This Zhao Jieyu is the daughter of King An, among the more than a dozen children under the knee of King An, she is the first one who is allowed to live independently out of the house.

For this daughter, King An has a saying that he is talented, and he does not let him have eyebrows, but it is a pity that this girl is a daughter and cannot take over his position as the king of the domain.

Such a strange woman, as soon as she entered the state school, naturally became the target of everyone, how many eyes were focused on the identity of the county lord, but the county lord was really a natural female scholar, even in the state school, it was also a doorwork, and she has always been outstanding, and many male compatriots have no choice but to bow down and be ashamed of themselves.

Such a character, of course, has great appeal in the state school, you think, if anyone can get the favor of the county lord, he will not have the opportunity to be the east bed of the county lord, or he can only attract the county lord to casually put a name on the premise of King An, which is also infinitely useful.

Without it, rich ears.

So that's why this poem is so hot.

As soon as the county lord spoke, the students in the garden spoke enthusiastically, and the atmosphere was so warm that people suspected that they were walking in the middle of the city.

The students are like those small vendors in the downtown area, desperately selling themselves to the county lord.

Li Zhe and Chen Zilong stood here, and after a while, the title given by the county lord was handed down, and the two stepped forward to take a look, but it was a different word, which was to be written in modern poetry.

"The county lord has set this topic well!"

A classmate began to pat on the back,

"Affectionate parting since ancient times, a different word, the most can express the joys and sorrows of our world, and the friendship of the ages. Thinking of my predecessors in the Tang Dynasty, the poet fairy Taibai, a sentence of peach blossom pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love! How many people have burst into tears, this individual word is good, wonderful, and endless. It's just that if you want to write a brilliant word, it's too difficult. ”

"Who's to say it isn't? I think modern poetry, if you want to write a taste, it is even more difficult. ”

Unlike later generations who think that it is easy to write modern poems and more difficult to write ancient poems, people in this era are the opposite, thinking that it is easy to write ancient poems and more difficult to write modern poems.

The Song people have been adapting to metrical poetry since childhood, so it is easier for them to make ancient poems, but instead let them write modern poems in the vernacular, which seems free, but it makes people confused, and it is difficult to write that kind of taste. Therefore, it is said that scarcity is precious, but today's literary circle of the Great Song Dynasty attaches more importance to modern poets.

A group of young talents in the courtyard frowned, holding back their strength to write a famous modern poem that will be famous for thousands of years, so as to win the love of the county lord. The county lord and others usually don't have the opportunity to meet at all, and this opportunity to gain the favor of a beautiful woman must not be missed.

At this moment, even Li Zhe and Chen Zilong stopped mocking each other, carefully brewing feelings in their minds.

Chen Zilong thought about it for a while, and felt that he had nothing to gain, so he stopped thinking, he is very smart, but he is lazy, otherwise he would not have the same smell as Li Zhe before the crossing. Consciously didn't have a chance with Ben, so he didn't have much hope, but he turned around and found that his old partner Li Zhe was also reading words.

Shengsheng startled him,

"Hey!"

"How?" Li Zhe was taken aback by him.

Chen Zilong said:

"Why are you still here?"

"What? No way? Li Zheli said confidently, "I have always admired the county lord, and I thought about it for a long time, maybe I will be inspired at some moment to make a good poem, what is not to do?" Don't you hear that the article is natural, and you can get it by chance! Is it only you, a little white face, who can make poetry? I'm calling sincerity to the golden stone for opening! What do you know? ”

If it weren't for the fact that Chen Zilong and him were really a pair of bad friends, and they couldn't understand each other anymore, they would really be frightened by Li Zhe's pretentiousness.

Chen Zilong looked at Li Zhe and couldn't believe that this was from Li Zhe's mouth.

Admiring the county lord is admiration, everyone here today admires the county lord, but who would say it so bluntly like Li Zhe at this moment.

The people around him couldn't get used to it, and couldn't help but say:

"Li Zhe, what kind of person is the princess, just because you dare to think wrongly about the county lord, you are too shameless, it is simply blasphemy, as if you really know how to write poetry."

Li Zhe has always been a hillbilly from the edge island in the eyes of his classmates in the state school, his ancestors won the knighthood by virtue of military merits, and then the younger generations inherited the title by virtue of their grace and ability.

In addition, Li Zhe's own grades in state school have always been counted down, and his homework is not good, which is even more disdainful.

It's just that this person is not self-aware, and at the moment he is still thinking about composing poems and inviting pets in front of the county lord, this has to be a multi-best person to do this kind of thing, all kinds of ugliness, it really makes the classmates laugh off their big teeth, and almost no one will believe that he can write good poems.

Naturally, someone wanted to refute him.

However, in the face of this person's ridicule, Li Zhe didn't care at all, at this time, just talking about the benefits of the tongue can't prove anything, and waiting for a while to see the real chapter is the ability.

didn't talk about Li Zhe's side, but said that someone had already made a poem in front of him at this time, which attracted everyone's attention, and everyone gathered around.

The person who preemptively made the poem was a classmate, with red lips and white teeth, handsome and extraordinary, but he was the same class of the two in the state school, and Lu Fan, the best scholar in the class, had always been quick and wise, and was the best at composing poetry, but he didn't expect to be the first to make it here today.

I heard him say:

"Parting with love,

Like a storm to its wrath,

It extinguishes a small fire,

It can also make the fire burn. ”

As soon as this poem came out, many people immediately shut up.

A lot of people compare it to their own poems, hey! I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, I'm afraid of comparing the goods, and many people make poems compared with this poem, and they become the goods that throw off the street.

These modern poems are short and capable, but the charm is endless, a few simple sentences, but inspiring people to think deeply, ordinary people often think that parting is the most painful thing in love, so there are countless articles describing the pain of lovesickness and parting, and this is not the case for thousands of years. However, Lu Fan's poem has found a different way, thinking that parting can sublimate real feelings, and the feelings of parting are more intense and sincere, and this level of realm is a cut above the ordinary parting poems.

Lu Fan can write such poems, has obtained the essence of the use of vernacular sentences, traditional ancient poetry, pay attention to subtlety, point to stop, the most seeking artistic conception, I didn't expect Lu Fan's short modern poem, there is a similar realm vaguely.

The county lord sitting on it commented:

"Lu Fanjun, this poem is profound, and it is very meaningful."

Lu Fan was praised by the county lord, and when he landed, it was like eating two taels of wine, and a red cloud floated on his face.

And everybody came forward to congratulate,

"Not bad, not bad! Well said the county lord! Today, it is still Brother Lu's quick thinking, who is one head higher than me, and I am willing to bow down. ”

Lu Fan was surrounded by everyone, his steps were as light as stepping on stilts, and he was so happy that he didn't know who he was.

At this moment, Li Zhe suddenly took the initiative to take a step forward,

"Everyone! Brother Lu's poems are excellent, but I also have to have a poem here, but I have to compare with Brother Lu! ”