"Since it is the content of the competition I chose, the poem question will be up to you", as soon as Tang Que's words came out, he attracted another round of applause.

First of all, he was-for-tat when choosing the content of the competition, and he showed generosity in the question, this Tang Que attacked the strong with weakness but did not take advantage of the slightest advantage, and then looked at his calmness and calmness in the face of Liu Suifeng, but he was much stronger than Wang Jiaxiang, who had been timid just now. I really didn't expect that the old Tang, who has always been inconspicuous in the class, would still have such a side.

After Liu Suifeng glanced at Tang Que deeply, he smiled and said slightly: "Fellow students, how about you choose a topic?" He has always been proud, and the meaning of his words is that he doesn't want to take advantage of Tang Que.

"Okay! In fact, there is nothing to compare with", the Jinshi students who followed Liu with the wind casually glanced around, and then chose the target, "There is no scene near the left, just take the peach tree as the theme, the two pillars of incense kung fu are limited, as for the quality of the poem, there is a public opinion of your classmates."

With a finger of their hands, the students who had climbed the peach tree to watch the excitement because there were too many people hurriedly slipped down from the tree.

The season is the beginning of March, it was originally the time when the peach blossoms were blooming, and the peach tree they selected also bloomed well, but the peach blossoms of this tree had gone through a wind and rain last night, and there were students rushing up to rub back and forth just now, and at this time it was already a look of withered flowers. In the spring, the peach tree, the highlight is not on the flowers, how to sing this at this time?

Looking at the lively many students, they looked at the peach tree, then looked at Liu Suifeng and Tang Que, and then looked at the peach tree, and silently gave way to the peach tree.

By the time Tang Que and Liu Suifeng arrived, the people within three feet of the peach tree had all consciously retreated, and the crowd that became more and more crowded quietly watched the two people who were competing around the peach tree.

Standing quietly under the tree, after first looking at half of the residual red and the petals on the ground, Tang Que raised his head again and carefully patrolled the branches, following the dark trunk soaked in the night rain to the green peach leaves, and he happened to see a peach blossom that had just opened at the front of this upright branch.

Blowing the warm spring breeze, against the backdrop of the residual red all over the ground, this peach blossom that has just bloomed is so delicate and dazzling, exuding full of vitality.

After staring at the flowers for a long time, familiar poems have emerged from the bottom of Tang Que's heart, and at this moment, Liu Suifeng has also made a custom, and he didn't wait for Tang Que, he first chanted to himself:

The peach blossoms * warm bloom first, and no one looks at it when it is bright. It's a pity that after the shower, the residual red flakes are a little bit of berry moss.

His poem is purely realistic, and the sentence "Bright and no one sees" is as straight as a vernacular, but it is better than freshness and catchy reading. "Residual Red Piece" uses only four characters to outline a scene of flowers all over the ground, especially the latter "point" word is extremely elegant, and it is even wonderful to refine words. Looking at the whole poem, it is really good, and if you consider that this is an improvised poem chanted in a short period of time, the evaluation can be even higher.

The onlookers are all county school sergeants, even if they can't do it, they have a lot of backs on weekdays, and they still have the basic appreciation ability under the influence of their ears and eyes, although most students are not used to seeing the madness of Liu Suifeng in the past day, but at this moment seeing that he has such a talent, he can't say that he has to sigh a "good" word.

Originally, because of Tang Que's performance just now, the Ming Jing science students were gloomy for a while after listening to this poem, writing poetry is not like the Ming Jing, kung fu can produce results, it values talent more. Hey, it's not as good as being talented, and there's no way around it.

Zhang Xiangwen, who was standing in front of the crowd, listened to Liu Suifeng's poem, and didn't care that he had just been hit by the ring ruler in his hand, gritted his teeth fiercely and put his hands together, there was a fierce rubbing, damn it, now just wait for the competition to end, he is going to step forward to find Liu Suifeng to challenge his fists and feet. If you don't beat this rabbit with a face full of flowers, you can't get rid of the hatred in your heart.

The cheers around him were like he hadn't heard them for Liu Suifeng, and after chanting, he turned to Tang Que and said, "Senior Brother Tang, please."

Hearing this, Tang Que looked at Liu Suifeng, and then at the onlookers, and then chanted the same peach blossom poem:

In March, spring returns to stormy days, and the peach blossoms feel the passing year. There are still 3,000 petals of residual red, which is not as fresh as the first bloom!

As soon as he heard Tang Que chant the first two sentences, Liu Suifeng frowned, and his face had changed. also writes about the peach blossoms after the spring storm, "March Spring Returns to the Stormy Day" is better than his "Peach Blossoms * Warm Bloom First" in terms of words and the structure of the picture, and Tang Que's second sentence "The peach blossoms feel the passing years" After the very light sadness, it vaguely contains the philosophy that time is fleeting, which makes the whole poem have a sublimation in the artistic conception.

By the time he heard Tang Que's last two sentences, Liu Suifeng already knew that he had completely lost this competition. He is purely realistic, and although the realistic writing is good, the "residual red pieces" reveal a completely bleak scene, which is inconsistent with the "spring" pointed out in the first sentence. In fact, it is vaguely a taboo. But although Tang Que also wrote "Three Thousand Petals of Residual Red", he wrote this sentence purely to pave the way for the last sentence "not as good as the first bloom".

Tang Que's poem, needless to say, uses words to refine words, although it brings people the feeling of spring rain ruthlessly, spring thoughts are light, but on the whole it maintains the hope of spring and the vitality of spring, and the combination of these two feelings restores the spring that is really felt in reality.

Although they are all peach, Liu sings with the wind is remnant red, while Tang Que sings about the new flowers after the wind and rain, and in general, the quality of these two poems also corresponds to the last two sentences of his Tang Que's poem: Remnant red still has 3,000 petals, which is not as fresh as the first bloom!

Liu Suifeng wrote well, but Tang Que wrote a masterpiece. In this competition, he ended up completely defeated!

"I lost!" , Liu Suifeng's words were very crisp, and he was very arrogant when he lost, "If you have a chance on another day, you should learn from Senior Brother Tang again", after saying this, he turned around and left.

Liu Suifeng, an all-rounder who has been undefeated in the county school recently, finally lost, but he was defeated simply, and even those who have always looked down on him have to admit that he has lost his share and is not ashamed.

It wasn't until Liu Suifeng turned around and walked three or four steps that the cheers of the Ming Jing students who had finished tasting Tang Que's poems sounded. Liu Suifeng, who was so strong in the limelight, was finally killed, and he was killed by the Ming Jing students in the poetry competition, how glorious this must be! Although it was not their hand, as Tang Que's classmate, it was also an honor.

Fifteen or sixteen years old is the time when it is easy to get excited, and then Tang Que felt a crackling sound on his shoulders and arms, thirty people in the same class, almost everyone hugged him and gave him a punch, if he didn't punch such a punch, it was really not enough to vent his excitement. Zhang Xiangwen stood beside him, his face didn't need to be beaten, he was already smiling like a flower.

"Big brother is really big brother, look at him Liu Suifeng is still crazy, after what happened just now, big brother, you have become famous in the county school, I guarantee that all the county school students can know you within a day", finally squeezed out of the crowd, Tang Que, who had something in his heart, saw Zhang Xiangwen making noise, and simply ignored him, and left in a hurry.

Out of the gate of the county school, Tang Que was originally going to go by himself, but as soon as he saw the waiting carriage of Zhang Xiangwen's family, he immediately changed the direction under his feet, "I have something urgent, use your carriage to send me to Tianfu Temple in the north of the city first."

"Urgent? Then why are you still riding a car, it's much faster to ride a horse", Zhang Xiangwen said and beckoned to the two long-term attendants who followed the car to lead the horse over.

Looking at the reins of the horse handed over by Zhang Xiangwen, Tang Que could only say helplessly: "I can't ride?" ”。

"You don't know how to ride a horse?" , no wonder Zhang Xiangwen was surprised, horses were like bicycles in later generations for the Tang people, of course, horses in the Tang Dynasty must be much more expensive than bicycles in later generations. But like the bicycles of later generations, horses are also a necessary tool for travel in this era, especially for scholars, close to visiting relatives and friends, far to travel to catch up with the exam, almost all of the foot strength is horses, like Tang Que is so old and can't ride a horse, just like the high school boy in later generations who can't ride a bicycle, it will inevitably be surprising to say.

"No, no", seeing Zhang Xiangwen's fussy look, Tang Que also felt a little astringent on his face, and he didn't take the reins, turned around and got into the carriage, "Don't hurry up yet."

After Zhang Xiangwen got into the car, he immediately took care of everything to teach Tang Que to learn to ride a horse, and the reason was also sufficient, "You are my eldest brother, and you are a character who has just made a big splash, you can't even ride a horse, and you will lose my ...... when you pass it out."

In this regard, Tang Que has only one feeling, that is: speechless!