puzzled. I am excited because it is not an exaggeration to say that this song is a swan song for the ages, and I wonder because the author of this song is too young, why is it so sentimental?

For example, these two sentences should obviously be the emotion that a person who is at least middle-aged and has been away for half his life.

Now it's been made by this kid, which is very surprising.

Of course, it is not impossible for Li Fan to compose such a poem. This may be because he remembered that a sleepless night when he was working in the provincial capital came to inspiration, and with a little artistic processing, it was achieved overnight.

After a long time, Zheng Jie sighed, "You can make such a masterpiece at a young age, maybe this is a real genius." ”

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"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. ”

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has the transformation of clouds and sunshines, which is difficult to consider since ancient times. I only hope that the relatives of all people in this world can be safe and healthy, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can share this beautiful moonlight.

Yu Qiu's eyes were burning, although he had already prepared in his heart, Li Fan's last poem would definitely not be bad. But he didn't expect that this poem would be such a classic.

Yes, classic. Although it has only just been born, Yu Qiu is already sure that it will become a classic. And it's not an ordinary classic, it will definitely become the swan song in the Mid-Autumn Festival poems.

"What kind of incense did Han Zhong's old boy burn? It was surprising that Li Fan could leave so many classic poems for this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference. Starting from the first song "Rice Planting" to today's last song "When Will the Bright Moon Be There", it can be said to be the first classic. ”

Yu Qiu didn't know what words to use to express this envy in his heart.

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Beijing, a residential community.

"When is the bright moon, when is it!"

Yan Mu sighed heavily, and he finally lost. Although he knew that his poem tonight would also become a classic. No matter how classic it is, it can't be compared to this song "When Will the Bright Moon Be There".

He once wanted to wonder if this song "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" really be Li Fan's work? Did Li Fan ask a gunman to write it on his behalf?

But he also knew it was impossible. Such a classic work, only this one is enough to be passed down to future generations and be famous through the ages. Who is willing to sell it or give it to someone else? In addition, it is impossible for Li Fan to take such a risk.

In the end, he could only sigh silently.

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Magic City, a residential community.

Mo Bai, Wang Ling, Du Feng, and Lu Ran were completely unsure of what to say at this time. Thinking about the beginning of the competition, they were disdainful of Li Fan and didn't take him seriously.

What now?

Alas, there was only one sigh.

They are now very glad that they didn't let go of any cruel words at the beginning, otherwise they don't know what their faces have been beaten into now.

"Alas, the game is almost over. Later, let's get drunk and relieve our sorrows. This is the common sentiment of the four at this time.

They can only use Du Kang to draw a successful end to their reunion.

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At this time, the Internet has already broken the brief silence at the beginning of the game.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. It's too chic, and when the moon comes out later, I'll ask with a glass of wine. ”

"I advise the upstairs not to go. Other poets are chic, if you go, you will probably be regarded as a fool. ”

", I don't know art, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. ”

"Speaking of the third poem and the fourth poem, which one is Li Fan's?"

"Of course it's the fourth, do you still need to ask?"

"What if the fourth song is Yan Mu's? Didn't Yan Mu say that Yan Mu could reverse and win the championship? Maybe this one is what people rely on. ”

"If the two poems are relatively close, it is really difficult to judge. Now, the fourth song is definitely Li Fan's. ”

"Agree, for the words to be reversed, it must be possible if the two poems are relatively close. Now one is obviously higher than the other, and Yan Mu has no chance. ”

“......”

Although netizens are very sure, in fact, everyone also knows that it is not completely impossible that the fourth poem is a pastoral poem.

After all, the strength of Yan Mu is also very strong.

This also made the fans who supported Li Fan faintly worried and nervous. Especially the fans of Fan Lou, if there is really an accident in this last round, the previous efforts will be in vain.

As for Yan Mu's fans, there is still a glimmer of hope at this time, and of course they are even more nervous.

They all prayed silently in their hearts.

But fortunately, they didn't need to be nervous for long, because it was already 8 o'clock in the evening, and the mystery was about to be revealed.

At this time, the sky was almost completely dark, and the round moon had quietly hung in the sky, as if it also wanted to witness the mystery that was about to be revealed.

Just under the nervousness of fans on both sides and the curiosity of neutral netizens. The Chinese Poetry Association officially closed the voting channel and announced the names of the authors below the four poems.

And the eyes of hundreds of millions of netizens are staring at the bottom of the fourth poem at this time.

"Li Fan!"

The answer was revealed, and the overall champion of this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference was born!

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(To be continued.) )