Ning Hao came over to attract attention, everyone wanted to see his poems from a person who had never worked out, and most people wanted to know more about how well his articles were done, after all, he would have to take the same imperial examination in the future. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brother Yachuan has the best good sentences, but Yinxiu's poems are also to be done, today we are gathering at Yinxiu's house, Yinxiu shouldn't not participate in it, right?"

Hua Jin's reputation is so big, and it is such an elegant event as a party in her house, if there is no poetry from her, I am afraid that most of the fun of this party will be lost.

This is not who can help Hua Jin block, Hua Jin himself did not say that he wanted to avoid it, anyway, copying one is copying, copying a hundred is also copying, she can't say that she is just a famous porter, but some are stupid if they don't use it.

"Oh, it's really hard to prepare for today's feast, how can I have any inspiration to write poems and lyrics!" I knew that I couldn't escape, but I still had to struggle.

"Hua Xiaoliu, don't try to shirk it, write us a poem if you say anything today, when the time comes, this poem will be famous for thousands of years, and the people here will also become the story behind this poem!"

Mainly so far, what Hua Jin has written is indeed worthy of this kind of evaluation, and each article is a classic, which has accumulated her reputation as a genius.

"Haha, can't you let me escape?" Hua Jin laughed, jokingly evading.

"I know your Hua Yinxiu's lazy temperament, which time you haven't been forced to squeeze out these good poems, you don't have to struggle with good poems, everyone here knows what kind of person you are, how can you not let you hide!" is as famous as Hua Jin's genius, as well as her lazy temperament.

In layman's terms, it is impossible to let Hua Jin take the initiative to write any poems, this person must be forced to write, but as long as she writes, it must be an amazing work, obviously able to write so well, but Hua Jin never takes the initiative, looking at the poems of Hua Yinxiu that have been circulated so far, there is actually a story of being forced to be helpless behind it, which also makes it difficult for many people to guess this character, and some weird geniuses are very speechless.

Hua Jin can say that if she wasn't forced to do it, she wouldn't want to carry it, and besides, she has a limited memory, and the ones in her head are only a few articles, and what she wrote herself can be regarded as limerick poems is good, and she still has to cherish it, but I'm afraid I can't hide it today.

"Okay, okay, I can't write!" Hua Jin said that she admitted it, and she would write.

Ning Hao stood beside Hua Jin, and glanced at her with some concern, afraid that she was a little reluctant, but saw Hua Jin nodding to himself with a smile, knowing that she was not embarrassed, so he didn't say anything, looking at Hua Jin's performance, he must say that he also wanted to know what kind of work Hua Jin could make this time.

Ning Hao didn't know how other people's husbands and wives got along, but here he liked to see Hua Jin look so casual, watching her shine, watching her so good, but it made him very proud, such a woman is his sweetheart, the two of them like each other, shouldn't they feel happy and happy!

"Bring the wine!" Hua Jin's light purple robe sleeves waved, and Ning Hao took her wine jug from the side.

Hua Jin nodded as a thank you, didn't use a wine glass, raised his head, drove the wine jug into his mouth, and the purple wine fell into Hua Jin's mouth, dripping flowers on Hua Jin's robe.

When everyone saw her like this, they all looked at her, Ning Hao also rarely saw Hua Jin like this, or rather, it has been a long time since she has seen Hua Jin so careless and wanton, too many things have happened in the past two years, and a lot of depression has been suppressed, and the mature and stable Hua Jin has made many people forget, in fact, she has always been so freewheeling, just like her words, just like her people!

The mellow wine entrance, from the esophagus into the stomach, looking at the expectant eyes of everyone, Hua Jin instantly felt that she was enjoying such attention and anticipation, as if she was the center of the world, but soon knew that maybe she was just a little bit drunk!

Lifting the pen and dipping it in ink, after Ning Hao saw the table she chose, as if she had done it thousands of times, she walked to the place next to the table where the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed, and began to study the ink, Hua Jin glanced at him, and the two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Hua Jin, and saw her holding a brush, pushing through the back of the paper.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns!" The young man who Hua Jin called me and my brother looked at the words written by Hua Jin and read them along.

"What a majestic and atmospheric opening!" Hua Jin's poetry style has been many times, there are beautiful and elegant, and there is such an atmospheric style, the original sentence drunk lying on the battlefield Jun Mo smiled, the ancient battle of a few people back, how to write boldly, today's one is even more atmospheric.

After the opening, everyone looked at Hua Jin, and even held their breath, not daring to make a sound to disturb Hua Jin who was writing, many people were thinking, after this majestic opening, how to proceed with the next sentence, and then saw Hua Jin turn to write.

"You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. I thought that the follow-up would be weak because the beginning was too big, but Hua Jin changed his words and came to such a sentence.

Everyone looked at the young man who walked with a dragon and snake in amazement, what kind of talent could he write such a poem?

When the next sentence was written, even Ning Hao, who had been very steady for Hua Jin, couldn't help but pause slightly, "Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon." ”

A group of people looked left and right at the people around them, and there was no doubt that they were about to see a hand-me-down, and those sentences that had been praised by everyone for having good sentences just now seemed very plain.

Some people also looked intently at the words written by Hua Jin, "I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone." exclaimed again and again, this word and sentence is nothing more classic.

"I haven't seen you for two years, Yinxiu's words are about to be completed!" Such casual and unbridled poems, combined with Huajin's wild font, really complement each other, and there is no better match.

And combined with Huajin's work and style all the time, it is also very in line with the artistic conception of this poem, everyone only thinks that after going out for a trip, Huajin has experienced it, in terms of ideology and literature, and has risen a tall building.

Is it really such a good effect to travel thousands of miles, shouldn't they also go out for a walk, maybe they can go to the next level!