But seeing Yun Wanqing's pretty face with rain, Gao Mingyuan was crazy again, he heard that Yun Tianqiu, the lord of Lingyun City, had the intention of recruiting relatives for his daughter, so he rushed to Lingyun City, but he didn't expect to see the scene of Yun Wanqing and Zhu Dachang being so affectionate, and anyone would be so angry that they wanted to go crazy.

It's not that Gao Mingyuan really likes Yun Wanqing as much as in the poem, his heart is higher than the sky, and he thinks that ordinary women are not worthy of him, only the talented woman Yun Wanqing can match him, and they are classmates, so they have the idea of marrying the Lord of Lingyun City.

"Don't cry, everyone is watching," Zhu Ziming stroked the tears on her face and said softly.

Yun Wanqing cried and laughed: "It's not that you made poems to deceive my tears." ”

Zhu Ziming looked at her coquettish appearance, Chu Chu was pitiful and sweet and lovely, his heart fluttered, he couldn't help but want to kiss her, and said with a smile: "I also feel it." ”

Why did I get a coincidence, fortunately I didn't need a matchmaker, as the poem said, the two of them met by fate in Xianyun Lake, and they didn't rely on the words of the matchmaker, but it was caused by fate.

Zhu Ziming's domineering leakage again, everyone admired him for his five-body throw, even if it was not Yongmei's poem, he failed to highlight the theme, he could say a different taste, he was really the first person in the ages.

Gao Mingyuan felt everyone's reverent gaze on "Zhu Dachang", gritted his teeth with jealousy, and clenched his fists and said: "I didn't expect Brother Zhu to still have a bit of literary talent, but the poems you made are not Yongmei, and they are not too good to win."

This is very tactful, but everyone has already understood the mind of Gao Caizi, he is not convinced if he loses, and he has to compete again!

Zhu Ziming said bluntly: "You mean to try again?" ”

Without waiting for Gao Mingyuan to answer, Zhu Ziming continued: "Don't do it, composing poetry is purely Yaxing, why bother to be serious? ”

Zhu Ziming smiled evilly, and made Gao Mingyuan laugh a little crazy, and said angrily in his heart: "If Brother Zhu is afraid, then forget it"

"Since Brother Gao wants to play, I'll play with you," Zhu Ziming spoke lightly, looking like he looked at you completely, and everyone laughed snickering, if others dared to say such a big thing, they would not be sprayed to death, but Zhu Gongzi is different, he is a world-famous talent, the first place in the poetry club, it is already your honor to be able to play with you!

"Humph!" Gao Mingyuan snorted heavily, then lowered his head, and after thinking hard for a while, his eyes lit up and said:

"The crowd shook off the solitary beauty and occupied the small garden.

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.

The frost bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul.

Fortunately, there is a slight groan, and there is no need for sandalwood gold bottles."

The first couplet starts with Mei not afraid of the cold, smiling in the wind, the words "many" and "alone" are opposite, saying that there is only this flower between heaven and earth, which is how clean and high. However, although the plum product is high, but not proud, only in a small garden and is a small garden in the mountains, it is actually a lonely self-appreciation in the pavilion in the air, this is what a kind of "rich tranquility" and full of beauty, this poem will be the plum blossoms portrayed vividly, good talent let everyone admire.

Such a seven-character long poem, which can still be written word by word, is really rare, and everyone sighed in unison: "What a poem!" ”

This poem is indeed incisive, Yun Wanqing secretly praised it in her heart, but no matter how powerful he is, he can't compare to his brother Zhu, and Brother Zhu's attainments in poetry are incomparable!

Zhu Ziming clapped his palms and said: "Yes, not bad, Comrade Xiao Gao, your progress is quite fast, which is worthy of praise." ”

What is the name of Comrade Xiao Gao, everyone was stunned when they heard it, and now Zhu Gongzi still looks like an "adult", which really makes people cry and laugh, especially Gao Mingyuan, who was proud just now, is even more indignant in his heart, what the hell is this!

Gao Mingyuan's eyes showed a look of disdain: "Please also ask Brother Zhu to give it." ”

"Since Brother Gao wants to listen to Yongmei's poem so much, then I'll have a random one," Zhu Ziming pouted and said.

Everyone was stunned for a casual song, if Zhu Ziming's poem was better than Gao Mingyuan's, wouldn't Gao Mingyuan vomit blood angrily? Any song, he can't be beaten

Zhu Ziming glanced at the plum blossoms in the corner, thought about it and said, "There are a few plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone."

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

When everyone was amazed by the artistic conception of the poem, they felt a kind of "dark fragrance" colorless, but it put a hazy color on the picture. Clarity and obscurity are intertwined, like a hole in the snow, creating a flickering movement. It was also like a wisp of light smoke, moving forward in waves, blocking in front of the plum branches. It's just a few short poems, but it's the pen and ink that unfolds the artistic conception layer by layer, and a few real strokes mention the infinite virtual scene, and the spirit of Mei Zhi is also vividly expressed, which is wonderful!

"A good remote knowledge is not snow, for there is a dark fragrance" everyone read softly, and then said with emotion, this poem simply can't say a bad word, it's really good.

The audience's intoxicated expressions have proved that Zhu Ziming's poetry has once again surpassed Gao Mingyuan!

This time, both of them are talking about plum blossoms, Gao Mingyuan has nothing to say when he loses, but he is still unwilling to lose in his heart, and his face is unhappy: "Brother Zhu, today you are lucky to beat me, and he said that I will come to visit again!" ”

wanted to show himself in front of Yun Wanqing, but lost at the hands of an unknown "Zhu Dachang", Gao Mingyuan was resentful, but he didn't want to lose face in front of everyone, so he strode away.

Zhu Ziming looked at his figure, looking at the plum blossoms, the cold wind was howling, but he was still standing proudly on the branches, thinking that his fake son-in-law was still a fake, and there was still a long way to go, and he had no clue about Wanqing's affairs, but so many difficulties he had passed, what was this? A trace of arrogance flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "The blade of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!" ”

The entire plum garden was silent again, and even Gao Mingyuan stopped walking away, stunned on the spot! The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold to such a warning verse, revealing the unchanging philosophy of life - the sharpness of the sword and the incomparable fragrance of plum blossoms are obtained after a lot of hardships, so if a person wants to achieve achievements, he must be able to endure hardships, exercise more, and win victory by his own efforts.

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