"Last night, we took plum blossoms as the theme, why don't we take bamboo as the theme today? You see, that bamboo forest is so lovely! Bai Xian said.

Dong Yu looked at the past, under the blue sky and white clouds, in this Yangmingshan where the four seasons are like spring, the bamboo in November is still lush and verdant, giving people full of vitality and greenery.

She nodded and said, "Okay, let's draw bamboo!" ”

While speaking, Dong Yu looked sideways at Su Mo, wanting to ask his opinion, Su Mo was also attracted by the vibrant green bamboo, this lush bamboo forest is next to each other, the bamboo joints are distinct, and the waist pole is straight, he blurted out and chanted:

"The new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by the old poles. There will be a new student next year, and the ten-zhang dragon grandson will surround the phoenix pool! ”

Good poem, good song!

Everyone's eyes lit up, especially Dong Yu, who had big eyes and sparkling eyes, and without thinking, she wrote down the four lines of poetry that Su Mo had just recited, and the literati on Baodao were surprised, how powerful should you be, and casually recited an excellent Yongzhu poem, and we were under too much pressure.

Originally, the two disciples of Bai Xian, who were still a little competitive, Cai Ying and Wei Wen glanced at each other, this song expressed the meaning of the old and new inheritance, looking at Su Mo's young but more upright back than the teacher Bai Xian, they could only bow their heads and admit defeat, sighing to themselves.

Although Bai Xian applauded, he hated it in his heart, and if he didn't pretend that you would die! Since you're pretending, hum!

"Su Yazong is so literary and talented, it is a good poem when it comes out casually, but since this one has been read, it will not be used in the painting later, because everyone wants to hear another good poem by Su Yazong, right?" Bai ran first.

Anyone can hear the meaning of this difficulty, but Ning Hong didn't speak, but his two disciples had to echo and applaud, Dong Yu couldn't help frowning, and was about to open her mouth to justify, but Su Mo pretended to be surprised and said:

"In this way, then this song' verse after verse, a thousand branches and leaves. I don't bloom myself, I don't want to tickle bees and butterflies, I can't use it, alas, it's a pity."

Su Mo shook his head, which caused Dong Yu to laugh for a while, why is this person so bad, blurted out another good poem, but he slapped Bai Xian's face hard!

Bai Xian just squeezed Su Mo, but Su Mo immediately used another poem to show his attitude, I want to yin me, I have a lot of goods in my stomach!

Bai Xian's cheeks twitched, and he smiled dryly: "Su Yazong is really talented, and he can wait on the horse, okay, let's officially paint!" ”

This one was turned over, and the two groups of people officially painted.

Because now is not as rushed as last night, so Bai Xian and Dong Yu's brushwork is much more complicated than last night, and it is more delicate, but this is a scenic spot, after a while, a group of people came up and saw someone chanting poems and painting here, and recognized the identity of Bai Xian and others, and immediately refused to leave, stopped to watch, gradually, there were quite a lot of tourists around them, relying on Cai Ying and Wei Wen to maintain order.

"Just stand where you are, just give the painter a little space, thank you!"

The tourists know each other, but who is it in? There are not only Bai Xian Wenzong and Ning Hong Wenzong from Baodao, but also two young literati from the mainland who shined last night, and it is really a blessing to meet them on the spot today.

So almost everyone didn't speak, just holding a camera or mobile phone and silently taking pictures and videos.

Time passed minute by minute, the temperature is getting hotter and hotter, painting is a very concentrated work, Dong Yu bent over, while observing the posture of bamboo, while creating on the white paper, looking very serious, sometimes, her hair fell from the door of the head, her slender fingers naturally pulled the hair behind the ears, this action is very feminine.

Su Mo stood aside, looking at her pretty face that was white and red because the weather was getting hot, and the beads of sweat on her face, like morning dew on a red apple, cute and delicate, for no reason, his heart throbbed, and he quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at it again.

He is not a saint with a pure heart and few desires, it is human nature to pursue beauty, but since he already has Luo Yao, he will never allow himself to move his crooked heart, he wants to nip this throbbing in the bud.

If someone hadn't been there, he really wanted to slap himself, damn, a man's nature is really flowery, I was stunned just now? Sin, don't look at indecent things, the little monk looks at it......

It didn't take long for people to wait, and soon, the two paintings were completed, Bai Xian painted "Bamboo Wilderness", Dong Yu painted "Bamboo Shadow Picture", it seems that the two works seem to be up and down, and it depends on the quality of the inscription to determine the winner.

Ning Hong suddenly felt very pressured, although she had already communicated with Bai Xian in advance, and had prepared several Yongzhu poems, but which one of Su Mo was better than her just now, so she was very unconfident, especially in front of so many people.

"Senior sister, please!" Bai Xian handed the pen to Ning Hong, Ning Hong gritted her teeth and took it, suddenly did not want to write the poem she had prepared before, and wanted to create a poem on the spot, but she was in a hurry and short, and there was no inspiration at all.

"The bamboo shoots have only given birth to yellow calf horns, and the fern buds have begun to grow children's fists. Try to find wild vegetables and fragrant rice, it is the February day of Treasure Island"

This poem can only be said to be decent, not good or bad, but it is better to be down-to-earth, interesting and chic, especially at this time when everyone smells the fragrance of the food, with this fresh little poem, it is saliva and the index finger moves, and I can't help but applaud.

Seeing Ning Hong make such a poem that was appropriate to the occasion, Su Mogao glanced at Ning Hong, but that's it, it was his turn.

I saw Su Mo smile freely, took the brush and inscribed a poem:

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still tenacious, and the wind is blown! ”

Sure enough, as soon as this most famous Yongzhu poem came out, Ning Hong sighed lightly, her poem may be appropriate, but Su Mo's poem is the kind of classic that can be passed down for centuries. There is no bamboo word in the whole poem, but the first two sentences are extremely vivid to depict the posture of bamboo, especially the last two sentences, so atmospheric and open-minded, not only profoundly describe the inner charm of bamboo, but also show the author's own pride.

The surrounding tourists were also amazed, but faintly a little lost, how could the literati from the mainland be so powerful, and a young man could overwhelm a talented man on an island? !

So, Ning Hong secretly shook her head at Bai Xian, because she herself had been convinced by Su Mo, she said: "I am convinced of Su Yazong's talent, only to admit defeat, why don't you give me this work!" ”

Before Su Mo could reply, Dong Yu had already smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I also love this work very much, Sister Ning is embarrassed, I want to collect it myself" said, she rolled up the rice paper.

Ning Hong's face changed slightly, and he said with a forced smile: "It's such a pity......

But she already hates it in her heart, you are more beautiful than me, even if you are younger than me, you have to rob me if I like Su Yazong's poems! I really want to scratch your face!

The atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate, and Bai Xian said loudly: "Poetry and painting are just a pastime, friendship first, competition second, this time it seems that we lost again, haha, no matter what, it's noon, let's go down to eat first!" ”

"Yes, I'm hungry too, I raise my hands in favor of Bai Wenzong's proposal!" Su Mo also cooperated.

In this way, under the cover of everyone, the unpleasantness just now seemed to disappear, and the group of six people went down the mountain and found a farmhouse to have lunch.

Soon, four meats, one vegetable and five dishes were served on the table, and Bai Xian was about to beckon everyone to taste the food, but this time it was Ning Hong who was in trouble.

"In the morning, my brother made a drink, which made me think it was very interesting, now that the dinner is over, why don't you go again! This time, everyone participates and does a different way of playing."

(To be continued, more exciting later!) ）