Wang Xifeng was also shocked when he watched Li Kun put down his pen. Several people have poetry talents, she knows it, but she never thought that it was indeed this sister who was the first to finish poetry.

Seeing that he put down his pen, Wang Xifeng then looked around, there were poems on the paper, and he read silently in his heart.

Although some words are illiterate, but looking at the handwriting, I also think it is good, at least I can't compare.

He raised his eyes again to see the incense, and saw that it was gradually burning out, so he urged: "Sister Yuanchun, sister of the Shen family, are you all right?" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Jia Yuanchun and Shen Yixiu putting down their pens at the same time.

The two looked at each other and smiled shyly.

At the same time, he looked at the three sons on the side, and saw Jia Zhu first Shen Zizheng and Jia Qiong put down their pens one step.

So the order was set.

Jia Zhu saw that everyone had put down their pens, so he said to Wang Xifeng: "Cousin, since we have all finished writing, let's sing the manuscript first, cousin, and then we will watch and read it." ”

When Wang Xifeng heard this, he also knew that Meng Lang was there. Although I also know some words, but when I just watched a few people, I found that I didn't know some words, and I didn't necessarily read them smoothly, so wouldn't it be even more embarrassing when the time came.

Liu Shao's eyebrows condensed slightly, and his phoenix eyes turned, and he had already thought of a method, so he said:

"Cousin, I thought about it just now, it's better not for me to sing the script, you write this poem, all into your heart, melt your blood, I will not be able to read that emotion, if it is a little wrong, will not let you down.

It's up to you to chant yourselves, in the same order as you did. Wouldn't it be better? ”

Everyone was stunned at first when they heard this, the rules had been set before, and it was not good to change it like this.

However, what Wang Xifeng said also has some truth, if it is read by others, there is no soul, but it also lives up to his own hard work.

Everyone nodded thoughtfully, and then said in unison, "It's really as Sister Feng (cousin, sister of the Wang family) said, it's better." ”

Seeing that everyone agreed, Jia Zhu said:

In that case, let us read them in order. Senior sister, it's up to you to start. ”

Seeing Jia Zhu say this, Li Kun also nodded to Jia Zhu, and a trace of red light floated in the white and greasy cheeks.

He was also seen wearing a pale red coat and a red cloak of roses.

Dai's eyebrows were lightly tapped, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and there was a hint of nature in her tranquility, as if she had a phoenix crown.

Slightly subtle, he looked back at Jia Zhu again, and saw that he was also looking at her, and his slightly red cheeks were like blood.

After a few pauses, Bei Tooth opened lightly, and Wu Nong blurted out softly:

"Gongsun Shuxia Zen machine, sit and watch the film, Jun Ginkgo, pretty frost and fire, both with the wind.

Nantian bamboo next to the study frolic, laughter and talk, smell the red fragrance, twist the white fruit, the silk buckle is willing to be locked by the red dust. ”

When everyone heard her thoughts, they all looked at her in surprise.

Li Kun saw that everyone looked at him, and he was a little ashamed, this poem was too explicit.

Although she has been married to Jia Zhu since she was a child, it is also common.

Knowing that he can only be his husband in the future, he thinks that there are three out of ten this year, and he will get married in two years, and Jia Zhu will also participate in the scientific examination in two years, according to his father, Brother Zhu will inevitably go to high school.

At that time, she may have to call him Xianggong, and she is naturally willing, willing to teach his husband and children, and she will not regret it.

inadvertently, the feelings are revealed in the poem, and it becomes a love poem.

Another trace of worry flashed in his eyes, this Zhu brother won't think I'm a prodigal.

Thinking of this, his face turned pale, and he looked at Jia Zhu nervously, seeing that he was smiling, looking at her with bright eyes, and his handsome appearance became more and more graceful.

I couldn't help but feel a sweetness in my heart, and my face was full of blood.

Everyone saw that Li Kun's face changed like a Sichuan opera, and their expressions changed several times, and they all laughed.

The laughing Li Kun just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Seeing this, Yuan Chun knew that this future sister-in-law was a little nervous, so he took a step forward to relieve her embarrassment.

He also greeted everyone one by one, and prepared to recite his own poems.

Jia Yuanchun looked at everyone and smiled confidently, only to see that his face was like a goose egg, his face was luxurious, and his hands were bound to his abdomen; The eyebrows of the crescent moon bloomed slightly, and the corners of the mouth brought up shallow dimples, a trace of nobility overflowed with words, but it was restrained in it, showing but not leaking.

looked at the crowd, took the poem manuscript on his chest again, and read his poem in a crisp voice:

"Holy leaf golden fan, ginkgo biloba like a duck.

Barberry purple sugar maple, red maple chicken feet.

The summer solstice is a thousand branches, and everything is killed after the autumn.

Say goodbye to the old in winter, and sprout new sprouts in spring. ”

Jia Qiong listened to Jia Yuanchun's poem and was surprised.

The words of this poem are extremely luxurious, holy gold and silver, barberry purple and red, all of which are rich and noble, and also conform to his mentality.

However, he not only enjoys wealth and nobility, but also knows that the Jia family's current situation is embarrassing.

However, he believes that winter will always pass, and when spring comes, new sprouts will be issued, and they will slowly be completed and rejuvenated with a second spring, which may also be a subtle reminder to Jia Zhu.

couldn't help but look at Jia Zhu, and it happened that Jia Zhu also looked at him, and they all saw that they had doubts about the other side. Then I knew that it was not what the other party said.

It must be his own thoughts, and the two of them were also a little overjoyed.

Jia Zhu thought for a while, took a step forward and said: "My sister's poem is really majestic, but as my sister said, winter goes to spring, after all, it is the alternation of the old and the new, and everything is re-unfolded, and it is written with great meaning." ”

Jia Yuanchun, hearing Jia Zhu say this, also knew that his brother understood what he meant. Then he smiled and said:

"My brother laughed, my poetry is a temporary fun, and it humiliates the public."

After speaking, he smiled apologetically at the others.

Jia Qiong knew it in his chest, and he also praised it in his mouth.

looked around, but saw Shen Yixiu and Shen Zizheng's sister and brother, both nodding thoughtfully. I think they saw more with their fathers.

Shen Yi thought about it for a while, this is also someone else's own business, and it is not good to let him be cold.

Thinking that it was time for him again, he also retrieved his poem manuscript on the table and took a step forward.

But seeing it, the plain dress is elegant, the blush is slightly smeared, and it is almost undetectable.

Similar to the face portrait of Yuan Chun, it is just a noble, a Confucian statue, a sharp edge, a soft and elegant, and the two compartments are not easy to compare.

Shen Yixiu is dressed like him, elegant and abnormal, with a white jacket and silver drape, embroidered with butterfly patterns, full of vitality, and not rich and aggressive.

It is also a soft language of Wu Nong, chanting to everyone.

"Often the red plum snow disperses, the wind rolls into a group, and the pieces fly flowers, and it is appropriate to enter the home of the mortal scholar.

Ginkgo biloba will be exhausted everywhere. The grass and trees are withered, and there is no scenery. The old branches dew the buds, and love her alone. ”

It is full of grace, but it is a little sad and sad. Lonely and self-appreciative, love and self-pity.

Everyone is a person who understands words, and there is a burst of praise and applause.

Only Wang Xifeng's phoenix eyes flickered, and Liu Ye's eyebrows inadvertently condensed, although he didn't understand this, he felt that the words in it seemed to be a little bad, so he muttered two sentences in his mouth.

Jia Zhu praised the girls again, so he didn't say anything more, and directly recited his poems.

"Thousands of flowers fly, why should the jade butterfly be cold and merciful. Be clean and self-conscious, and don't lead others.

The leaves are falling all over the sky, and the ginkgo biloba is in front of the red maple. Yiwu or Chengba, Pingzhong is also called Xian. ”

After reciting, Jia Zhu also faced everyone, and everyone commented.

"Brother Zhu, although I don't understand this poem, I also hear some domineering, and I deserve to be manly."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Wang Xifeng in surprise, although it was incomplete, there was also one of them.

Instead, Wang Xifeng's face turned red, and he muttered, "Isn't what I said wrong?" Sit down on a stool alone.

Jia Qiong laughed for a while, that is, the Feng girl of this age. If it is in a few years, it will become that Feng Ge'er, and I will guarantee that you will come back.

Li Kun also said a little shyly: "Brother Zhu has high ambitions, and he thinks more than our daughter's family. Senior sister is here to wish Brother Zhu a speedy fulfillment. ”

Yuan Chun looked at Li Kun's shy appearance, knowing that this future sister-in-law understood the eldest brother, and he was not willing to be embarrassed, and said:

"The eldest brother's poem is really atmospheric, and it just echoes my sister's joke. The eldest brother will always be such a suave man. ”

Shen Yixiu saw that the girls had all been evaluated, and only himself was left, so he also took a step forward with a smile and said:

"Brother Jia's poetry is indeed brilliant and magnificent, and the self-cultivation of the Qi family to govern the country and level the world has been taken into account."

As he spoke, he looked at Shen Zizheng and said, "Brother, you will definitely learn more from the elder brother of the Jia family in the future." ”

When Shen Zizheng heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "Yes, sister, brother knows." ”

Shen Zizheng respects this sister very much, his mother died early when he was young, and his father was an official, and he moved every few years.

She has suffered twice, and her sister usually takes care of herself, and she is a little smarter than herself, and she often teaches herself to read and write.

Therefore, Shen Zizheng never disobeyed his sister, after all, the eldest sister took care of herself like a mother.

After replying to Shen Yixiu, Shen Zizheng also took a step forward and sang his own songs.

"Flying flowers and falling leaves are moving forward, and a general will also become an army. The war drummed up, and the gold was not sounded, and the Hu Lu was killed to comfort my heart.

The rain and the wind are still soldiers, and the horses are also together. Solo songs, send silver screens, live up to the country and the secretary. ”

When the girls heard this, their eyes couldn't help but flicker, they didn't want this Shen Zizheng, he was weak and young, but his ambition was so great. Chivalrous bones and soft intestines are tied to the body.

Hearing this song, Jia Zhu and Jia Qiong couldn't help but get up. respectively says:

"Okay, a good general will also become an army. A good battle drum up, not gold, kill all the Hu Lu to comfort my heart, and show more male ambition. ”

"The rain and the wind are still the generals, and the horses are also together. Solo songs, send silver screens, live up to the country and the secretary.

Chivalrous and soft-hearted, the second senior brother does not live up to his family and country. is also worthy of what is said in the study, only love song and soldiers. ”

Seeing that everyone was sighing, Jia Qiong was also quite touched, so she wanted to pick up her poem manuscript, but before she could move, she was taken away by Wang Xifeng, who didn't know when she came over, only to see him say:

"Cousin Joan, I know all the words in your poem, so why don't I read it to you."

Immediately, the phoenix stared at Jia Qiong with intent, very worried that Jia Qiong would not agree and lose her face.

Seeing this, Jia Qiong was also a little helpless, so she nodded.

Seeing his nod, Wang Xifeng read crisply.

It can be regarded as a clear voice of the young phoenix, and the voice of the hidden dragon is voiced.

"Governing the soul of China, martial arts and raising the prestige of China.

Poems and books have been passed down from generation to generation, and the euonymus is shining.

The ginkgo biloba is cast, and the red maple is bloody.

The east wind relied on its strength to send me into the sky. ”

After writing a poem, all the women looked at Jia Qiong with bright eyes, so ambitious.

Shen Zizheng also looked at Jia Qiong with admiration, thinking that he was a soldier student.

However, this junior brother is both civil and military, and has great ambitions. This poem is more hearty and atmospheric than his own song.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Jia Zhu stepped forward: "Brother Qiong's poem, casting the soul with words, exalting power with martial arts, is domineering. Although Brother Qiong is still young, in the future, Dapeng will rise with the wind one day and soar to 90,000 miles. ”

Everyone listened to Jia Zhu's comments, and they couldn't help but nod their heads and praise.

And he said,

"This time there is no limit to the rhyme, or there is nothing to compare.

But I still think that Brother Qiong's poems should be the first, and the songs of my junior and younger brothers should be second, and all my sisters and sisters belong to the third class, and I am willing to attach to the tail. ”

"Ahem, alright, now that we're done with the fun, let's all go back to the house. The weather is cold, so don't wait long. ”

Hearing this, everyone looked for their voices, and it turned out to be Li Shouzhong, standing behind everyone and being blocked by others. But I don't know when it came. And they had no choice but to go into the house as they pleased.

PS: Today I'm going to brazenly ask for a reward.

Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly pass. The author is not too supervising, so invest with confidence.

Today's just this one, I'm exhausted, from last night, to this morning, and now, draining my energy. It is necessary to combine the poor environment of the few, the personality of each person, hobbies, family background, poetry style, future aspirations, and proverbs. Write these six poems and poems in different styles.

The title is not fixed, let the reader fill it in, and don't let me underestimate you.