Writing poems on the theme of summer is simply a question for future generations, and there are so many peerless sentences that even a ten-year-old child can chant two.

If this is encountered by those readers who are mixed with the Internet, those readers will definitely shout: Get out of the way, I want to pretend to be a force.

Readers are still like this, not to mention Li Yun's background as an Internet writer?

But which one to choose?

There are so many poems about summer!

Li Yun fell into deep thought.

The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red? No, no, the first two sentences of this poem are written about the West Lake, and once you copy the poem, it will definitely show your feet.

So change it again......

The little lotus has only shown its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on their heads? This song seems to be okay, but there is also a bit of a problem, it is easy to cause reverie when the sharp corners are exposed, the little girls may blush when they hear it, and now the entire imperial garden is full of the daughters of the Wenchen military generals, Li Yun doesn't want to make a notorious prodigal legend, such as the Lu family's Lu Sanshui, who was planted on it in the early years.

Because there were too many summer poems in his memory, Li Yun was in a tangle that he couldn't choose for a while, but on the other side, the children of Xungui were already impatient, but when he saw a young man with a face like a crown of jade, he slowly stood up.

This young man obviously has a good family education, and after standing up, he first saluted Li Shimin, and then saluted the eldest grandson queen, and finally bowed his hand to Li Yunye, and introduced himself with a smile: "His Royal Highness King Zhao, the younger brother and eldest grandson are ......."

Good guy, the first one to stand up is Changsun Chong.

His father is the head of the dynasty, and he is the elder brother of the eldest grandson queen, and the eldest grandson Chong is strictly a national relative, but he is also attracted by the prince's bet.

After the eldest grandson finished a circle of rituals, he opened his mouth to say that he had a poem to compose, and said: "The green trees are thick and the summer is long, and the building is reflected in the pond." The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, setting up a courtyard of roses. ”

"Good!"

The words fell, and the ground cheered.

Although the ministers were worried that the eldest grandson Chong's poem would be popular, they still couldn't help blurting out and praising it, among which the applauding people were the eldest grandson Wuji, who said directly: "As soon as my son's poem came out, it can be called overwhelming, according to the old man, this first literary fight does not need to continue." ”

This old Yin Bi actually wanted to directly determine the victory, needless to say, he also wanted Changsun Chong to win a game. As long as you win three of the five games, you can be crowned a king, and the attraction of the king with a different surname is too great, and even the eldest grandson Wuji can't keep it gloomy.

To tell the truth, the eldest grandson Chong does have goods in his stomach, this summer tower is wonderfully written, and those noble sons and daughters sighed.

They really couldn't think of anything better!

Li Shimin smiled with a smile on his face, suddenly looked at Li Yun's side, and deliberately asked: "I see that King Zhao's face is entangled, don't you also think that this poem can't compete?" If you are willing to admit defeat, I will decide that the eldest grandson has won. ”

"Win? How can it be so simple......"

Li Yun smiled, took a step forward with his negative hand, suddenly exhaled, and slowly spit out two words: "Compassion for Nong!" ”

Alright, it's time to start forklifting!

On the afternoon of hoeing day,

Sweat drops down the soil.

Who knows the Chinese food on the plate,

Every grain is hard.

As soon as the four lines of the poem came out, the needles fell all over the audience, and this poem can be called a big killer for the poets, as long as it is released, it will be a lore immediately.

How can this be compared?

It can't be compared!

The eyes of the eldest grandson Chong were obviously straight, and those noble children looked stupid, they were gearing up to show something, but the king of Xifu Zhao directly blocked the road, a poem of compassion for farmers, just two crosses, seems to be describing summer, but the meaning is shocking.

The hardships and hardships of the common people are clearly seen in this poem.

There is no comparison!

Lore!

The sons and daughters of the noble lords looked at each other, and suddenly they all felt bitter.

It's like a prostitute went to the Qinglou, and after several struggles, he finally won the first night right of the first card, but he didn't know that he had not been able to kiss Fang Ze, and suddenly a hideous man rushed into the room.

Eldest Sun Chong took a deep breath, and suddenly bowed solemnly to Li Yun, and said, "Your Highness, it seems that this prince's bet is not easy to take." ”

After saying that, he turned around with a wry smile, but he didn't plan to continue the comparison.

was so crisp and neat, but everyone present was impressed, and those noble children were still a little hesitant, and they seemed to want to struggle again, but Li Shimin suddenly spoke slowly, and said conclusively: "In the first literary fight, King Zhao won." ”

After speaking, he sighed with emotion and said with a wry smile: "What a poem of compassion for farmers, I can't imagine that this kind of poem can be written on the theme of summer, on the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops of grass under the soil, I suddenly feel that today's flower appreciation conference should not be held, the people have a lot of suffering, but we are enjoying flowers and recreation in the garden, King Zhao of Xifu, you won, you have taught everyone a lesson." ”

The Emperor's tone was melancholy.

Li Yun subconsciously touched his nose and said a little stupidly: "The minister just had a momentary feeling, and he didn't intend to spoil everyone's mood. ”

Li Shimin glared at him fiercely and said, "I see that you have made up your mind to make it bad." ”

Li Yun really felt very aggrieved this time.

Before he copied the poem, he didn't expect it to be this ending.

There is only one game in five cultural fights, and it is said that there are four more games to be compared in the future, but none of those noble children are interested, or they are not confident that they can win for a while.

The young people are even young, the older generation doesn't care about this, sympathy for the people is sympathy for the people, but the competition for the king can't admit defeat, and the ministers have given their children a look, hinting to hurry up and start the second round of Wendou.

It's a pity that the younger generation still can't raise their confidence, one or two are all standing there stupidly, compared to the shameless faces of the older generation, the younger generation of Datang still has to face.

The atmosphere in the garden was suddenly a little oppressive.

Li Shimin's mood was even more depressed......

He took out the prince to gamble today, but he had a special purpose, and as a result, Li Yun killed the emperor on the spot.

How else to play?

It was at this time that I heard a loud laugh in the crowd, but when I saw Cheng Biting Jin suddenly stood up, he said to everyone with a rude tone: "It turns out that Wendou is to compose poetry, I Lao Cheng thought it was a big deal, if he could win the prince by composing poetry, then Lao Cheng could also win a prince." ”

These words stunned everyone, but Li Shimin's eyes lit up.

The emperor immediately opened his mouth and pretended to be curious: "Really? Cheng Zhijie can even compose poems? ”

Lao Cheng looked proud, and said to the sky: "Not only can I compose poems, and it is a good sentence, not Lao Cheng's self-boasting, we were also a genius of Yunwen and Yunwu back then." ”

Li Shimin's face twitched a few times, Lao Cheng's words made people want to beat people, but the emperor needed someone to come out to play a round, so he pretended to be curious and asked again: "If Cheng Zhijie can really compose poetry, why don't you say it and everyone will evaluate it, if it is really a good sentence, I will definitely reward it." ”

"Aha!"

Lao Cheng laughed twice and said proudly: "Your Majesty is really a kind person, and I don't owe it to Lao Cheng who saved your life twice." ”

Saying that, he suddenly took three steps forward, and said proudly: "When I was in Fanyang City before, King Zhao of Xifu once made a spring dawn, which won everyone's praise at that time, but Lao Cheng felt that it was very general, in the past two years, Lao Cheng thought about it a lot, and finally changed this poem, just because His Majesty wants to take summer as the theme, then our old Cheng will come to a Xia Xiao poem, so that you can all see and understand, don't say that we are big and rough ......in the future."

Good fellow, not only to compose poetry, but also to change poetry!

The ministers present suddenly became curious.

Poetry is a sentence from the heart, which is generally difficult to change after it is written, and if someone really changes it, then the person who changes the poem will inevitably be stronger than the person who wrote the poem.

If this matter rests on Wenchen, everyone doesn't think it's unusual, but when it rests on the first hob meat of the court, it always feels strange for some reason.

At this time, even Li Shimin began to be unable to suppress his curiosity, because the smugness on Lao Cheng's face was simply too deceptive, and Emperor Fang thought that Lao Cheng was playing a round for him, but now he felt that Lao Cheng might really be able to compose poetry.

"If Cheng Zhijie is really Yunwen Yunwu, he can also give the Cheng family a remote prince......"

These are the words of the emperor's heart.

Under the expectation of everyone, Lao Cheng had already done enough foreplay, but when he saw this old rascal coughing and clearing his throat, he suddenly made a rough sound and struck the gong like a gong: "Xia Xiao"

The summer heat is unaware, and there are mosquito bites everywhere.

How much do you know about the pimples on your body when you come to the slap at night?

Lao Cheng was lazy and turned over to sleep, and the mosquitoes were all fed.

The bite was too uncomfortable, so I pulled my daughter-in-law to do it.

As soon as this poem came out, the entire imperial garden was silent, Li Shimin's eyes were straight, and the ministers present were dumbfounded, and after a long time passed, he heard a civil servant shout, beat his chest and said: "As soon as Lu Guogong's poem came out, we were like going into a latrine, smelly, smelly......"

Li Shimin only felt that his hands were trembling, and he couldn't resist the urge to beat people after a few endurances, and the emperor suddenly flew up, kicked the triumphant old Cheng aside, and reprimanded angrily: "Shameless, Sven scum, get me out of the way, I don't want to see you again today." ”

Lao Cheng was obviously very unconvinced, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty is jealous of Lao Cheng's talent, I can't imagine that being an emperor is so shameless, hmph, isn't Lao Cheng's poem rhyme enough?" Isn't Lao Cheng's poem connotative enough? ”

Do you still know rhymes? Do you still know the connotation? Your poem is not even as good as a three-year-old child's limerick, and you dare to say that Your Majesty is jealous of your talent, why don't you die of this shameless hob meat.

A few princes suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and they were beaten at Lao Cheng, all of them were celebrities, and even a few princes were also listed.

This group of fierce generals grinned at Lao Cheng, and scolded each other: "We are military generals, don't compose poetry if you don't know how to compose poetry, you have to mess around and lose the face of the generals......"

said a few hammers, gritted his teeth and scolded while beating: "Lao Tzu let you turn over and sleep, Lao Tzu let you feed the mosquitoes." ”

Lao Cheng is not a dry eater, he has never been beaten passively in his life, although there are several fierce generals beating him at this time, but Lao Cheng is directly kicked, bang, Zhang Liang's crotch was directly kicked by him.

Then Lao Cheng rubbed his body and got up, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of saliva spewed out, and it happened that he was opposite Li Xiaogong, the king of Hejian County, and this spit directly sprayed Li Xiaogong's face.

Lao Cheng was unforgiving, and he smashed it out with a punch in an instant, but when he heard Li Xiaogong snort, his eyes were directly beaten.

"Hahaha!"

Lao Cheng was very proud, one person was the enemy of several princes, suddenly turned his head to look at Li Yun, laughed and taught: "King Zhao, you can see clearly, this is my Cheng family's mastery, fight first kick the egg, win half of everything, fight first slap the face, a mouthful of thick phlegm first seal the eyes, ahahaha, invincible, uh, second brother, why do you have to do it......"

With a bang, Lao Cheng was kicked directly away.

It was Qin Qiong who stepped out, and the yellow-faced man was already so angry that his face turned blue.

Those fierce generals rushed up and held down Lao Cheng and beat him with a hammer.

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