Is this poem good? Not necessarily, because the first half of the sentence seems a little casual.

But in all fairness, the last two sentences are indeed very amazing, and even made Ye Ping look sideways slightly, thinking that they are very good.

"A good 'Wangchun doesn't know it', lick the dog...... The mood of looking forward to spring every day is vividly displayed, which is really talented and makes me admire. And it corresponds to the "spring breeze does not solve the style", and writes a contradictory aesthetics. Very good, worthy of being the first place in the township test, you can afford Fengyue. ”

Ye Ping nodded again and again, and couldn't help but comment, but he still almost missed it.

Fortunately, I don't know what a dog licks in this era, otherwise Feng Yue would definitely fight with Ye Ping.

"Hehe, this is just a sentence that came to mind on a temporary basis, and I hope you don't delve into it, just have a good time."

Feng Yue was very proud, and this poem also achieved the expected effect, attracting praise from everyone.

Even he himself was intoxicated, thinking that his writing was so good that the last two sentences were simply quatrains for the ages.

He didn't believe that Ye Ping could write a poem comparable to his, incomparably perfect.

However, this poem is indeed as General Ye said, the first two sentences are decent, but the last two sentences jump out directly, showing us a very different world. Especially Wangchun didn't know it, there was really a special flavor in it. ”

Su Muyan looked a little excited, whenever she read a good poem, she had such an expression.

This made Feng Yue's heart even more excited, seeing the goddess excited because of the poem she wrote, which was even more refreshing than giving him a million. No, the analogy isn't very appropriate. It should be said that this is more powerful than giving him a true king inheritance, go to him who is the first person in the world, where is there something more exciting to hold a beauty?

At this time, the pressure came to Ye Ping's body, and everyone looked at him with interest, looking forward to the same amazing words.

"This sentence is indeed well written, do you still think Ye Ping has a chance of winning?"

Hong Shaofeng asked with a smile, "It is estimated that many old scholars can't write it, it's really too difficult." ”

Yao Nanchi took a sip of tea lightly, "Do you dare to bet with me on a Western Regions BMW?" ”

The BMW of the Western Regions, this is an extremely rare sweat and blood BMW, and it is a very covetous existence for countless martial arts practitioners.

Even the Northwest Army when Chen Anzhi was in office was not equipped with such a war horse, and only a few people had it.

And Hong Shaofeng actually has a horse in his family, which is enough to prove the strength of his family.

The former pondered for a long time, and suddenly laughed, "Okay, it's rare that you have this Yaxing, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!" ”

If Ye Ping knew that someone used this to bet on BMW in the Western Regions, I don't know how he would feel. One thing is for sure, though, he's going to find a way to get it back. This Western Regions BMW is a good thing, especially when killing enemies on the battlefield. If your horse is inferior to others, it is very likely that you will die on the spot in one charge, and then you will have to be an infantryman.

And Chen Anzhi took his car away as early as when he returned to Lin'an, which was a heaven and earth spirit seed.

It is rumored to be a strange beast from the cave, which is extremely brave on the battlefield, and the killing of Daqin is afraid of losing his armor.

"I also came up with a poem, but I always felt that it didn't seem as good as Brother Fengyue."

Ye Ping first pretended to be ashamed of himself and pretended to be polite, "I also hope that you will not be surprised, and there will be a lot of Haihan." ”

Feng Yue didn't think that Ye Ping would be able to surpass him, let alone that in such a short period of time, he never thought that he would be able to perform amazingly. So he waved his hand pretending to be magnificent, "General Ye doesn't have to mind, it's normal for you to see that you can't write that can surpass me, and in such a short period of time, it's really difficult for you." ”

Ye Ping bowed slightly, but without saying anything, he directly opened his mouth and read out his "own" work:

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. ”

Shock! In addition to shock, no one had any other thoughts at this time, and they were full of anger.

Since ancient times, there have been many poems on the theme of snow, all of which are lonely, tragic, or lingering. But the imagery of Ye Ping's poem has never been. Whether it is the first two sentences at the beginning or the last two sentences at the end, they are quite concise quatrains. One more word will not have that taste, and one less word will have no temperament.

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow......"

Su Muyan couldn't help but repeat it, her eyes were full of shock, and she couldn't come back to her senses for almost half a day.

Feng Yue's heart trembled even more, he knew that he had been defeated, and he had been defeated so completely.

He is also a person who knows the goods, otherwise he would not be able to become the first in the township test, and he is very popular with many big people.

These few sentences are really wonderful, and the lonely artistic conception is definitely not comparable to everyone. What kind of state of mind is it to be alone fishing for snow in the river? How vast is that?

Lan Xin couldn't help but close her eyes, constantly pondering and recalling these words, and her heart was even more excited.

"Wonderful, so wonderful! General Ye, you are worthy of being able to write this situation to be recalled, but you were already a person who was already in such a quatrain at that time! A thousand mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear! What a lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow! General Ye, the little woman is not strong enough to drink, so take this cup of tea and salute you! ”

Su Muyan stood up and came to Ye Ping's face with a cup of tea, his eyes flashing with a strange look.

Ye Ping took it with a smile, and he was extremely emotional in his heart, and he was very grateful to those poets back then for giving him these pretending capital. He didn't want to be so high-profile, but he really couldn't see Feng Yue chirping there. For all his praises, he has the right to praise those poets, and he always laughs at them.

"It's just a simple poem, please don't mind too much. If it weren't for the Su family's garden, I wouldn't have come up with such a thing. Compared with Brother Fengyue's first place in the township test, it is still a little inferior. ”

Ye Ping politely took the teacup and drank it all.

After speaking, he didn't forget to nod to Feng Yue gratefully, as if he had really lost.

Su Muyan shook his head, "General Ye doesn't need to be presumptuous, this poem is really wonderful." We meet once a year, but we've never seen a quatrain like this. This poem alone is enough to crown the original poetry collection, and if you don't see the ancients, it is difficult for anyone to come. ”