Since ancient times, there have been many poems by literati and scholars describing the scenery of the West Lake.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, plum orchid, bamboo chrysanthemum, West Lake ten scenes, and so on.

Among them, there are many who sing about the broken bridge.

Miss Chu Chu's topic of broken bridges is indeed a bit interesting.

It happened that it had just rained, and the lake was misty, and it was hazy as far as the eye could see, Xu Yan thought for a moment and said:

The lakes and mountains are empty, and there are few pedestrians on the embankment. If you want to cross your heart, you will be miserable.

After groaning, Xu Yan saw that Mr. Qian was staring at him directly, and he naturally understood in his heart.

He coughed a little embarrassed, and then groaned:

Ten miles of West Lake meaning, all come to the broken bridge. The cold plum calyx is small, and the spring is willow silky.

The emphasis of the two poems is different, and each has its own merits.

The most commendable thing is that Xu Yan was able to recite two songs in such a short period of time.

Naturally, someone wrote down the poem and sent it to the painting boat.

As the last level of the three levels, this directly determines whether Xu Yan can accompany Mr. Qian to board the painting boat to participate in the elegant gathering.

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After a few moments, the messenger went back and forth, happily telling Qian Dehong and Xu Yan that they were able to board the boat.

Xu Yan doesn't care, he came with his mentor anyway, and he played the role of a tool man.

However, the teacher was happy and did not hide it at all.

Xu Yan suddenly had a bold idea, shouldn't the teacher be an admirer of this Chu Chu girl?

Since ancient times, celebrities love talented women.

Although the teacher is older, he has the name of a Wang Yangming apprentice, and he must have a certain attraction to these pink beauties.

Tsk, if that's the case, that's interesting.

However, it was said that the master and apprentice went to the painting boat by boat, and it didn't take long for the boat to lean on the edge of the painting boat.

Before the boat could stop, Mr. Qian couldn't wait to jump down, which really startled Xu Yan.

He now trusted his previous judgment more and more.

"Two of you, please inside!"

Miss Chu Chu's painting boat is very large, so big that it looks like a hall.

Qian Dehong took the lead, followed by Xu Yan.

He only glanced at it and found that the painting boat was full of scholars with Eguanbo, all of whom were radiant and happy.

Autumn is the best time to swim in the lake.

It's too hot a month or two early, and it's too cold a month or two late.

If you travel with beauty, it is even more beautiful.

That's probably what these scholars think.

Xu Yan found that the painting boat was still moving slowly, albeit slowly.

He and Mr. Qian were led to a private seat and sat down, and they had their own people to watch the tea.

What made Xu Yan a little strange was that he didn't find Miss Chu Chu in the cabin.

Could it be that there is still a competition?

The winner can catch a glimpse of the beauty?

Xu Yan was thinking to himself, when he saw a person who looked like a turtle man, he cleared his throat and said, "You are all talents selected by Chu Chu girl. Today, Miss Chuchu has drawn up another question, and those who answer to her heart can enter the inner warehouse. ”

Tsk, sure enough!

I have to say that there is a market for young women in literature and art everywhere.

It's really interesting that this Chuchu girl has attracted so many talented people from Hangzhou to be more courageous than poetry.

"The topic is a negative person, and poetry can be."

As soon as this topic came out, it caused an uproar.

You must know that Miss Chu Chu is the No. 1 Oiran in Hangzhou, so such a hibiscus out of the water will be disadvantaged?

This is shocking news.

Xu Yan was naturally a little surprised.

However, the things in the Wind Moon Field are not clear, and God knows what happened in it.

All he had to do was write poems and lyrics.

Because he had to work for Mr. Qian in the painting boat, it was naturally inconvenient to sing.

Therefore, Xu Yan did not hesitate to ask for pen and paper to write in person.

He wrote two poems in a row, one on two sheets of paper. After writing it, he handed a piece of paper to his teacher, and Mr. Qian did not blush, and copied it without a heartbeat.

The scholars in the painting boat are racking their brains to compose poems, where do they have time to pay attention to these trivial things.

Xu Yan saw that the time was almost up, so he and his teacher "handed in the papers" one after another.

Tsk, fighting wits with so many celebrities is much more interesting than the imperial examination.

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Dozens of poems were placed in front of him together, and Feng Chuchu suddenly had a happy trouble.

She is naturally fond of poetry, and whenever some new good words are written, she will always try to compose music as soon as possible.

Today's Yaji also has this in mind, thinking that it can dig out one or two songs.

It's just that there are many poets and few lyricists on the collection.

Although there are many good poems, Feng Chuchu is somewhat disappointed.

has been in the Fengyue Field for a long time, Feng Chuchu has long looked down on the relationship between men and women.

When she was not popular, there was once a showman who fell in love with her, and the two lingered for a long time. When the love was deep, Na Xiucai said that he would redeem her for her after the entrance examination.

At that time, Feng Chuchu was very happy.

As long as she can redeem herself, she is willing to do anything.

That Xiucai was very poor, so Feng Chuchu used his own money to help her.

It wasn't until one day that the show suddenly disappeared.

At first, Feng Chuchu was still waiting stupidly, but then the show never showed up again.

Feng Chuchu realized that he had been deceived.

What kind of vows and alliances, but they are just deceitful nonsense.

That's why she came up with such a question.

"The fire is extinguished, and the spring does not return to its source.

Since Junxin is dead, donate Jue to Pingchuan.

The origin of the negative person, there is no blue sky on the head. ”

It's a good poem.

The fire does not rekindle, and the spring does not return to its source.

This is a very vivid metaphor, quite a bit of the meaning that the mountains are edgeless, the heaven and the earth are together, and they dare to be with the king.

It's just that one of the two says that the heart is dead, and the other says that it will never be separated, and the artistic conception is completely opposite.

When he read this poem, a ripple appeared in Feng Chuchu's heart.

Let's pass it.

continued to look, but Feng Chuchu was attracted by a poem.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain did not complain.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

This word is so beautiful, and the beginning points out the beauty of the first encounter.

Then the pen turned, "Waiting for idle changes but the hearts of the people, but the old people's hearts are changeable." ”

Obviously, Bo Xinglang changed his mind, but he pushed the responsibility to the other party, how shameless is this.

If only a few years ago, Feng Chuchu didn't believe that there was such a person in the world. But now she's convinced.

Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain did not complain.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day.

These two sentences are dictionaries.

Use the story of Emperor Li Longji and Yang Guifei of the Tang Ming Dynasty to warn people that what about the Son of Heaven, the Sea Vows and Mountain Alliance have long been forgotten outside the clouds.

After reading the whole poem, Feng Chuchu felt a sense of loss.

"It's a stunning."

She muttered.

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... Diagram of the Avenue of the Heavens