Chapter 144: One Poem, One World

The water of the Yellow River came up from the sky, rushed to the sea and never returned.

It's so heroic and atmospheric, like a heavenly river rolling in my mind, that scene is really godly.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

It's really a wine poem that has not been written.

In the future, those who write poems to persuade alcohol will scold Xu Bokang.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Cai Yong, Huang Chengyan and others took it for granted.

Especially Zheng Xuan, who was halfway buried in the soil, sang softly.

In a blink of an eye, people are old, and this life passes so fast.

There have been too many ups and downs in this life, but looking back on the past, it seems like a snap of a finger.

"Good poetry, Bokang is really still colorful, which makes people sigh to themselves." If you want to talk about Cao Cao's literary talent of the Three Kingdoms, he is one of the most outstanding people, but after listening to Xu Ding's poems, he secretly made a decision that he would not do poems about wine and wine in the future.

He really couldn't think of anyone else who could make a better poem than Jiang Jinjiu.

"Meng De is too exaggerated, or you will have a song." Xu Ding asked humbly.

Cao Cao shook his head violently, Xu Ding wanted to kill him, he didn't have the talent to improvise poetry.

Although the other people also coaxed, they knew that as soon as the wine was going to be in, no one dared to mention the wine poem, let alone write it.

However, Zheng Xuan was an exception, so the old man ignored this, but said with a smile: "Bokang, since there is still a poetry than Yaxing, it is better to make a poem to persuade wine, let us open our eyes." ”

"......" Xu Ding.

Zheng Gong is too much.

I've never seen you so unreasonable.

"By the way, why don't we have a song, we haven't heard it yet?" Cao Cao coaxed the sword.

Others also cheered.

Even the old soldiers, who have always been book collectors, have shown a stronger interest in reading books from all over the world.

He also wanted to know what height Xu Ding's talent had reached, and whether he had a top.

After all, Xu Ding's every shot is amazing.

So he was also very curious about whether Xu Ding could surpass himself and make a better one than Jiang Jinjiu.

Or it's similar to it, which is enough to be proud of the world and become a veritable number one talent.

Xu Ding looked at the crowd of people who were smiling evilly, cleared his throat and said: "Okay, since everyone is so interested, I can't sweep everyone's interest, then I'll come to a song, but don't coax the wine if you don't do it well." ”

"Hurry up, long-winded." Zheng Xuan muttered.

Yes, this time I dared to talk to Xu Ding like this, and although Cai Yong was an old fighter, he didn't dare to count Xu Ding.

"Singing when you get is resting, and being sentimental and hateful is also leisurely.

There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes. Xu Ding finished reading four sentences, and then added:

"This poem should be used as a pastime, so it is called "Self-Condemnation"

"Good! What a self-reproach. Zheng Xuan stroked his palm and praised.

Even Cai Yong also clapped his hands and agreed.

Although the wine is well written, the poetic style is too heroic and majestic, and it is far from what they can control.

It is extremely inconsistent with their personalities, so it is written well about wine, but it still can't really enter their hearts and can't arouse the resonance of their hearts.

Only this self-condemnation directly penetrated the sea of souls, making people ethereal and sublimating their spirits.

There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes.

I don't know how many people's hearts have been opened, and people have completely let go.

"It's really ...... such a good poem Thank you so much, my lord! ”

"Thank you, Marquis!"

"Thank you, Berkang!"

Then everyone raised their glasses and said nothing, and they couldn't do anything first.

There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes.

Drinking to death counts as one, and he is the king of heaven.

Xu Ding saw his two old soldiers, silently didn't say anything, first filled himself with wine, drank it in one gulp, and then on the full, drinking, full, drinking.

So three cups, and then hahaha laughed, like a teenager who returned to the age of bundling his hair, becoming frivolous and passionate.

"Bokang's poem is good, and the old man has also let it out this time." Zheng Xuan is also ready to move, and he wants to do the same as everyone else, three glasses in a row.

However, after drinking the first cup, Xu Ding held the wine jug he poured wine from, and persuaded with a smile: "Gong Zheng, don't be old when you are old...... It's still about the body. ”

Zheng Gongwei said slightly angrily: "Bokang, this is your fault, you wrote the drinking poem, and it is also your credit for making the atmosphere so strong, why are they only allowed to indulge their youth once and not allow me, I am still very young, and people are not old and understand whether they understand or not." ”

"Understood! But Zheng Gong, you really can't drink it. "You must know that the wine for the wedding banquet is not the original muddy low-alcohol rice wine, but a genuine pure liquor, which is more than one grade stronger than the original wine.

If Zheng Xuan really drank three cups, it is estimated that he would be put down immediately.

Xu Dingyi saw that many people were dizzy, and their brains were a little unconscious.

"You!" Zheng Xuan let go of the wine jug, rushed into Xu Ding's eyes and said, "If I really want to drink it!" ”

"Can't drink it!" Xu Ding said in a tough tone.

"You...... Well, it's okay not to drink, you're making me a poem, this time it's not drinking, it's quitting drinking, and if you can convince me with poetry, I won't drink. Zheng Xuan suddenly sat back very shamefully.

Only then did Xu Ding know that he had been fooled.

Zheng Xuan is a very restrained person.

How could it be possible to follow everyone to mess around and really fight for wine, it turned out that this was waiting for him inside.

Xu Ding wanted to cry.

Gong Zheng, you always want to squeeze my inventory dry.

The actions here naturally attracted everyone's attention.

There are a lot of drinking poems, but few people play them when they quit drinking.

I don't know what kind of anti-drinking poems Xu Ding can make.

Drinking, quitting drinking, just the opposite, looking forward to it.

Xu Ding thought for a while and said:

"Stay in the second city, and be at ease.

Sit in the shade and walk in the door.

Good taste stop garden sunflower, big stop childish.

There is more than wine in his life, and there is no joy in stopping drinking.

I can't sleep at dusk, and I can't get up in the morning.

Every day wants to stop, the camp guards ignore it.

Knowing in vain is not happy, and not knowing how to stop self-interest.

At the beginning, it was good, and now it is true.

From now on, it will stop Fusangxiang.

Clear face and stop looking, ridicule thousands of rituals. ”

Stop, stop stop, stop stop,

Xu Ding didn't say the name of the poem, and everyone guessed it, so they stopped the bar.

This abstinence from alcohol is really written, and it really doesn't make people live again.

Xu Bokang, don't write poems in the future, give people in the world a way to live.

Why is he so good at writing everything.

Everyone really had a sense of fear and didn't dare to make a fuss.

And one by one, they suddenly felt that the wine in the cup was a little tasteless.

Just now, I was still passionate, I didn't get drunk with a thousand cups, I didn't get off the hotel table if I didn't drink to death, but now I don't have the mood to drink.

As if under the spell, I instantly had the idea of restraining myself from drinking.

"This ...... Forget it, I still don't drink it, the dog's life is important, and I still want to teach a few more students who can't make it. Zheng Xuan didn't plan to really drink, but after listening to Xu Ding's twenty stops, he simply had to disarm and surrender.

"Lord, it's not good for you to be like this, Gong Zheng persuaded us, but we didn't seem to be interested, looking at the table full of wine and meat, we suddenly wanted to be vegetarian." Guo Jia is the least afraid of big things, and he dares to say and ridicule.

Xu Ding glanced over, and sure enough, he put the wine glasses in front of him one by one, and none of them raised their glasses.

"Or! I'm helping you with a little passion. Xu Ding also wanted to cry, although Mr. Jingjie's resignation was gentle, but the lethality was long, I didn't expect everyone to be able to reach it.