After replying to Wu Zhongze's Weibo, Jiang Yan put away his mobile phone and talked about it with his parents. In the complaint of his mother, he promised to come back when he was free, and rushed back to the capital overnight.

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, Jiang Yan got up early and went to the meeting after cleaning up.

The exchange meeting was set up in the Yongding River Park on the bank of the Yongding River, Yongding River Park is adjacent to the Yongding River in the east, the Yongding River Management Office in the south is Binhe Road in the west, and the Chengzi East Street is in the north, with a total area of 15,000 square meters, and the Yongding Building has been newly built in the park for 13 years. Yongding Building is built in imitation of the Yellow Crane Tower, and is named because it is located on the bank of the Yongding River. The building is 62 meters high, with a total of five floors, and the handover will be on the top floor of Yongding Building.

When Jiang Yan drove to Yongding River Park, he saw that there were already many people, including some people from the Literary Association, and more tourists who came to play during the Dragon Boat Festival. After identifying himself, Jiang Yan was invited to the top floor of Yongding Building, and found that there were already many people sitting on it, most of them were some old people in their sixties and seventies with gray hair, and a few young people were also in their thirties and forties.

Seeing Jiang Yan coming up, everyone's eyes looked over. A septuagenarian sitting on the main seat walked over with a smile on his face and said, "This is Jiang Yan's little friend!" The old man Wu Zhongze, this time he took the liberty of inviting Xiaoyou to participate in this handover meeting, and asked Xiaoyou not to be surprised if there was something abrupt. ”

Seeing the old man speak, Jiang Yan really blamed him, and hurriedly replied: "You are very old, it is my honor to be able to participate in this exchange meeting, many people can't ask for it." ”

Who knew that Jiang Yan had just finished speaking, and before Wu Zhongze could say anything, he saw an old man sitting next to Wu Zhongze snorted and said: "It's good to know that it's your honor, young people don't feel that they have a little achievement and start to look at no one." There are so many literary circles, and it's not just that anyone can despise and play tricks. ”

One sentence made the originally harmonious atmosphere of the scene become solemn, and seeing that it was an old man in his sixties and seventies who spoke, Jiang Yan didn't want to care about anything. Nodding his head, he said, "That's what you always say." ”

Who knows that this old man still has a kind of unforgiving posture: "It's good to know that I am right, our generation has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, so young people should listen to the opinions of the old man more and don't be blindly arrogant." ”

Hearing that this old man was unforgiving, Wu Zhong frowned and shouted unhappily: "Lao Li! ”

But seeing this, the old man known as Lao Li didn't care about it and continued: "You don't care about Lao Wu, I'm doing it for his good, young people are impetuous when they have some achievements, and education will be good for him in the future." ”

Hearing him say this, Jiang Yan was angry in his heart, and thought: Dude, seeing that you are old and don't want to deal with you, you are afraid that something will make you angry, you are still energetic, right? Relying on the old to sell the old things, I gave you face! What kind of thing are you, how can buddy use you to educate?

Thinking so in his heart, he saw Jiang Yan nodding and said, "Yes! You're right. ”

In Lao Li's nodding and a teachable expression, Jiang Yan continued: "I don't like to eat rice, and I haven't eaten a few bowls when I'm so big. But even then, you're old enough to be heavy-mouthed. As a junior, I advise you, don't eat too salty when you're older, it's easy to get sluggish. ”

As soon as Jiang Yan's words came out, Lao Li's smile that had just appeared because he saw Jiang Yan's interest froze on his face.

Fuck you!

Lao Li scolded in his heart. You grandson is such a bastard, I said that I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice is just a metaphor, to tell you that my words have a point, you have to listen. You're sure I'm right, but then it's because you don't like rice?

Nima's subtext is that I rely on the old and sell the old, you don't mean that you can't talk about me, but you don't want to compete with me? In other words, do you think that your literary attainments are higher than mine, and you don't need to listen to me, but you just don't want to compare with me?

Thinking like this, Lao Li became even angrier in his heart: "Okay! All right! Are young people so powerful now? Do you think that your literary attainments are better than mine, and you don't need me to educate you? I, Lao Li, have lived for so long, and it's the first time I've seen such a young man who doesn't know the height of the sky! ”

"No." Jiang Yan said lightly, "It's just that as the old saying goes, there is no order in cloud learning, and those who reach it come first." The younger generation thinks that literary attainments or something can not be compared by looking at age. If the older ones have high literary attainments, then won't all the eight turtle kings become saints? ”

Burst!

I'm fucking you! You're a human being, too. Who are you scolding around the corner? You are the king, and your whole family is the king!

Lao Li resisted the urge to vomit blood, and laughed angrily: "Okay! All right! Since you think that our old men are inferior to you, then let's compare them first! ”

Lao Li is not stupid, and he pulled hatred for Jiang Yan in one sentence. Don't say that you compare yourself with him, but a group of people compare with him. Sure enough, hearing Lao Li's words, the eyes of some old people looking at Jiang Yan began to change. If it was just Lao Li and Jiang Yan's business, they would be happy to watch the excitement, but now that Lao Li has pulled them into the water with a word, they can't fall into their own name.

Lao Li is smart, Jiang Yan is not stupid, looking at him to pull hatred for himself, Jiang Yan said: "The younger generation does not think that he can compare to these seniors present, everyone present is an old-timer in the literary world, immersed in it for decades, and his attainments are far from being comparable to the younger generation!" This is self-aware, and the younger generation still has it. ”

Listening to Jiang Yan's vague praise of himself and the others, the faces of the onlookers were better. Seeing Jiang Yan's two sentences, he took himself out, and Lao Li secretly scolded the little fox in his heart and continued: "Didn't the young man just say that there is no order to learn, and the one who achieves it is the first?" I think you're really not convinced by us old guys, it's useless to talk more, let's have a fight! ”

After listening to Lao Li's words, looking at the old people around him staring at him, Jiang Yan secretly cursed the old fox in his heart. Knowing that he couldn't hide, Jiang Yan sighed: "Please ask the question!" ”

"Well, young people have guts." Seeing Jiang Yan taking the bait, Lao Li hypocritically praised it, and then said: "Today is the Dragon Boat Festival in May, and our next gathering is also the Dragon Boat Festival Cultural Exchange Meeting." It's better to take the Dragon Boat Festival as the theme first, and each write a poem to increase elegance! ”

"Good!" Jiang Yan has no opinion, he has so many works in his previous life, and he doesn't believe in fighting, but you are an old thing who relies on the old and sells the old.

"Okay, then as a senior, the old man will throw bricks and lead the jade first!" Seeing Jiang Yan agree, Lao Li nodded and said.

I saw Lao Li first looking at a group of girls playing on the bank of the Yongding River, and muttered for a while: "Get up in the morning and make red makeup in the mirror"

After he finished reading the poem, Rao is Jiang Yan was not optimistic about his character, and he couldn't help but admire his literary brilliance. Lao Li read a poem he made with the word "Huanxi Sha", which depicted the scene of a woman going out of the house to congratulate each other in order to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival. In addition, Lao Li Wencai is good, and the whole poem is not good when it is written, and it is also the first work.

If Jiang Yan was allowed to write it himself, he really couldn't write such words, let alone anything beyond this. But who is Jiang Yan? Is it a memory of countless classic bug-like existences in his previous life, does he write it by himself? The answer, of course, is no.

looked at the woman playing not far away, combined with the poem by Lao Li just now, Jiang Yan quickly chose a poem.

"Light sweat is slightly transparent, and the Dragon Boat Festival of the Ming Dynasty bathed in Fanglan. The fragrance is full of clear rivers.

The colored thread is lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and the small charm hangs obliquely on the green cloud mustache. The beauties have met for a thousand years. ”

Jiang Yannian wrote this poem "Huanxi Sha. Dragon Boat Festival" depicts the scene of women celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival.

The first part of the poem describes the various preparations they made before the festival, and the second part depicts the scene of them wrapping their jade arms with colored threads and hanging clouds and temples in a folk style, and exchanging holiday congratulations. The whole poem is exquisitely worded, which makes people feel as if they have seen the scene of ancient women celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival.

This poem is similar to Lao Li's in terms of topic selection and content, but the lyrics in the artistic conception have exploded a few streets for him. I don't know which is better or worse.

"The younger generation is not talented, so I can only make such a clumsy work, please comment on the seniors!" After reading this poem, Jiang Yan said modestly to Lao Li.

I'm your mother, Lao Li doesn't know how many times he has scolded the street. Are you still called talented? Are you still called clumsy? So what was that just now? Doesn't it make sense?

Looking at Jiang Yan with a humble smile in front of him, Lao Li felt hateful no matter how he looked at it. The resentment towards Jiang Yan in his heart deepened, but he never thought that he had been looking for trouble since Jiang Yan came up. In the tone of an elder, he relies on the old and sells the old to educate people.

"You win this one, let's move on to the next poem, which is also based on the Dragon Boat Festival." Lao Li's face was iron-clad.

"Okay, senior, please." Jiang Yan has no opinion on this.

"Humph!" Mr. Li snorted, and then looked at the Yongding River, where there were dragon boats, which was very lively.

After a little groaning, Lao Li opened his mouth and recited: "Dance the dragon boat on the water and recite "Lisao" to be even more sorrowful! ”

Lao Li's poem is titled to the scene of dragon boat rowing on the water, first depicting the celebration scene of the dragon boat on the water, and then thinking of Qu Yuan from the scene and love. Thinking of Qu Yuan, I couldn't help but chant "Lisao", and then the sorrow caused by thinking of Qu Yuan was even more sorrowful.

I have to say that this poem is much higher than the previous poem he wrote, both in terms of words and sentences, and in terms of feelings, and the work can already be regarded as excellent. But it's a pity that his opponent is a big star with countless classics, so he is doomed to lose before he compares.

"The dragon is upstream, but I don't know it's the Mulan boat."

"The cloud flag hunts and overturns the green man, and the thunder drum is noisy."

"Qu Zi's soul is still there, and the customs of Chu Township remain to this day."

"Jiang Ting can be a high meeting in his spare time, and he is drunk and sarcastic."

Looking at the dragon boat race on the Yongding River, Jiang Yan recited this Ming Dynasty Bian Gong's "Noon Viewing the Race", this poem began to write from the custom of water and dragon boat racing during the Dragon Boat Festival, touching the scene, showing the longing for Qu Yuan, agreeing with the Dragon Boat Festival customs in a foreign land, and there will always be a trace of sorrow in the leisure days.

The first two couplets depict the scene of dragon boat racing, and the neck couplet turns to the longing for Qu Yuan. The tail couplet said that such a day is suitable for drinking and gathering in Jiangting, but where can I feel sad when I recite "Lisao"? It's not that I don't worry, but I didn't write this kind of sorrow in the divorce.

I have to say that almost all the people present were seniors in the literary world, and Jiang Yan understood the meaning of the poem as soon as he finished reading it. Therefore, the eyes that looked at Lao Li became strange one by one. As soon as you finished writing and reciting "Lisao", you were even more worried, and people came to get drunk and sarcastically ridiculed "Lisao" and couldn't solve your sorrows.

Slap in the face! This face is crackling, there is wood.