Zhao Laihe was also taken aback when he saw this poem, although the artistic conception in some places was incoherent, which just shows that this poem was created in a hurry and did not have time to be carefully crafted, but too many sentences in the poem can be called classics and are endlessly evocative.

"Yan Fei, do you know what the origin of this Zhang Gongzi is?"

"My daughter didn't know that Xiangjun's friend was invited by her at this time. ”

"This son is by no means a thing in the pool, and there is a momentum in his poems, which is not something that ordinary people can create. ”

This character is very unique, the penmanship is delicate and smooth, most of them are done in one go, the pen is broken and the meaning is continuous, without the slightest stagnation. ”

Although this character is unique, but the skill is not deep, it can be seen that he rarely practice, and such a fine brushwork is rare. ”

Zhao Laihe's father and daughter were studying Zhang Xiaolin's poems, and Shui Feifei was also thinking about Zhang Xiaolin's pipa line, which was really enjoyable, what kind of demon was it? In just one tea time, he actually wrote such a classic poem.

looked at the full hall of what was less and what was less, almost all of them became Zhang Xiaolin's foil, only Prince Nanyang was alone, and he seemed to have infinite hatred for Zhang Xiaolin.

It's not good, this Wang Shao is out of the limelight today, this person is narrow-minded, I'm afraid it will be bad for Zhang Xiaolin!

Shui Feifei couldn't help but worry, the Wang family is one of the five great families, and their power is not trivial, if they are not good for Zhang Xiaolin, then Zhang Xiaolin will be in danger.

I blame myself for not thinking it through.

After Zhang Xiaolin finished writing poems, several talented people came on stage to write a few poems, but none of them were on the stage.

The Red Leaf Poetry Society arranged songs and dances, and in the light song and dance, the time was the easiest to pass, and soon the sun was setting, and it was getting late.

After the singing and dancing, Zhao Laihe stepped on the stage: "Talents, today is the Lantern Festival, from now on, our activities have moved to the outdoors, as we all know, our Qinling Academy has been established for more than 100 years, many well-educated people, famous ministers of science, are from our Qinling Academy.

The academy is surrounded by water on three sides, what kind of water is this?

Both sides of the Bahe River are weeping willows, from ancient times to the present, friends in the Bahe River parting, will break a branch of Baqiao willow branches, as a commemoration, since the Han Dynasty, how many words and phrases of the willow, it comes from the Bahe River.

Today, we also follow the example of the ancients and come to a Baqiao Yongliu.

The river not only prepared exquisite snacks, wine, but also pen, ink, paper and inkstone, when everyone comes, you can write it anytime and anywhere. “

Everyone listened, this year's lantern festival process seems to have changed, used to eat dinner in the hall, and then go out to guess the lantern riddles, this year even dinner is ready by the river, while singing willows, while eating snacks, interesting.

Qinling Academy has a hundred years of history, the heritage is indeed profound, a long corridor is several miles long, both sides have been hung with lanterns, the whole long pavilion is like a long dragon, lying on the west bank of the Bahe River.

The weather is still very cold, and there are very few weeping willow shoots by the Bahe River, and the slender willow branches hang down into the water, which is even more enchanting.

The crowd enjoyed the food and wine while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the river, which was really beautiful.

There are also a lot of talented people chanting on the side, and some have already raised their pens and written them.

The willow tree is often used in poetry, and many people leave their proud works on the paper, complacent.

As soon as Zhang Xiaolin dictated Baqiao Liu, the poem Baqiao Liu written by Liu Yong suddenly appeared in his mind, and he remembered it in a few words.

Since I came, I would definitely have to keep one poem.

Zhang Xiaolin walked to the bookcase, looked at the sparkling surface of the river, the weeping willows on the shore, and recalled Liu Yong's juvenile tour in his mind.

Lifting the brush, I took a closer look at the rice paper on the table, thinking about the layout of these dozens of words.

When everyone saw him contemplating with his pen, he was just chanting verses, so they all gathered around, the pipa line was too amazing, I don't know how extraordinary this Baqiao Willow will be?

The unique thin gold body was written by him into a line of calligraphy, with delicate and smooth penmanship, and in some places it was as thin as a gossamer, but it was done in one go.

Everyone took a closer look, and it turned out to be a long and short sentence:

"The jagged smoke trees and Baling Bridge, the scenery is all ahead. The decayed poplar and ancient willow, after several climbing, are haggard and haggard at the waist of the Chu Palace. The sunset is leisurely and spring comes early, and the thoughts are full of Gao. A song of Yangguan, the sound of broken intestines, alone by the railing. ”

"Good!"

"It's wonderful. ”

Wang Shao's heart was in turmoil at this time, and he had no interest in writing poetry at all.

He couldn't think of what kind of person this was, so many classic sentences, at his fingertips, and the poems that he had always been proud of, seemed so pale at this time.

After writing this juvenile tour, Zhang Xiaolin put down his pen and began his culinary journey.

His appetite has always been good, and since he cultivated the Qing Capsule Qi Technique, it has grown even more terrifyingly, and he pressed these small plates and small plates by the river, almost one bite at a time, and after a while, more than a dozen plates were empty.

Zhao Laihe has been paying attention to Zhang Xiaolin, watching this juvenile tour, he couldn't help nodding secretly, it seems that the pipa line is not accidental, this young man does have this skill. not only wrote the allusion of folding willows to give away, but what is even more commendable is that it writes a strong sense of parting. It's just that the only fly in the ointment is that he is too good at eating, and he eats very indecently.

Zhang Xiaolin searched for snacks and snacks all the way, and couldn't help but stay away from the center of the Lantern Festival, and saw a woman in a white dress from a distance, standing under the lamplight of Yan Shan, looking at the rolling Ba River, and actually gave birth to a feeling of a fairy descending to earth.

Zhao Yanfei!

This is today's host, Zhao Yanfei!

A very mysterious feeling welled up in my heart, this is a beauty, a special beauty!

The beauty under the lamp is more beautiful, Zhang Xiaolin was stupid for a while, picked up the pen in a daze, and wrote a Qingyu case on the bookcase next to him:

Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blows down, stars 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.

Moth snow willow golden wisps. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim.