Jin Ge did not hesitate, and directly copied the "Title Jinshan Temple" by the great master Su.

Soon he finished the poem

For the sake of safety, Jin Ge checked it a few more times, and saw that there were no mistakes or omissions, so he picked up his pen and wrote on another piece of paper: "When you leave, you will hear the leakage and meditate on the return period of Yijiu. ”

After that, the fourteen words were wrapped in a circle of paper and given to Meng Fei'er, who was worried on the side.

When everyone saw that Jin Ge finished the poem, they all rushed over impatiently.

Xiao Wenhou was closer to Jin Ge, and was the first to see the full text of "Title Zhenguo Temple", he sneered after reading it: "Don't worry, the students will read the famous poems to you now!" ”

The scene immediately fell silent.

Meng Fei'er was in no mood to read what Jin Ge wrote, and looked at Jin Ge with a worried face.

Hearing Xiao Wenhou's voice, his mouth pursed, and his jade hands were tightly clasped together.

Sun Peng's face was calm, but deep down in his heart was not as good as his face.

Jin Ge is definitely not a person without a purpose.

Ning Shuangshuang said just now, Jin Ge's poem, Mr. Fang Zheng sighed to himself.

Now his ordinary poem will definitely not be as simple as it seems.

Xiao Wenhou read aloud:

"The tide is tilted with the dark waves and snowy mountains, and the moon is bright when the fishing boat is fished in Yuanpu.

The bridge is small on the pine path of the temple gate, and the threshold is clear when the spring eye is clear.

The green trees and rivers are dawning, and the sea is sunny and sunny.

Looking at the clouds and water on all sides, Bifeng is light with thousands of points. ”

After hearing this, everyone began to talk to each other, and then looked at Jin Ge with a sarcastic expression.

The old monk Xuanyin actually showed a look of sarcasm on his face.

Meng Fei'er chuckled in her heart.

Ning Shuangshuang was disappointed.

Sun Peng frowned, but did not speak.

This poem "Title Zhenguo Temple" does not seem to have anything special.

And there are only a few lines in this poem that describe the scene of dusk and moonlight......

The expressions of Xuan Yin and the others, Jin Ge saw them all in his eyes.

He smiled, shook Meng Fei'er's somewhat cold hand, and said, "You don't have to worry, there will be eighteen disciples who will worship you as a master in a while." ”

Xiao Wenhou looked sarcastic and said to Jin Ge: "Didn't you say that this poem can be famous through the ages? Now it seems that it is no more than that! ”

Jin Ge shook his head and sighed.

Xiao Wenhou said with a cold face: "Tomorrow, you will go to the Confucius Temple to kneel for a day!" ”

The crowd around them also clapped their hands.

Jin Ge looked at them like this, showed a harmless smile of humans and animals, waved his hand and said, "Everyone be quiet, I have something to say." ”

Everyone finally fell silent.

Jin Ge looked at Sun Peng, who had a solemn face, and said, "I like your personality very much, but your teammates are too pitiful!" ”

Saying that, Jin Ge said loudly: "Xiao Wenhou, you read it upside down......"

"Reading backwards?" Xiao Wenhou was puzzled in his heart, is the poem still read backwards?

But Xiao Wenhou still subconsciously read the poem.

"Qinghong counts a thousand peaks and blue, and the water meets the clouds and looks far away. On a sunny day, the sea is red and hazy, and the dawn river trees are green. ”

After only two sentences, Xiao Wenhou closed his mouth, and his two eyes seemed to protrude from their sockets.

"Shhh...... This...... This...... Wonderful! ”

Xiao Wenhou slapped his thigh violently.

Sun Peng also walked up to him, picked up the poem written by Jin Ge and looked straight at it, his hands began to tremble.

Jin Ge saw everyone's expressions, he cleared his throat and said, "You can superimpose the two and then read it......"

The tide slopes with the dark waves and snow-capped mountains, and the moon shines in the Yuanpu fishing boat.

The bridge is small on the pine path of the temple gate, and the lane is clear when the spring stone wave.

The green trees and rivers dawn, the haze and red glow are sunny in the evening.

Looking at the clouds and water on all sides, Bifeng is light with thousands of points.

Qinghong counts thousands of peaks and blue, and the water connects to the clouds and looks far away.

The sunset is red and hazy, and the river trees are green.

Qingbo Shiyan Spring is the lane, and the path is on the bridge of Songmen Temple.

The bright moon fishing boat fishing is far away, and the snow waves of the mountains are dark with the tide.

No matter if this poem is read backwards, there is no sense of disobedience, and what is even more terrifying is that these two poems are good poems.

Under the superposition of the two, the charm has changed again.

Poems can be read not only in the straight direction, but also in the reverse reading.

It can be seen that Jin Ge's skills in controlling words and word choice have reached the peak, right?

Reading is yes, the moonlit night scenery to the dawn of the river sky.

Reading backwards is from dawn to fishing boats singing at night.

Reading together, it's a view of the whole day.

Absolutely!

This song "Zhenguo Temple" is definitely a swan song for the ages!

At this moment, everyone finally understood that Jin Ge was not ashamed to speak just now.

Sun Peng has always been conceited that his literary talent is unmatched, but today he knows that there are people outside the world.

Plop.

Sun Peng knelt straight on the ground and said, "Mr. is above, student Sun Peng kowtows!" ”

Jin Ge admired Sun Peng's personality even more, so he said with a smile: "Poetry is only used for recreation, and it should not be true." ”

After speaking, Jin Ge took the excited Meng Fei'er and lifted his feet and left.

Sun Peng hurriedly stood up from the ground, ran to Jin Ge and said, "The student really worships Mr. as a teacher. ”

At this time, Xiao Wenhou walked over and said to Sun Peng: "I don't know where he got this poem, so it shouldn't be true." ”

Jin Ge saw the poem "Acacia" written by himself in Meng Fei'er's hand at a glance, he took the paper and handed it to Xiao Wenhou and said: "This is also a poem, can you see it?" ”

Xiao Wenhou looked at the fourteen words in a circle on the paper, and said, "This is also a poem?" ”

Jin Ge stretched out his hand to help Sun Peng and said, "Sun Peng, you remember that you can't be as good as Xiao Wenhou in the future." ”

Xiao Wenhou still had to open his mouth to sneer.

Jin Ge said to Sun Peng: "Meditate on the return period of Yi for a long time, and remember the parting after a long time of returning." When I remember parting, I smell and miss, and when I hear and miss, I think quietly. ”

Jin Ge looked at Meng Fei'er affectionately and continued: "This is a poem I wrote to your master, called 'Acacia'. ”

Xiao Wenhong was ashamed.

Sun Peng's body shook violently, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Meng Fei'er's pretty face suddenly blushed.

At this time, Ning Shuangshuang, a nymphomaniac, also walked over cautiously, and when he saw the poem surrounded by fourteen words, he muttered: "Fei'er, you are really blessed!" ”

Jin Ge took out the note and began to roll the names according to the note, and the seventeen people who were named walked out dejectedly.

At this moment, Jin Ge looked at them with a serious face, but did not speak.

Sun Peng took the lead in kneeling down and shouted: "Mr. is above, please accept the student Sun Peng's worship!" ”

When the seventeen people saw that Sun Peng was kneeling, they also began to kowtow one after another.

Xiao Wenhou also bowed down to Jin Ge with great reluctance.

Jin Ge said: "You are now my disciples, there are two months to try, and you won't be able to play everywhere in the future, report to Xishan tomorrow, and those who are late will be severely punished." ”

Sun Peng said solemnly: "Students remember! ”

Several others chimed in.

Jin Ge took the poem of "Zhenguo Temple" from Sun Peng's hand, put it in his arms, and took Meng Fei'er's jade hand and wanted to leave again.

At this time, the old monk Xuanyin suddenly spoke: "Master Jin, please stay." ”

Jin Ge smiled harmlessly at Xuanyin.

When Meng Fei'er saw Jin Ge's smile, her heart tightened, and her hand holding Jin Ge tightened.

Xuanyin smiled and said: "Master Jin, poor monk, there is actually a reluctant request. ”

Jin Ge smiled and saluted: "Please also let the master know." ”

Xuanyin said with a smile: "Master Jin Shi is young and promising, and he is only eight buckets high, can he write an inscription in the temple......