Liu Feng's head was a little bold, the little girl glanced at him, first smiled shyly, and asked him to sit down on the other side of the table, before whispering to him: "I want to join my poetry club, but I also have to be evaluated, I can't pass, I won't accept you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

looked at the little girl opposite with wide eyes. With a serious look, Liu Feng was also a little speechless, now he understands, he must have gone to the wrong place, he didn't expect that in addition to Zhen Mi's poetry club in Yecheng, there were also other women who ran poetry clubs, which was very unexpected to him.

Swallowing his saliva with some difficulty, Liu Feng said cautiously: "That, may I ask how many women's poetry clubs are there in Yecheng?" ”

"Are you in the wrong place?" The little girl suddenly smiled and said softly, "There are only two women-run poetry clubs in Yecheng, one is Sister Zhen and the other is me, but mine is far inferior to Sister Zhen's Poetry Club~" The little girl said at the end, staring at Liu Feng with big eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Isn't this little girl afraid that I'm leaving? To be honest, Liu Feng really wanted to leave, but seeing that this little girl looked pitiful, he had to make a bitter face, and comforted her with a smile: "I'm not looking for the wrong place, I've always heard that there is a poetry club here, and I heard that the woman who runs the poetry club is only eight buckets tall and full of money." That's why I wanted to join. "Damn, it's a real headache to tell a lie, Liu Feng touched the sweat, if he hadn't looked at the little girl so cute, he was reluctant to hit her, he would have slipped away a long time ago.

The little girl seemed to have never heard others praise her, a pair of big eyes suddenly narrowed into a crescent moon, then lowered her head, gently twisted her petite body, her little hands twisted her clothes more fiercely, her dimples were shallow, and her small mouth opened slightly: "Really? ......”

Liu Feng was completely adored by this little girl, and said with a smile: "Of course it's true, otherwise I wouldn't have come." ”

The little girl glanced at him quietly, lowered her head and muttered, "But you still have an assessment~"

What? Liu Feng was a little confused, the assessment was assessed, why was it so difficult? He smiled and said, "What is the test, although the girl has the question?" If I can't answer, I'll leave immediately. But he thought so in his heart, if he could answer, he would answer, and if he couldn't answer, he would hurry up and find the Zhen sisters. In this way, I don't have to worry about what the little girl will do.

When the little girl saw him say this, she was a little bolder, she stood up gently, paced into the small courtyard, looked at it, and suddenly turned back to him and smiled: "Then you can use this winter scene full of courtyards to make a poem." ”

Liu Feng looked at her smiling face, a little stunned, this little girl looks like she is about twelve years old, she is already so charming, and she will have it when she grows up? Isn't that another demon who has brought disaster to the country and the people?

Thinking of this, he quickly shook his head, although this little girl is good, but she is too young, he has no hobby of young teeth, he also stood up, came to the house, looked at the withered scenery of the courtyard, and his heart slowly calmed down, there are many large and small pots and pots in the courtyard, but the most striking thing is that in a large vat, a few dead branches of the Chinese plant, staggering, not that this lotus branch attracts him, but that this jar is too big.

It's a pity that the season is not right, the jar is a withered, next to the jar is a small tripod, which is planted with some chrysanthemums, this season is also withered, but the branches are slender, even the dried chrysanthemums are still swaying in the wind, but it is also stronger than the withered lotus in the big vat.

Looking further aside, there was nothing to see except for a few flowering plants that could not be named, and there was nothing to be seen.

Liu Feng's mind was racing, thinking about poetry, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "There is." ”

The little girl looked at the decayed winter scene in the courtyard, was sad about the spring and autumn, was screamed by him, really frightened, looked at the back of him running into the house, glared at him fiercely, and reluctantly followed in.

Liu Feng picked up the brush on the table, took out a piece of paper, dipped it in ink, and wrote quickly.

"Okay," Liu Feng put down the brush and said with a smile: "Girl, please see, can you pass the test?" ”

The little girl looked at his excited cheeks, a little puzzled, stretched out her thin arm to take the piece of paper, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but murmur softly: "The lotus is no longer covered with rain, and the chrysanthemum is still proud of the frost branches." A good year must be remembered, the most orange, yellow, orange and green. She read it once and seemed to be a little unsatisfied, and read it silently a few more times, and a trace of flushing slowly appeared on her white and tender cheeks, and suddenly she frowned, looked at him and said strangely, "Why is "Untitled" called "Untitled"? ”

Liu Feng snorted, scratched his ears, and said with a forced smile: "The scenery in the courtyard is inexhaustible, and the girl asked me to write the winter scenery of the courtyard, so I had to use "Untitled" to summarize it." After Liu Feng finished writing, he realized that something was wrong, although this poem is a good poem, but it can only be used here to meet the situation, and it is not anything else. I can't help but feel a little apprehensive.

Fortunately, after listening to his explanation, the little girl didn't ask anything, just bowed her head slightly, and continued to stare at the poems on the paper. Liu Feng saw her serious look, and he didn't know what to think in his heart, originally he was just writing and playing casually, and he didn't take it seriously, he was still very clear in his heart, although there were a lot of ancient poems and ancient words in his heart, but it was only in specific circumstances, and it was bragging about it, compared with this little girl with a serious face, it was really not a way, he was a little ashamed, and he was going to go. The footsteps moved cheaply.

took two steps lightly, came to the door of the house, and saw that the little girl did not move, Liu Feng sighed lightly and strode out.

"Childe", the little girl was a little fascinated by the poems, and for a while she forgot that there was a living big man beside her, when she reacted, Liu Feng had already walked to the courtyard, she hurriedly chased out, and said eagerly, "Childe is so dignified how to say that he will leave, is it not because he looks down on me, the Yuelai Poetry Society?" ”

How dare I, I'm afraid that I, a rude person, will insult your holy land, Liu Feng looked back at her and smiled bitterly: "I'm half-witted, and I can't really be elegant, so the girl won't be shabby me." ”

The girl smiled lightly, and said softly: "If the son is not talented, in my opinion, the Wind and Rain Poetry Society will also go out of business." ”

"Wind and Rain Poetry Society?" Liu Feng hadn't heard of it, and wondered: "What kind of poetry club is this, is it very famous?" ”

The little girl's big eyes lit up, and she stared at him and said strangely: "Haven't you even heard of Sister Zhen's Wind and Rain Poetry Society?" ”