At first, Wan Ruoqing said that she wanted to make a Mid-Autumn Festival song by herself, but the only thing that Li Yi could recite was Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Head". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, "Water Tune Song Head" has stood at the peak of the Mid-Autumn Festival for thousands of years, as soon as this word comes out, the rest of the words are wasted, and the level is high enough to scare people to death.

After all, at that level of poetry, it is really not cost-effective to take out one less poem for one hundred taels of silver.

When I came in just now, I had a conversation with Wan Ruoqing, and when I learned that whether it was a Mid-Autumn Festival poem or a Mid-Autumn Festival poem, I immediately thought of Li Bai's poem "Drinking Alone Under the Moon".

This is also one of the few poems that Li Yi can recite completely without cheating, and then there is the "look up at the bright moon and look down at your hometown".

It's just that although there are only four sentences in "Silent Night Thoughts", it has become Li Bai's most far-reaching work that has influenced later generations, and every child who begins to learn ancient poetry and literature has to memorize the first sentence that he is afraid is "the bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground".

Therefore, the status of this poem in Li Yi's heart is far more than that of "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", and he is reluctant to take it out.

I didn't expect that this kind of broken poetry meeting is actually only allowed to compose lyrics and not to compose poems, so it is better to simply call the lyrics meeting, wasting people's feelings in vain......

"Earlier...... Ruoqing looked up at him, and a little hope suddenly rose in his heart, "What does Childe mean?" ”

Li Yi actually didn't mean anything else, the sooner he finished here, the sooner he could go home for dinner......

"I'm going to trouble Miss Ruoqing to write again." Li Yi looked at her and said with a smile.

At this time, Wan Ruoqing finally understood the meaning of Li Yi's words just now.

"He actually wants to make another Mid-Autumn Festival song on the spot!"

Similar to the Qixi Festival or the Mid-Autumn Festival, the theme is very clear, the poetry will be above, only limited to the Qixi and Mid-Autumn Festival words, the talents who participate in the poetry meeting, often start preparing from a long time ago, and even spend several months polishing the poems, word by word, in order to have an amazing moment on the poetry meeting.

If they are allowed to compose lyrics on the spot, even the so-called No. 1 talent in Qing'an Mansion can only make mediocre works.

After "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" was denied, it was almost impossible to make a Mid-Autumn Festival song that surpassed Su Wentian in a short period of time, and they had no hope at all.

"Miss Ruoqing......"

Li Yi saw that Wanruqing had not moved for a long time, and stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

After Wanruqing came back to her senses, she glanced at Li Yi again, hurriedly picked up the pen, reopened a piece of rice paper, and then stood quietly aside, waiting for Li Yi to speak.

Although I don't know why this son didn't write by himself this time, he was just puzzled for a moment, and immediately obeyed his arrangement.

Her move naturally aroused everyone's curiosity.

"What is Miss Wan doing?"

"Is she going to make another Mid-Autumn song?"

"Even if she really makes it, it is impossible to surpass Su Wentian......"

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Many talented people sighed in their hearts, and no one was optimistic about Wanruoqing.

After all, even the carefully prepared Mid-Autumn Festival words were suppressed by Su Wentian, how could he beat the other party when he played on the spot?

Seeing this, Su Wentian showed a mocking look on his face, if Wanqing had been carefully preparing for several months, he would be able to bring him a little threat, and he would compose lyrics on the spot, I am afraid it would not be as good as the one above.

"Ruoqing......" Several women from the Yunying Poetry Society obviously guessed this, Zhao Yunrou looked at her, opened her mouth, and finally just sighed.

Only Zeng Zuimo looked up at Li Yi, and she saw all the two sentences he whispered to Wan Ruoqing just now.

"Partridge day."

At this time, Li Yi opened his mouth lightly.

"Partridge day?" The expression on the face of the talented man was stunned.

"It's a word card." Someone immediately spoke.

"It turns out that the lyricist was the brother Tai." Everyone's hearts immediately dawned.

It's just that in this way, their confidence in Yunying Poetry Society has decreased a little.

Although poetry is often mentioned together, there are great differences in both style and rhythm, and it takes a lot of time and energy to study one of them, not to mention poetry.

The level of "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" is already so high that they are amazed, if a song composed on the spot can also overpower Su Wentian, then I am afraid that Su Wentian is not the only one who is ashamed in the field.

Su Wentian's face was still smiling, and he was full of confidence in his heart.

Not to mention that the person in front of him is just a not-so-famous scholar, he is the first genius in Qing'an Mansion to compose lyrics on the spot, and he is still not afraid.

When the time comes, it will be mediocre, and it will be up to them how they end!

When Li Yi's voice came, several women from the Yunying Poetry Society looked stunned, and then they raised their heads suddenly, with a little hope in their eyes.

is exactly the same scene as just now, can this son turn things around again?

Zeng Zuimo looked at the scholar's face with a calm and breezy expression, and for some reason, his heart suddenly settled down.

It was also at this time that Li Yi's voice once again reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Blowing through the residual smoke into the night wind, a bright moon curtain on the ......"

When all of them involuntarily appeared in their minds that the night breeze was blowing through the mist and the bright moon was hanging high outside the curtain, the expressions on their faces froze.

"Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and they have to sleep together." Li Yi's voice continued, as if Qing had transcribed the words and sentences on rice paper with a graceful hairpin.

"The love vein, the meaning, the blue clouds return and recognize that there is no trace. should only have been in the previous life, love to cage the mandarin duck in two places......"

After reading Liu Yong's poem "Nian Nujiao", Li Yi picked up the tea next to him and took a sip, only to find that the venue suddenly quieted down.

The little girl blinked her big eyes, and her body couldn't help but get closer to Li Yi, the atmosphere was quiet and weird, and the girl's heart was a little scared.

After a few moments, there was finally a sound in the field.

Su Wentian turned his head, the expression on his face was indescribable, he opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything, pushed away the crowd, and strode out without saying a word, until his figure disappeared at the door, and the crowd suddenly broke out into an uproar.

"Writing about parting lovesickness with long and slow words is bland and unpretentious, but it is also incisive."

"It seems to be flat and straightforward, but it is more lovesick and sad."

"I never thought that Brother Tai was a double masterpiece of poetry, admire and admire!"

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For a while, several people arched their hands to Li Yi with complicated expressions, and said: "Su Wentian knows that he is not as good as his brother, and he has already taken the initiative to leave. ”

Although the process was tortuous and tactful, in the end, it was still victorious, and all the women of the Yunying Poetry Society showed joyful expressions on their faces, and secretly looked at Li Yi with beautiful eyes from time to time.

The whole word is full of sorrow, this son, I'm afraid he is missing his intended person......

I just don't know which woman is so lucky to get the favor of this son......

At this time, in the hearts of several talented women, this handsome boy with excellent poetry has already been full of talent, surpassing Yang Yanzhou, Shen Zhao and others, and almost comparable to the "Li Yi" of "Queqiao Immortal"!