"This poem should be written!" the other five people drank in unison, locking their eyes firmly on Su Yi. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing such a tacit understanding among everyone, Su Yi was slightly stunned, and said with a strange expression: "Why are you looking at me? This is a good idea, of course I agree with it." ”

"Since everyone agrees, then let's take the two themes of 'Bright Moon' and 'Family', each recite a poem, and let the maid copy it down and hand it over to the host for safekeeping; whoever writes badly will be punished with three cups! If the writing is good, everyone else will be punished with one cup, how about it?" Xia Ziyu made a suggestion.

"Very good, very good!" the others agreed.

"It's just that there's another question, who starts first?" Cao Nan looked at Su Yi and said with a smile.

Su Yi instantly understood the meaning in the eyes of these six people, and she wanted him to take the lead!

"We are not good at poetry, at most we can only write a limerick poem, far less famous than Su Mitian's poems! As the saying goes, those who are capable come first, and we naturally dare not rush to write poems before Su Mitian, and the honor of this head of the battle can't help but say, naturally it will belong to you!" Shen Yushan made a "please" gesture to Su Yi.

Su Yi smiled bitterly: "I used to be a little clumsy and wrote a few poems that are eye-catching, but it is still too difficult for me to write poems temporarily; ”

Everyone felt that Su Yi's words were reasonable, nodded one after another, and turned their eyes to Xia Ziyu.

Xia Ziyu coughed lightly and said, "Since this is the case, then I will be ugly, if the writing is not good, don't laugh!"

"I won't laugh, I'll only pour you three cups!" Wei Jiangshan teased.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Han Xiuzhu said curiously: "Brother Xia, do you really know how to compose poetry?"

Xia Ziyu said: "That's natural, master, I can be regarded as half a disciple of the general, I have been educated in both civil and military affairs since I was a child, so naturally I can't emphasize martial arts and ignore literature, you guys listen well!"

Everyone concentrated on it, only to see Xia Ziyu look up at the bright moon, and then at the cup for a long time, and pondered for a moment before opening his mouth to recite.

"There is a moon in the sky, round or absent. ”

"Vulgar!" Han Xiuzhu scolded with a smile.

"Phew! It's a shame that you boasted of both civil and military perfection before, this kind of limerick with no connotation can be written by a three-year-old child!" Wei Jiangshan glanced at him.

Xia Ziyu's face was embarrassed, and he said: "What do you know? The poems that can be passed down through the ages in history are easy to understand at the beginning, and the most important thing is that they are catchy and have connotations!"

"I'd like to see what the second half of your poem has to say. Wei Jiangshan let out a good-natured sneer.

"Ahem, I was almost interrupted by you, listen to the second half of the song!" Xia Ziyu raised his wine glass, and then drank it all, and then said, "Come to my cup and drink the cold palace!"

"Oh, it turned out to be a poem of wandering immortals!" Wei Jiangshan was full of interest.

Wandering fairy poems are poems that praise the beautiful fairyland to express feelings and aspirations.

The story of Chang'e has been circulating in the Bingfeng Continent since ancient times, and it is a common technique of poets to refer to the moon through the Guanghan Palace.

"This sentence 'full of cold palaces' is quite proud, but you only sing the praises of the moon, but you don't sing about your family, you should be punished, you should be punished!" Han Xiuzhu said with a smile.

"Uh, my poem is not bad, right? Can I only punish two glasses?" Xia Ziyu smiled bitterly.

"You've had one drink before, and you're going to have to drink two more. "Cao Nandao.

Xia Ziyu was helpless, so she had to drink two large glasses of wine in a row, and then looked at Su Yi with a blank eye.

Everyone also cast expectant eyes on Su Yi, and they were very curious about how high-quality poems Su Yi could make in such a short period of time.

"That's ugly too. Su Yi stood up, looked at the bright silver arc in the sky, and then looked at the distant western continent, and Su Shi'er's smile floated in her mind.

I haven't seen you for a month, I wonder if Su Shi'er is doing well?

With such feelings, Su Yi took a deep breath and slowly recited: "The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. ”

Su Yi's voice is like a bell, ringing in everyone's ears, this sentence, as if every word has turned into a simple and melodious bell, echoing in the minds of everyone on this island.

Many people didn't realize what was happening for a while, but the six people on the beach looked shocked and stood up in unison.

This is clearly a favorite vision!

The six of them hurriedly raised their heads to the sky, and sure enough, they saw that a huge bell with a width of ten zhang and a height of more than twenty zhang was suspended in the air, shrouded in moonlight, flashing with a faint fluorescence.

The moonlight is cool, the morning bell rings, and it is a beautiful scenery of the fairy garden!

All the human races who have seen this scene yearn for it, and muttered, "Which great talent has led to the wonder of 'Affection'?"

The barbarians were disdainful, thinking that the power of the human race was just an ornament, and the power that could not be killed was just a mustard.

Poseidon Clan: "Which human race is so flamboyant that he dares to show off coquettishness on my clan's territory?"

A few people on the beach didn't know the reaction of the others, just staring blankly at the surface of the morning bell.

On the clock face, the ten words recited by Su Yi shone with golden light, like the proud afternoon sun!

"The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time...... This cross alone can be passed down through the ages!" Cao Nan was full of praise.

"The conciseness of this cross language and the far-reaching artistic conception are no less than 'how is Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei' in Su Mitian's previous work "Wangyue"! The sentence 'the bright moon is born on the sea' makes the magnificent scene of a bright moon rising on the horizon jump into my mind; and the sentence 'the end of the world is at this time', from the scene to the feeling, but it can achieve the combination of scenes, it is really a good sentence for the ages!" Shen Yushan also nodded and praised.

"Yes, no matter how far apart you and I are, what we see is the same bright moon, and this kind of turning technique that touches the scene is really wonderful. Han Xiuzhu looked at Su Yi with an extremely admiring expression.

"Obviously, Su Yi and I are using simple and unpretentious vernacular words, without any rendering, why do my poems look like boiled water, but Su Yi's poems read so profoundly? Strange, strange!" Xia Ziyu muttered, shaking his head in annoyance.

At the same time, many bigwigs of the Poseidon Clan were also watching here.

In Jinglong Palace, an old man of the unicorn who hugged left and right nodded and said, "Good poem!"

Yuhan Palace, Princess Yuhan said: "Green bottle, quickly copy this poem, this palace will be framed, and enjoy it day and night." ”

In the South China Sea, a giant dragon with a shark fin dragon body slowly opened its eyes and snorted coldly: "Coquettish!"

Su Yi didn't expect that just by reciting the first sentence, countless living beings would be onlookers, even if he knew, his state of mind would not be disturbed.

Listen to Su Yi recite again, and finally finish the whole poem.

The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night.

The candles are extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed.

It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep. (To be continued.) )