After a while, another fly came, and then the dance competition was officially over, and the host slowly walked to the center of the field.

I suspect that guy is enjoying the hosting style very much, or is it very refreshing to be watched by all eyes.

actually came on stage to host for his daughter, and I was also drunk.

"Okay, the first link is over, the dance competition has selected five outstanding young talents, and then as long as you answer a question from my daughter, then you can finally determine who the flowers are. But....... At this point, the host suddenly stopped and said.

This is a good use, and it actually stopped when it came to this, and it instantly attracted the attention and expectations of countless people, it seems that this fly is not stupid, and knows how to use curiosity.

"But don't be disappointed with the other four, you will have a mentor who will take you as an apprentice and will take you to the highest peak of life dance." The host said very proudly.

As these words were spoken, the thunderous sound of wings immediately sounded below.

It's just a sensation, but in my opinion, it's nothing, who is interested in learning any dance, anyway, I'm not interested in it at all.

"There's a little girl here." With this shout, there was another thunderous sound of wings below.

With this shout, a cute fly slowly came out of the trunk, it was a cute little fly, who else could it be?

I saw that Xiaocang slowly walked to the center of the stage, looking at the five of us flies under the stage. It's like interviewing migrant workers, with a hint of unhappiness and annoyance.

I also felt that Xiaocang's dissatisfaction, after all, who took apart his love. Let yourself choose one of the five flies you don't love and live your life with your partner, it's you, and you don't want to.

Although he was unwilling, but now that he has reached this point, he can't escape, that Xiaocang sighed softly in resignation, and then organized the language and said: "Recently, I learned a new word. Recently, I have been puzzled, and I hope that all young talents can answer one or two, what is. Wind, flowers, snow, moon. ”

Faced with this sudden question. Everyone was obviously stunned. I didn't expect it to be such a profound question, and the audience below immediately began to talk to each other.

And I looked at the four flies around me and didn't panic at all, as if I was confident, as if I wanted to know that the little cangie would ask that.

Do I really have an inside story, did I leak the question? It won't be so cheating, right?

I saw the first fly very proudly said: "The wind is through the mountains and rivers, the flowers are scattered into mud and always bloom undefeated, the snow is the sunrise and melts on the eaves, and the moon is close to the end of the world." The top of the mountain. Far away with the travelers are widespread. Unhindered and going on day and night, the loss of miscellaneous is not as if it is separated. If I'm crazy. ”

When did I become so knowledgeable with this fly? Opening the mouth is a set of poems?

I was almost stunned, I told the truth, I couldn't even memorize the three hundred capital of Tang poems, let alone what kind of wind and snow this is.

My surprise was not over, and the second fly said very proudly, "Miss, come and hear how I understand." ”

"The wind is self-relieving, disturbing the sleeves"

"The flower is shaken, and the jade color is not picked"

"The snow is slightly cool and the hair is white"

"The moon is removed from the silent sky and buried in the nebula"

The second fly was very casual and led to a poem, my worldview, who can sue me for this is not true, not true.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, but Miss, listen to me." The third fly came up very easily, and said.

"The wind is a clear song, and it blows through the high platform"

"Flowers are three hundred poems of broken branches"

"Snow is a pile of tents, ornaments, carved bows, lazy open"

"The moon is a good night, and the night is clear, and this night is hard to repeat"

"Mountains and rivers cave room sky star candle"

"Makeup will be ten thousand bones in the coming year"

"Is there a shade of madness?"

The third fly is like a quatrain in the group, and it is still crawling on the ground and chanting poetry, I rely on you to really think you are a poet, who knows where you copied it?

I looked at the fly very depressed, don't you want to be so proud?

At this time, the fourth fly was not willing to lag behind at all, and said very lightly: "The first three are really good, good, but how about I ask the young lady to listen to my poems before making plans?" ”

I saw that the guy climbed a few steps on the ground and then began to compose a poem: "The wind is a shield holding a tassel and a beacon smoke lingering."

"The flower is a blood spattere, five steps to draw the corpse and step on the remains"

"Snow is especially the lid of the coffin"

"The moon is a silent historian's mind"

"The great joys and sorrows of the world"

"Thinking about the mountains and the water"

"Yihedao branch is far away"

"A few scenes of wind and snow"

After the guy finished speaking, his footsteps stopped, and then he made a gesture that he thought was very handsome, and stopped there, not moving at all.

I rely on this forced pretend, and I give nine points to see that I am afraid of pride.

The four of them were finished, and I was left with me, but I really didn't know what to do, I didn't know how to do poetry, and I wasn't even familiar with memorizing poetry, let alone doing it myself.

"All four of them are done, so what about you? What are you doing? How do you feel about the wind and snow? Or how do you feel about love? That Xiaocang asked very casually, as if he had guessed that we would all have an answer, as if he had already died.

It seems that this Xiaocang has also guessed that his own problem has been thrown out by his parents, and now all he can do is choose one to live his life.

The so-called love has become farther and farther away from himself, not to mention love now, and he doesn't even have his own life.

With the little cang's question, the other flies were also very curious and cast very strange glances at me, as if to say, didn't you do your homework? Didn't remember?

The audience around me looked at me curiously, not knowing what I would say, because the first few words were so artistic.

And in the end, I didn't say anything, it's obvious that I'm going to magnify my moves.

But I have a big trick of fart.,I don't even have a small move.,I also want to say a few verses with wind and snow.,But I really don't.,I don't want to have a poem like that when my head hurts now.。

I usually read less books, and I'm really not a liberal arts student.

I haven't come up with a good poem after thinking about it for a long time, isn't this a trick for me? I didn't like to memorize poetry since I was a child, but I didn't expect that there are still verses with words, I really can't think of it, and it's even more impossible to be original.

(To be continued.) )