"This kid is a good seedling of a literati, peach and escape have the same sound, and the words of the poem are even more exposed, it seems that this kid is not interested in entering the scholar"

"Poetry is a rare good poem, even compared to Lao Wen, who is so talented at a young age and can be called a wise person. It's just that I don't like the strong hidden meaning in this poem, if the person who wrote this poem is the year of the Stick Dynasty, I must be regarded as a confidant, if it is the age of knowing the fate I like to hear it, if it is the year of the establishment I will invite him to come to Qingya Academy to study knowledge, but this kid 、、、"

"Stinky boy, how old are you!" asked Ang Lee to Han Tongwen, who was throwing pots

"Fourteen years old!" Han Tongwen looked at the old man gathered in a pile and was very happy, Tang Bohu's poems will have problems?

"Hey, how did you write it!" Ye Liu looked curious

"Nine out of ten!" Han Tongwen laughed

"En?is only fourteen?" Old Li An looked a little angry, "What a young man who dances with a spoon, and he is a rare wise person, why doesn't he have a little high-spirited ambition, the old man will not pass!"

Wu Qinghe also nodded, "The writing is impeccable, but the premise of the hidden world is to enter the WTO, and if you think about the hidden world before you enter the WTO, I can't pass it!"

"It's a pity if you don't pass the best poems!" Wen Qi'an said, "It's just such an hour, no matter where you go, you will be touted, and it is not a good thing not to encounter any setbacks in your life, just as Guo Pu said, I have a pen in the Qing for many years, and I can see it." So I agree with Lao Li's opinion, don't pass!"

"If all of them don't pass, I'm afraid that my Qingya Academy will miss a pearl," Liu Keding said

"Re-exam, still with the theme of the academy scene, limited to writing a poem that shows a broad mind" Lao Li An made a qualitative decision.

"Han Tongwen, come here!" Li Andao

Han Tongwen looked confident, "A few gentlemen, the poems of the younger generations are still good?"

"After the unanimous decision of the five of us, it will be given to the middle and upper, and it will not be passed!"

"What?" Rao is Han Tongwen still had a kind of anger rushing straight to his head after listening to it, Tang Bohu's poem didn't pass? But he suppressed it, there should be some reason, and it was not too late to get angry after listening to it. His performance was completely imprinted in Ang Lee's old eyes, and he also decided that no matter how Han Tongwen behaved below, he would keep him in the academy and insist that he enroll next year.

"Dare to ask sir, why don't you pass! The younger generation is confident that the poems are written well"

"Not only was it good, it was even unexpected, but it still didn't pass. We can give you an exceptional opportunity to write an ambitious poem with the theme of the scenery of the college."

As soon as Li An said this, Han Tongwen immediately understood, this was education in disguise, Han Tongwen tidied up his clothes and bowed to this group of lovely old men at ninety degrees! The five of them all smiled, obviously very satisfied with his performance.

"In addition to the peach blossoms, the younger generation's favorite is the top of the Five Old Peaks, so they use it to compose poems!"

"Think about how to change Lao Du's poems!"

"How is Lu Shanfu?

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. ”

The five nodded

"With Lingyunzhi, you can see the mountains at a glance. Li Ang smiled, "But I haven't played the next poem, you need to fill in a poem!"

The five old men laughed wickedly

"A tree!" Wen Qi'an, the old fat man, pointed to a tree on the cliff with ease

"Two trees!" Wu Qinghe pointed to the side of the stream

"Three trees!" Xie Dingliu smiled with a smile on his face

"Four trees!" Shi Zhongyuanshi's black face also touched his beard, and he pointed to the small sapling next to the pavilion

"What kind of poetry is this," Ye Liu said dissatisfiedly, "These old men are playing with your master!"

"The trees are all autumn colors, and the mountains are only sunset"

"Good, good, the machine becomes unparalleled, Shangjia!"

"Shangjia!"

All five of them were given the upper armor one after another

"What do you want to take next?"

"Words!"

"Boy, your poetry surprises me, I hope you can also make us look at it differently!" said Shi Heiface

"Please sir question"

"No, don't be in a hurry, you tell me what a word is first!"

"Words were originally called song words or song words, other names are: near the body of music, long and short sentences, tunes, songs, songs, movements, piano fun, poems, etc., is to cooperate with the banquet music and fill in the song and poem, the word card is the name of the tune of the word, different word cards in the total number of sentences, the number of sentences, the number of words of each sentence, the tone of the provisions. Han Tongwen talked about the concept of his influence

"A poem, the most proud word you have ever written or re-created now, no subject matter"

Han Tongwen fell in love with this old man, this is releasing water!

"Ask what the love of the world is, and teach life and death to make a promise.

There are double flyers in the south and the north, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times.

Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children.

You should have words, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, only the shadow to whom. Hengfen Road, lonely when the drums, the smoke is still flat.

The soul is a little more groaning, and the mountain ghosts are crying in the wind.

The sky is also jealous, and the warblers and swallows are all loess.

Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu. ”

After that, the five of them fell silent, and Han Tongwen's words shocked the five people again!"What is the situation in the world, how many heroes are trapped in it, it is absolutely impossible to write such words without heavy experience, but how do you write a fourteen-year-old child"

"I met Mr. Lin Kui when I came!" Han Tongwen sighed, although it was only a short time together, he had been conquered by Lin Kui's personality charm

"Oh, you met Lao Lin?" Li An looked delighted

"Mr. Li, do you know him?"

"Ten years ago, Lin Kui went to the Tang Empire to negotiate peace, and the old man was the chief official of the Tang Dynasty at that time, the old man and Brother Lin hit it off at first sight, and they were quite impressed by Brother Lin's talent, and the two of us regarded each other as close friends in life!"

"I can write this poem because Mr. Lin Da, Mr. Lin Da and the Holy Maiden of the Red Mansion Xia Qingqing fell in love, but they couldn't get their wish due to secular etiquette for 30 years, and they missed each other bitterly.

Wu Shanqing, Yue Shanqing. The green mountains on both sides of the strait greet each other, who knows the parting feelings?

The king is in tears, and the concubine is in tears. The concentric knot of the Luo belt has not been completed, and the tide of the river has been flattened.

When I left, Mr. Lin Da finally got his wish and married Xia Qingying's senior!"

"Hahahaha, the old tree is blooming, it's gratifying, the old man should write a congratulatory sheet and send it, is Lao Lin in good health?"

"I buried Mr. Lin Da and Xia Qingying's predecessors together, maybe they will be fine," Han Tongwen felt heavy

Ang Lee's body staggered, "You mean 、、、"

"Mr. Lin Da was assassinated by the hidden killing building, and the younger generation buried him in a valley full of plum blossoms!"

Li An cried loudly, like a child, "Ten years, you and I have exchanged letters, I can't think of today's shocking news, I want to talk with my brother ten years ago, whether Zang Gu is so unhappy today, but now it has been separated forever!"

"From now on, there will be one less real literati in the world!" Wu Qinghe and the other three also sighed

If meeting Mei Lao Wei can be regarded as meeting a friend who has forgotten his year, then meeting Lin Kui is more like a teacher and student, a stubborn old man who wants to bring him to the road of Wenhua, and it took a long time for the atmosphere to ease, and Lao Li An's mental state is obviously a little bad.

"We unanimously agreed that you passed!"