Su Ye also put down his pen, and a smile appeared on his face.

The poems of the Mid-Autumn Festival are endowed with thousands of articles, and this one, Su Ye feels that it is the last article in the Mid-Autumn Festival!

Since then, the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry should be the most!

is still in the order of the previous round, because half of the guests did not participate, this round started with the second female guest.

The second female guest is the editor-in-chief of Huaxia People's Publishing House, named Chen Yue.

Chen Yue smiled, picked up the rice paper with a gentle movement, and said, "The title of my poem is "A Cut of Plums, Mid-Autumn Festival and the First Month". ”

"Remembering the Mid-Autumn Festival, the flowers are also in the cup, and the moon is also in the cup.

Tonight upstairs with the same, cloud wet screen, rain wet screen.

If you want to ride the wind to ask the chemical industry, the road is also difficult to pass, and the letter is also difficult to pass.

The hall is full of only candles and red, singing and calm, cups and calm. ”

After reading, bursts of applause slowly came from the audience.

The three judges on the judges' bench couldn't help but nod their heads.

Writing about the Mid-Autumn Festival has been inseparable from lovesickness, reunion and sorrow since ancient times.

This article "A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Mid-Autumn Festival and January" uses rainy and foggy weather and moonless scenery to express Chen Yue's sorrow and helplessness.

The hall is full of only candles and red, singing and calm, cups and calm.

There was no moon in this hall, only the red candle was faintly bright, and he slowly sang the song to the end, and slowly drank a few glasses of wine.

This kind of artistic conception makes people feel a slight melancholy.

"Okay, thank you Teacher Chen Yue for bringing "A Cut of Plums, Mid-Autumn Festival and January", and invite the next teacher. The hostess smiled and said on stage.

Chen Yue smiled and nodded, and then sat down slowly.

A lean man with long hair in the back picked up his work, smiled, and read: "The title of my poem is "Taichang Yin". ”

"A round of autumn shadows turned into golden waves, and the flying mirrors were resharpened.

Ask Auntie about the wine: What can I do if I am white-haired and bullied?

It's good to ride the wind, the sky is thousands of miles, and you can look down at the mountains and rivers.

Cut off Gui Po Sa, humanity is, clear light more. ”

After reading it, the lean man did it.

The man's name is Qin Zheng and he is a writer. He is the youngest of the guests this time except for Su Ye, almost in his early thirties.

Qin Zheng's poem also attracted applause from many audiences.

This poem is written very straightforwardly, and everyone can almost understand the meaning of it when they hear it.

This poem expresses Qin Zheng's helplessness about his age, Qin Zheng also wants to travel the great rivers and mountains of the motherland in the rest of his life, and contribute to the construction of the motherland in the rest of his life, but time is merciless, dyeing his long black hair white, and his age is constantly increasing.

Su Ye couldn't help but look at it, Qin Zheng's hair was really a little gray.

The audience gave Qin Zheng enthusiastic applause.

Next, it's time for the next guest.

is a slightly chubby middle-aged man, his name is Liu Li, and he is also a writer who has won the Red River Literature Award in China!

is also a well-known figure in the circle.

Liu Li smiled, picked up his work, and read: ""Pipa Immortal: Mid-Autumn Festival"

"The blue sea is every year, try to ask who is the ice wheel for?

Blowing a piece of autumn fragrance, the clear light is like snow.

Looking at it in sorrow, a good day and a good night, I know that it will be sad.

Only the shadow is now, that is a heavy pair, the bright moon in the old days.

In the flower path, play hide and seek, once provoked Xiao Xiaojing Wuye.

Remember whether to light the small fan, and a few times hot and cold.

only fell, filled with all feelings, always vast, not about parting

A purple jade is ruthless, and the night cold blows and cracks. ”

"Not bad, good work!" On the judges' bench, Dean Li nodded and applauded.

Wang Yi and Mu Yan also nodded in agreement.

There is a faint sense of sorrow and lovesickness between the words, lamenting that things are not people, the bright moon is still there, and there is no one in the flower field.

This kind of longing for the beloved is slightly uncomfortable, the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, others gather with their families, and he is the only one who hurts the moon.

Looking at the full moon in the sky, I couldn't help but feel a faint sadness in my heart.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Liu Li, then I would like to invite our next teacher. The hostess walked slowly from the side again and said with a smile.

Meng Changqing, who was in the audience, looked at the stage and couldn't help but praise and said: "The works written by these literary masters are really wonderful!"

Meng Ziqing on the side pouted, but couldn't help but say, "Hmph, then they can't compare to Brother Su Ye." ”

Ouyang Xue on the side couldn't help but nodded.

In fact, she was also eligible to participate this time, but she refused her teacher's invitation.

Compared to these old-timers, she is still a little worse.

But in Ouyang Xue's opinion, Su Ye was no worse than these old-timers at all.

Meng Changqing looked at his daughter and Ouyang Xue with a determined expression, and also nodded slightly, with a smile of relief on his face.

After all, Su Ye can be regarded as what he taught!

On stage, the fourth guest was ready to start reciting his work.

The fourth guest is called Zhang Yu, a member of the Literary Association and a writer.

"The title of my poem is "Water Tune Song Head, Anvil Sends Wind Urgently". ”

"The sound of the anvil is urgent, the crickets are thinking about the high autumn, I come to the scene, I don't learn Song Yu to relieve sorrow, clean up the desolate situation, and pay the respectful and drunk, and feel very quiet. Since there is a lot of affection, the bright moon hangs in the south building.

Sorrowful, horizontal jade flute, rhyme. On a good night, borrow me here to pour gold. Lovely day's scenery, leaning on the fence to do twelve, the universe is like a float. Drunk and sleepy, I don't know how to wake up, and I lie on my pillow. ”

This poem with "Water Tune Song Head" as the name of the word plate depicts the late autumn scenery that makes people yearn for a little yearning, using the scenery to express Zhang Yu's yearning for a leisurely and leisurely life, and at the same time expressing his noble character by admiring the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Su Ye listened on the side, remembering the words he chose, and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yu with some pity.

This wave, this wave is the background board plus the sky show.

Or it can be called why one game two robbes. (Doghead)

Zhang Yu showed a hint of confidence on his face, this "Water Tune Song Head, Anvil Sound Sends the Wind Urgently" is his quite proud work.

Among all his previous works, this "Water Tune Song Head, Anvil Sending Wind Urgent" can also rank in the top three!

Zhang Yu's song "Water Tune Song Head, Anvil Sends the Wind Urgently" is quite gorgeous, and the audience applauded very face.

The three judges also nodded and applauded.

Zhang Yu smiled and sat down slowly, and in the end, only Su Ye and Zhang Xiaosong were left.

Su Ye couldn't help but glance at Zhang Xiaosong, he was holding a folding fan in his hand and shaking it slowly, with a faint smile on his face, very calm, not nervous at all.

Zhang Xiaosong had a happy look on his face, and the others couldn't help but glance at him.

In the field of writing words, Zhang Xiaosong is definitely the strongest among them!

Zhang Xiaosong took his work and slowly walked to the middle of the stage, still with a happy expression on his face.

"Magnolia Slow, It's a Pity Tonight"

"Poor tonight, where to go, to go leisurely? is there no other world, only to see over there, light and shadow to the east? is outside the sky. Empty sweat, but the long wind is mighty to send the Mid-Autumn Festival? Who is the root of the flying mirror? Who will stay if you don't marry?

It is said that there is no reason to ask through the bottom of the sea, and trance makes people sad. Afraid of thousands of miles of whales, vertical and horizontal, the Jade Palace Qionglou. The shrimp and toad can bathe in the water, and ask the clouds and jade rabbits to solve the ups and downs? If the road is all right, why is the cloud gradually like a hook?"

Slowly

After reading it, Zhang Xiaosong's face showed a hint of self-satisfaction.

Several other guests on the stage couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiaosong and couldn't help showing a hint of praise.

It's not a loss to be a poet who has won the Huaxia Qu Yuan Award!

"Magnolia Flower Slow, It's a Pity to Tonight the Moon" breaks the traditional rules of Yongyue, and has never been published before, fully demonstrating Zhang Xiaosong's rich imagination and bold innovative spirit, which is unique and one of the most unique in ancient and modern Yongyue poems.

"Unique, have ideas!" On the judges' seat, Mu Yan smiled and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Wang Yi also nodded, with a contemplative expression, reminiscing about the wonders.

Ouyang Xue in the audience listened to the song "Magnolia Slow, Poor Tonight Moon", her eyes lit up, and then she looked at Su Ye with some worry.

Zhang Xiaosong's "Magnolia Slow, Poor Tonight and the Moon" is definitely the most classic even if it is compared between ancient and modern!

Su Ye, what kind of works will you come up with this time? Ouyang Xue looked at Su Ye on the stage and thought secretly.

The audience erupted in applause and applause.

Meng Ziqing listened to the voices around her, couldn't help but turn her head, and asked Ouyang Xue, "Sister Xue, is that fat man's words good?"

Ouyang Xue's face was solemn and nodded.

Meng Changqing, who was on the side, began to nag again, and said: "I told you to study the literature hard, if you don't study, now you can't even understand whether the words are written well or not!"

Meng Ziqing looked at his father and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"It's okay, Brother Su Ye will definitely be able to write better!" Meng Ziqing looked at Su Ye on the stage, couldn't help but smile, and said.

Meng Changqing looked at his daughter and couldn't help sighing, this is really hopeless.

Ouyang Xue couldn't help but look at Su Ye, although this exchange conference is not ranked, but everyone has a comparison of which is better and which is worse.

The first poetry exchange has just been ranked by those literary workers on the Internet.

Naturally, Su Ye's "Will Enter the Wine" won the first place, accounting for 60% of the votes, followed by Zhang Xiaosong's "Ascending", and then Chen Yue's "Giving Flowers".

This scene of lyrics and songs will naturally be discharged by them.

But the corners of Su Ye's mouth on the stage couldn't help but show a smile, and he felt more and more interesting!

It happened that the pilot shot was given to Su Ye again, and the audience looked at Su Ye with an evil smile on his face on the screen, and couldn't help laughing.

This guy is still messing around here.

The barrage in the webcast room has also been brushed up, but most of them are playing memes.

"Yo, it's kind of interesting, do it in your hands!"

"Su Ye: There is an operation, brother. ”

"Su Ye's eyes are amazing, I love it!"

"It won't really be a dog, won't it?"

"No, you fans of Suye because of his appearance, no, no, no?"

“......”

And at this moment, Su Ye smiled, it was about to be his turn.

Everyone looked at Su Ye expectantly, after all, Su Ye can often surprise everyone, and it is impossible in the eyes of ordinary people, but Su Ye can do it.

I just don't know how Su Ye's words compare to Zhang Xiaosong?

Su Ye smiled, looked at the rice paper on his table, and couldn't help but smile.

Come on, "Water Tune Song Head" is going to play again!

oh! what is this！