Chapter 7 This is Good Poetry

Lin Yun put away the black iron strange thing and said, "If you don't like it, forget it." ”

"This is a collection of my poems, read for yourselves. Lin Yun casually threw out the poetry book he had carried with him before, and he hurriedly went to the corner to hide, but he didn't know that there was a kind of fork in the eyes of everyone.

Wang Yuan took the book of poems and said happily: "Sure enough, they are good poems, a lot." ”

"Look at this, a flower in the green bushes, dare to scold Lao Tzu, you Wang Ba, how well it is written, the artistic conception is far-reaching, intoxicating, but it has not been written completely. Wang Yuan exclaimed.

"The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward, why are you so good, don't be rampant with me, otherwise I'll hurt you. Huang Xing nodded.

"Don't be crazy with the master, otherwise it is best for the master to let you die, extremely domineering, decisive killing, it is simply the existence of the lover of my dreams. Hua Baimei also exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Lin Yun in the room only felt cold sweat when he heard the poems read by a few people, this kind of messy thing can also make them like this?

"This is good poetry! This is the poetry written by my good brother. Huang Xing exclaimed.

"Lin Yun, I wrote such a good poem and actually made a bad poem to fool us, it makes me sad too much. Sun Huan held his chest and looked heartbroken.

However, everyone didn't know that the green grass that could be seen almost in a radius of thousands of meters when he was reciting the poem had exploded around it.

Because this is the power that only breakthrough shows have, most people have never seen it, and even if they do, they are amazed.

"How good it is to leave the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered!" said a literati in the street.

"The wildfire burns inexhaustibly, the spring breeze blows and grows again, so tenacious, such amazing verses, the person who wrote this poem is simply an indomitable genius. ”

"Such a person must be a very powerful talent after breaking through!"

"Yes, great talent, great talent! It is also a blessing for Sansheng to hear this poem that has been handed down from generation to generation!" Everyone talked about it, and even many people ran to the restaurant to find this poet.

Hua Baimei and several others read the poem aloud many times, and fiercely argued which poem was better, and some people who came to investigate faintly heard it and were stunned.

There were even a few literati who threw up on the spot, and if they hadn't been stopped by the family at the door, they might have been rushed in and beaten up.

Lin Yun was a little speechless and said, "What's wrong with this world, but how do I feel that my spirit is constantly rising! My mind is getting more and more relaxed, it's strange?

But he didn't know that as his verses were liked and praised by more people, his spiritual power would also increase because of the power of these people's beliefs.

And to reach a realm, in addition to good poetry, you must also have spiritual power that conforms to this realm, otherwise if your spiritual power is low, you will not be able to depict your own poetic realm on a strange object such as a bronze heavenly book.

After a while, Hua Baimei and the others stopped arguing, and took Lin Yun to the carriage to participate in the poetry meeting in a small garden with birds and flowers outside the city, and only a few family members were around to protect them.

An earthy yellow road with a wide area and traces of horse-drawn carriages.

Several carriages drove slowly on the driveway, with Lin Yun and the five people in front and Tongsheng-level guards and sturdy family members in the back.

The sun slowly sprinkled from the sky, Lin Yun sat in the carriage with his eyes closed, and glanced faintly at the horizon that began to change a little in the distance.

Rows of lavishly decorated carriages were neatly parked in an open space, and the driver found a gap and drove the carriage in.

"It's here!" Wang Yuan said happily.

"Huang Xing, hurry up for me. Hua Baimei shouted.

"Miss, I'll go down first. Huang Xing hurriedly walked down.

Hua Baimei and Lin Yun, who were sitting in the back, stepped over the front and walked out.

Except for the girls, they all wore tight-fitting suits, after all, it was more comfortable to dress like this in the wild.

"There's a small garden ahead!" A fresh fragrance came to his face, and Lin Yun followed everyone with a smile.

"It's just ahead, just a few steps away. Hua Baimei nodded.

"The flowers here are very unusual! such a messy flower exudes the same fragrance. Lin Yun said with a little surprise.

"That is, there are pavilions here, but there are no houses, and we will have to set up a tent in the pavilion later. Huang Xing nodded with a smile on his face.

"It's Li Shishi here. Hua Baimei's eyes were a little fluttering.

Lin Yun took a look, and sure enough, he found that a group of people in the flowers in front of him were admiring various flowers.

The surrounding Huang Xing, Sun Huan, Wang Yuan, and the guards all looked at him with ambiguous eyes.

Lin Yun knew that he was not his former self, after all, Lin Yun's favorite in the past was Li Shishi of the Li family, and the ridiculous things he had done for him were too many to write.

But Lin Yun only understood the power of this world after cultivating at this time, this power was determined by the literature he cultivated, although it was powerful, it had limitations.

In other words, he didn't have to be afraid that someone would find out that he was occupying a magpie's nest, and even if there was such a person, it was extremely rare.

"Let's go over together!" Lin Yun smiled lightly.

"Lin Yun, is that you?" walked out of the sea of flowers a woman in a white dress who was fluttering like a fairy.

She was dressed in a white dress, and there were a few delicate little butterflies parked on the skirt, which were vivid.

The long black hair in the shawl, with light makeup and big eyes, gives the impression that I am very pure.

The figure is fat by one point, and the body is cut by one point, the legs are slender, and there are no ornaments on other parts of the body, like a pure, kind and enthusiastic fairy, not to mention Lin Yun's predecessor, even now he is swallowing saliva in his throat.

Compared with Li Shishi, the girls around her also have their own characteristics, mature and cute, at least with short hair, and the tomboy-like flower and white plum is far behind.

"It's me!" Lin Yun nodded.

"I heard that you are locked up, and I will get the Silver Heavenly Book on my own, you don't need to steal from the house. Li Shishi's voice is very distinctive, the voice is as crisp as the tinkling of spring water, as if it has been trained, which makes people's hearts tingle.

Even Lin Yun was like this, and the others almost drooled out, if it weren't for Lin Yun's dish, I'm afraid they would all have to pounce.

"Yes. Lin Yun nodded and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello." ”

Li Shishi was stunned when she saw this, and everyone around her was also stunned when she saw this, and her mind was full of greetings, and she didn't understand what Lin Yun was doing with his hand?

At this time, Lin Yun remembered that in ancient times, there seemed to be no handshake, only the etiquette of hand-hand-handing.

He just withdrew his hand lightly and said, "This is my newly learned etiquette from another country, which is equivalent to us saying hello." ”

As soon as Lin Yun explained, everyone suddenly realized, and a few naughty ones also learned to stretch out a hand and say: Hello.

Even Sun Huan raised his hands higher than his head, looking like a salted egg superman, and the corners of Lin Yun's eyes twitched.

"Let's go enjoy the flowers together!" Li Shishi politely greeted everyone.

While everyone was chatting and admiring the flowers, the tents brought by the family began to be erected one by one.