Regarding Fang Hongji's praise, Su Wenjun replied with some hesitation: "Mr. Fang's vision is really amazing, in fact, this poem is my old work." ”

Hearing that since it was Miss Su's work, several people naturally praised it and praised Su Wenjun shyly.

At this time, someone suddenly pushed the door and walked in, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, so lively!" ”

Fang Hong gradually looked up, and saw that it was an extremely beautiful girl, especially the shallow dimples that made it easy for people to indulge in, but at this time, Miss Su stood up and introduced: "This is my cousin Tang Xiaofu, this girl has been messing around since she was a child, don't be surprised." Then he introduced Cao Yuanlang and Fang Hongjian to Tang Xiaofu.

After seeing Tang Xiaofu, Fang Hong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Tang Xiaofu is really Qian Lao's favorite woman, she is indeed a rare beauty, and she is smart, cute, lively and straightforward, which can be called "the rare thing in a modern civilized society". It's a pity that this woman must not be touched, because her possessiveness is too strong.

"The person I love, I want to be able to occupy his entire life, before he meets me, he has no past, leaving a blank waiting for me", this sentence can fully express Tang Xiaofu's concept of love, but unfortunately this does not coincide with Fang Hongji's concept of love, so he doesn't want to follow the old path in the original book.

Just when Fang Hong was thinking about it, Tang Xiaofu suddenly proposed: "Since you have all heard my cousin's work, you should also contribute a new work, otherwise my cousin will suffer too much." ”

Hearing this proposal, Fang Hong couldn't help but wail in his heart, what are you really afraid of, I, which poem should I copy to meet the situation?

Although Fang Hong was gradually unwilling, the fat man Cao on the other end was very happy, and stood up directly and said, "Then I will sacrifice the ugliness first!" ”

As he spoke, Cao Yuanlang recited aloud: "Last night's stars, tonight's swaying in the wind drifting into the night, the plump white pregnant woman's belly trembled and stuck to the sky, when did this widowed fugitive woman have a new husband?" JUG! Efagoeilmodo in the sludge--- Nightingale sings! ...... On a summer night after the rain, the earth is fertile and new, and the smallest grass participates in the silent cry of WIRSID! ”

Then he began to explain that "fugitive woman" refers to Chang'e, "pregnant woman's belly" refers to the full moon, "nightingale in the mud" refers to frogs, and so on.

I don't know if Miss Su is taking care of Cao Yuanlang's face or what, in short, after Cao Yuanlang finished explaining, she opened her mouth and praised: "The five words of silent shouting really convey all the vitality of summer's stupid anger, and there is no sentence without allusions, Mr. Cao is really a talent!" ”

Hearing this compliment, Cao Fatzi's round fat face seemed to be oozing butter with joy, but Tang Xiaofu said unceremoniously: "Mr. Cao, your poem is too cruel to those of us who have no knowledge, and we can't understand or understand a single word of the foreign words in the poem." ”

Cao Yuanlang said: "The style of my poem can be appreciated more by people who don't know foreign characters." The title is the meaning of miscellaneous, eighteen pulls, you just need to see that suddenly use this person's verses, suddenly use that person's verses, Chinese sandwiched Western Chinese, naturally there is a mixed impression. Miss Tang, you have appreciated this mixed impression, haven't you? Miss Tang had no choice but to nod. Cao Yuanlang's face was full of smiles, like throwing stones on the surface of the water, and said: "That is, I have grasped the essence of this poem, and I don't need to seek the meaning of the poem." Poetry has meaning is the misfortune of poetry! ”

Looking at the smugness on Cao Fatzi's face, Zhao Xinlin, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but sneer: "Actually, really good poetry doesn't need to be so troublesome and complicated, I recently heard a poem, although there are only four sentences, but the meaning is long." ”

"Oh, what kind of poem, it's so powerful with only four sentences, Brother Xinlin, you read it and listen to it." Tang Xiaofu asked curiously.

Zhao Xinlin coughed lightly, and then said loudly: "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs." The bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams! ”

Hearing these four poems, Fang Hong almost fell off the chair in shock, and said in his heart: Could it be that this Zhao Xinlin is also a traveler?

Just when Fang Hong was gradually shocked, Miss Su said with a smile on the side: "Mr. Bian Zhilin's "Broken Chapter" is indeed far-reaching, although the language is simple and plain, but it contains a profound philosophy of life. ”

Cao Yuanlang also hurriedly said: "That's right, I heard that this was originally a section of a long poem, but Mr. Bian was only satisfied with these four sentences, so he simply abandoned the rest of the part, this kind of courage is really impressive!" ”

Hearing this, Fang Hongjian realized that Zhao Xinlin was not a traveler, but that this "Broken Chapter" has now been released, fortunately, Zhao Xinlin said it first, otherwise he would have wanted to find an opportunity to use this poem to pretend to be forced when standing on the bridge. It seems that the poems of the Republic of China can't be copied indiscriminately, in case you inadvertently copy a poem that has already been published, then it will be embarrassing. But the problem is that I really can't tell when these poems were published, it seems that I have time to inquire about Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley" and Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree" are now haunting.

Just when Fang Hongjian was thinking wildly, Miss Su suddenly asked him, "Hongchuan, have you written a new poem recently?" Take it out and let us enjoy it. ”

Fang Hong, who was in a period of confusion and confusion, naturally waved his hand again and again: "You know, I've been so busy lately, I really don't have time to write poems, so I'm really sorry today." ”

It may be that Fang Hongji's demeanor made Cao Yuanlang feel that there was an opportunity, so he pouted on the side: "Mr. Fang, it's okay for you to recite a piece of your previous work, you won't say that you have only written a poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" for so many years, right?" ”

Fang Hong, who was forced to have almost no way out, gradually begged God to worship Buddha in his heart, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jesus Christ, which of you told me a poem that can be used now! Thinking of the gods and Buddhas, Fang Hongji's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and then he said: "I had a poem before that I was very satisfied with, but this poem was too heavy, so I didn't want to read this poem in today's relaxed atmosphere. ”

PS: It's a very depressing thing, in fact, I have already done the cover of this book, but I was sent back by the review, saying that I can't use real photos as covers, which involves infringement. But the problem is, reborn Fang Hongji, I don't need the stills of Mr. Chen Daoming, so who do I use? Now I can only wait for the artist to do it for me......