Looking at the words on the rock, everyone was stunned.

This is a rather hard rock, and it is impossible for ordinary people to leave words on it and write them so wantonly.

Who left these words?

"Let's take a look at the content first, and after reading it, you may understand. Someone said.

Everyone nodded in unison, and someone read it out loud.

"How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Um, what does that mean, is it a poem?"

"It's supposed to be poetry, but I don't understand what it means. ”

"Whatever it means, let's move on. ”

"Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Well, this sentence is barely understandable, and then look at the next sentence. ”

"Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird.

Well, this sentence seems to be able to understand a little, but it doesn't seem to be fully understood, and there is the last sentence. ”

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance. ”

If the first few sentences make everyone a little unable to fully understand, then this last sentence can be understood at a glance.

Moreover, it instantly gives birth to a kind of pride that looks at everything.

Then, no one spoke, and no one applauded, everyone stood on the top of Mount Tai like this, raising their eyes and jumping far away, the mountains were endless, and they appeared and disappeared in the clouds and mist, and all the mountains were at their feet.

A kind of pride that all the mountains are under my feet, the whole world, and who else is I am constantly stirring in my heart, and there is an unbeatable pride in my heart, which seems to be about to be vented out of my mouth.

This feeling is unprecedented and refreshing, and this is the real relaxation and happiness.

They had never felt it so strongly before when they had stood here for so long.

Now, the sentence "will be at the top of the mountain, at a glance of the mountains." It brought their mood and feelings to a very high level, and made them want to laugh out loud.

After a long time, everyone's excitement calmed down a little, and they said excitedly:

"Standing on the top of Mount Tai and feeling this poem is definitely an ultimate enjoyment. Moreover, we only feel this last sentence, and I have a feeling that the first three sentences should be equally extraordinary. ”

"Yes, it's a pity that our poetry level is still a little worse after all, if only someone could appreciate it. I feel that the connection between the four lines of poetry should give people a stronger feeling. ”

"I didn't expect a poem to have such an effect, but this is the effect of personal experience, and I am so lucky today. ”

"Wait, who wrote this poem? The stone is not named, is it ......?"

"You mean, it was written by the enviable brother just now?"

"Impossible, don't say anything else, just the little brother's thin arms and legs just now, he has so much strength to leave these words on this rock?"

"That's true, but if it weren't for him, who would it be? If it was before, it would be even more impossible. ”

"It's a strange thing. ”

“......”

Everyone frowned and pondered, the scene quieted down a little, but the sound of poetry from the Yayun Poetry Society not far away came.

Everyone looked up and smiled, wondering if they should say, "It's a coincidence." ”

I saw that the young man who was reciting his masterpiece with full emotion was the "Brother Yan" again.

After a while, after the recitation of "Brother Yan", the people around him cheered again, and some other people commented decently.

Everyone looked at each other in unison, and suddenly there was a laugh at the same time.

Yan Yunqiu recited another poem, and was in the midst of pride, when he suddenly heard bursts of laughter from the other side, I don't know if it was a little too sensitive, he always felt that there was some mockery in those laughter.

Then he snorted softly and said loudly, "What are you laughing at?"

Everyone looked at each other, and a tall and thin man said, "I didn't laugh at anything, but I just thought that some people had obviously chanted a bad poem, but they still looked complacent, and I thought it was a little funny." ”

"Oh, is it?" Yan Yunqiu was not angry, and said: "Maybe my poems are indeed a little bad, so I wonder if you have made a good poem that opens our eyes?"

The tall and thin man here smiled and said, "It's really a coincidence, we did make a good poem here, well, no, it's a great poem, since you want to hear it, then we will read it to you, so that you can know what a really good poem is, so that you don't continue to be embarrassed." ”

With these words, not only Yan Yunqiu, but most of the people in the Yayun Poetry Club all "poofed" and laughed.

Although they didn't agree with Yan Yunqiu's behavior of provoking trouble to the other party, it was indeed funny for the other party to say this.

People who don't understand poetry at all dare to say that they have made wonderful poems, and let him be a professional poet of Yayun Poetry Club to have a good experience, which is indeed a big joke.

Yan Yunqiu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then I don't know what your wonderful poems look like?"

The tall and thin man smiled faintly and said, "What does it look like?

Yan Yunqiu sneered and said, "Cheng, let's listen and read out your masterpieces, we promise not to laugh." ”

The tall and thin man also sneered and said, "Then you can listen well." 'How is Dai Zongfu? ’”

Although they could not fully understand the meaning of the first three lines of the poem, they absolutely believed that the first three lines of the poem would be equally extraordinary.

On the side of the Yayun Poetry Society, although he promised that he would never laugh, after the thin and tall man read the first line of the poem, Yan Yunqiu and some of the people from the Yayun Poetry Society still laughed unceremoniously.

After Yan Yunqiu laughed, he said, "I'll go, what do you mean by this poem? Could it be that you think that the combination of some words with a high level of character is a good poem, right?"

While the hearts of others suddenly sudden, after a little pondering, they all gasped, looked at each other in disbelief, and then hurriedly stopped Yan Yunqiu and the others from laughing, and said: "Brother Yan, brothers, don't laugh yet, this poem doesn't seem to be so simple." ”

After Yan Yunqiu and the others heard it, they were quite unimpressed, how could this messy poem not be simple?

Yan Yunqiu and the others were laughing, while the tall and thin man and the others secretly despised it in their hearts, "Cut!

The tall and thin man sneered and continued to read: "Creation Zhong Shenxiu, Yin and Yang cut the dawn." ”

"This ......"

Yan Yunqiu and some of the people from the Yayun Poetry Club who had just laughed, after hearing this sentence, their hearts also burst out and they stopped laughing.

......