"Parting?" Li Kehua was slightly stunned, looked at Hua Yu and couldn't help asking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, whether you are leaving somewhere or sending off relatives and friends, you can write it, of course, we can limit it, you must write ancient poems."

Hua Yu nodded, his eyes flashed with a certain brilliance, looked at a few people and nodded, and then said.

"Well, parting poems? Since ancient times, the most parting poems have been written, but there are really not many high-quality parting poems.

This is a good plan, so the second scene will be set as a parting poem! Let's see what kind of surprise this little guy can bring us! ”

Li Kehua touched his chin, and the corners of his mouth slightly brought up a faint smile.

However, outside the gate at this moment, more than a dozen people stood together, Wang Feng looked at Ding Feng, with a faint sneer, and said to Ding Feng: "I think you should leave directly, and hurry out a poem in the last three minutes, what good things can be." ”

Ding Feng glanced at Wang Feng lightly and did not speak.

However, at this time, Zhao Weier came here and looked at Ding Feng with a hint of worry in her eyes.

asked Ding Feng: "Ding Feng, how is it?" ”

Before Ding Feng could speak, Wang Feng on the side said loudly: "It is estimated that he will be eliminated soon, the first twenty minutes, completely playing there, and the last three minutes, he hurriedly wrote a poem casually, can he not be eliminated?" ”

Zhao Wei'er frowned, glanced at Wang Feng, and ignored him, "Ding Feng, is it really like what he said?" ”

"Don't worry, I'll definitely make the cut." Ding Feng's tone did not fluctuate, and he said very indifferently, and Wang Feng sneered.

Said: "Still hard-mouthed? Just what you wrote in three minutes, it's good to be able to see it, and you dare to say here that you will definitely be able to advance? Hahaha! Don't give up if you don't get to the Yellow River! It's the biggest joke I've heard this year! ”

Wang Feng pointed at Ding Feng, covering his stomach, looking extremely exaggerated, laughing there.

Ding Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't say much.

It was Zhao Wei'er who grabbed Ding Feng's palm and asked Ding Feng, "Ding Feng, are you sure?" ”

Ding Feng showed a smile, "Don't worry! 100% sure. ”

However, Wang Feng, who was on the side, looked at the two of them with hot eyes, "100% sure?" Cut! I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue! ”

Ding Feng didn't speak, and at this time, the door of the venue opened, and it was quiet for a moment.

Hua Yu held a piece of paper in his hand and began to speak: "Now we will start reading out the list of promoted personnel!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Weier held Ding Feng's palm and slightly exerted herself.

"Wu Sanshi, Huang Bingxing, Wang Feng......"

One by one, the names were read out, and Zhao Wei'er's heart was hung high, holding Ding Feng's palm, tightening more and more.

After a long time, he didn't hear Ding Feng's name, and the corners of Wang Feng's mouth on the side were already grinning, and he couldn't wait to laugh out loud.

However, Hua Yu above glanced at Ding Feng from time to time, seeing that Ding Feng did not have the slightest sense of nervousness, and always kept a smile on his face, feeling a little surprised.

Li Xiaomo and ...... Ding Feng! All of the above personnel have been promoted! Those who have not been read out will all be eliminated! Ten minutes later, the second trial began. ”

Hua Yu looked at Ding Feng again, looking at Ding Feng as a matter of course, but he was slightly stunned, and soon came back to his senses, turned around and walked into the venue.

However, Zhao Weier on the side breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment, her palms were already full of sweat, patted her chest, looked at Ding Feng, and showed a smile on her delicate face.

"Look, I'll just say it, I'm definitely going to make the cut." Ding Feng showed a shallow smile, like the scorching sun, which made Zhao Wei'er's face flush slightly.

"Hmm!" Zhao Wei'er nodded, stood on tiptoe, and gently left a kiss on Ding Feng's cheek.

This time it broke the hearts of many people.

However, that Wang Feng, the anger in his eyes was even worse, he clenched his fists, glanced at Zhao Wei'er, and said coldly: "It's just luck!" I don't believe you'll be able to get through the second one! Wait for failure! Hum! ”

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he turned around and left directly.

Ding Feng shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "Who knows what the situation is?" This man is insane, right? ”

Listening to Ding Feng's words, Zhao Wei'er's eyes flickered slightly.

Ten minutes passed, and Ding Feng and the others entered the venue again, and Professor Ouyang and the three of them, with a dignified look, were sitting on it.

After listening to the theme of the second scene, Ding Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Parting poems, there has been no shortage since ancient times, but now it is suddenly let us write, and it is limited to be ancient poems, it seems that the song "Yellow Crane Tower" has caused a bit of a big impact......"

The corners of Ding Feng's mouth hooked slightly, and he turned the pen, "Since it's a parting...... Then find another way and write that one. ”

Ding Feng didn't think much about it, and he didn't start writing directly like the last one: "Shangshan Morning Trip".

Ding Feng paused slightly, and then continued to write.

Get up in the morning to march to the priesthood, and go to the hometown of sorrow.

The sound of chickens is in the month of Maodian, and the track of Banqiao frost.

Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, citrus aurantium flower Ming post wall.

Because of the dream of Du Ling, the wild goose is full of returning to the pond.

After the poem was written, Ding Feng put down his pen directly, and then closed his eyes.

At the same time, however, the others continued to meditate there.

After all, this is a parting poem, and a parting poem is easy to write, but it is not so easy to write a parting poem.

Half an hour passed quickly, and Ding Feng and the others walked out of the door again, but Wang Feng frowned and sighed secretly.

He was a bit of a slaughter this time, after all, he was good at modern poetry, not this ancient poetry.

But then he glanced at Ding Feng, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint sneer, he didn't think that Ding Feng could write any good poems.

However, everyone just walked out, and the three people sitting on it completely lost their majestic appearance and quickly ran to the front of Ding Feng's seat.

Li Kehua quickly picked up the blank paper and looked at it, but Hua Yu said in a very anxious manner: "Hurry up, read it, what did this kid write?" ”

"Well, I'll read it, get up in the morning to march to the priesthood, and the guest travels to mourn his hometown......"

A poem was read quickly, and the white paper was put down by Li Kehua, and Professor Ouyang frowned, walked to the side of the white paper, stared at the poem, and did not speak.

"A good poem, the sound of chickens, thatched shops, the moon, the tracks, Banqiao, frost! It's very good, although it's not as good as the previous "Yellow Crane Tower", but it's also a masterpiece, after all, parting poems are difficult to write. Li Kehua nodded and said slowly.

"That's right, the arrangement of the six images is perfect, and the most rare thing is that the sound is sonorous, and it reads like a spring of water in the throat. It's a boutique indeed. Hua Yu also nodded, and couldn't help but praise, "This kid has two poems in a row that are so powerful, it seems that it is not so simple." ”

At the moment when the two of them had just finished speaking, Professor Ouyang's brows furrowed and he exclaimed, "No! This poem is not inferior to the song "Yellow Crane Tower", this poem can be on a par with "Yellow Crane Tower"! It's a great poem! ”