"Every year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the poetry and song meetings in the blessed land of the cave are mainly Yongyue, and this year is no exception......"
Hua Yingrong opened a white, and then paused to feel that the atmosphere of the scene was a little baked, she suddenly said loudly to the surroundings: "This year, the little girl has the honor to preside over the word meeting, and she also wants to leave a name in history, but unfortunately Yingrong is only shallow in her learning, and she can't come up with a good poem, so she can only hope for the talents from all over the strait.
Then Yingrong also took out a colorful head and invited this official to board the boat and swim with me in the Chaotian River......"
As soon as Hua Yingrong's words fell, exclamations suddenly broke out around her, accompanied by a lot of swallowing saliva.This means obviously, if anyone can touch her heart, then tonight will have the opportunity to be the guest of Hua Yingrong, the top brand of Spring City.On both sides of the river, the crowd on the bridge fell silent after exclaiming, and Xiang Que obviously saw that the people around him were frowning and thinking hard, if you are one step late in this kind of thing, then you will have to be taken the first place if you don't do it.Xiang Que suddenly smiled, and he was in a good mood, but suddenly he had a desire to do a lot of evil.Although Lao Tzu graduated from a small book back then, he still knew some of the quatrains that were widely circulated in the world.After all, even if you haven't deliberately recited some of your poems, you can listen to them that are about to make your ears calloused, and it is not difficult to recall, thank you to those masters of all dynasties.If you want to talk about Yongyue, there is really a peerless poem that can be said to be the best in the world, known as the peerless poem that has never been seen before or since.When will Mingyue, the head of the water tune song of the Su family, come out, who will compete?
No one!
With Xiang Que's evil thoughts, he blinked his witty little eyes, squeezed to the front of the crowd and then lay on the railing, coughed a few times towards the river below, and whistled by the way.Since you want to do evil, the best way is to show yourself and directly cut off all the thoughts of others, and then you can hear waves of regret and chest-beating movements.Yes, Xiang Quexin's eyes at this moment are already bad to the extreme, he doesn't want to give anyone a chance, and he wants to make this year's poems come to an end before they start.The dry cough of Xiang Que, who was lying on the railing, naturally attracted the attention of Hua Yingrong below, and she asked with a look in her eyes: "This son, but there is a masterpiece that can already be taken?"
”Many pairs of eyes fell on Xiang Que's body in front of and behind him, many people sneered, and they didn't know where the fledgling guy came from, he actually wanted to be the first to appear, his intention to come out on top is understandable, but I have to say that you are the first to come out on this occasion, and you usually become the target of others."
Yes!"
Said to the shortcomings, carrying his hands behind his back, unusually chic.Hua Yingrong stretched out her white arm and said softly: "Childe, please" "It's been a long time since I've pretended, it's really good to pretend to be in a good mood......"
Xiang Que lay lazily on the railing, letting his long hair flutter in the wind, and then pressed his throat to make his voice appear more magnetic."
When is the bright moon?
Ask Qingtian about the wine" "Huh?
”Hua Yingrong was stunned when she heard the first sentence, this opening seems to be a little sloppy, but the artistic conception is very obvious.There are masters in the surrounding crowd and immediately frowned, this sentence is not simple, you can already see the foundation.Xiang Que continued to murmur in a low voice: "I don't know the Heavenly Palace, what year it is tonight." ”"I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable.Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”Xiang Missing a mouth, directly recited the first half of Mingyue, Hua Yingrong's eyes flowed, the amazing color in her eyes was very obvious, she even wanted to praise the armrest, but she pressed it hard, as if she was afraid that she would disrupt the other party's train of thought.Xiang Que straightened up, put down his hands on the railing, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said softly: "Turn Zhu Ge, low Qihu, shine sleepless."
There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?
”"People have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete" Hua Yingrong's eyes, as if a layer of fog rose in an instant, even if even the surrounding talents who wanted to compete for the wind and jealousy, many of them seemed to be hit by this sentence.People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny!
This sentence alone is enough to be passed down through the ages in the future generations of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land.Xiang Que took a deep breath and said slowly: "I hope that people will last a long time, and Chanjuan will be a thousand miles together......
"Long, Chanjuan!"
When Xiang Quan's words fell and she didn't speak again for a long time, Hua Yingrong was still thinking about the whole poem, and her whole head was full of loud noises, repeating the single song back and forth.A moment later, a wail suddenly sounded around Chaotian River.Xiang Que nodded unexpectedly, sure enough, as soon as he appeared, he sent this year's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting to the end, so do you still need to question the ability of the Su family.It's just disgusting.After a long time, Hua Yingrong stretched out her hand, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Please also invite the son to come over and accompany the little girl to swim in the Chaotian River?"
”Xiang Que is too cruel, just when did he take out this water tune song Mingyue, Hua Yingrong is sure that there will be no need to compare it in the future, no one can beat this poem.Xiang Que is not surprised at all, how many years has Boss Su's poem been inherited, who can find fault with it?
Hehe, that's going to hell alive!
The person who spoke to Xiang Que before was dumbfounded, this guy is not a little arrogant, why didn't he taste the goods in his stomach when he talked to himself just now?
He had known that this was the case, and he had given up a lot of money to buy this poem of his.Xiang Que supported the arch bridge with one hand, kicked his feet, and then got up and floated down from the bridge, and then landed on Hua Yingrong's painting boat.The voice of regret sounded again, but no one had any extra thoughts about Hua Yingrong's guest who entered the curtain.These literati are still relatively stylish, and if they think they are not as good, they are not as good, and it is useless for you to break them.Come and go quickly, this is the idea of most people, this poetry meeting can be regarded as an abrupt end here, it really ended before it began.Xiang Que licked his lips and said, "Sister......
Come and meet your son."