As expected, Xingya's opening song and the shape like the goddess of the moon directly received an enthusiastic response from the audience's shouts and applause. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the song fell, it took a full ten seconds for the audience to gradually stop at her signal.

"First of all, I want to thank Binglin, thank him for his "Ordinary Road", yesterday when I went back to understand what he said, I found that my mentality has changed, becoming more calm, more optimistic, and more ordinary, thank you." She bowed in the direction of the box where Binglin was.

changed her look, Xingya was like a different person, Xingya, who had long been used to making two mistakes and laughing at everyone from time to time, suddenly became a goddess, but the audience did not feel any abruptness, after listening to her words, even many viewers felt the same way, they are the same as Xingya, because of "Ordinary Road", the mentality has changed, and some people who have been stuck in the bottleneck for a period of time have even broken through inexplicably, therefore, many people are grateful to Binglin.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense today, let's go straight to today's topic, poetry and wonder! The poetic theme of the last Star and Moon Festival was flowers, and I vaguely remember the fierce scene when each showed its magical powers, a hundred flowers bloomed, and no flowers were better than flowers. There is a scenery that many people yearn for, and that is the full moon night! The last session has been compared to flowers, and today we are in such a charming night, everyone should have guessed today's theme, tell me loudly, what is our theme today? ”

"Moon!"

"That's right, today's theme is to compose poems or lyrics with the theme of the moon, and of course, it's still the old rule, if you choose to compose lyrics, then you need to sing the words in a singing way. Next, I would like to invite tonight's talents to present us with a wonderful feast of poetry. ”

When the audience was still applauding, a figure fell into the arena first, which made everyone slightly startled, I don't know if this person had already guessed the theme or quickly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, if it was the latter, then this person's talent must be extremely outstanding.

When everyone saw the person who came, their eyes lit up, and many people in Tianyu City recognized that the person who came was the eldest grandson of the eldest grandson's family, the eldest grandson Ling, although the others looked at the eldest grandson Ling, but the latter's beauty was still enough to make them feel a little good.

"It is worthy of being a famous talented woman in Tianyu City, I have long heard that the eldest grandson has a daughter who is both talented and beautiful, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is proficient in everything, presumably the poems she makes must be good poems and good words." Binglin laughed.

The paper used in the poem is the very famous Lijiang spirit paper of the Tianyu Empire, this kind of spirit paper is produced in the beautiful Lijiang town of Tianyun City, and is made of a kind of spirit bamboo unique to Lijiang Town as a raw material, although it is certainly not comparable to the best spirit paper in the mainland, but in the Tianyu Empire, this spirit paper is the best.

The biggest role of spirit paper is to be able to use spiritual power to project things on the paper, which is widely used in teaching, and some better spirit paper has some unique effects.

The eldest grandson Ling is not only beautiful, but the most eye-catching thing is the extremely proud figure and the round and slender jade legs, such a hot delicate body makes a group of wolves drool.

She gracefully lifted the brush on the table, skillfully dipped it in some ink, shook it lightly and elegantly on the inkstone, and finally prepared to put down the pen.

In the poetry, in addition to paper, whether pen, ink, inkstone, are the best brands of the Tianyu Empire.

The brush fell steadily on the Lijiang paper, and the spiritual power was input, and the mellow and delicate handwriting of the eldest grandson Ling appeared in mid-air, just like her proud figure, and even her words appeared round and full, without losing the feminine beauty and softness.

"When I returned, I heard that the clouds and mist were gone, and 100,000 heroic souls died for the country.

It was difficult to sleep at night, and once upon a time I hated long nights.

Where does the snow come in July? Either light frost is moonshine.

The red-sleeved robe is full of sorrow, and he doesn't like red makeup and loves silver guns. ”

With the successful fall of the last hook of the word "gun", a seven-character poem by Changsun Ling was completely presented in front of everyone.

"I didn't expect my cousin to have such a dream in her heart."

"It's really admirable, seeing this poem, the defeat of Yunwu Mountain a few months ago seems to have happened recently, the world thinks that the daughter of the eldest grandson is the most famous lady in Tianyu City, who can understand that she actually yearns to kill the enemy in person to serve the country. Ay! ”

"Hmph, it's not because there is a waste general, if it weren't for the waste who fell into the enemy's plan three times, how could hundreds of thousands of soldiers be annihilated, I really don't know how many families of white-haired people send black-haired people, but they can't even see the corpses of their relatives, and they can't return to their homeland if they die fighting for the country, and they can't return to their homeland for peace, it's really chilling."

"When the good news of the Ten Nations Competition made the whole country excited, I don't know how many people had already forgotten the miserable defeat of Yunwu Mountain, and the princes and nobles still held banquets to celebrate for days, but it was a girl who was still studying in the academy who was worried about the front line, which was really ashamed."

The poem was highly praised by the audience, and the meaning expressed in the poem is not difficult to understand.

The poem tells the story of the triumphant return of the eldest grandson Ling with the large army with great results, and as soon as he returned, he heard the bad news of the defeat of the border Yunwu Mountain, and more than 100,000 soldiers became the cruel victims of the war. At night, she couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, and for the first time in her life, she hated that the night was too long. Blurred eyes swept across the windowsill by tears, she wondered why it was only July when it began to snow and frost, and after looking carefully in the past, she found that it was not light frost on the windowsill, but moonlight, and the red sleeves in the boudoir and the border soldiers came out under the same moon, with the same melancholy in her heart, and who understood that she did not love red makeup like other girls in her heart, but was more eager to mention the silver gun to fight on the battlefield.

After a little muttering, she added the title of the poem at the top of the poem - "July Cold Window Snow".

The snow flew in July, which concealed the tragic ending of the defeat of Yunwu Mountain.

"Hmph, do you see, it's all the waste you picked out, in the future, I will not stuff your crooked melons and cracked dates into the Black Bear Army, the defeat of Yunwu Mountain has too much impact on me, not only the people are disappointed in the Black Bear Army, but also in the battle for the throne, it also left me a stain." The eldest prince Yu Xingtian said coldly.

"Yes, keep in mind the subordinates." Tie Xuan's back was full of cold sweat, the defeated army of Yunwu Mountain was the Black Bear Army under his command, and naturally belonged to the army under the command of the Great Prince, and the main general of the army in Yunwu Mountain was a close relative of his, and his ability was extremely mediocre, that is, the kind of crooked melon and cracked jujube that Yu Xingtian said, when this kind of thing happened, his responsibility was naturally unshirkable.

If it was only a loss of thousands of troops, it would not be a big deal, but this was a full 100,000 soldiers, even if it only accounted for a dozen of the black bear army with millions of people, it would still make Yu Xingtian's military strength and vitality greatly damaged, plus the political impact caused by it, if it wasn't for Tie Sha being his most trusted subordinate and extremely capable, he would have been so angry that he would have been dismantled into pieces.

Although the beauty of the moon is not described in the poem, it is also written about the moon without deviating from the topic, and it is a good poem praised by most people.

The second one who went up was still a freshman from Tianyu Academy, Ye Xiaoyou was actually one of the best geniuses in the past, but he was born in this era, but he didn't have much sense of existence at all, and he was also a genius of the Ye family, the four major families of Tianyun City, and he could only hate being born at the wrong time.

Even Binglin didn't have much impression of this delicate-looking little girl, and only vaguely remembered seeing it once or twice.

Although Ye Xiaoyou is not famous, he still made a good poem, which made many people applaud.

She wrote a seven-character quatrain called "Painting the Moon".

The text is as follows:

The moon's branches are full of frost,

Warm tea incense condenses the pen into a hook.

Mosa's night flying star show,

Just when the wind came to draw the moon boat.

In just four lines of poetry, two paintings are written, and the poem switches freely between painting and reality, and it is actually a quiet and peaceful moonlight written quite lively, flying stars, wind, and moon boats, making the picture smart and cheerful, and allowing people to sketch this amazing picture in their minds.

The third poem is a woman in her twenties, a disciple from the Fire Sect, and she composed a poem.

"The Ugly Slave and the Boudoir"

It is really difficult to find the return of Panjun, and the rain adds to the sorrow. The rain adds to the sorrow, and the koi fish in the pond swim freely.

The cloud lane faint reflects the lonely building, and the flower path is quiet. The flower path is quiet, and the moon is closed before the court.

Her poignant singing voice makes the simple words even more moving, and anyone can hear her deep longing for her sweetheart.

With three poems in a row, Bing Lin could see that everyone's overall level was indeed quite high, but he didn't have much pressure in his heart, not to mention his own literary talent and not afraid of the current scene, not to mention that there were countless famous stories left by countless predecessors in the Tang and Song dynasties in China, and he had already made up his mind in his heart.