As soon as the upper que came out, everyone was intoxicated, and as soon as the lower que came out, the whole audience was impressed!

The whole poem had already fallen in the air, and everyone had opened their eyes, when it was clear that they should be talking about their opinions, but no one knew how to express their feelings. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After listening to a sigh, sighing at the birth of a stunning work, I didn't know how to express my feelings for a long time, and sighed again, sighing out the severance of this word.

Binglin didn't have so many thoughts at this time, and after he finished writing this poem, he suddenly found a doubt in his heart, why the culture of this world has so many similarities with Huaxia, words, language, music, poems, and even festivals.

There is also a Mid-Autumn Festival in the Shengtian Continent, which is still August 15 every year, it is still the day when the moon is the fullest, and it is still the night of reunion.

Even a fool would not believe that this was a coincidence, wasn't his crossing a complete accident? The only positive conclusion he could get now was that the Holy Heaven Continent and the earth definitely had a certain connection with Huaxia, but obviously the people around him didn't know about the existence of the earth at all, and when he said that he had dreamed for the past twenty years, no one had any abnormal reaction.

He couldn't figure out what the connection was, maybe he would have to wait until later to get an explanation, he thought.

Xia Que finally told them why this word is called the Mid-Autumn Moon, a sentence of "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together" to express thousands of wishes for the family, a sentence for thousands of years, but so.

Everyone in the Shadow Sword Sect was pale and defeated, they knew that they had lost to this guy called Binglin, even if they were unwilling in their hearts, they had to admit that the degree of evil in Binglin was a rare genius in a hundred or even a thousand years even in them.

"I really didn't misread anyone, since the birth of the Tianyu Empire, the Binglin brothers deserve to be the first day of Tianyu, I'm sure that when he grows up in the future, he will definitely be able to surpass the achievements of Bai Xiang's predecessors back then, if he has the ambition to build a force, I'm afraid there will be another legendary era in the future." Yu Xingyang sighed.

Ying Meng was like a defeated peacock at this time, dejected, in order to leave the stage as soon as possible, she forced a smile and said, "Binglin, you are very powerful, to be honest, although our positions are different, I still admire you very much, if we have different positions, we may still become friends, your song "Water Tune Song Head" has taught me, and I am convinced." ”

Yingmeng's disgraced departure made the audience's hearts even more happy, and all the depression and unhappiness in their hearts before were swept away.

Anyone can see that Binglin's song completely crushed Yingmeng's "Water Tune Song Head", the reason why this song can be passed down through the ages is not only because of his perfect words and artistic conception, but also because of its beautiful tune.

Perhaps it was the appearance of "Water Tune Song Head: Mid-Autumn Moon" that was too shocking, and no one dared to show off their skills on stage after five minutes passed after the ice forest went down, although the atmosphere of the scene did not look awkward because of this, because the audience was still enthusiastically discussing their opinions on "Water Tune Song Head", there is no doubt that almost everyone praised it, as if this song could not be exaggerated.

Out of helplessness, after urgent deliberation by Xing Ningxiang and others, they decided to change the theme, and it is definitely not possible to continue to write about the moon, the aura of this poem is too big, with this masterpiece in the town, if you continue to write the moon in the future, it can only be reduced to an inconspicuous supporting role, even if it is a masterpiece itself, it may be dwarfed by comparison.

I don't know if it's the organizer's naughty or what the intention is, the theme after the change is still one word - love!

"The head of the family, isn't it good to take love as the theme, after all, they are not yet adults, and they are only new to feelings at most, how can they write any good works." Some of the elders felt that this theme was not appropriate, and they were very puzzled by the decision of Xing Ningxiang and Yue Yiyi.

Yue Yiyi smiled and said, "It's okay, don't underestimate these little guys, look at the little princess of other people's Xing family, how touching her feelings for Binglin are, and the little guy of the Yun family, who is not obsessed with Xingmeng's little girl?" You can't underestimate these young people, especially Binglin's generation, it's amazing! ”

Xing Ningxiang glanced at her, and said angrily: "Just say it, why do you have nothing to do with my daughter, my daughter likes Binglin, which means that she has a good vision, and an excellent young man like the Yun family boy likes my daughter, which means that she is highly attractive." I see that you proposed to use 'love' as the theme, in order to stimulate your family, others don't understand you, can I still understand you? ”

Yue Yiyi rolled her eyes, looking helpless: "Okay, okay, I really can't hide anything from you, you naturally don't need to worry about it, that little guy from the Yun family is not bad, if it weren't for him being so obsessed with your dream girl, I can't help but want him to be the son-in-law of the Yue family, don't you think I don't know, the spirit girl seems to be on good terms with the kid from the Tianyun Zhou family, right?" The two girls in your family have abducted the two best little guys in Tianyun, and our Xiaoru still hasn't seen any signs of anyone in his favorite, can I not be in a hurry? ”

"Come on, you are the emperor who is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, how old is Ru girl now? With the appearance of Ru girl, can you still worry about finding a good boy? You don't have to worry about it, there will be something you should have, and it's useless to worry about what you don't. ”

"Aren't I worried that she can't see well, you say that if she falls in love with an ordinary person, what should I do? Oppose? With her temper, she might do something stupid, agree, right? How could I be willing to entrust my daughter to someone who has no ability. Seeing that Xing Ningxiang's two daughters are good candidates, she naturally feels a little anxious about her daughter's affairs.

Although many people are a little puzzled by the new theme, many talented women can't control these.

It's a pity, despite the change of theme, a full hour and a half has passed, and there are more than 20 people in a row, none of which have particularly eye-catching works, and it seems that it is indeed because these young people don't know much about love, almost all of these works are about family and friendship, and there are only three articles about love, and they are all relatively mediocre.

"I'll give you a song too." In the past two days, from time to time, someone wrote songs and poems and lyrics specifically for whom, mentioning love words, which reminded Binglin of a sentence that he particularly liked, although "Water Tune Song Tou Mid-Autumn Moon" is good, but it is not specifically written for anyone, and this poem is what he wrote specifically for Xue Rou.

"I like 'Water Tune Song Head' very much." She didn't want Binglin to be too reluctant, and she didn't lie, this song "Water Tune Song Head" made her suddenly understand that she might really be too obsessed with revenge, but I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together, she suddenly understood that she seemed to cherish the people around her more well, the deceased is gone, revenge is not in a hurry, as long as Binglin is safe, she feels at ease.

"It's okay, wait for me." Binglin said softly, then got up and walked out again.

It wasn't until he went out that the other women reacted.

"Wow, do you want to write a poem for Sister Rou, I'm looking forward to it!" Yan Huanhuan's face was full of excitement.

The other three also chattered, and without exception, they were all extremely excited about what kind of words Binglin was going to send Xue Rou.

It seemed that they were infected in the room, and the audience outside suddenly became excited, they didn't expect Binglin to go up to write poems again, almost everyone wanted to know what kind of poems related to love Binglin would write. Affection? Camaraderie? Or love? Of course, as bystanders, they naturally want to see Binglin write a poem about love, after all, the latter not only received Xingmeng's singing confession yesterday, but also has a girl as good as Xue Rou by his side.

There is still no mud and water, and after the ice forest goes up, I directly come to the table, pick up the pen, dip the ink, and put down the pen.

"Touching the Fish, Words of the Wild Goose"

Seeing the title, it is really another word, and the word card of touching the fish is not a commonly used word card, however, for the title, everyone has a little doubt, Yanqiu Ci? What exactly is this to write about?

However, their doubts were soon answered.

"What is the situation in the world? Orthodox people promise life and death ......"

Everyone understands that this poem is about love, just one sentence, the greatness of love, shocking and intuitive presentation in front of everyone, everyone is obsessed with repeating this sentence, and the mood can not be calmed down for a long time.

A middle-aged man who looked like a middle-aged uncle sighed with emotion, which was recognized by the people around him.

What he said was: "When you are more than half a hundred years old, you will know what true feelings are." ”

Under the gaze of everyone in shock again, the poem was quickly completed.

"What is the situation in the world? Straight Christians promise life and death. Heaven and earth north and south double flyers, the old wings several times cold and summer. Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children. You should have a saying, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to?

Hengfen Road, lonely and drummed. The smoke is still calm. The soul is a little more groaning, and the mountain ghosts are crying in the wind. Heaven and earth are jealous, unbelievable, warblers and swallows are loess. Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu. ”

"This is a scene I witnessed in the world of my dreams, the wild goose, a migratory bird that migrates with the weather conditions, often in groups, and at that time, I witnessed a hunter shoot a wild goose soaring in the sky, and the other wild goose hovering in the air and screaming, convinced that its mate was dead and dead, it swooped headfirst to the ground and died on the ground. At that time, the hunter and I were deeply shocked, and we buried the two geese together in the earth, and later, the local people learned about it and renamed Hengfen Road Yanqiu. ”

With Binglin's introduction, everyone finally understood the meaning of the whole poem, and it turned out that the life and death promise of the Zhijiao people was not only an expression of Binglin's concept of love, but also a deep shock to the martyrdom of the wild goose. Even birds know that they are martyred for love, but as human beings, few people have really had love.

Although it only describes the story of the martyrdom of a wild goose, only the first sentence is enough to make this poem pass down through the ages.

Xingmeng's emotions are very complicated now, some bitter, some shocked, some admired, some unwilling, maybe Binglin also had the meaning of rejecting her when he wrote this poem. If he loves Xue Rou to the point of life and death, then how can she occupy a small place in his heart.

She suddenly wanted to find a place to hide and cry quietly.

In just two days, Xue Rou was once again moved to tears by the ice forest, she had already forgotten that there were still a few people around her, and she cried so forgetfully. And Bu Xin'er also tacitly looked away, pretending not to see it.

"Stupid! Who rarely makes a promise to you in life and death, even if one day I really die, I hope you can live well. She kept scolding Binglin stupid in her heart, and she couldn't scold anything else except stupid.