Chapter 505: Youth is in its prime

After hearing someone say this, Ning Hao and Hua Jin exchanged a look, then smiled slightly and nodded, "That's right, we are just in the rear and have not participated in the war." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Those memories are not very good, if they really participated, they have to follow some curious people to recount, and the association is a recall, rather than this, it is better to directly agree with it, so as not to make yourself uncomfortable.

Hua Cheng didn't speak quietly, I'm afraid that these people couldn't think of it, even the youngest of them had killed people on the battlefield, these memories of the war full of cruelty and iron blood, they didn't want to remember it again, and they knew that they were just going through it once in this life.

These people are just curious about the war, and if they really say it, can they empathize with it, or if they haven't been there, it's good.

Xu Shen poured himself wine and ate wine on the side, in that siege, only he was the most useless, and the two weak ones at the top were a little better than his performance on the battlefield, it was really frustrating to think about, but if you think about it carefully, even if these people are present, who can be better in that situation!

Looking up at Hua Jin and Ning Hao, who were obviously not close to each other, they still exchanged glances in tacit understanding, and secretly sighed, sure enough, the strong person will be with the other person who is strong, he has already foreseen the scene of the couple being together and abusing people in the future, once these two people are together, there is no weakness at all, and they really feel sad for the enemy who will oppose them in the future.

"It's already rare to be able to feel that war!" everyone said with a smile when they heard Hua Jin say that it was only in the rear.

The person who had just come to the conclusion was still a little proud, feeling that his guess was correct.

Maybe he really went out and walked away, and returned to such a comfortable place again, Hua Jin looked at these Confucian students, but his thoughts were different from before, and the war he experienced was a maturity for them, and it was a kind of comprehension!

Poured himself a glass of wine, Hua Jin picked it up, "How can there be no poetry with wine?" Don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about politics, just drink well today, and have a Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"That's right, that's right, the wine here in Yinxiu is good, wouldn't it be boring if there is no good poetry to help the fun?" Although poetry is a small way, but on the occasion of such a party, you can't always get together in a group of people to say something long, talk about political views, poetry is the most interesting, but also the most relaxing. It doesn't matter if it's well written, if it's well written, it's a bit of a reputation, if it's not well written, the poems are just a small way, and the imperial examination is not examined, absolutely safe topics and games.

"When it comes to composing poetry, we can't compare to Yinxiu, with this genius here, what ugliness do we offer? It's better to drink well and appreciate Hua Yinxiu's poems freely!"

"That's not right, although the poetry is the best on Yinxiu, but we may not write badly, it is everyone together, I can't say that inspiration came, didn't Yinxiu say, the article is natural, and the magic hand is even good. I can't say that after drinking these good wines this time, I will have a good sentence today!" Since it is such a private gathering, it is not interesting to stick to whether the writing is good or not, so it is interesting to get together and participate.

"My brother and I are right, no matter whether the writing is good or not, are you still holding back the interest, since it is a good wine and good food, we will write it wantonly, I look at the courtyard of Yinxiu is excellent, we rarely have such a holiday gathering, it is better not to limit what subject matter, no limit to rhyme, free play, write what we feel, write what you want to write!"

"If that's the case, don't limit any rules, whether it's seven words, five rules, or word cards, don't care, just write at will, whether it's an article or a poem!"

Hua Jin looked at everyone warmly, and his face was full of smiles, he always felt that these ancients were afraid that they always had a tone, and there were always a lot of rules, but it really came to this era that I realized that what future generations saw was only the records in those books, and the contemporary people were living people.

They also have chivalrous warriors who drink and eat meat, and they are more free to drink freely, and they are also like modern young people, full of vitality, full of vitality, and full of hope for the future, and similarly, they are also enjoying their youth in their own way.

"Beautiful my young China, and the sky is not old! Strong my Chinese youth, and the country has no borders!" Seeing the young man talking eloquently in this flower hall, Hua Jin couldn't help but read out the famous articles of his previous life.

At this time, Hua Jin and Hua Cheng were sitting on the top, Hua Jin's voice was extremely low, only Hua Cheng beside her listened, but it was also vague, and looked at the sister next to her in surprise, "What did my sister say just now?"

When Hua Jin saw him asking, he shook his head with a smile and said, "I didn't say anything!" and pointed to the group of young people below, "It seems that everyone is very interested, I asked people to bring a few pots of flowers, and give everyone a good theme for poetry! Didn't you also learn to compose poetry before, and try it today, but you don't have to compare with anyone, but just feel it!"

"Of course, I still have to compare with my sister!" Hua Cheng said confidently.

"Haha, then I'll watch it!" nodded in his heart, in the past many years, for the first time, he saw a refugee who was like a trance big-headed doll without nutrition, and today he is already a young man. When the years pass, no one is always notified, and in the blink of an eye, time has passed.

Hua Jin beckoned to let the begonias who followed him come over, the begonias and lilies were waiting on one side, such a scholar party, it would not bring any subordinates, they were all self-pouring, but comfortable, Begonia saw Hua Jin call herself, and immediately came over "Childe!"

"I have two pots of begonias in my yard and a few pots of chrysanthemums, you let people move them!" Hua Jin said.

Begonia got an errand and immediately went out to find someone to move the flower pots.

"If it is said that there is no restriction on the subject matter, it is inevitable that everyone will sing about my house or stone, if you like it, it is fine, if you don't like it, it is better to use this wine as the title, I have a few pots of good flowers here, let people bring them to everyone to appreciate, and it is also counted as a creative material for the brothers!" Hua Jin said with a smile.