Zheng Xiaowen listened to Zhang Benliang's words, and she said in her heart: These people who have studied in the countryside and studied in the city since they were children, and worked in the city after graduation.

Zhang Benliang is one of those who 'knows a lot and has a wide range of knowledge', which is really good. And Elin, who knows a lot. Su Chen has a vision for finding a partner, and I, Zheng Xiaowen, can also be regarded as a person with vision.

At this moment, the eyes of the group of people in the carriage moved to the exterior behind the car. The peach grove left behind the car, between its branches and roots, is not covered by near or distant objects, and it is all sky.

Lin Jing looked into the distance, and then looked closer, and she couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow! It turns out that there is heaven on the earth!

Song Yi took over and said: "Yes, I have seen it a long time ago, this is a scene we have never seen in Huayuan City!"

"I haven't been to the countryside either. Wen Jiemei said, "It turns out that the scenery here is so unique, the sky is so big on the ground!"

Yang Yilin saw that when his friends saw the scene of the village, they felt so fresh, so happy, and so excited, and he said to Zhang Zhan: "Zhang Zhan, let's stop our car in Xiaozhai Village!"

"Let these little flower fairies who have never seen the fields of mountain villages, let them watch and watch, appreciate and experience the scenery of mountain villages, and the taste of the countryside!"

Zhang Zhan promised: "Okay!"

When the girls heard Yang Yilin's words, they chattered again, and Wen Jiemei said, "Can we play in Xiaozhai Village for a while? That's great!"

Song Yi followed and said: "I'm ready now, waiting to experience the taste of the countryside!"

Lin Jing's voice was the brightest: "Wow, wow, wow! We are all looking forward to getting off at Xiaozhai Village and watching the village scenery!"

The bus drove through Taohuagou Village, and the mountain gradually became steep and steep.

Yang Yilin looked at the friends in the car and saw that they all closed their mouths and stopped talking. I thought to myself: I woke up early this morning, and the car was like a soft cradle, so I must have wanted to sleep.

In order to arouse everyone's interest, Yang Yilin looked at the distant and close views in front of the car, then looked at the rolling green mountains on the left, and then looked at the small river flowing slowly on the right reflecting the mountain shadows, and he suddenly saw a very beautiful scenery:

Hey, those two almost connected, relatively high cliffs are reflected in the clear river! Wow, this reflection is so beautiful!

Yang Yilin looked at the foreground, and he remembered what he had seen just now when he was outside Taohuagou Village. He looked at the front of him again, and suddenly there was a poem in his heart: Ah, the poem that makes everyone raise the spirit has come out!

Yang Yilin hurriedly smiled and said to everyone: "Hey, friends, who wants to hear my poetry?"

At this question, all the people in the car came to their senses, and Lin Jing preemptively said: "As long as it is a poem from your heart, we all want to hear it!"

Qiao Xiang said: "If you have written any good poems, then quickly recite them for everyone to hear!"

Yang Yilin wrote on the paper, he said: "I have written a seven-character quatrain, you have all listened carefully, the title of this poem is "Peach Blossom Ditch Village".

"I'll begin to chant now, please listen carefully!" he chanted in a voice to amuse everyone:

The morning light reflects the mid-mountain gorge,

The spring water is clear and contains two cliffs.

Fruit trees in the fertile field and low sky,

Tomimura fragrant dew hugging peach blossoms.

After Yang Yilin finished chanting, there was a burst of applause in the carriage.

Qin Zixi applauded and said: "Yilin, you are really good at writing, you write too vividly and too really, in your poems, there are real scenes that we have all seen!"

In fact, when Yang Yilin recited the first sentence, Zheng Xiaowen was praising the word 'half' in his heart.

The word 'half' represents two meanings, one means halfway up the mountain, and the other means one side of the canyon.

Zheng Xiaowen wanted her friends to taste and discover the content of the poems, so she didn't speak.

Song Yi saw that Qin Zixi was happy, and she also said happily: "Friends, I can't write a good poem about the battle, but I can listen to the poem! Let's just say Yilin's seven-character quatrain, Yilin writes every sentence of the battle, look at how neatly this poem is written, how good!"

This poem is supposed to be written about a spring morning, when the sun shone halfway up the mountain, and only on one side of the mountain. There is water in front of the mountain, and the water is very clear, there are two, the seat is ......"

Lin Jing was anxious when she heard this, she took Song Yi's words and said: "Stand up, don't 'sit, sit'! Everyone knows what you said, but you should tell you what the third sentence of this poem means. ”

Song Yi said in his heart: If you don't grab the words, I really can't say it. Your snatching made me slow down a bit, well, you grabbed it well!

Song Yi replied to Lin Jing's words: "If you want everyone to understand, you have to be a poet." When the poet speaks the verses he has written, then he will be able to speak more thoroughly and everyone will be able to understand them better. ”

Zhang Benliang interjected, and he asked: "Yilin, I listen to the fourth line of your poem, do you know this village? Do you really know that the people in this village are very rich?"

Yang Yilin smiled and said: "How would I know about this remote mountain village, I saw it today, and I have a close feeling for it." When I write about the rich village, I yearn for a good mood, I hope that the village will be rich, and it is also my best wish for this village. ”

Zhang Benliang said: "Anyway, you guys are really good, just after seeing the real scene, your good poems came out, it's really good, admire!"

Lin Jing took over and said: "Ben Liang wants to say this, I look at the scenery in front of me, and I really have some associations, and I brewed a little poem again." It's just that my new poem is an old-fashioned little poem.

"First of all, I want to explain: I don't want to write in an ancient style, but my literary and poetic ways are too shallow, and I can't think of the right words in the poems.

"I've made sentence adjustments and used relievership, but it still doesn't feel very good. However, it is not sticky, nor is it lonely. It's that there is a word in the poem that should be in Pingsheng, and I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I still use the word Pingsheng.

"There's one more word in the verse that doesn't work neatly, so I can't call it a seven-character quatrain. Because we have a master-level Ben Liang here!"

Zhang Benliang immediately said: "Hahahaha!" laughed.

Lin Jing continued: "There is also a master-level figure, if the masters find faults, they can see it at a glance, and they can hear it with one ear, which word is used righteously, the right sound is wrong, and the battle is wrong.

"Then, I'll call this poem Seven Words Guju. I also have to explain that the rhyme of my little poem is in a modern new four-tone tone. Alright, I'm done with my explanation, please listen to the poem!"