Tianxing frowned and looked at it, and his heart became more and more confused, but at this moment, the white-bearded elder who had been sitting on the high platform moved, only to see him slowly get up, first walked to the pair of women on the left, stroked the goatee, looked at their pagoda poems, and after a while, then nodded approvingly: "Not bad, not bad." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" said and turned his head to look at the woman in yellow sitting on the seat, and praised, "Your one-word to seven-character poems, the title of the essay is novel and ingenious, and I want to understand the word tears." ”

Hearing this, the woman in yellow got up, raised her hand and bowed to the white-bearded elder, "Thank you for the compliment." Since I came to the Divine Grace Clan the day before yesterday, I have been tossing and turning, thinking of my father and mother who were far away in the Baiji Kingdom, thinking of their earnest entrustment when they went out, and thinking of how many tears have been left in ancient and modern times, and even more tears are like springs, and I can't help myself, so I wrote a poem to express my worries. ”

It turned out that the beauty in yellow in front of her was the princess of Baiji Kingdom, no wonder Wen Si was so talented, worthy of the name of the princess.

Elder Whitebeard nodded when he heard this, then turned his head to look at the beauty in green, and said with a kind expression: "Your poems are also good, using a lot of stories, making the poems vivid and not old-fashioned, and quite interesting to read, especially the last sentence, which is the essence of the whole poem, but it's a pity that ......" Elder Whitebeard said, pondered for a while, and then continued, "It's still not as good as the princess's poems, so it's only after the princess." ”

When the woman in green heard this, she shook her head sensibly: "It's okay, Biluo's poems are indeed not as good as princesses." ”

"Hmm." Seeing that this woman named Biluo was so humble, Elder Whitebeard was very satisfied, he nodded, and said with a smile, "But it doesn't matter, in short, you all passed, but the ranking is different." ”

It seems that the woman who passed the competition is competing for the first place here, no wonder the level of poetry written is so high.

Thinking of this, Tianxing couldn't help but turn his head to look at the pair of women on his right.

Since these two women can squeeze into the top four, presumably this poem is not written blindly, and there must be its subtlety. But she was curious, what kind of poems were they comparing?

Just thinking about it, he saw the white-bearded elder walk to the right, he walked in front of the woman in red first, stroked the white goatee, nodded and said: "The egret is walking and falling on the shallow river, and the yellow finch is crying in the spring dream." The rivers are sunny and the flowers and trees are warm, the stars are sparse and the moon is bright and the evening breeze is cool. Yes, yes, it reads like this, but it is quite smooth, and there is no sense of disobedience. ”

Hey? What's going on? Listening to Elder Whitebeard recite this poem, Tianxing couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

This poem is clearly "The stars are sparse and the moon is clear, the evening breeze is cool, the rivers are sunny, the flowers and trees are warm." The yellow finch cries the spring dream, and the egret travels down the shallow river. "How did it come to Elder Whitebeard's mouth that the order had changed? Why did he read the poem upside down?

Just as he was puzzled, he saw that the white-bearded elder had already come to the woman in purple, he frowned and looked at the poem displayed in front of the woman in purple, and sighed: "Ten thousand silences are not empty, all things are not lonely, all things are not me, all things are not me." Things and I forget them, and Brahma is ethereal. This is the great realm. ”

Tianxing saw that Elder Whitebeard not only read the poem upside down, but also praised this four-character poem that she was least optimistic about had a great realm, and she was immediately stunned, raising her eyes and looking at the woman in purple without blinking, her heart full of doubts and surprises.

Four words, can it also be considered poetry? Tianxing thought about it, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she remembered an incident that happened yesterday.

Last night, in order to successfully pass today's competition, she read a lot of books on the poetry and wine culture of the human race, and she saw it very late, and later, she was a little tired physically and mentally, so that the book in the back was just a few pages casually, and after understanding it, she threw it aside. And this "Book of Ancient Poetry" happened to be pressed by her at the bottom, and when she turned it, her brain was already groggy, so she glanced at it casually, turned a few pages in the clouds, and threw it aside, who didn't know that the poems in it were all four-character, but she only reviewed the five-word and seven-word poems last night, and there were some interesting poems, and before she could see this, her spirit was tired, so she ignored this book.

In the final analysis, in fact, this "Book of Ancient Poetry" is the oldest form and origin of human poetry, thousands of years ago, the human race was written in four characters, but later with the development and change of the human race, this slowly evolved into seven words of poetry, pagoda poems and many other types, so to speak, she swallowed dates, put the cart before the horse.

Thinking about thousands of years ago, Gu Diao smelled the four-character sentences she realized, and said that she was the poetic soul of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, but it was not wrong, it seems that the four characters can also become poems, so it is not wrong.

Now the woman in purple only said sixteen words, which caused Elder Whitebeard to sigh, if she came on the stage today and read out the four-character poem she wrote before, wouldn't Elder Whitebeard be full of praise? Tsk, after all, that poem is a combination of his own promotion to the sixth-order demon immortal's state of mind and understanding, it is absolutely comparable to very people, at that time, even the Gu Eagle, who was the eighth-order demon emperor, was full of praise for that poem, what words are beautiful, hearing this poem can cleanse the heart, make the Dao heart clear, not stained with turbid dust...... Thinking of the past, Tianxing couldn't help but shake his head, and secretly laughed at the impermanence of destiny and the creation of people.

I don't know how the Gu Eagle is now, and how much is left of the realm of all phases and hearts that she realized thousands of years ago? How much has the ambition of vowed to become holy has been consumed by thousands of years?

But it's a mess.

With a sigh, Tianxing collected his thoughts and continued to compete in the stands.

Then again, why did Elder Whitebeard read the poem upside down? Could it be that there is some mystery in it? Or is this an interesting poem? Tianxing tried to recall the interesting poems he had read last night, but he couldn't remember anything, so he was silent, so he had to give up, and looked up at the whitebeard elder to see how he could answer.

Elder Whitebeard really didn't disappoint her, only to see him raise his head, glance at the woman in purple with a rather regretful expression, and then broke through the mystery with one sentence: "The county lord's palindromic poem is subtle and incisive, although it has a great realm, but unfortunately it is shorter, and from the perspective of the human race, it is quite obscure, and it is not the spirit of our human poetry, so it can only be ranked last." ”

It turned out that the woman in purple was a certain county lord in one of the five holy kingdoms of the human race, no wonder she could write such a mysterious poem, but although this poem was mysterious and atmospheric, it did not look like it was written by the human race, but like a certain monk who had cultivated to a high level, after sitting and watching the rotation of the sun and the moon, and the birth and death of the hundred spirits, he understood a trace of the mystery of the Qiankun Dao, so the white-bearded elder could only rank it last.

The poetry of the human race pays attention to the poetry and poetry of love, which is the original intention of the ancients to write poems, and those ethereal avenues, although mysterious, do not conform to the will and taste of poetry, so it is difficult to spread for centuries.

Being able to comprehend such a mysterious thing, it seems that this county lord is not simple, but unfortunately compared to the poems made by Tianxing in the past to break through the sixth-order demon immortal realm, it is still a lot inferior, but it is rare for a human county lord to write such a poem.

And I heard Elder Whitebeard say that the woman in purple wrote a palindrome poem, and when she heard these three words, Tianxing's eyes flashed, but she remembered it. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )