After a poem was written, Yunyi did not stop.

I saw that his fingers were slightly twisted, and the rice paper that had not yet dried flew to the side of the desk.

Seeing this, an onlooker next to him was quick to move, and snatched the piece of rice paper in his hand as soon as he reached out.

When the others saw this, they were slightly stunned at first.

After reacting, they all had a look of remorse.

With such a good opportunity to perform, why did you miss it in vain?

When the rice paper arrived, the man first looked happy, and then he didn't dare to delay, his eyebrows swept away, and he read it aloud.

From afar, the mountains are colored, and the water is silent.

The flowers are still in spring, and the birds are not surprised.

After reading a poem, the originally noisy lobby instantly became audible.

Is it really just a matter of time to make such a masterpiece?

You must know that among the five paintings with today's inscription, the most difficult to create is this landscape, flowers and birds.

In the other four paintings, Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum has its own characteristics, and it is naturally much easier to compose poems.

However, due to the variety of contents and unclear themes of this landscape, flowers and birds, it is naturally much more difficult to create an appropriate poem.

However, Yunyi's first poem not only chose the most difficult landscape, flowers and birds, but also seems to be very successful from the current results.

Yun Yi's four poems are extremely sophisticated, not only showing all the content in the painting, but also intuitively showing the pen power of the whole painting through the technique of dynamic and static contrast.

"The distant mountains are smiling, and the colored ones are good mountains."

"Spring water is silent, and meditation can flow."

"After reading this poem, I realized that this painting can only be appreciated by meditation."

"When the sounds of the heavens, the sounds of people and the sounds of the earth are blended, they can jointly build a natural sound that ordinary people cannot speak."

After a long time, the person who came with Zhuang Jing'an sighed with emotion.

"The last sentence of this poem shows the vitality of the birds in the painting without being surprised by the birds, and the technique is really clever."

Seeing someone speak out, another old showman with white hair couldn't help but admire.

As the two spoke, the lobby instantly resounded with the sound of discussion and praise.

Mr. Liu, who was still staring at a few paintings and meditating just now, was already confused at this time.

He thought that Yunyi was so urgent, it must be because he knew that he was invincible, so he broke the jar and fell.

But what he didn't expect was that Yun Yi not only made a poem in a short period of time, but also this poem was a masterpiece in terms of rhyme and artistic conception.

But before Liu Fuzi could recover from the shock, Yun Yi, who was on the side of the case, had already put the brush in his hand back on the inkstone.

I saw him move his wrist slightly, then turned around and said to Zhuang Jing'an with a calm face:

"The five poems have been completed by the students, and I would like to ask Mr. to comment on the axe."

Everyone's attention was attracted by the first poem just now, so no one paid attention to the situation on Yun Yi's side at all.

At this time, hearing Yun Yi say this, everyone turned their heads to look at the case.

I saw a few pieces of rice paper full of poems, which were scattered on the desk at this time.

With the demonstration of the first person just now, there was no need to be reminded by others at this time, but in an instant, those few pieces of rice paper were snatched in the hands of the nearest few people.

"Write...... Finished writing? ”

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it? It's only a little bit of work! Doesn't he have to think about it? ”

"Could it be that he scribbled?"

"Tsk, you said that he wrote the poem just now, but what was the result?"

"Don't be stunned! Read the poem out for everyone to hear. ”

……

It was only at this point that the onlookers recovered from their shock.

In an instant, the voices of doubt, discussion, and exclamation sounded one after another in the lobby.

"I'll come first, let me come first."

While the others were still stunned, one of the people holding the rice paper began to read aloud.

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks.

Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south.

After reading a poem, before everyone could savor it, another person who got the rice paper shouted excitedly.

"It's my turn, this time it's my turn. What I got was a poem by Yongmei. ”

After the man finished speaking, he folded the rice paper in his hand, shook his head and began to recite it.

My family washes the inkstone pond tree, and the flowers bloom with light ink marks.

Don't let people praise the color, only leave the air full of goodness.

The man recited as he pretended to pace through the hall.

When he finished reciting the last sentence, he just stopped next to the ink plum.

I saw that the plum blossoms on the painting were like ink marks, as if they were smudged by the ink of the inkstone pool.

"I'm here to write a poem about orchids."

Seeing that the person who shook his head and recited Momei became the focus of everyone, the remaining two began to secretly compete with each other.

The person standing in front of Mo Mei hadn't been proud for long, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the words of the other person.

The bones are clear, the leaves are true, and the back smile is amazing in the wind.

Self-written pen and ink, that is, the previous body is the back body.

The rest of the people saw that the limelight was stolen by the previous people, so they frowned and took it to heart.

"What I am holding in my hand is a poem about chrysanthemums, although this poem does not have much ink on chrysanthemums, but in my opinion, this should be the most brilliant of today's five poems."

"This poem shows the artistic conception of seclusion and indifference to fame and fortune......"

But before the benevolent brother could finish his tricks, he was blushed by the boos around him.

"Don't show off, you didn't write this poem, hurry up and read it for everyone to enjoy!"

"Yes! I didn't expect Yun Gongzi to have such a poetic talent, and it only took a moment to write several famous works that can be passed down to the world, and he is really a model for my generation of readers! ”

"You're right, it seems to me that there is no point in comparing it at all."

"I am absolutely convinced now that Jiang Xue must have come from the hand of Yun Gongzi."

"If Jiang Xue was indeed made by Yun Gongzi, wouldn't it be ......?"

"Stop, stop, you will talk about it later, and ask this benevolent brother to read the poem quickly."

……

"Okay, okay, I'm studying here, I'm studying here."

The man was almost drowned by everyone's saliva just now, where did he dare to continue to show off at this time.

I saw him cough lightly, and then read aloud in a low voice.

The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses.

How can you ask you? The heart is far away from itself.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning.

There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.

"Good poetry!"

"I didn't expect Yun Gongzi to have such a realm at such a young age."

"After listening to Yun Gongzi's poem, I had the urge to settle in the countryside."

"I thought that Yun Gongzi's family was poor, but now it seems that I am the one who is mentally barren."

"Today, I have to hear these five masterpieces of Yun Gongzi, and they should be a big deal!"

……

At this time, Master Liu, who was hiding in the corner, still had the intention of continuing to write poetry.

Now he felt that the sky was spinning, as if the sky was about to fall.