Looking at Feng Ling's frightened and desperate look, Liu Ling also knew that it was time for him to write poems, otherwise I am afraid that Feng Ling would faint in fright, after all, such a big price, it would be difficult for anyone to have the slightest calmness, and Feng Ling's reaction was completely normal. Thinking of this, Liu Ling suddenly no longer had the slightest hesitation, and then blurted out the first poem.

The first poem should also describe spring, Liu Ling searched hard for a long time in Tang and Song poems, and finally found a poem that could compete with Zhang Shangui. After all, although the ancients of the Tang and Song dynasties were talented, this poem took Zhang Shangui several years to write, and the talent contained in it is by no means comparable to ordinary people, so if you want to beat him, you definitely can't just take a few poems to cover it, so Liu Ling came up with a poem that has been circulated in the Tang and Song dynasties, and even in the whole of China.

Looking at the look of everyone waiting to see the joke, the ridicule on the faces of Lin Gui and Wei Bei was no longer hidden, and the expression on Feng Ling's face became more and more stiff, Liu Ling suddenly opened his mouth slowly and said the poem slowly.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!"

As soon as these two lines of poetry were written, the atmosphere of the audience suddenly froze, and the original ridicule of Liu Ling also stopped abruptly, and even the smiles on Lin Gui and Wei Bei's faces suddenly stiffened, and the ridicule and sluggishness that had not yet dissipated were mixed together, and the jaw had been slightly loosened, which looked extremely funny.

After all, they are also poets with a lot of attainments, so they can naturally see the level of poetry at a glance, although if they are asked to write poems and lyrics, they may not necessarily write that kind of amazing work, but if they talk about appreciating poetry, they will definitely not have much level of deficiency, so they can naturally see that the level of Liu Ling's poem is so high that it has reached an unbelievable level.

Only these two sentences can be said to be like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which makes people feel a kind of momentum of extreme peaks and sharp turns, and these two poems can be said to be full of great vitality.

In spring, the river tide is mighty, connecting with the sea, and a bright moon rises from the sea, as if gushing out with the tide. The moonlight shines on the Spring River, and with the waves shining for thousands of miles, there is bright moonlight in the Spring River in all places. Although this poem has only just given a beginning, but only in terms of the beginning, Liu Ling's poem can be said to be not inferior to the poems written by Zhang Shangui in the past few years, so as soon as these two poems came out, the audience was suddenly shocked, and it can be said that it was full of color.

Lin Gui and Wei Bei obviously didn't expect that Liu Ling could really make poems, and the beginning of these two poems was so novel and refined, so they were also stunned for a moment, and then looked at Liu Ling blankly, but they naturally didn't believe that Liu Ling could win this challenge, and then secretly thought in their hearts.

Even if this guy is lucky, it's just a momentary luck, and looking at what he writes next, I don't believe he can write the whole poem in such a high style, after all, it's too unbelievable. In the stunned eyes of Lin Gui and Wei Bei and everyone, Liu Ling suddenly said the rest of the remaining poems slowly, this poem is called Spring River Flower Moon Night, it was written by Zhang Ruoxu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, Liu Ling used this poem when he was in the Poetry Guild, so this poem is only spread in their city, and not many people should know it here.

In fact, Liu Ling also wants to pick out some other poems that write about spring, but looking at the entire Tang and Song poems, this ingenious poem may describe spring to the extreme, Liu Ling wants to rival Mr. Zhang Shangui's poems, I am afraid that only this poem can overshadow its style, but Liu Ling knows that no one has heard of this poem here, after all, even Liu Ling himself has only said it once, and now even some people have to use it again.

Thinking of this, Liu Ling suddenly no longer had the slightest hesitation, and wrote the rest of the poems in one go, this poem Liu Ling had already written in his chest, so now it is extremely smooth to memorize in one breath, and there is almost no thought.

The river flows like a circle around Fangdian, the moonlight flowers and forests are like hail, the frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the garden is invisible. Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky. Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year. I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

When I carried it here, it can be said that the people in the audience were almost completely stunned, and all of them were immersed in an atmosphere like a fairyland, as if the whole person was in a moonlit picture, and everyone was deeply intoxicated, after all, Liu Ling's poem was too brilliant, making them feel a kind of worship, in comparison, even if it was the work of Mr. Zhang Shangui, I am afraid it is difficult to compete with this poem.

The river meanders around the flower-filled fields, and the moonlight shines on the flower-filled woods like fine snowdrops.

The moonlight is like frost, so the frost flies unnoticed. The white sand and moonlight on the continent blend together, and it is difficult to see clearly.

The river and the sky are one color, there is not a trace of dust, and there is only a lone moon hanging high in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside, and in what year did the moon first shine on people?

Life is endless from generation to generation, only the moon on the river is always the same year after year.

I don't know who the moon on the river is waiting for, but I see that the Yangtze River is constantly transporting flowing water.

In this situation, it can be said that everyone is intoxicated, and the whole person has forgotten about winning or losing, and is quietly waiting for Liu Ling's next words.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Liu Ling finally read out the rest of the poems slowly, and the whole poem also sounded in everyone's ears, and the gorgeous atmosphere made everyone in the audience feel like a dream.

Whose house is Bian Zhouzi tonight? Where is the Acacia Mingyue Building? Poor upstairs wandering in the moon, should be taken away from the mirror table. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned. At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month. The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water. Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home. The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward. The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road. I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees.