MTL - Great Tang Idyll-v4 Chapter 945 Poetry contest road

Seymour Dharma invited Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Hao to go to his '大殿' to drink tea. He prepared to take out his treasured black tea. Of course, he did not forget to bring more, he has admitted a lot of status, although The heart is very uncomfortable, but in fact, I can't change it if I want to change it.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Wei know that the purpose of Seymour Dharma is for medicine. This medicine is indeed epoch-making, simple in production, widely used, and has saved countless people. It has also killed countless people, who can still get nitroglycerin. Love and hate.

But the two people would not drink the black tea from Seymour Domo, but they took the green tea in the past. What if the other party's black tea was not preserved?

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Xu Yizhen and the nine little guys didn't get involved. They stayed by the lake, looked at the mountains, looked at the water, and watched the cliffs hang down.

"Don't wait for the sunset, isn't it?" Xu Yizhen shuddered and asked Xiaoyuan. He was excited. He followed him all the time. He had been suppressed. He never looked at his own skills. He always looked at the nine little guys there. .

At this moment, he felt that he finally got a chance for a rare event. He defeated Xiaoyuan first and then broke it one by one.

Xiaoyuan looked up at the sun and quickly closed his eyes and said, "Don't wait, maybe you have to do something else for a while, now, this mountain, this water, and this warm sun and slow floating Cloud, of course, if you fished a fish and wrote fish, finally ask, is it a close-up poem?"

"What is close-up?" Xu Yizhen did not understand.

"My brother and sister will occasionally write, and it is a close-up poem written in strict accordance with the requirements of the law. It is divided into five or seven words, legal poems and quatrains. It is different according to the beginning and end of Pingyi, for example..."

"No, don't write this, the rules are too strict, affect the play, write poetry, not to write rules, to express inner feelings. Do you understand?" Xu Yizhen listened to confusion, and quickly interrupted Xiaoyuan's words, guilty.

Xiaoyuan is as good as a flow: "Well, not according to the rules, writing poetry can express emotions, is it not the same as writing a vernacular? Like a story in a newspaper."

"Yes, the same. But don't you think that poetry can better reflect the level of literature? Aesthetics, learning." Xu Yizhen advised.

"Isn't the near-field poetry more beautiful? Is it more learned?" Xiaoyuan said.

"I don't think about this thing today, don't you? Just say poetry, I will come first. Do you see that cliff?" Xu Yizhen also knew that he was too small on the same issue because he used double standards. So I quickly transferred the topic.

Xiaoyuan looked down in the direction of Xu Yizhen and nodded: "I saw it, and it was recessed inside."

"Good, the poem came out, the first sentence. I see the cliff concave, the second sentence. Why..."

"We have to go." Beckham's voice suddenly sounded, and she was very dissatisfied with Xu Yizhen: "Are you playing us? No, I can follow you, why do you sink into a slot and turn to look at the other? On one side, there is also a concave depression."

"Haha, Beckham, you are so cute, make a joke, I haven't finished brewing yet, wait, ah, start, the water surface is reflected in the cliff, a green moon and a tide. The peaks are difficult to stop running, moving and calming. ”

Xu Yizhen finished, looking at the nine little guys, waiting, waiting for a while to see people did not respond, asked: "How?"

"To tell the truth, I don't even know what it means." Xiaobei whispered to Xu Yizhen.

"Yes, you are still young, you can't understand it so deeply, I am not right." Xu Yizhen was very helpless and had to apologize to the nine children.

"In fact, I don't blame you, let Xiaoyuan come, Xiaoyuan, tell us to jingle, like a children's song." Xiaobei showed a big smile on Xu Yizhen, and directed to Xiaoyuan.

Xiaomo nodded, look at the surrounding scenery, raise his hand and say: "The tree is called a bird, and the tree is running under the water. The fish and shrimp swim and swim, and the end of the tour is a cliff. The mountain has a vine at half waist. And the green grass is sprouting. Can that wild vegetable be eaten? We have to dig a digging."

"Oh, really nice, Xiaoyuan is good, continue to work hard, and it will be very powerful in the future." Xu Yizhen listened to Xiaoyuan’s children’s songs and felt that such a big child could put the rhyme on him, and he quickly praised him. Kind of being a teacher, laughing is so reserved and conceited.

Xiaoyuan smiled and then pointed to the tree and said: "The bird on the tree is called 喳喳, 陟 高 高 高 怨 怨 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓 椿萱鬓The gentleman and the same singer, after the Kailuan 祀 祀 祀 祀 祀 。 。 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾 吾.

Xu Yizhen was stupid after listening to the moment. He just felt that it was very difficult for a child to put the rhyme on it. As a result, people began to use the code in a blink of an eye, and through the elegant style of the poem, it was said that the woman in a family supported it alone. This family business, when it comes to the hills, complains that the road is far away, there are old people and children in the family, the husband is ordered to tear in the war, this is to fight with the king, in order to open the territory, whether it is my song or Your wind is praised and become a poem? Still, this is actually called life.

Use "The Ears of the Ear", "The Tomb", "The Mirror", "No Clothes", "Wu", "Pipe".

Is this kind of skill still available to children? Now go to Kao Ke to enter the Shike, the problem is really simple, but it is too shocking, not with such a play.

"This jingle-like song is better than the previous one. I rely on my brother. Are you right? Xiaoyuan, continue, I like listening to children's songs most, and I don't understand any poems." Xiaobei's voice is still so sweet. The smile is still bright.

Xu Yizhen looked at the lake that was swaying in the wind by the wind. He wanted to jump and snorkel, and then he didn’t come up again.

I still want to show up in front of people's small distances. I can't easily find out four sentences. People use Zhangkou to use the code. This is an impromptu poem. No one gives you time to think one sentence at a time. The test is not only urgent but also skillful.

how can that be possible?

Xu Yizhen felt that he was very unsuccessful, especially when he heard what Xiaobei said, and the smile that usually looks cute is why it is so awkward at the moment.

"Yes, yes, I... I can't understand poetry, and I won't do it." The only thing Xu Yizhen can do is to echo Beckham and smile back, but it doesn't matter how laughter.

Xiaoyuan’s expression is nothing, just like before, and then refers to the big tree: “The tree is screaming at the tree, and the day is warm and the east is falling. The remote jungle is wild and wild, the hometown is fertile and the new melon. Last night, I dreamed of going back to Baixia. The nursery rhymes sang and slept early, and the good luck was like a smile."

"I also miss home, good luck, they will call people? No, can't be a white one, let's find something that the city can't see, make it into a specimen and bring it back, so that it can be seen for the younger brother and sister. What gems didn't? The pearls I fell from didn't know if they were broken by them."

Beckham listened to Xiao Yuanyi, the eye circle turned red, sucking the nose, pulling the small far side and talking to the place where Seymour Dharma lived together. She thought it would be best to ask the local leader before, if there is If you can, you can use other spices to change, anyway, the locals are stupid, the gems can't eat anything, give them something real, they will be very happy.

Nine little guys ran to find Seymour Dharma and exchanged fair with others. Xu Yizhen stood at the lake for a long time. He heard the meaning of Xiaoyuan. He started with the same scene and told him in three ways. What is called simple and complicated, and simplified by simple.

There is no need for the love in the depths, and the words are far away. It is the realm to express the deepest connotation in the simplest words.

And myself, I am still in the process of being simple and complicated. I have never entered the complicated stage. When one day I will use the allusions, I will deliberately sculpt words to see the footsteps of Xiaoyuan. Perhaps it is still a little far from the road to Jane, but he does not need to sculpt anything. He thinks that it seems to be a habit, but it is actually accumulated to a certain extent.

Xu Yizhen once again personally felt the horror of two kings of Zhang Wang. It seems that Grandpa had sent him to be right at the beginning. Otherwise, he is still touting with other officials of the same generation, and he must be proud of himself. Something.

Look at the nine little guys, and do a lot of things. When you meet a lot of tribes, you can play with the children and take care of them.

Every day when they see them, they feel that they are very happy. Of course, watching them happy moments, they are equally happy. But when you think about it carefully, you can find that wherever they play every day, they need them. Some people are ill, and some places are not doing well. They will pass by immediately, while they are like a play to help, while they are joking.

That is to say, they take on the task of adjusting the atmosphere in the team. They have always infected everyone with their happiness and innocence. They will also fall over their heads and will be accidentally scratched. They will not hurt when they pout. At the same time, the same injured adult seems to feel that he does not hurt, even if the injury is heavier than the children.

"They can actually stabilize the military and improve morale. They have not been the burden of the team. They never let others worry, why did I find out?"

Xu Yizhen spoke to himself in the lake, and then he was very annoyed. He thought that only he was useless. He couldn’t do physical work, he couldn’t do it, he couldn’t bring happiness to others, and he didn’t have Beckham’s Affinity.

"Mother's, I am actually a waste, no, I have to follow." Xu Yizhen firmly confidence, he is full of yearning for the outside. He came to the conclusion that once he followed the team and completed the road, he learned the merits of everyone in the team by a thousandth. When he went back to meet other generations of the same generation, those people came to him. It is said that there is no threat. Just like Xiao Yuan’s appearance when the last poem was taken by Beira, it’s really frustrating that people didn’t take themselves seriously.

"The head of Seymour Domo, where are you? Seymour Dharma!" Beckham and others shouted, and was taken to the Seymour Domo and invited to Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Hao's hall by the inner court.

"Simo Dharma and the leader, I saw you again, hello, what, oh yeah! Wenjun has a white jade beauty..." When Beckham saw someone, he first opened his hand and walked at the foot.

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