super king glory

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However, while they were blushing, they were also surprised because Wang Xiaojian didn't stop.

I saw that he raised the wine glass in his hand, and a slight sadness appeared on his delicate face.

"Turn to Zhuge, low Qihu, Zhao Wusian. There should be no hatred, what is the long way to go?"

"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time and share the joys and joys of thousands of miles."

After the voice fell, Wang Xiaojian raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The movement is natural and done in one go.

However, there was a faint sad expression on his face.

It was as if at the moment when the words were completed, he thought of someone.

He is missing, and sad because of missing.

In the lobby, it was quiet.

Everyone was stunned after listening to Wang Xiaojian read the poems.

They felt the celestial aura of becoming immortals, and also felt the longing for thousands of miles away.

It is also because of this deep yearning that they sink into the beautiful artistic conception of the poems and cannot wake up for a long time.

clap clap~

I don't know who was the first to applaud, and then the applause became one piece.

Amid the applause, people broke free from the beautiful artistic conception woven by the poems one after another, and gave out admiration.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. Wonderful! Li Bai actually wrote such wonderful words."

"This question is about autumn, and there is not a word "autumn" in the word. However, when he said "a thousand miles of beauty", my mind showed the Mid-Autumn Festival when the full moon is full, and the family is thousands of miles apart. Enjoy the sight of the moon together.”

"That's right, you can write about autumn without seeing it. In the meaning of the words, there is autumn in it. This technique is too clever!"

"Didn't you understand? Let's come down and translate this word. If you understand its meaning, you will know how beautiful this word is. This is enough to last forever. Its meaning is like this..."

In the hall, a young young talent received resonance.

His face was full of excitement, as if he had found a treasure, as if he had written the poem himself, and translated it for Wang Xiaojian spontaneously.

He shook his head and said: "When did the bright moon appear? I raised my wine glass and asked the sky. I don't know what year and month the palace in the sky is. The buildings made of beautiful jade can't stand the nine-day cold. Dance lightly and enjoy the clear shadows under the moon, it's not like being in the world."

"The moon turns around the vermilion pavilion, hangs low on the carved window, and shines on the sleepless self. The bright moon shouldn't have any resentment towards people, why is it only round when people leave? People have vicissitudes of joys and sorrows. , the moon changes from cloudy to sunny, waxing and waning, this kind of thing has been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. I just hope that everyone's relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can share this beautiful moonlight!"

clap clap clap!

As soon as his voice fell, many people present clapped their hands.

"Brother Liu De, that's a good explanation. Mr. Li's words mean exactly that."

Yes, this poem is divided into upper que and lower que.From the lower part of the upper part, I feel the fairy spirit lightly coming out of the dust, and I am afraid that only the immortals in the sky can write sentences like "Why is it like being in the world". "

"As for Xia Que, I feel a deep sense of longing. At the end of the words, there is also a blessing to the people of the world."

"It's indescribable, the literary height of this poem. It's unprecedented!"

"..."

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There was a burst of sound.

There was a faint and calm smile on Wang Xiaojian's face.

Madam Ya looked at Wang Xiaojian's indifferent appearance, and her elegant and elegant face flushed.

She, who is sensitive to poetry, was touched by Wang Xiaojian.

It was as if she had taken an aphrodisiac once again, her eyes were blurred, almost dripping water.

Her legs were weak, and it was the maid beside her who supported her so that she didn't go down.

Chu Xiao, who was beside Wang Xiaojian, had a look of admiration on his face.

They were the top three in Dafeng City, and Wang Xiaojian was the leader of the case. Chu Xiao always felt that his literary talents were not as good as Wang Xiaojian's.

But I didn't expect it to be so much worse.

Such a level can really be called a poetry fairy.

But Chu Xiao is not jealous, on the contrary very proud.

Because this person is his brother-in-law.

The people around were still unsatisfied, while repeating the words read by Wang Xiaojian, while shaking their heads and sighing.

"Before Li Bai called himself the Immortal of Jiu, and I despised him. But now, it seems that he is not only the Immortal of Jiu, but also the Immortal of Poetry! This poem is only because it exists in the sky, so it is rare to hear it in the world. Only an Immortal of Poetry can write such a beautiful sentence. "

"That's right! I said just now that Li Bai's poems are not neat and neat. It's really stupid."

"I was slapped in the face again. But this time, I was slapped willingly. I have witnessed that the slap in the face is worth it for such a poem that will last forever!"

"Yes, I feel the same way."

There was a burst of sound.

Bao Nan, who vowed to step on Wang Xiaojian for revenge, had a very ugly face.

He has been criticizing poets for 20 years, but he has never seen words of this level.

Someone just said it was right, this word is only because it exists in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

It can be said that this poem completely exceeded the limit of his cognition.

Even higher than meeting Xiya on the drinking lake.

He could find nothing wrong with it.

However, Bao Tianping still refused to give up.

After all, Li Bai was extremely hateful before and scolded him "a few times".

It is not a gentleman not to avenge this revenge.

No matter how high the other party's literary attainments are, he still has to find a way to take revenge.