The next morning, I washed up and went to the cafeteria to eat, and the radio station in the cafeteria was also broadcasting the details of the upcoming 5th "Baicao Garden" Poetry Contest.

A crisp voice from the host of the school radio station came, "Students, please gather in the school playground after the first class this morning, let us feel the poetic life and regain our youth together! Let us inherit the charm of poetry and learn the gift together! In this poetry contest, we will award awards and award honorary certificates to encourage you, and I hope you will actively participate in the award ceremony! The chairman of the organizing committee of the contest, our poetry principal will also recite the first prize work of this contest affectionately! Students, look forward to it!"

"Cut, I'm afraid you always want to regain your youth, hehe......" Several classmates said and laughed.

"Yoyo, it seems that the principal is going to sing affectionately this time, which is worth looking forward to. ”

Yoyo flicked his tail, and he was also a little excited.

"Do you guess the first prize winner will be him again, this great talent - Liu Changchun, he has always been on the throne of the prince of love songs in the "Baicao Garden" in the past. "There were a couple of girls whispering at the table behind me.

"She is Pan An in Kezhong, and she is both talented and beautiful. ”

"He is Liu Changchun, I like his poetry, and I also bought his published poetry collection "Poetic World", his poetry is so beautiful. An urbane voice came.

"Liu Changchun, hello, my name is Peng Jingjing, and I have admired my name for a long time. I enjoyed reading your poetry collections, and it's a pleasure to meet you. As soon as she finished speaking, the elegant girl went around and sat down across from me.

A quiet blue dress brought out a gorgeous lotus bud that bloomed after the rain, and a pair of springs moved in the jade fat of two flours. A bite and a bite will silence the taste buds, and a smile will make Fang Fei shy. I looked at it, and it seemed to be a little like I was in the painting, and I also felt a little dizzy after drinking a few glasses of wine on the way back from spring. Yoyo saw me stupidly in a daze, and flicked my tail in my arms, and I suddenly woke up.

"Hello, I'm Liu Changchun, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm sorry, but when we met for the first time, there was a feeling of déjà vu. I hurriedly reached out to shake her hand as I explained, and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Amber is quiet at night

Take a leisurely stroll and dance the Milky Way

The cricket sings and dyes Lan Feng

Frost bullet river sound, fog drum autumn se

The night is as quiet as water, and the fish crosses the sound

The rolling waves sweep my heart

boils

It's a heart sound."

She sat down and slowly recited my poem.

"This is a sentence from your "Golden Years", I remember correctly, these sentences are really beautiful, who is this fluttering dress? Your goddess?" she then asked me a few words in a witty and strange way.

"Hehe, Yoyo is actually my pet, a fish in my fish tank. We all laughed.

"Also, also, the song "Who Lost the Fragrance of Flowers on the Journey", I watched it into the painting. She slowly hummed a few more words:

"Bring a bouquet of herbs at the ferry in Miluo

Holding up a penny, Jiang released his sorrow in his heart

Blow the groom's flute and wait in the red candle in the west building

Who lost the fragrance of flowers on the journey

But forgot to come back to collect it

How long will it take?

The tide rises and falls, and the boats come and go

Spring flowers and autumn moons are not too long

But 500 years ago, the Buddha prayed for it

I'm holding this floral scent

Waiting for the return visit of the beautiful woman"

She held the spoon to my head, and I felt like she was going to knock on the wooden fish, and she smiled and turned her head to look at me, jokingly, "What the hell do you have in your head?" ”

"Well, it's nothing, let's have a library. I lowered my head and ate an egg and laughed jokingly.

"By the way, are you also a liberal arts student? "I suddenly wanted to get to know her.

"I'm a science student, but I like literature and history, but my parents wanted me to study science. My ancestors have been scientists for generations, and this is a bit more genetically strong. Hehe......"

"That's it. We looked at each other and smiled. After breakfast, we walked to the school building together.

The first class said goodbye to our anticipation, and the students flocked to the playground.

On the podium on the playground, the podium and the podium have been set up, and the school leadership team has also taken their seats. "The Fifth Baicaoyuan Poetry Contest is about to begin, please sit down in order according to the class and group! The class teachers of each class should pay attention to maintaining the order of the venue...... After the broadcast was broadcast several times, the crowd of people in the army gradually calmed down and stopped, and everyone sat down in order. Because it was convenient for me to come to the stage to receive the award, the organizing committee arranged for me to sit in the first row, quite close to the leaders at all levels of the school. Hehe, even the pimples on their faces can be seen clearly.

"Now, let us welcome President Wang's speech with warm applause!" the host opened his arms with pride.

"Xiao Li, how many times have I said it, low-key, low-key. Oily, hairspray-spraying, double-haired, and energetic, Principal Wang took the microphone with a smile and instructed on his work.

"I'm sorry to forget again. The host stood timidly to the side, and I looked at it and wanted to laugh.

"Low-key, low-key ......" Youyou imitated Principal Wang in my arms.

"Students, today is a sunny day, like a new sun. Now that we, the working people, have turned over and become the masters, our lives are getting better and better, and our spiritual and cultural life must not be left behind! Students, you are the future of our new China!" he said, pressed the microphone, took a sip of tea and continued.

"A big part of our spiritual life is poetry. Students, think about it, how heroic and unrestrained our Tang Dynasty culture is, how radiant it is! In particular, our Tang Dynasty poems have made the world cultural circles give a thumbs up and praise again and again!" Principal Wang said proudly and gave a thumbs up.

"Therefore, our school actively responds to the call of the state, vigorously develops and promotes poetry culture development activities, mainly to cultivate everyone's interest in poetry and literature, starting from the seedlings! Excavate and cultivate a group of poetry talents for the country! You are the hope of our school! Therefore, you must strive to write poems well! I look forward to going out of our Kezhong in the future, a few Li Bai and Du Fu!"

The applause under the playground was thunderous, and it was not peaceful for a long time, as if poetry was the voice of 1987 and the voice of this era!

"Students, you should learn the spirit of Guo Lao's poetry, and become stronger when you are old! The older you get, the brighter you become! Don't be like Haizi, despair of our times! The Great Wall of China will never fall, and the morning sun will still be red every day! The great mountains and rivers of the motherland are the root and strength of your poetry!" The applause rang out again, and Principal Wang cleared his throat, paused, and took two sips of tea.

"Students, I am very happy, I still see the hope of poetry and the hope of our school in this poetry contest! Next, I would like to ask the host to announce the list of winners of this poetry contest and award the award certificate!"

"Now I solemnly announce that Wu Haoyue won the Excellence Award in the Fifth "Baicao Garden" Poetry Contest, Li Qingzhu won the third prize, Wang Jiayuan won the second prize, and Liu Changchun won the first prize! Let us invite the awarding guests and winners to the stage with warm applause!

"Master, I heard your name, hurry up and get the prize!" Yoyo muttered as he rolled around in my arms.

"Low-key, low-key. I whispered and walked straight down the steps in front of me to accept the award with everyone. In fact, this kind of thing has long been commonplace for me.

After taking a group photo with the teachers, when I walked off the podium with the award certificate, Peng Jingjing held a bouquet of flowers and walked up to me with joy, "Congratulations! You are really amazing, I will listen to the principal recite your poems, this bouquet of flowers for you!"

"Thank you!"

"Let's take a picture together!" Peng Jingjing motioned to her best friend, and as we smiled and posed, the shutter pressed to record the beautiful moment.

After the photoshoot, she returned to the back seat, and it turned out that she had been sitting behind me silently watching me.

"Students, be quiet, be quiet!" the host waved the microphone and walked around the podium twice, "Let's invite President Wang to recite Liu Changchun's first-prize poem "Ode to the Yellow Mountain" with warm applause!" and then trotted happily and handed the microphone to Principal Wang.

Principal Wang, dressed in a Mao suit, looked particularly cheerful, standing up and pacing on the podium with the manuscript of "Ode to the Yellow Mountain". He lifted his glasses and began to read enthusiastically.

"The rock is like a temple

Such as shuttle celestials

Under the sleeves is a murmuring stream

Just like Yu Ji's charming Tianjiao

So the overlord dominated the stage of Cheng Changgeng's Peking Opera

Time passes

How many fierce pillars of the country are carved in the mold

In the vast sea of clouds, seventy-two divine peaks stand up

The sea of clouds is like a rushing Atami

The heat in his chest boiled like a volcano

It's like a goddess of freedom in a dream

The complexion is as white as snow

In the blazing truth, like a phoenix in nirvana

Feathers

He also practiced in Huangshan, attained enlightenment, became an immortal, and was reborn

In the rolling torrent of the myth of Yellow Mountain

I galloped the cable car in my hand

Feathered into the North Star in the Time Portal

And the moonlight of Huizhou

I ran on a hundred-step ladder that reached the sky

Drinking wind, thunder and lightning, banishing the year-old kite in the rooftop storm

Seek the truth of freedom and the sweetness of love

Beyond the blue sky, straight to the heavens

I am the shepherd who harvests Van Gogh's sunflowers

waved in his hand to drive away the stunned willow silk

Speak with the same accent

On the way, I met a soulmate from my hometown

Lao Tzu, Zhou Yu, Cao Cao, Lu Meng, Bao Zheng

Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Xi, Xu Xiake, Li Hongzhang, Sun Liren

......

We come from all walks of life

They have found hope and light for the sheep in every era

All of them have written a new atmosphere, heaven and earth and will for Huangshan

A product of Yellow Mountain, the sky is high and the clouds are light

Huangshan

A pine rock floating on Penglai Island

Wrapped in the majesty of Mount Tai and the vastness of the East China Sea

Heavy red makeup oozes from the cracked back

It was the red splendor of the oxidation on the Huaxia soldiers

The verdant green pines are like ancient patinas fading out of ink

In the howling mountain wind

Narrates the first emperor's clever plan to sweep Liuhe

Talk about the Spring and Autumn history of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors who opened up their territories

There is also deep purple and resolute bone marrow, and jade-colored agate-like jewelry

In the sun, moon, stars, and rivers, he is molded into a yellow-skinned giant

Standing in the East

Huangshan

You are the source of the power of the East

The hand of Huangshan pine

Holding coal, oil, prehistoric wind, fire, thunder and lightning

Holding the mine, holding the jade, holding the dreamy dream of the future

You bury the weight deep in the earth

Slowly reach the center of the earth, and smile on the head

Huangshan

You are the gift of the Creator

Cuckoo on the cliff

An abrupt, bright ballet in the ravines and abysses

In the solemn cutting of the earth

You put the head of the beautiful and noble

Hold the crown high above the crown and throw it on the top of the mountain

Huangshan

You are a sage with four beauties in mind

Cangshi Qingsong smiled at guests from all over the world

Strange pine stones, Yunhai hot springs, bright top ......

Wonderful pen flowers, like Li Bai

He visited each other every day and took the bridge to tiptoe

Huangshan

You are the visiting of the Hui School of Moonlight

Shengji Peerless Learning Gives Birth to Thousand Autumn Articles

Jian'an Literature, Xin'an Literature, Tongcheng School......

Star-studded, like a sea

Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming

Huangshan

Pick up a leaf hair peak

Hearty reflection of a round of laurel

I think it was a fish from the Yangtze River and the Huai River

Dipping in the ink of the Jianghuai monks

In the four treasures of the study in Huizhou

Wandering, leisurely, intoxicated with Huatianbao, scenery Changchun

Shengji, inheritance, return visit Cheng Zhu Lixue, poetry and books

Huangshan

Fill this cup, this fragrant jade liquid elixir

It is the mellowness of the ancient well of the water

It is the Ganwei who comes from the Xin'an River

On the moonlight of the Qinglian monks lingering in the Peach Blossom Lake

You and I will drink another 10,000 rivers

Let the hot heat of the throat pass over the crater of Tengchong

Warmer than the sun in the west

Huangshan

You are an immortal of Lotus Peak

You are the sun on the top of the light

You are the declaration of the seventy-two peaks

You are the thrush that swirls on the road to the clouds

Send the most beautiful, purest and hottest love words in Lover's Valley to the peak

Huangshan

You are the Confucianism of Longyuan Murmuring Creek

You are Xu Xiake's bamboo cane

You are a literati who left in the top calligraphy Danqing

You are a kind brother of Qinglian Jushi after the wonderful pen of flowers

You are the call of Huangmei Opera in the blood of your mother on the bank of the Yangtze River

Calling the fetal sound of the wanderer Angelica

......

There are so many delicate odes

This moment gathers my heart

Let the vast mountains and rivers of the world be shy, silent and peaceful

Huangshan

I'm the Ice Flower of the Northland

Heard the fairy tales of Snow Country

With the tenderness of ice and jade

With a pear blossom tree, it floated to the hometown of Huizhou in Huangmei Opera

I just want to hug the rooftop pine and sing a classic of "Tianxian Pei".

Huangshan

I am a blue bird in the spring of Liyuan

and the melodiousness of Tang poems and Song lyrics and Yuan songs

Looking for you, the backbone of China in the East

Visit you, the paradise of the phoenix nirvana and the phoenix of a hundred birds

I just want to listen to the majestic nature of the Yellow River and Mount Tai Kunlun

Huangshan

I am a koi fish from the ancient city of Langzhong

Treading the waves and jumping into the study of Huizhou Zhuangyuanlang

Calling for the thunder male and lightning mother's heavenly emblem ink and golden wolf tip

On the noisy jade of the sky and drums, the dragon snake and the pride of the article

Just to highlight the eternal poems of "Spring and Autumn" and "Book of Han" imprinted in the bones

Huangshan

I am a descendant of Genghis Khan

With a long roar, I arrived with the majesty of a horse and a flat river

Your ancient fossils show the majesty of my ancestors' drinking horses, mountains and rivers

The moon is bright and the wind is long, and my surging heart still reverberates with the excitement of Pangu

Eagle snaps

With your soul, I want to fan the great waves of China for 5,000 years and create a prosperous Tang Dynasty again

Huangshan

The dragon spirit of the mountains and rivers of China

The heavenly court of the descendants of Yan and Huang

Thousands of feet of yellow sky and thick soil, thousands of years of crust magic

Howling into a heavenly sound

The Yellow Emperor, who attained enlightenment, poured down the gilded canopy from the Nine Heavens Milky Way

From the Hui school of rice paper to expand the majestic and magnificent murals

Hanging China, fragrant world"

From time to time, thunderous applause rang out in the playground.

"Majestic, powerful!"

"High-end, atmospheric, shocking!"

"Yay, our poet immortal!"

......

The beautiful words are like the spring breeze in March, like the bright and bright bouquet in my hand. Yoyo muttered, "Master, that's great!" as he swam among the flowers.

When the applause quieted down, President Wang came over, held my hand tightly, held the microphone, and said to everyone with pride: "Changchun, the text is like a spring, the thoughts are like rain, the clothes are fluttering, the song is riding the moon, and the wonderful pen is full of flowers!" The writing is like a dragon and a snake absorbing the soul of the Yellow Mountain, wandering on the land of China, spitting the charm of the descendants of Yan and Huang. Wonderful words, wonderful ideas, ethereal thoughts, thousands of stars! This is the hope I see in Kezhong! I am very satisfied! Students, come on!"

"Changchun, it's so well written, you moved me so much!" The principal cried with joy and hugged me so moved that I had to pat the principal on the back and say, "The principal has won the award." ”

After a round of warm applause, Peng Jingjing patted me on the shoulder and said happily:

"Huangshan is calm after shaking the earth!

His thoughts turned into stone lotus,

Love is not old, always keep the wind at home.

You don't see the red sun to welcome guests,

What kind of concierge awe is that?

Pour wine and smile at the sea of clouds!

The momentum is horizontal, and the peaks form a vein,

My Yellow Mountain, you are the only one who respects ....."

Later, the school magazine and the news published this "Ode to Huangshan", and the students left comments one after another, mostly full of beautiful words, endlessly. When I came home from the weekend, my mother was also excited for a long time, and stewed a pot of fish head tofu soup for me, and everyone ate it with laughter.

The next morning, Yoyo covered my head with a water balloon and woke me up with a few flicks of his tail. After a while, my mother knocked on the door to wake me up and handed me a letter, which I couldn't wait to open as soon as I saw the words "Peng Jingjing" written on the postmark.

"Changchun:

See the words as they are. On my behalf, I asked my uncle and aunt if they were in good health and everything was going well. Because I am about to graduate, for the design of my graduation project, I have to rush to Tianchi in the Tianshan Mountains of Xinjiang to study the chemical composition of several ancient algae, and I will not be able to eat with you again in the future, which is a bit of a pity. Summer vacation in two months, hot weather, take care of yourself. I have a copy of "The Poetic World" written by you with me, and I have time to flip through it to express my thoughts. Goodbye, don't read it.

Crystal Book. ”

"Yoyo, the crystal has gone to Tianshan Tianchi, and it is very close to that Lop Nur country and the Tianshan Enchantment. "I suddenly felt a little worried, a little worried. I found that Yoyo was gone, and ran out of the yard to see, Yoyo ran out chasing a frog, and it was strange to say that the frog's bare belly emitted blue-green fluorescence, and the circle of light spread out from its belly to the top of its head, so strange. From a distance, there seemed to be a ball moving in the frog's belly.

"Is this frog pregnant?" I thought to myself, "No, it's completely out of line with logic and the laws of nature." ”

What the hell is this glowing frog? Brother Xuanwu? I touched the back of my head and chased after it.