Good poetry is like the zenith stars!

Mortals can become immortals on the spot with only one pick!

Now Ye Ping has picked two, and if he wants to pick a third one, it is difficult, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky!

Shi Yu didn't believe that Ye Ping had such a ability!

Groundless!

These three words, eat Ye Ping!

"Remove that word, just make it!" But at this moment, Shen Yueling glanced at Shi Yu mockingly, and said lightly: "You are a frog at the bottom of the well, you are really not qualified to speculate on Ye Ping, do you think that you can trap Ye Ping without having three words?" You're wrong, very wrong! Tell you, those two songs are nothing to Ye Ping! ”

"Listening to the Qin" and "Fortune Operator: Not Love Wind and Dust" are nothing at all?!

As soon as Shen Yueling's words came out, there was already a lot of noise in the crowd, and the venue was like boiling porridge, making a lot of noise.

Everyone's eyes looked at Shen Yueling in amazement.

Listening to the meaning of her words, Ye Ping seems to have made better poems than this!

But how is that possible?!

These two songs are already rare in the world, if they are better, isn't it really in heaven?

"This sister, Lord Ye has made better poems? It's better for you to say it, I'll wait, and listen to you. ”

"Good sister, what kind of poems did Lord Ye make? Talk to my sisters......"

"Better poetry than listening to the piano and divination operators, sister, what kind of poetry is that?"

In an instant, Yingying Yanyan looked at Shen Yueling longingly, and asked excitedly.

The sister of Puliu Lane, how vicious her eyes are!

After Shen Yueling arrived with Ye Ping, they had already seen that Shen Yueling was a female, so naturally they would not stupidly think that she was a younger brother just because she was wearing men's clothes.

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible! ”

Shi Yu shook his head resolutely and denied it again and again.

But at this moment, his heart was already a little flustered.

He suddenly felt that he might have done something wrong.

Perhaps, by doing this at this moment, not only will Ye Ping's reputation be discredited, but will make his reputation go to a higher level!

And that was something he didn't want to see at all!

"Impossible? Prick up your ears and hear clearly! ”

Shen Yueling smiled indifferently, followed her and raised her head, looked at the bright moon on the sky, paused word by word, and said slowly:

"Silk Tong has seven strings of endless rope, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian."

"Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring."

"There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking."

"Can this be recalled? It's just that it was already clear at the time. ”

Word by word, accompanied by Shen Yueling's crisp voice, the huge Puliu Alley, at this moment, all fell into silence.

This night, the candles can't be spent, and the needles can be heard!

"Can this be recalled? It's just that at that time, it was already ......."

"This poem should only exist in heaven, how can the world hear it......"

"It turns out that if there is a man who lives in the heavens, he can pick up a star with a light hand......"

It's been a long time, it's been a long time, and I don't know how long it has been, and the crowd has just woken up from a dream, and I don't know how many people there are, and their eyes are already wet with tears.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Ping's body, and that gaze, with longing, worship, and more, was amazed......

At this moment, they finally understood why Shen Yueling said that "Listening to the Qin" and "Fortune Operator: Not Love Wind and Dust" were not good enough.

Because, those two poems are still poems in this world!

But this one is clearly in the sky, shining like stars!

But now, it was taken down by Ye Ping's probe and let it shine in front of the world.

Similarly, at this moment, many people showed even more apologies in their eyes, and they were suspicious of Ye Ping before.

Ye Ping, who can write such poems, why bother to copy the poems of the two hands?

"What do you think of this poem? Have you seen it in ancient books? ”

At the same time, Shen Yueling looked at Shi Yu, word by word, and mocked.

"I ...... I ......"

Shi Yu's lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

He had already said that it was only because "Listening to the Qin" and "Fortune Operator: Not Love Wind and Dust" were written so well that he wrote them down.

But this one is obviously better than the one just now.

If there really is such a good poem, why can't I remember this better one, but remember the other two?

"You can't tell, do you? I didn't expect that it could be useless, right? ”

Shen Yueling looked at Shi Yu coldly, word by word, and said in a deep voice.

"What proof do you have that he wrote this poem? You read it, maybe you wrote it? ”

Shi Yu's eyes dodged, and the boiled duck had a stiff mouth.

"I wrote it? If I could write a poem like this, I would wake up laughing in my dreams! This poem was written to me the next day after Ye Ping came to Puliu Lane to listen to the piano! ”

Shen Yueling sneered and said in a deep voice.

This poem was actually written for Shen Yueling!

The sister in Puliu Lane was boiling, looking at her gaze, the heat was almost spewing light!

People in the world often say that if you like someone, you can't take the stars in the sky and give them to her!

But in this world, those people can't do it, but Ye Ping has done it!

How happy should a girl with the stars in her hand be, and how can she not be envied?

"It's just your side of the story."

Shi Yu bit and didn't let go.

He knows that once he loosens his mouth now, he can only become a joke and be despised by countless people, and it is the best way to hold on like this at this moment.

Horizontally and vertically, Ye Ping shouldn't be able to write the second song, and he won't be able to pick up the second star!

"You ......"

Shen Yue was angry, her pretty face was full of thick frost, and in the depths of her eyes, her anger was about to turn into substance, and she only hated that she couldn't dismantle the stone and jade.

She didn't allow someone to slander Ye Ping like this, and she used three words that didn't matter, which ruined Ye Ping's name!

"Why do you have to see him like this, he doesn't believe it, I'll let him believe it...... Unnecessary, good idea, but unfortunately, you are wrong, people like me are not something you can speculate, the world of genius, you don't understand...... Tonight, there are stars and moons, flowers and wind, wine and wind, and more confidants on the side, but let me get my wonderful hands and occasionally. ”

But at this moment, Ye Ping suddenly chuckled, held Shen Yueling's hand, and after taking a deep look at the brightly lit Puliu Lane, he paused word by word, and said slowly:

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. ”

"The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

"The moth snow willow is golden, and the laughter is full of dark fragrance."

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim."

Without warning, without brewing, Ye Ping blurted out, and Puliu Lane was instantly silent.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain......

Suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim......

They wanted to scream, they wanted to roar, but they opened their mouths wide, but they couldn't make any sound.

The huge shock filled their chests, so that they couldn't make a sound.

Bloody Hand Poetry?

No!

It's an immortal!

Only the immortals in this heaven can write the poems of this heaven!