Butterfly loves flowers, reading the end of the world and parting bitterly

After reading the bitterness of parting at the end of the world, I don't return, and the flowers are as promised. The bottom of the flowers looked at each other without a word, and the green window spring and the sky were silent.

To tell the acacia lamp, a wisp of new love, a thousand wisps of old hatred. The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree.

The originally noisy hall began to slowly quiet as Jia Qiong chanted poetry.

Jia Zhu wrote a little more simply according to Jia Qiong's chanting, and then slowly wrote it after confirming it with Jia Qiong.

However, the more he wrote, the more frightened he became, he didn't understand the love between men and women, and even less the love between men and women, and only occasionally when he went to the teacher's mansion, he would have a little throbbing in his heart when he met Li Kun.

Listening to the poems, and according to what Jia Qiong just said, it seems that she sees a woman in her mind, her husband and her life and death, and the only thing to miss is to go to the place where the two live permanently, to see the fallen leaves in the sky, and the flowers in the courtyard wither.

Only under the lonely light at night, watching the children sleep, can there be a trace of laughter, and then remember the deceased husband, only the knife is twisted, love and hatred, no one knows.

Just like his hard work for half of his life, at the end, he is old and old, and there is only loneliness.

Exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and Jia Zhu also had mixed feelings in his heart. I don't understand the relationship between men and women, but I directly understand the feelings of this poem.

Looking up at Jia Qiong, I saw that his closing was standing in the hall. He is still young, but he is quite majestic.

And Gu Xin Gao Shixue also stood aside, also closing in reverie.

I also saw that the hall was still quiet, looking around, all the people in the hall were silent, and I experienced it carefully.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, too, those who can come to such a place have some poetic skills, otherwise they will just make people laugh.

Seeing the martial arts group again, in addition to the water-dissolved closing reverie, Jia Lian frowned slightly and thought, and no one else could understand the meaning of this.

Xu didn't dare to disturb the water dissolution that closed his eyes and recuperated, and the sons of several miscellaneous generals around him all whispered to each other.

From the shape of his mouth, Jia Zhu can also guess one or two, it is nothing more than 'What does this mean, it is strange and smooth, especially the last sentence, it is strange and good-sounding.'" ’

After looking at it for a few seconds, Jia Zhu could only hold his forehead with his hand and not look elsewhere.

See Sang Yan'er again, under the independent staircase, above the attic. The silk handkerchief placed in front of the abdomen has been twisted and deformed, and his eyes are looking at Jia Qiong in a daze, and his red lips and jade face are full of complexity.

The stars in the eyes are spinning. The sentence was repeated in his mouth, 'The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a rhetorical tree'.

Thinking of this, Jia Zhu couldn't help but smile in his heart, and looked at Jia Qiong, Gu Xin, and Gao Shixue in the field.

I don't know when the three of them have opened their eyes, Jia Qiong is smiling, looking at the two people opposite him kindly.

But there is a hint of complexity between the eyebrows.

What he didn't know was that Jia Qiong was also in a complicated state now, this poem was copied by his sword, and he didn't know if it could be explained, whether the surrounding people would say something he couldn't resist, after all, he was really a little weak now.

Jia Qiong looked at Gu Xin and Gao Shixue with a complicated expression, and then looked back at Jia Zhu, who was two steps away behind him.

Seeing his smile, the smile was also a little complicated and incredulous, Jia Qiong knew that this pen was bigger, but it was so better, it was for this reason that he took the lead in making a move, and the name of the prodigy was spread, and it would be beneficial in the future.

turned around a few steps, and went to Jia Zhu, chatted a little, said and wrote, and neatly wrote a butterfly love flower reputation on the paper.

I watched and watched, and read it a few more times from beginning to end. Jia Zhufang took a deep breath and slowly highlighted the turbidity.

It hadn't been long, but Jia Zhu felt as if a long time had passed, and he thought that this was the best time he had ever written.

The thin gold characters should live up to Brother Qiong's poem.

Then he looked at Jia Qiong beside him, nodded slightly, and raised his eyes to look at the other side, which startled him.

I don't know when I'm surrounded by people, and I think I'm a little literary and a little energetic.

There was a startle on his face at first, and then a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his peach blossom eyes also showed a little taste of phoenix eyes, and he looked at Gu Xin and Gao Shixue, who were also in front of him, and smiled meaningfully. So said:

"Brother Gu, senior brother, younger brother thinks that he can't compare to Brother Qiong's poetry, so he will no longer show his ugliness. And this word is also the limit that the little brother can reach for the time being.

Next, I would like to invite the two brothers to show their strengths and let my brothers learn a thing or two. ”

Hearing this, Gu Xin and Gao Shixue looked at each other, and they both saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

This time it was really a loss for Mrs. and a soldier, and she was nakedly slapped in the face, and she used to say that this Jia Qiong was a milky child, but now she made such a poem.

When he looked back, he saw that the group of soldiers on his side were all ugly, like swallowing swords, and they were silent.

However, they didn't think much about it, they had already come to a conclusion when they watched Jia Zhu write, and they had also taken a few steps back and chatted privately.

Gao Shixue is also conceited of his poetic talent, and thinks that no one of his age is better than him, and as a result, there is a seven-year-old demon.

But Gao Shixue is also speechless, people's personal experience for so many years, hearing this question, Fang groaned.

can only lament, this Jia Qiong occupies the right time and place, how can it be compared.

However, he didn't think Jia Zhu's calligraphy was so amazing, because he could do it too.

Even if Gu Xin is writing this poem, he should be even better.

Sometimes a good work has just come out, and there will be a certain breakthrough under the same mind.

Only then did Jia Zhu obviously break through, and he was almost at the same level as the two of them now.

But when I thought about Jia Zhu's age in a blink of an eye, there was a lament in my heart. There were two demons in this Jia family at once.

And Gu Xin, who was looking at him, also sighed in his heart, he also knew that Gao Shixue couldn't write such a poem, at least ten years of immersion in this Tao may have this poem, but he didn't want to meet such a little demon, he has experienced such a life since he was a child, and it is normal to have such a feeling.

He was also not convinced by Jia Zhu's words! Although your own words are not inferior or even slightly higher, but if there is no good poetry to match, others will think that your words are lowered, and in the end, you have to sigh in your heart.

After the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, Gu Xin and Gao Shixue bowed their hands to Jia Zhu and Jia Qiong at the same time, and Gao Shixue then said:

"Brother Xiao Jia, his poetry talent is superior, he is indeed a master, and he can be a teacher. We don't think we can make such poems, so we are convinced. ”

Gu Xin also echoed casually: "However, we are convinced of this kind of poetry, and there may not be a few people in the world who can make it." and the thin gold body of the Jia family brothers is also quite popular, well, it's not bad. ”

Hearing this, Jia Zhu and Jia Qiong both frowned slightly, and stretched out at the same time.

Jia Zhu said to the two with a smile on his face: "Brother Gu, senior brother, it's too much." ”

Jia Zhu was thinking in his heart, this is not convincing himself, yes, his own words can only be regarded as equal in their eyes.

But there are not many people in the world who can do it, this is to kill Brother Qiong!

Brother Joan's poem is indeed everyone's style.

both kills and provokes the two of us, so that the situation can still be dealt with like this, and it is not a loss to the grandson of the second assistant.

You can't help but look down on my mind too much if you provoke like this, my Jia family is a double father, and I am not so stingy.

Brother Joan is stronger than me, if I can't control it in the future, then help him, wouldn't it be better to become a double prince and a face.

What I want Jia Zhu to be strong in the family, not to dominate the clan.

Thinking of this, he said to the two of them again; "We are still young, and we still need to study hard and work hard to make further progress."

Who knew that Gu Xin said again: "What Brother Jia said there, such a handsome talent, and such a hard work, I am a mediocre talent, isn't it... ”

Before Gu Xin finished speaking, Jia Qiong scratched her head and said, "Brother Zhu, let's hurry up and see Cousin Wang Ren." Second Brother Lian just told me that Cousin Wang Ren's injury is a bit serious and he is being treated in the hospital. ”

Jia Lian, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then echoed and said, "Exactly, big brother, let's go now." ”

Jia Qiong didn't dare to let this Gu Xin continue, as soon as this poem came out, the name of the prodigy must be there, and the purpose has been achieved.

However, it would not be a good thing if they were allowed to keep killing like this. It's better to listen to less of this sycophancy, and if you hear more about it, you'll really think how good you are.

And I've been chatting with these people, and it's hard for Xungui to say, is it really to make good friends with scholars and stay away from Xungui?

Shui Rong glanced at the few people chatting, and also stepped forward, laughed, and patted Jia Zhu and Jia Qiong's arms respectively.

He glanced around again and said, "The two younger brothers are doing well, who can say that we can't read!" Is it good that my two younger brothers don't study? Since Brother Gu thinks that he can't be better, then I will announce it in public. ”

When the four people in the stage heard this, they all had a sense of irritability.

Jia Qiong also understands the effect of this water-soluble sentence, and sighs secretly in his heart, it is not a talent cultivated by the county king's mansion.

Jia Lian watched the chat of several people, although he didn't understand it, but he also felt that the scene was a little embarrassing, so he interjected with laughter: "Brothers, today I secretly brought the two younger brothers out without the permission of the elders, and now I have to send them home, otherwise I can't stand it."

Since the two eldest brothers and Qiong brothers won this cultural fight, that is, our honors won, why don't we gather in the natural residence three days later to celebrate the eldest brother and Brother Qiong, I, Jia Lian, have a treat, you can have time. ”

Hearing this, several people who were a little embarrassed looked at Jia Lian in surprise, was this Jia Lian an unintentional move, or...

Including the slightly smug Shui Rong, he also turned his head to look at Jia Lian with a somewhat stiff face.

Seeing this scene and thinking about the inside story, Jia Zhu smiled again, and he couldn't hide it.

glanced at Jia Lian with a smile, and then said goodbye to everyone.