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The young man was not in a hurry, his mouth was full of words, and he threw out a word, just four big words, and suddenly there seemed to be a rolling thunder that lifted the top of the palace!

"Milk, milk is also ..." Lang Lang's poetry came, and everyone felt that their hearts were turned upside down, and they couldn't help but be shocked, and their faces changed!

Zhuo Ze was already dumbfounded, and he didn't even know that he had spilled a shoe of wine in the cup.

In an instant, he felt humiliation, anger and other emotions climb up, and Zhuo Ze still thought that he had been tricked. When he was about to get angry, he suddenly heard that Zhuo Wen still had the following!

At this time, he endured all the resentment, as a poet's habit, he never interrupted other people's poems, but if someone exercised and played with it because of this, it is no wonder that he was ruthless!

Looking directly at Zhuo Ze, Zhuo Wen has confidence and is not afraid at all. But seeing that his face was rigorous, his thin lips were open again, sonorous and upright, and his mouth was suddenly like a river of witty words, which made people feel that the more they listened, the more they felt that their thoughts were subverted, and they were very shocked!

Just listen to the full text of the text:

Milk, milk too!

The thing on the woman's breast, the fountain of swaddling life.

The number is two, and it is called left and right. Originated in cardamom, formed in 28. Stinging during the day, and shining at night.

High and upside down, the flesh trembles, and when it moves, it is like a conscientious jade rabbit.

Pink and tender, the water is smart, and it is like a lazy white dove when it is quiet.

What is its color? Ice and snow in the depths of winter.

What is its quality? New cotton in early summer.

What is the taste?

What is the state of it?

Said twin peaks, said flower house, has never been a beauty to compete for land.

Said Mimi, said Bobo, the burial place of heroes since ancient times.

Yesterday was in turmoil, and this morning I am wearing new clothes.

In addition to the cold wind and cold rain, he soared to heaven.

I bowed my head haggardly, like a ship entering port.

In addition to the troubles of the autumn wind, warm the soft intestines of strong men!

The poem fell, the audience was shocked, all demented, as if there was a group of alpacas whistling in the heart.

The opening chapter of the preface of this poem seems to be vulgar, but the sentence "The fountain of infant life" immediately washed away the filthy impression of milk in everyone's hearts. In the poem, Zhuo Wen describes it as a food spring for a newborn baby, which is not only irrefutable, but also makes the poem extremely sacred in an instant! Do you think that it is a very filthy thing for a mother to breastfeed her child? This sentence seems to support the key spine of the following.

Wushan Baili, standing like a stone man, only to feel that the sound of poetry is still uninterrupted, can't help but glance at the waves of the three women or the green boudoir, "said Shuangfeng, said Huafang, said Mimi, said Bobo" four words constantly circulated in the mind, for a while, the hearts of the two people were like a boulder falling into the mirror lake, startled a hundred zhang of water! I didn't expect that there were so many appropriate words in that subtlety!

The three women were in the scene, and they couldn't help but look at their chests, and in their minds, the words "high and upside down, the flesh trembled, pink and tender, and the water was smart" were endless, and in an instant, a peach blossom face was shy!

Zhuo Ze staggered, sat on the ground, his face was like a deep cliff, and in his mind, he kept replaying the depiction of "color", "quality", "taste" and "state" in Zhuo Wen's poems as the "ice and snow", "new cotton", "peach and plum" and "rippling" of the four seasons, and he was stunned.

The four "ifs" depict the four internal and external appearances, and the demeanor is sufficient. Although it is self-questioning and self-complaining, it shows a long artistic conception. Seventeen sentences, two hundred single and nine words, one time to shock the soul, two times to recall life, three times like a holy book bathing the ears, suddenly made Zhuo Ze feel a shocking thunderbolt and five thunderbolts.

"Beauty has always fought for land, and heroes have been buried since ancient times. "Fourteen words and seven quatrains, expressing the pursuit of a person's life, fighting, even, rhyming everything, can be called a superb poem!

If what he Zhuo Ze's previous poems described was the appearance of a woman, then Zhuo Wen's words at this time really reflected the connotation of a woman!

Especially that sentence:

Yesterday was in turmoil, and this morning I am wearing new clothes.

In addition to the cold wind and cold rain, he soared to heaven.

I bowed my head haggardly, like a ship entering port.

In addition to the troubles of the autumn wind, warm the soft intestines of strong men!

With only four sentences and thirty-four words, the artistic conception will be pushed to the fullest, and it is true that there is no one before or since!

God, this is a quatrain that can only be made by how deep the affection and research of women are! Zhuo Ze found that he had already sunk into the vividness of the poems, and he could not extricate himself! However, after the sinking, a deep sense of frustration also hit his heart!

I'm defeated, I'm defeated!

I was defeated, defeated beyond parability!

As soon as this person's poem came out, he was devastated, and he didn't dare to say the entire Mozhou, but it was enough to stand invincible in Xuancheng!

A wave of men's tears gushed out, I hate! Why is there such a genius in the world!

Seeing that Zhuo Ze had knelt on the ground in defeat, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, buddy, don't be discouraged, you don't suffer a loss if you lose in the "Three Fu".

What are the three fus? That is, "Luo Shen Fu", "Goddess Fu" and "Milk Fu", the supreme quality of the Chinese Fu, and the Fu made by Zhuo Wen at this moment is the most powerful "Milk Fu" in the three Fu!

This song "Milk Fu" is unscrupulous, extremely coquettish, and covers the godhead of the world, and it is rumored to be in the hands of the founding general Chen XX, and it was later confirmed to be a name. Due to the loss of the annals caused by Qin Shi Huang's book burning and Confucianism, the actual author is now unable to be investigated, and it is still a big mystery on the Internet.

Also, if Zhuo Ze knew that the poem chanted by Zhuo Wen was a divine poem that shook the entire Chinese Internet world at that time, maybe he would not have such a deep sense of frustration, right? You know, when this poem came out, I don't know how many famous Xiao Huang poems were shocked, which can be called the main god work in the poem, and there is also a poem "Root Fu" with the same name, which is also brilliant and interesting, but the artistic conception is low, and the love is not right, and it is useless.

However, don't think that "Milk Fu" has dominated the Huang poetry world, in fact, there is a poem dozens of times more against the sky than it, the latter can be called the industry's emperor-level poetry, covering China for 5,000 years, and has never been knocked down by anyone... However, this is a later article, so I will not mention it for the time being.

Zhuo Ze had already lost his soul, however, his shock had stopped, and just when he knelt down in front of Shen Shiwen, suddenly, an extremely strong fluctuation struck out of the scene, and the epicenter was Zhuo Wen!

Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be startled, and the two little friends next to him looked incredible, this is too exaggerated!

Zhuo Ze's eyes widened, and he didn't need to think about it, it must have been Zhuo Wen's earth-shattering talent that attracted the heavens and the earth, causing the heaven-given painting talent! It's just that this fluctuation is really too exaggerated, not to mention shaking the tables and chairs, but he has already been dressed in a row, and he actually has a feeling of being indirectly blown by the wind! It is much stronger than the aura of the painting he just now, and it is hardly a level!

How high is this spurt!Zhuo Ze couldn't help but feel that his heart was beating faster, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes to look at Zhuo Wen. This feeling made him look forward to and excited even more than he had been promoted a few days ago!

At this time, outside the Feng Ya Pavilion, the people who had just been looking for it suddenly vibrate, and some of them who were traveling together looked at each other at this moment, and they all saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes.

"There is a strong surge of painting talents! Which great painter is painting or reciting poetry? This is the source of the earthquake...!" All the masters had this thought in their hearts, and they suddenly had wind under their feet, or summoned painting spirits, or used the body method of worldly martial arts, and the goal was to reach one place: Wind Pavilion!