"The mighty and sorrowful day,

The east of the whip refers to the end of the world.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing,

Turn into spring mud to protect flowers. ”

After reciting, Zhang Mingyuan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the scenery of Zhongshan from afar, his heart suddenly opened up, his chest was full of anger, the tenderness in his eyes was like fire, and his heroic body trembled lightly a few times, and the breeze came slowly, stirring the hem of his clothes, swaying and multifaceted, adding endless gloomy infatuation to him---- thinking of the world and the world, who else should I be?

Mr. Gong, I'm sorry for you, borrow your good poems and use them, I hope you are in the ...... Uh-huh, the old man doesn't seem to have been born yet! Hundreds of years from now...... Forget it, you can't repay it in this life, and in the next life, you will be successfully struck by lightning, travel to your generation, and then talk about repayment!

Of course, poetry is plagiarism, but is it swollen that I am very moved?

----- there should be applause here.

Putting on a good image under the spotlight, Zhang Mingyuan waited for a long time, there was no movement behind him, his handsome face couldn't help but be secretly hot, coughed lightly, and sighed heavily, did I play wrong, donkey lips can't match the horse's mouth, and the artistic conception of the painting style is bad? Or maybe the old man's poetic style is not the appetite of the Ming Dynasty? But in the previous life, the Internet clearly rated it as a quatrain for the ages! Such a beautiful psalm could not move them, the elm is the extreme, the elm is the extreme.

…… It's over, and I'm going to be stabbed again.

Slowly turned around, his face was already full of sneers, and he bent over and slumped his back, just about to make up a bad reason to prove that this was just his own nonsense, insulting the hearing of the two heroes, sin or something......

There was a long exhalation sound from behind, Xu Wei reacted first, nodded his head again and again, looked at Zhang Mingyuan's eyes full of surprise, and was so excited that his beard grew high.

"Oops! Good poetry, good poetry...... The virtuous brother is worthy of great talent, and this poem should be passed down through the ages and praised by future generations......"

Xu Wei was not surprised, and there was a sobbing sound behind him.

"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers...... Flowers bloom for half a summer, win the scenery unlimited, but I don't know that the old roots and green leaves behind the help, the flowers fall to the dust, feed back to the roots, how ruthless are the flowers? The flower hums affectionately......" Xu Wan's eyes were confused, muttering to herself, and her pretty face was stained with tears.

Zhang Mingyuan was speechless, the two heroes short-circuited too much, wasting themselves in vain with a sneer, sneering is very valuable, honest and selfless people generally laugh at the stock is not much, and he happens to have not much left, thinking of this, he can't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart, and the smoke on his head is like a pot. Do you dare to be angry......

So the scene fell silent for a while.

Looking at the two heroes' unblinking eyes and feeling their dizziness surrounded by colorful little stars, Zhang Mingyuan decided to accept this silent reverence. After turning anger into joy, Zhang Mingyuan's happiness blossomed, one song, just one song...... The two heroes are so ignorant, if they chant a few more songs, they won't be crazy? Hehe! This official must show you one today......

Completely ignoring the psychological tolerance of the two, Zhang Mingyuan cleared his throat and threw them a slap in the face.

"It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over,

It seems that it is all paid to the ruins of the broken well.

The beautiful scenery of the good day is what a day,

Whose yard is the pleasure? ”

The two of them, who were still trapped in the dizziness of the first poem, heard Zhang Mingyuan's new work in their ears again, and after a little taste, they inhaled a breath of cold air together, their eyes widened, and they were even more obsessed with surprise, and there was a bit of a smirk in their trance.

Zhang Mingyuan saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart, how could this be finished? The big move is generally the queen of the palace, and you will not be blown to the ground, and the official will have your surname.

Rational thinking, Zhang Mingyuan shook his finger at Zhongshan Qingsong, and blurted out the third poem.

"I see the green pine is strong, not afraid of wind and rain, the boy takes this as the theme.

Insist that Qingshan does not relax,

The roots are in the broken rock.

Thousands of blows are still strong,

Ren Er's east, west, north and south winds.

”

After turning around, Zhang Mingyuan was dumbfounded, only to see that the two of them had successfully evolved from obsession to dementia, their cheeks kept twitching, and their faces were flushed with excitement, and there was a great trend towards Alzheimer's disease.

I can't care about it too much, Wen Siquan is too powerful, I can't do it if I don't vomit, Zhang Mingyuan smiled, and said softly: "You and I know each other well, the kid takes love as the theme, and then makes another ......"

"If life is only as it first sees,

What's the autumn wind sad painting fan.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts,

But the old way is changeable. ”

After groaning, Zhang Mingyuan looked back and looked again, but the scene in front of him made him creepy, and the two heroes were a little crazy in their dementia, their faces were flushed, and they could almost condense blood, and they kept shaking like a lamb crazy, trembling and falling to sleep in the world, and two crystal clear harazi hung in the air, and the wisps were about to break and ...... If this continues, Zhang Mingyuan dares to conclude that the two will definitely have a nervous breakdown, and from then on, Nanjing's medical community may be at the forefront of the world in depression academics.

"Ahem, what's wrong with the two heroes? The kid didn't offend you! Zhang Mingyuan reminded him with little sincerity.

"If life is only as ...... as you first saw it," Xu Wei trembled madly.

"What's the matter, the autumn wind is sad, and the fan is ......," Xu Wan's eyes were hazy with tears.

"Waiting for idle changes, but the hearts of the old people are ......," Xu Wei foamed at the mouth.

"But the old heart is changeable, and the beautiful poems have exhausted the taste of life." Xu Wan muttered to herself.

The poetry of the two of you is a word of poetry, whether it is the expression or the professional level, it is simply killing any kind of Chinese scholars in the previous life, especially the emotional outpouring of this part, which can make them squeeze out a few tears and dare to claim to be the essence of Chinese culture The shameless pretentiousness of the essence of Chinese culture can be turned into scum of various shapes in seconds.

Feeling the emotional changes of the two, Zhang Mingyuan sighed secretly, what a lot of vicissitudes of life experience can only be realized? Xu Weihao said, an older dick, with all five flavors, sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty, if you don't have this feeling, you really can't say it. Xu Wan followed blindly, what does the yellow-haired girl know?

"Maybe these poems really have so much magic...... Zhang Mingyuan patted his thigh and had an epiphany: "Literati and scholars like it!" Isn't chanting the wind and moon sentimentality their specialty? If I could publish a book of poems...... Hehe! ”

Zhang Mingyuan came back to his senses, and he also published a collection of poems in his previous life, why can't he in his later life? But he has no name, and it is estimated that few people will buy it, Xu Wei and Xu are talented, and they have ......

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, Zhang Mingyuan looked at Xu Dacaizi's eyes with a little more deep meaning, and he couldn't control himself anymore, looking left and right, looking up and down, hey! How can there be a humanoid ingot with a golden saliva flowing in this, which seems to be much more pleasing to the eye!

couldn't help but applaud, dancing with his hands and dancing like a single demon, and accidentally woke up Xu Wei and Xu Wan.

Xu Wei and Xu Wan were like a convulsion, and the spirit returned to its place, and suddenly felt something...... Saliva? Gaffes are small, reserved, wipe their mouths indiscriminately, look at Zhang Mingyuan's eyes with a little more panic, and all kinds of emotions are entangled to give Zhang Mingyuan a pleasing pleasure,

Zhang Mingyuan was overjoyed, he knew that it was the highest worship of Cai Gao Badou, and he was extremely shocked by the road of the local chicken turning into a phoenix counterattack.

Don't worry, let the emotional experience of the two heroes be richer, and the fragile hearts will always have to wait quietly in the dark corner for a while before they can be deeply imprinted, so as to embark on the road of a small follower worshiped by thousands of adults.

Under a fragrant wild peach tree, Zhang Mingyuan spread the linoleum cloth he carried on the tender green grass, took out the seasonal appetizers in the food box one by one, arranged them in the shape of a five-pointed star according to the principle of mutual growth and restraint of the five elements of gossip, and then took out wine glasses, chopsticks and other tableware, and finally patted open the wine jar seal, a strong and mellow wine smell came to his nose, Zhang Mingyuan sniffed and took a deep breath, and couldn't help but let out a pleasant moan.

Pouring his daughter red into the wine jug, and filling three wine glasses in turn with the wine jug, Zhang Mingyuan made it happily, quietly staring at the two heroes who were half stupid in front of him, and was so sad that he was in a mess.

"The wine and food are ready, I wonder when the two heroes will wake up?"

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