The uncle also picked up the pen at this time and wrote on the paper.

Soon, he was done, and when he read his contents, everyone gasped.

"The warbler cries on the shore and the willows make the spring clear, and the willows make the spring clear and the moon is bright.

The bright moon and the bright spring make the willows, and the clear spring makes the willows cry on the shore. ”

"The warbler cries on the shore and the willows make the spring sunny, the dawn and the moon are bright. ”

And the young man who was looking for trouble at the beginning also stared blankly at the unraveled poem, which was to put forward the first seven words and the last seven words that were being read in two sentences, and then to read the first seven words and the last seven words backwards into two separate sentences.

This, this damn thing, it seems, it's really strong, and he's not an opponent at all.

Now this poem is a masterpiece, no matter how you look at it, it is the best poetry, and when you take it out alone, it is all top-notch, not to mention, there is also a palindrome in the middle.

And at this time, someone else spoke, "No, there are words behind Hong Que." ”

Only then did everyone recover from the previous shock, and they all looked over there.

Sure enough, behind Hong Que's poem, there are three more sentences.

The fragrant lotus is clear and the water is cool, and the summer is long.

The autumn river Chu Yansu sandbank shallow water flow.

The red furnace penetrates the charcoal, scorching the cold wind, and resists the midwinter.

If you don't understand the previous gameplay, then everyone must be stunned when they look at these inexplicable words.

But the poems that were solved before gave them the solution, and at this moment, they all began to decipher.

"The fragrant lotus is clear and the water is cool, and the summer is long. ”

"The fragrant lotus is clear and the water is cool, and the water is cool and the summer is long.

The long summer breeze moves the water, and the cool breeze moves the water with the fragrance of blue lotus. ”

"The autumn river Chu Yansu sandbar shallow water flow. ”

"The autumn river Chu Yansu sandbank, the wild goose sandbank shallow water flow.

Flowing water shallow island sand geese, Zhou sand sand geese Chu Jiang autumn. ”

The red furnace penetrates the charcoal, scorching the cold wind, and resists the midwinter.

"The red furnace burns the cold wind through the charcoal, and the charcoal burns the cold wind in the middle of winter.

Donglong resists the wind and cold, and the wind and cold burns the charcoal through the furnace red. ”

How long has it been since this Nima? The most important thing is that this is written, and each song is taken out separately, which is also very good.

"Wait!" The uncle who spoke at the beginning also hurriedly said, "There is another solution to this poem. ”

"And?" Those young people are almost numb, this is not a level at all, this so-called poetry meeting has completely become Hong Que's personal show.

"The warbler cries on the shore and the willows make the spring clear, and the moon is bright.

The fragrant lotus is clear and cool, and the summer is long.

Autumn River Chu Yan Su sandbar, shallow water flow.

The red furnace penetrates the charcoal and scorches the cold wind, and it is resistant to the middle of winter. ”

When the uncle added a punctuation mark in the middle, everyone was confused.

Yes, there is still this kind of play, connected together, it is an excellent poem of the four seasons, and apart, each sentence, with the characteristics of palindromic poems to solve, can also interpret four excellent individual poems.

This is fucking just playing with poetry.

At this time, an old man couldn't help but say, "So, if people don't admit defeat, don't think I don't know what tricks you young people are playing, how about it? ”

The young men bowed their heads in shame.

"This poem is so good, why don't you post it on the Internet and let everyone enjoy it?"

Someone immediately seconded, "That's right, I remember that Hong Que seems to be quite popular, and if this poem is out, it will definitely be a big hit." ”

"Are you embarrassed?" said the old man who spoke last, "Obviously he is making things difficult for other people's Hong Que, but now he wants to use Hong Que's things to attract traffic and attention, what about the bones of the literati?"

Those who proposed were red-faced.

Some people argue, "Then you can't just look at the good things and hide them." ”

"Well, go back and ask them. Let's put that aside for now. The old man sighed and spoke.

And here, Hong Que and Cai Lao had already bought the latest flight to Qingcheng, and when they arrived in Qingcheng, they rushed directly to the hospital, and when they arrived at the hospital, the two knew that it was a false alarm.

It turned out that Cai Meier was just strained and injured her waist, and it was very painful at the time, so the situation was very serious, the director was so frightened that he hurriedly made a phone call to Hong Que, and when he arrived at the hospital, he found out that it was a minor injury, and it could be recovered in a week.

Hong Que and Cai Lao Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and Cai Mei'er was also a little apologetic, "I'm sorry, I was a little careless and messed up your Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting." ”

"Speaking of poetry, Hong Que, have you finished writing your poem today? I think you seem to have started writing. Cai Lao also looked at Hong Que curiously at this time.

Hong Que smiled and said, "It's written, but I don't know if they can solve it." ”

What are you kidding, Hong Que is not a good-tempered person, where can he not see the hostility of these people towards him, since the other party wants to do something, then Hong Que naturally will not say that he will treat him well.

After Hong Que told Cai Lao what he had written, Cai Lao also smiled a little helplessly, "You kid." ”

Cai Mei'er, who was listening on the side, also opened her mouth a little stunned, she didn't expect that there would be this kind of play, Hong Que is really too talented.

She can even imagine the scene at that time, but she doesn't know if these people can solve Hong Que's poems.

At this moment, Cai Lao's phone rang, he answered the phone, and soon said to Hong Que, "They like this poem of the four seasons you wrote very much, and ask if they can post it on the Internet." ”

"Yes. Hong Que also knew that it was only those young people who were targeting him, and the older generation was still good, so he nodded.

"By the way, they also asked me to write a poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I said that I would send it together when the time came. Cai Lao said.

"The poems of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Hong Que pondered for a moment and laughed, since there are so many young people, then he simply let those young people know what the gap is, so Hong Que also turned his head to look outside.

It was getting late at this time, and he sighed, "It's a pity that a glass of wine is missing." ”

"Why, if you have wine, you can't be poetic?" Cai Lao teased.

Hong Que pursed his lips and said, "When is Mingyue?" I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. ”

Cai Lao was stunned, it turned out that this is what Hong Que said about wine, the key is that this sentence read by Hong Que is really a little terrible!

"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. ”

When Hong Que came out with the next sentence, Cai Lao and Cai Mei'er were directly shocked, and the other end of the phone also heard Hong Que's sonorous recitation, and there was silence.

Originally, they were just polite, of course, there was also the meaning of the older generation to find the field for their children and compete with Hong Que, after all, the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club was the battlefield of the older generation.

As a result, Hong Que actually came up with this kind of classic phrase, which still doesn't let people play?

The poems written by the older generation before suddenly became a little dull in front of the words of Hong Que.

What are you kidding, this is Su Dongpo's classic, it can be called a swan song, and where can they compare.

And Hong Que is still reciting.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, why should I say goodbye?"

Cai Lao gasped, the painting style came to this side, and it became thrilling, he was really curious, how Hongque should end in the end.

But based on the previous content alone, Hong Que has completely surpassed this group of older generations, at least Cai Lao himself feels that he has no ability at all.

"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. ”

When Hong Que's last sentence was pronounced, everyone exhaled in unison.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete......

This artistic conception is too high.

They couldn't have imagined that such a young man as Hong Que would have such a sense of life.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles......

Beautiful, it's so beautiful, the key is this sentence, which directly embellishes the taste of the entire Mid-Autumn Festival in it, high, it's too high!

These last few sentences have raised the already perfect poem to a higher level.

It's actually at the level of the mountains!

It's horrible.

"What's the name of this song?" asked Cai Lao hurriedly.

"When is the bright moon in the water tune song head. Hong Que smiled freely.