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Instead of flipping through the question papers, some people began to sharpen their ink and meditate, such as writing their work.

Some people closed their eyes and began to recuperate, such as Yu Liang.

Some people should do what to do, look at the scroll if they want to look at it twice, grind the ink if they want to grind the ink, look at the people they are interested in, close their eyes if they want to close their eyes and recuperate, reach out and pour a cup of tea when they feel a little thirsty, rub their eyes when they feel a little sleepy, just like today is just an ordinary day, such as Su Yang, Lin Su and Guo Yu.

Not deliberately calm is true calm, because that represents self-confidence.

It wasn't until the third bell rang that the candidates began to write.

Su Yang picked up the pen, did not drop the scroll, looked at the ink words on the scroll, and began to groan.

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Blue clouds, yellow leaves.

The autumn colors are continuous, and the waves are cold and smoky.

The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water.

The grass is ruthless, and it is even more outside the sun.

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The question is to compose a poem that is similar to its artistic conception.

Su Yang is also a college graduate, and the appreciation of poetry is naturally difficult for him, and as long as he can understand this poem, how difficult is it to make a poem with a similar artistic conception? So this is naturally difficult for Su Yang.

The blue sky is embellished with blue clouds, and the earth is covered with withered yellow leaves.

The boundless autumn colors stretch out and merge into the flowing river.

The vast and sparkling river, shrouded in cold and desolate smoke, is empty and verdant.

The mountain peaks reflect the afterglow of the setting sun.

Tianyu, the flowing water that connects the river.

The relentless grass is boundless, stretching until the afterglow of the setting sun does not shine, calling it the far other side.

Naturally, it can be seen that the focus of the whole poem is on an autumn character, and the so-called place that cannot be illuminated by autumn is naturally the place where the thought cannot reach.

In general, it is a description of Qiu Si.

Regarding Qiu Si's poems, Su Yang didn't even need to ask Du Niang, a large number of poems appeared in his mind, and any one of them could reach the point of popularity.

Therefore, Su Yang had a choice.

Pick up the pen immediately.

Withered vines, old trees, faint crows

Small bridges and flowing water

Ancient road west wind thin horse

Sunset

The heartbroken man is at the end of the world

- Tianjingsha Qiusi

The reason why Su Yang chose this poem should not need to be explained much, because he is well known in the world on his side.

A poem that has been pushed to many literati, and a poem that is called the ancestor of autumn thoughts!

Although the length is short, the artistic conception is boundless.

So to express Qiu Si, is there anything more convincing than this one?

From lifting the pen to putting it down, it takes less than a minute.

From putting down the pen to getting up, it takes less than a second.

Su Yang stood up and stood up in the shocked gaze of everyone.

At this moment, it was the time when the candidates racked their brains to think about the poems and texts, and they were frustrated when they considered the words and words, but they found that Su Yang suddenly stood up, so it was really difficult for them not to look at Su Yang.

Shu Ye looked at him, and the palm of the pen tightened slightly.

Guo Yu looked at him, and an undisguised sneer appeared on his face.

Lin Su looked at him with a rather displeased expression.

The originally quiet examination room, because of Su Yang's getting up, there was a lot of discussion, and everyone's eyes moved to the front of the stage with Su Yang's expression.

Did he not write it, or did he finish it?

No one knew, but they expected Su Yang to be the former in their hearts.

Jing Chi in the corner looked a little ugly, because he didn't know whether Su Yang hadn't written or finished, and this uneasy emotion simply made him feel more upset than if he couldn't write.

Because he bet on Su Yang's twenty bottles of Zhuji spiritual liquid!

It's because of the poem that Su Yang wrote on the Lemo Mantra!

Could it really be that he looked away? Could it be that the poem on that spell was not written by Su Yang?

Jing Chi didn't dare to think further.

Only Xue Fu and Liu Xiaohu in the field had confident smiles on their faces, as if it was not Su Yang, but them.

Su Yang walked to the front of the stage and looked at the old man behind him with withered hair and smooth skin and flesh like a young man.

Because Su Yang didn't belong to any of the disciples under the vein, he didn't know this person, but except for him, no one didn't know this person, because he was the Xuanmai Master, the second elder of the Earth Pavilion.

Su Yang handed the rice paper in his hand to the table, and said in a low voice, "Hand in the papers." ”

The old man frowned slightly, and repeated with some displeasure: "Submit the papers? ”

Su Yang was still calm, "Yes, I'll hand in the papers." ”

After receiving Su Yang's affirmative reply, the old man sneered and said, "I knew this was the case, why did you enter this door in the first place?" ”

What do you mean?

Shameful buddy can't answer the question?

Su Yang was not angry, he stretched out his right hand, pushed the rice paper from the end of the table to the old man, and then ignored it and walked towards the outside of the Wenxuan Palace.

The old man frowned slightly, and looked at the back of Su Yang leaving slightly angrily, but when he inadvertently saw the words on the answer sheet, he couldn't take his eyes off anymore, his eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and he was a little shocked, when he wanted to look at the young man just now, he found that the other party had long since disappeared.

The literary examination in the Wenxuan Palace is still continuing, some students bite the tail of the pen, their faces are pale, as if they may faint at any time, and some students are sweating in the cold deep winter air, and there is a faint heat on their bodies, and the atmosphere in the field is particularly depressing.

This year's essay exam questions are too difficult, and if they don't appear on the exam paper, they won't think it's a good poem.

Autumn colors, why is there fragrant grass?

Why is the cold smoke verdant?

Is it ruthless outside the sun, or is the grass outside the sun?

Why is it outside the sun, and what is the significance?

Do you want to tell everyone that there is no grass at the end of the world?

No matter how you rack your brains, after all, manpower is sometimes poor, and there are constantly candidates who lose the battle with the questioners and submit the papers in advance, and then, from time to time, there will be a muffled roar of collapse behind the Wenxuan Palace.

I don't know how long it has been.

Guo Yu began to get up and sort out the test papers.

Lin Su also took a step back and got up.

Then more and more disciples got up and left.

Until the fourth bell rang.

When it was time to hand in the papers, the essay test ended.

The disciples who left the Wenxuan Palace began to vent their anguish in their hearts without concealment, some expressed anger, some sighed, and some showed silence and left this place directly.

Of course, there are also people who are in a happy mood, such as the disciples who crowd around Guo Yu.

Come to think of it, Senior Brother Guo Yu tried it here, and won the top three again, right?

This time, Zuo Yi seems to be a little out of state, and the last batch has only been handed in, and it seems that there are some changes in the top three this year.

Lin Su still looks so calm and composed, it seems that in terms of poetic talent, he disdains to compare with anyone.

But all of this has nothing to do with Su Yang, because the afternoon is the time to vote for the top three in the essay test, so he returned to the Cinnabar Hall early.

Washing rice and steaming rice, and then bored in the stove room to make a fire.

Not long after, Liu Xiaohu returned.

Then, Chev followed.

Then, Jingchi also appeared in the Cinnabar Hall.

Okay, ready to play mahjong.