"Second brother, words are not the same as poems, the words are not as exquisite as poems, the length of sentences is different, and the threshold is lower, but because of the low threshold, if you want to write characteristics, you need to work the artistic conception......"

The Lin brothers closed the door in the room to make up for the class, and they didn't know that there was a silk thread that passed through the window silently, and Xiao Jiu was very confused with his big eyes open under the flowers.

He's teaching his second brother how to write words.

He didn't write it himself, but he said it decently, you should write one......

Lin Jialiang nodded and said: "Just like the butterfly love flower you wrote, every word is very ordinary, but when you put it together, it is infinitely meaningful, the flowers fade and the red and green apricots are small, the swallows fly around the green water, the willows on the branches blow less, and there is no fragrant grass at the end of the world...... How fresh and natural, and the rhyme is endless, when I think about it now, I will fall into the artistic conception of your poem, and I can't jump out of it. ”

This is the truth, the opening words of this world are Butterfly Love Flowers, and Butterfly Love Flowers really debuted at the peak, Lin Jialiang thought of this song when he thought of the word, and he couldn't jump out of this song as soon as he fell into this one, which is about the common dilemma of everyone - the opening work is too successful, and others will be trapped in it and can't get out.

Xiao Jiu's face outside changed suddenly, butterfly love flowers?

"Butterfly Loves Flowers" was written by him?

Are you sure?

Is this true?

On the same day, there was a mysterious character with a song "Butterfly Love Flower" opened a new literary road, this kind of literary road is extremely fresh and refined, once it is created, it has become the favorite of all women, the ninth princess is even more intoxicated, the banshee gathering in the clan, which time is indispensable to the singing of "Butterfly Love Flower", they have already discovered that this new literary road is more suitable for singing than poetry, and it seems to be specially born for singing.

Who is the founder of this magical cultural path? It was also a mystery that people all over the world were looking for, and later Deng Xianchu and Wuyue Mountain people went to the ancient country of Nanyang and brought back a news that this butterfly love flower was created by a mysterious hermit "Nanchu Jushi" in the ancient country of Nanyang, which made the top literati of Dacang infinitely sigh - the sigh of falling into other people's homes.

The fox woman's love for poetry is engraved in her bones, although I heard that the Nanchu monk is eighty years old, but there is still a fox girl who travels thousands of miles to Nanyang, to compose a good story with this word sect, that fox girl, is the third princess - no matter what good things are, they want to grab the third sister in their hands.

But why did Lin Jialiang say today, "The song "Butterfly Love Flower" you wrote? ”

Lin Su said: "I can't get out of the artistic conception of good words...... Well, this is also, beginners generally have this problem, so let's open up my mind for you, for example, the word "Butterfly Loves Flowers", I'll write another song for you, you will understand that from a different angle, there is a new way to open......"

He lifted the pen, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and in an instant, it was another butterfly love flower......

Lin Jialiang's eyes lit up, and he chanted softly: "The courtyard is a little deeper, the willows are piled up with smoke, the curtain is not repeated, the jade carved saddle is in the smelter, and the building is not high and does not see Zhangtai Road." The rain and wind are raging in March, the door covers the dusk, there is no plan to stay in the spring, the tears are silent, and the red flies over the swing. ”

After the words were finished, Lin Jialiang had tears in his eyes: "Third brother, if my mother reads this word, I'm afraid she will cry again, thinking about March this spring, isn't it the rain and the wind, the door covers the dusk, and there is no plan to stay in the spring?" ”

The opening words are butterflies and flowers, fresh and optimistic, which makes people sigh at the boundless wonderland.

And this butterfly love flower, sad and sad, miserable.

The style is different, and each is good at winning.

"Then look at this ...... again"

Lin Su put pen to paper again:

"The threshold chrysanthemum is sorrowful and the orchid is crying dew, the curtain is light and cold, the swallows fly away, the bright moon does not know the bitterness of parting, the oblique light reaches the dawn through the Zhu household, the west wind withered the green trees last night, the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world, I want to send the color note without a ruler, where do the mountains and rivers know?"

Lin Jialiang was completely stupid: "Mingyue doesn't know the bitterness of parting, and the slanting light wears through Zhu Hu to dawn...... Third brother, the scientific research is over, I want to go to the south to meet the eldest brother. ”

"Okay, let's go together then!"

"I'm talking about next year! After next year's palace exam! ”

"Good! It's next year! You and I, as Jinshi, go to the battlefield to really help him get out of trouble......"

"Third brother, I understand what you mean! Don't worry, with your three wonderful words as the foundation, I also gradually touched some doorways, the remaining few days, I work hard to write words, you come to change for me, this time will try, I will pass! ”

Three poems, the first song is small and fresh, the second song is deeply sad, and the third song is sad but not sad, each has its own context, but it is completely different, and the theme covers all aspects, so that Lin Jialiang really understands that flowers can be words, months can be words, buildings can be words, spring can be words, autumn can also be words, his thinking is opened......

Lin Su walked out of the second brother's room, it's very strange, Xiao Jiu didn't come to pester him?

He glanced at Xiao Jiu's door and walked to Sister Chen's room, Sister Chen was not in the room, Xiao Xue was there, Xiao Xue told him that Sister Chen went to Boss Lin's side.

Lin Su went back to her room, and when she entered the door, she glanced at Xiao Jiu's door, why was she so well-behaved? Xiao Jiu is quiet, he must be a demon!

Want to take a look?

Forget it, what if you look at it, what if this girl hooks him again? I can't eat it, I want to eat it when I smell it, it's too torturous, let's go back to sleep, I haven't slept well in the past few days.

This night was the best night that Lin Su had slept since he entered Huichang, and what he didn't know was that the three of them didn't sleep that night.

Lin Jialiang spent the night writing lyrics.

And Xiao Jiu, copied the three butterfly love flowers, held them in the palm of his hand and looked at them all night, and saw that his whole body exuded a charming luster, although she didn't drink, but she seemed to be drunk, in this case, Lin Su fortunately didn't come over, if he came, maybe Xiao Jiu would really be impulsive and send himself to Qingtan Pass for three years......

And Sister Chen, she didn't sleep, she made that kind of textile machinery overnight, last night and now, it has done three, the three machines started at the same time, and a piece of five-meter-long cloth turned out like magic, Lin Xiangdao was like a dream. There were still ten days left before the delivery date, and at this rate, even if only these three machines were needed, it would be completely too late to wait until the day he delivered the goods in five feet of cloth, which was the time to announce the arrival of the great earthquake in the textile industry.

The next day, Lin Su got up, Lin Jialiang strode over and sent him a night's lyrics, Lin Su picked it up and looked at it seriously, this level is quite low, the second brother can't completely jump out of the rhythm of the poem after all, but as a new lyricist, it's not bad.

Lin Su's own poetry level is another thing, but the key is that his vision is too high, so he can easily find the shortcomings in Lin Jialiang's lyrics, and after pointing them out to Lin Jialiang, Lin Jialiang immediately improved, so, throughout the day, Lin Jialiang was like a demon, chanting words in the courtyard, and in the evening, the four lyrics that had been changed beyond recognition were brought back to Lin Su, Lin Su sighed: "Second brother, you this!" "Thumbs up.

These four poems have been improved in all aspects, and they are already good, like a decent model.

"Third brother, don't take it as a pastime for your brother, how to change it next?"

For his brothers, Lin Jialiang really admires them.

On the same day, Lin Su wrote "Butterfly Love Flower. Bai Qiyuan", he was thinking, such a subtle word, should only be a clever hand, even the third brother, can no longer copy the wonderfulness of this word, never expected, the third brother casually wrote "Butterfly Love Flower. There is no plan to stay in spring", the artistic conception is by no means under the "Baijiyuan", he has not had time to praise, Lin Su wrote "Butterfly Love Flower. Alone on the high-rise building", this song "Alone on the High-rise Building", Lin Jialiang likes it the most, in his feeling, Jian Zhen is better than the pioneering work "Baijiyuan".

The third brother, who created the word road, is already a word sect, and under the personal guidance of a generation of word sects, he should never be planted in words in this scientific examination!

That's what he firmly believes.

Therefore, he has to make up the lessons comprehensively, and he can't lose his brother's face!

Lin Su pondered for a moment: "You have initially understood the key points of the word, the next step is to broaden the field of the word, to make sure that no matter what kind of topic comes out, you can catch it, I will give you a few keywords, you write a butterfly love flower for each keyword." ”

He gave three key words.

Homesickness, love, ambition......

On this day, Lin Jialiang committed magic again, wrote three poems of butterfly love flowers, Lin Su pointed out his shortcomings, and then revised it again, until late at night, the three poems were basically passed......

The next day, Lin Jialiang got three new keywords......

On the third day, Lin Jialiang took three new keywords......

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At the same time, the entire city of Huichang set off a word fever.

Almost all the test students are filling in the words day and night, for the test students who are already familiar with poetry, the words are not particularly difficult, the difficulty is that they don't know what the level of the words they fill in, familiar friends get together, discuss and communicate with each other, basically ask the question in the blind, in exchange for only meaningless applause.

There are also some rich and noble people, who write the words they fill in with a treasure pen on gold paper, fantasizing about the appearance of a holy light, but unfortunately, no! This shows that they wrote words that the temple did not consider worth mentioning. But the temple doesn't tell you where your shortcomings are.

At this time, some people are in a hurry.

Spend a lot of money to hire a master.

Deng Manjiang, the great Confucian of Baishui Academy, received seventy prayer stickers, all of which were requests for correction of his son's words, and the price of one word correction reached one hundred taels of gold.

Zhou Yunzhi, the secretary of the Beijing Ministry of Rites, invited Li Pingbo, the great Confucian of the Beijing Gongyuan, and asked him to go to Huichang to guide his nephew Zhou Liangcheng's lyrics, but as soon as this poor Confucian arrived at the city gate, he was stopped by a bunch of students, and countless people knelt on the ground, kneeling on the ground, holding the lyrics with both hands, please take a look.

Li Pingbo only raised a word in his hand, broke through the air, and landed at the Zhou family.

Zhou Liangcheng didn't comb his hair, his face was not washed, he sat on the gazebo and read some words, Li Pingbo approached, and only then did he hear what he muttered: I am a waste......

Li Pingbo turned his face on the spot: "Although Lord Shangshu invited, there are cracks in this son's literary world and he is mentally disordered, how to compose lyrics?" Farewell to the old decay! ”

Zhou Luo hurriedly caught up, and a maid next to him knelt down, and a huge tray of red cloth in her hand was lifted, and the golden gold and brilliant jewels finally left his footsteps.

He circled around Zhou Liangcheng three times, and sighed long: "The old decay can at most relieve the injury of this son's literary world, let him reluctantly participate in this scientific expedition, and in the next three days, he can only recuperate in peace, and must not have the idea of grinding guns in battle, otherwise, the roots of the text will be broken, and the future will be endless!" ”

Zhou Luo was overjoyed: "This is also a blessing, please Mr. help, in addition to the Zhou family, there is also a heavy thank you ......"

Li Pingbo lived in Zhou's house, and when the sun set, he burned incense and bathed, raised his hands, and wrote a long article in the void, which was called "Qingping Sacrifice......

Seven hundred and twenty-one characters turned into golden light and shot into Zhou Liangcheng's eyebrows, Zhou Liangcheng's whole body was filled with golden light, the black lines above the literary world slowly dissipated, the cracks in the literary world slowly closed, and in the early hours of the morning, the golden light on Zhou Liangcheng's body dissipated and slowly fell.

Li Pingbo opened the door tiredly, and saw Zhou Luo with a hopeful face: "Mr. Pingbo......"

Li Pingbo nodded lightly: "Fortunately, Lang Wen's injury has healed, and it shouldn't be a big problem to recuperate until the start of the exam...... I really don't know how old and decayed, why did Ling Lang get hurt like this? ”

Zhou Luo gritted his teeth and told the events of the day.

Li Pingbo nodded when he heard this: "I see!" This son is also heard in the capital, and they all say that he is a genius in poetry, and the poems he writes are shocking and crying ghosts, but this son instigated the people of Haining, destroyed the Zhang family, colluded with the demon clan, and had no bottom line. Zhou Gong doesn't need to worry. ”

Zhou Luo was overjoyed, with a wave of his hand, he added another plate of gold!

The bigwigs in the capital have all made this assertion, no matter how good you Lin Su is, how far can you go?

Even if you try to pass the test this time, you won't be able to enter the door!

Li Pingbo walked away and said goodbye, out of the Zhou Mansion, there was already a sedan chair waiting outside the door, he boarded the sedan chair, the sedan chair rose to the sky, a hovering fell in a small courtyard, and a person knelt down in the courtyard to greet each other: "Grandson greets the seventh grandfather!" ”

Li Pingbo got off the sedan chair: "Ye Zhou, what kind of entry does the lyrics have?" ”

The young man in front of him was Li Yezhou, a scientific research maniac, and he smiled: "Yesterday evening, a new song by Sun Er has emerged. ”

"Good!" Li Pingbo was overjoyed.

Until now, he had never heard of anyone's lyrics with holy light, but he didn't expect that his grandson would actually have holy light!

"Ye Zhou, this scientific expedition, you must win Huiyuan!"

"Grandson understands that this meeting is none other than me! This is a heavy responsibility that I must fulfill as a child and grandson of the Lee family. ”

Everyone in the world says that he Li Yezhou is a scientific research maniac and has to take Huiyuan, but few people know why he is so paranoid.

There is only one reason why he is paranoid, his surname is Li!

What's wrong with the surname Lee?

Dao Sheng is also surnamed Li.

His family was expelled from the Dao Saint Orthodoxy three hundred years ago, and since then he has not been allowed to claim to be a descendant of the Dao Saint.

The only way to change this fate is to enter the temple from the main gate and go up to the Lingyan Pavilion to renew the incense for the ancestors.

The rules of the temple are that you must be one in order to be eligible to enter the temple through the main entrance.

What is three-way unity?

Xie Yuan, Hui Yuan, Champion!

He has obtained the understanding of the Yuan position, he needs the Hui Yuan position, if it is not for the promotion of the Hui Yuan, even if he is the top student in high school, he still cannot enter the temple from the main entrance, and he will not be able to bring the Li family into the orthodoxy.

Therefore, he would rather delay two terms than take the Yuan position, and the Li family will help him with the strength of the whole clan

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