"Huh? Uh...... "Gu Panzhu's brain was spinning rapidly, "I think now, uh...... The weather is good, uh, the plum blossoms are good, everything is so good, it's not very suitable for poetry, we should enjoy the plum blossoms, uh, seriously feel this beautiful scene. ”

He Deze frowned slightly, just because everything is so good, isn't it a good time for poetry?

On Christmas Eve, "Gu Panzhu" did not shirk a lot, but showed his talents generously, almost without thinking, what happened today?

"Miss Gu really doesn't have to be modest, or you should start first."

Gu Panzhu is going crazy, I've dated him a few times before, although I also mentioned asking her to compose poems, couplets, etc., but her attitude is not so tough, what's going on today, she looks like she has to try a few pounds and a few taels.

In fact, He Deze really didn't mean anything else, he didn't have a tough attitude before, because he thought that Gu Panzhu wouldn't be able to save face for her. But since Christmas Eve, He Deze has known Gu Panzhu's strength, and he wants to learn from her, how can he give up such a good opportunity. What's more, he thought that Gu Panzhu was just shy, so he was a little reluctant.

He Deze was just about to speak, but Gu Panzhu hurriedly interrupted him: "Uh, I really don't think it's a good time to write poetry, uh, that's okay, let's write poetry, yes, write poetry." Ah, I can make one right now. Uh, wait, I think about it. ”

Gu Panzhu was incoherent, in fact, she didn't know what she said at all, all her energy was recalling what ancient poems could be used, and at the same time, her mouth was open and closed to drag someone.

"Ah, I thought. Goose goose goose, song to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves. Gu Panzhu, who was so nervous that she almost forgot her surname, patted her chest and finally remembered a song.

He Deze looked at Gu Panzhu strangely, and when he was about to say something, Gu Panzhu interrupted him again: "Wait a while, you wait a while." Are you not satisfied with this poem, it doesn't matter, uh, I still have, and ......"

I desperately recalled, there was, "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground." Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

I thought of a song, and soon I was able to drive out the second song, Gu Panzhu couldn't care so much, in short, I thought of what to say: "Well, who knows that Chinese food on the plate is hard work." That's enough, right? ”

After saying that, Gu Panzhu burned his buttocks, and rushed forward.

Only He Deze was left confused behind.

What are you doing?

Is Gu Panzhu sick in the brain? Who told her to memorize poems?

He Deze's legs and feet were longer than Gu Panzhu's, and he caught up with Gu Panzhu in three or two steps, and said, "If Miss Gu doesn't want to be a poet, she can also write a poem." It's not as good as ......."

Gu Panzhu suddenly fell: "Oh, my feet, it hurts." ”

He Deze paused, and when he saw Gu Panzhu rolling on the ground, his brows were tightly locked, why did the same person feel so different on different occasions.

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Gu Huizhu followed Gao Mulian and gradually walked to the depths of the plum blossoms.

Seeing a few couples taking pictures, Gu Huizhu said regretfully: "I forgot to bring my camera, I really want to take pictures."

Gao Mulian looked at Gu Huizhu gently, and suddenly conjured up a camera out of nowhere, focusing on Gu Huizhu, and said, "Baby, look here." ”

Gu Huizhu was surprised and delighted: "Oh my God, you brought a camera, why didn't I know?" ”

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