This ,,, this song is fantastic!

After a long time, Wang Xuexin raised her head, looked at Yang Hua in shock, and said in disbelief: "Is this really what you wrote?"

Yang Hua saw the expressions of his cousin and future cousin-in-law, and knew that this poem was indeed overkill. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This poem is also one of the few in Yang Hua's world, in the culture of thousands of years.

This "Water Tune Song Head" is even more called, as soon as this word comes out, there is no Mid-Autumn Festival.

This shows how powerful this poem is. At the same time, this is also one of Yang Hua's favorite words.

However, at this time, Yang Hua would not say this, he promised: "Hmm." ”

Looking at Wang Xuexin again, there was a look of deep admiration on her face, and she exclaimed: "This poem is so well written!"

And at this moment, Lin Wei's classmates have completely changed.

Jiang Jicai and his dog legs were directly frightened by Yang Hua's poem and never dared to speak out again, and everyone in the group was praising Lin Wei's Mid-Autumn Festival poem.

"It's a great poem! I've read it seven or eight times. ”

"What are you, I'm almost able to memorize it completely. ”

"This Mid-Autumn Festival song is really godly!"

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Lin Wei looked at the exclamation of the classmates in the group, not to mention how happy he was, this time Yang Hua's Mid-Autumn Festival song was too important and powerful for him!

This poem not only helped him breathe a good breath, but also slapped Jiang Jicai's face hard.

Lin Wei is happy to think about this matter.

So, Lin Wei said happily: "Xiaohua, thank you! I didn't expect your lyric level to be so high." ”

Yang Hua was held by Lin Wei like this, and he also felt embarrassed, he said: "Where is it, where is it." Good sentences are even natural, and wonderful hands are even obtained. Let's stop standing outside, let's go inside and talk. ”

At this time, the old mother also came out of the house and said, "Xiaohua, Xiaowei, it's time to eat." Seeing how lively you are talking, let's have dinner first. ”

When Yang Hua heard his mother say this, he shouted in his heart that it was really time for his mother to come, and Yang Hua hurriedly said, "Let's go, let's go eat first." ”

After lunch, Yang Hua's family got together and chatted.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, relatives and friends are together, just to be happy and reunited.

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The family chatted and chatted, and talked about the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting and the Mid-Autumn Festival party.

The Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club is a CCTV program, which is broadcast every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is a very interesting program for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The main connotation of this program lies in the interaction of the whole people, and the program team will invite several experts and professors to be guests and comment on the spot. Then, after the votes of the national audience, the ranking of the works will be determined, and the top three will have a lot of rewards.

The broadcast time of the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting is from 1 pm to 8 pm.

At this time, in the TV of my grandmother's house, the second uncle switched the TV station to CCTV as early as possible, waiting for the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting to start.

One o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing that the broadcast time of "Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club" has arrived, there is less talk in the house, and everyone is watching TV.

Welcome to the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, I am the host Li Qing. ”

"Next, we invite our Professor Li Wenli, Zhang Yuzhang expert, and commentator Hong Xiugang. ”

On the TV, following the beautiful host, three experts and professors in their forties and fifties came out of the backstage one after another.

When people stop there, they all have eyes, and they do have the demeanor of an expert professor.

The host and the three guest guests all appeared, and the host Li Qing and the three guests sat around a table, facing the camera, and said:

"Welcome everyone to watch the "Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club", unconsciously, it is another Mid-Autumn Festival, before we appreciate the works of netizens, we will ask the three judges to send their Mid-Autumn Festival blessings. Professor Wen Li, please. ”

Li Wen stood up, first brewed and brewed, and then, word by word:

"The shadow of the golden mountain bamboo is thousands of years, and the cloud lock is flying high and the water is artesian. Thousands of miles of Yangtze River floating jade belt, a round of bright moon rolling golden ball. ”

After that, after Professor Li Wen finished reading, Zhang Yu and Hong Xiugang also read a recent Mid-Autumn Festival new work.

When the three guests finished reading, the host Li Qing said again:

"Thanks to the masterpieces of the three guest teachers, let's take a look at what new works netizens have this year. ”

After speaking, Li Qing glanced at the big screen behind her, and a netizen's poem was hit on the big screen.

"A full moon is like a golden ball. ”

"The brilliance shines on Kyushu. ”

"Fill a glass of wine with friends and family. ”

"Enjoy the bright moon and the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

This poem has a total of four sentences, and the host Li Qing read it along and felt catchy and smooth.

But the three guests in the show shook their heads slightly, this poem may be very smooth and easy to understand when read by ordinary people who don't understand the rhythm. However, in the eyes of these insiders, this poem can only be regarded as a limerick poem with complete rhyme, and there is no artistry.

Therefore, on TV, several judges simply made a few comments, and at the same time gave this netizen a few comments and encouragement that need attention, and then began to appreciate the next poem.

Although, this show is mainly based on commenting on poetry and talking about poetry. However, the tone of the show is good and casual.

During the period, the host Li Qing also occasionally said a few interesting jokes to set off the atmosphere. Therefore, Yang Hua's grandmother's family watched the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, and they didn't feel bored, and even watched it with relish.

It's just that Yang Hua feels that the only slot of this show is that many netizens' poems are too ordinary, just like Professor Li Wen said, these poems are only for viewing and have no artistry.

Yang Hua rarely reunited with his family, and when he saw that his family was watching the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting with great interest, he watched it for a while.

Before I knew it, it was already past three o'clock.

Yang Hua was still watching the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, and his cousin Lin Wei suddenly pulled Yang Hua and said, "Xiaohua, don't you go up to participate in this Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting? ”

Lin Wei just felt that Yang Hua's Mid-Autumn Festival poem was very well written, but he didn't know how well Yang Hua's poem was written. Therefore, he didn't dare to let Yang Hua go up and take the first place.

"I'm still not going, these netizens are writing pretty good, so I won't join in the fun. Yang Huatu said cleanly.

In fact, Yang Hua knew in his heart that his poem was in the eyes of people who didn't understand poetry, and that was it, which could only be regarded as good.

But if this poem is sent to the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, it will definitely cause an earthquake in the cultural world.

Just as Yang Hua was pondering in his heart, Lin Wei suddenly pulled Yang Hua and said with a strange expression: "Xiaohua, watch TV." ”

ps: The first update... The grades are basically not rising, and they are bigger. . . In disappointment. Happy birthday to Little Short Legs. Little short legs, happy birthday, happy. (To be continued.) )