"It's so well written, this literary dream is so well written."

"Yes, I wrote all the dreams of my youth and the broken dreams after they were a little bigger, and it was only a few lines, but the sadness revealed in it after the dream was broken was overflowing, and the pen power was too strong."

"Drinking instead of dreams, the sound of wine glasses clinking is the sound of broken dreams. Well written, really well written. ”

The audience at the scene was still in the atmosphere of the first modern poem written by Chen Ze, who knew that they immediately saw the second poem and fell into it again.

And although this modern poem is only a few lines, the appeal of the table is even stronger than the previous one.

And the feelings expressed in the two poems are completely different, one is from a girl, and the other is about the failure to pursue your dreams. What does this mean, this can show that Chen Ze is not only able to write modern poetry, but also very proficient.

Thinking of this, all Chen Ze's fans at the scene became excited, and they were very much looking forward to what Chen Ze would write in his third poem.

Under the attention of everyone, after Chen Ze finished writing the second poem, he walked in front of the third piece of rice paper.

The third piece of rice paper has no title on it, only a poem:

"A qiē is fate,

A qiē is a cloud of smoke,

A qiē is the beginning without an ending,

A qiē is a fleeting pursuit.

There is no smile in a qiē joy,

There are no tears in a single qiē suffering,

A qiē language is repetitive,

A qiē interaction is the first meeting,

A qiē lament is in my heart,

The past is in a dream,

A qiē hope is accompanied by a note,

A qiē faith is groaned,

There is a moment of tranquility in a qiē outbreak,

A qiē death has a lengthy echo. ”

"What's this title?"

Seeing the poem on the rice paper, everyone at the scene was stunned, the first two were given titles, and poems were written around this topic. But this one, I actually gave a poem directly, what does this mean? Why write poems when there are already poems?

Chen Ze frowned, looked at this poem, and was stunned in place, as if he didn't know the meaning of this topic.

"This poem is written by myself, it is my own favorite poem, there is no one." At this time, the person who wrote the question smiled, "My topic is, Chen Ze, you can write a poem based on this poem of mine." ”

"What, how can there be such a subject."

"That's right, it's too hard to write another poem based on one poem."

"Don't say it, this poem is actually quite well written."

"It's because it's good, so it's too difficult to write another poem at all, and it's completely difficult for Chen Ze to come up with a title like this."

When they heard the man's words, they all said. Everyone thinks that this topic is too difficult, and if you only give one topic according to the previous one, you can still play around the topic.

But now, I actually gave a poem, how can this be written? How to play? I can't help it.

Hearing the audience's words, a smug smile appeared on the face of the person who came up with the title. This topic was something he thought about for a long time before discussing it with others, although he was also frightened by Chen Ze just now, he didn't expect Chen Ze to be so able to write modern poems, in less than a minute, he actually wrote two poems in a row.

But this one is completely different, this is my favorite poem, and it is not an ordinary difficulty to write another poem based on my own poem.

The person who asked the question thought that even Chen Ze would probably have to be embarrassed there, and a smile appeared on his face.

"What's so hard about that!"

At this moment, Chen Ze opened his mouth and did something that everyone expected. I saw that after he heard the title clearly, like the previous two poems, he actually picked up his pen and wrote the poem directly.

"Damn, it's like this again, I almost didn't think about it at all, and I just wrote it out."

"It's too fake, it's too fake, the first two can be written so quickly and barely acceptable, and this one can be written so quickly? How is this possible. ”

"Kneel, I really want to kneel down for Chen Ze, he is really powerful, he is so powerful, he can write this question at once, is this still a person?"

The audience was frightened by Chen Ze's actions.

"How is it possible, how is this possible!"

The smile on the questioner's face immediately froze, and he muttered to himself, unable to believe what was happening in front of him. He thought that he could stump Chen Ze's topic, but he was not taken seriously by Chen Ze at all, and he didn't even think about it, so he wrote it directly.

I can't believe it!

"Chen Ze must be writing blindly, otherwise it would not be possible to be so fast."

The questioner thought in his heart, he hurriedly walked to Chen Ze's side and looked at the poem written by Chen Ze.

"It's not a big tree, it's all broken by the storm,

It's not a qiē seed, and you can't find the soil to take root,

It's not a qiē true love, it's all lost in the desert of people's hearts,

It's not a dream, it's willing to have its wings broken.

No, it's not a qiē, it's all like you said!

It's not a qiē flame, they only burn themselves, and don't illuminate others,

Not a qiē star, all indicate only darkness, not the dawn;

It's not a qiē song, it all grabs the ears, but it doesn't stay in the heart.

No, it's not a qiē, it's all like you said!

It's not that a qiē appeal has not reverberate,

Not a single loss can not be compensated,

Not all the abysses are perishable,

Not all perishing is covered over the heads of the weak,

Not a qiē soul can be stepped on under your feet and blocked in the mud,

It's not a qiē consequence, it's all tears and blood marks, and it doesn't show joy.

The present is pregnant with the future,

The future is all grown in its yesterday.

hope, and fight for it,

Please put this qiē on your shoulder. ”

"It's a good poem, it's so well written."

Seeing this song written by Chen Ze, someone in the audience immediately called out.

"Yes, this one is simply a direct response to the title poem. Although the title poem has good literary value, it is too negative between the lines. But this one, it refutes the negativity in that song, and it is positive, telling people that good hope is the real future, and it is well written, and it is really well written. The comparison between the previous one and Chen Ze is simply too petty. ”

"Chen Ze is so talented, I don't think there is a better response to that than this one. That topic is to write a poem at all, who knew that Chen Ze actually wrote such a rebuttal poem directly, and it was written so well, Chen Ze is really amazing. ”

And everyone should also take into account that this one was written by Chen Ze without thinking at all. Thinking of this, I think Chen Ze's talent is still above our imagination, it is really amazing. ”

The audience said one after another, and everyone didn't expect that Chen Ze would be able to write such a response poem all at once, and write it so well.

Even under the correspondence of his poem, the previous one by the author of the title has become quite childish and bleak.

On the stage, after the person who asked the question saw Chen Ze's poem clearly, his face was like ashes. He didn't expect Chen Ze to really write such a poem so quickly and answer his question.

And this poem that I have been proud of for so many years turned out to be useless by his poem, and I didn't even have the ability to refute it.

Thinking of this, the questioner felt dizzy for a while, his face was pale, and he seemed to be about to faint.

Chen Ze didn't look at him, and after the last word of the third poem was written, he came directly to the last piece of rice paper, that is, Fu Weisheng.

"I didn't expect you to come to me so soon." Fu Weisheng said.

"There's a lot more you can't think of." Chen Zedao.

"Really? Your previous question is indeed very amazing, but I believe that you will definitely not be able to pass this question. Fu Weisheng spoke, looking very confident.

"Really? Then you can try. Chen Ze was indifferent and didn't take Fu Weisheng's words seriously at all.

"Okay."

Fu Weisheng smiled slightly, uncovered the paper on his rice paper, and saw two big words written on it: anti-war! (To be continued.) )