This guy who is a little bad in the cold night, he also nodded deliberately, and deliberately praised: "It seems that you are very good, it has been written in such a short time, it is really exciting." ”

This guy is killing people and praising his heart, deliberately praising Su Xun, everyone understands a truth, the higher he praises, the worse he will be when he turns around.

He is now sure of what level of poetry he can write in a few minutes.

Maybe it's just a few sentences forcibly put together, and it is estimated that it is not even poetry, and he will laugh and be generous in a while.

And the old author of the Writers' Association who spoke for Su Xun at the beginning was still quite optimistic about Su Xun, and Su Xun's previous articles made him recognize Su Xun's talent.

I only heard the old author say, "Young man, show me the poems you have written." ”

Su Xun didn't hesitate and handed him the manuscript paper directly.

The old author lifted his huge eyes and looked at them carefully, his expression became more and more solemn, which made people feel a little strange.

Obviously, it was just a poem, and he should have read it in about ten seconds, but he read it for several minutes, and it seemed that he was still in the aftertaste.

didn't say a word, but the expression on his face was wonderful.

Finally he spoke: "Young man, did you really write it?" ”

"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can look it up on the Internet, and definitely write it yourself." Su Xun said confidently.

This kind of thing, he came casually, and it didn't take much effort, but he really searched for it on the Internet, and he felt that it was a waste of time.

The old author was a little excited, only to hear him suddenly say: "Okay, I've never seen such good poetry, you are really a literary genius!" ”

Hearing him say this, everyone couldn't help but be surprised, and said no, what kind of writing is it, can it be praised so well? Didn't you collect money?

The old author said, "I'll read it to you, and you'll understand it after you hear it." ”

Mother is as humble as moss

Solemn as the morning light

Soft as the sound of water in the south of the Yangtze River

As strong as a thousand years of cold jade

When you raise your eyes

She is Hao Hao Mingyue

When you hang your head

She is a reckless earth

"Hiss————"

When the last word was read, the expressions on everyone's faces were obviously different, some were shocked, some were drunk, and some couldn't believe it.

The people present, aside from the students, in addition to the writers of the Writers' Association, there are also Chinese teachers, and everyone has the most basic literary literacy.

As soon as I heard this poem, I was shocked, the level of this poem is definitely quite high, and everyone can hear it, and it is estimated that if you take it out to participate in the competition, you can easily win the award.

It is precisely because of how awesome this poem is, that everyone thinks that this cannot be written by a high school student, which is really incredible.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never have believed that a high school student could write such a level of poetry, which was simply shocking.

There are even people who have already taken out their mobile phones and started to check on the Internet.

Now it's very convenient, as long as you enter the first sentence, basically as long as there is something on the Internet, even if it is a few words that are the same, you can find it out immediately.

However, after the person searched for it, he shook his head and said, "There is no one on the Internet, so it can be determined that it is original." ”

"Shhhh

For a while, everyone couldn't be calm, looking at Su Xun's eyes, it was like looking at a monster, it was too terrifying.

As for whether he wrote it before and suddenly uses it now, it doesn't matter when he says it.

As long as he can write it, no matter how much time he spends, it means that he has this level, many people give him a lifetime, he just can't find this feeling.

In this way, no one dares to despise Su Xun, this student of Linjiang No. 1 Middle School is not simple.

Zhang Tianze was even more excited, he knew that Su Xun had this level, what was he worried about just now, and he was worried in vain.

Su Xun is still quite satisfied with the current effect, if you pretend to be forced, this effect is the best, it is simply comfortable.

At the same time, Su Xun glanced at the cold night again, the expression on this guy's face at this time was a little exciting, Su Xun said directly: "How is it, what do you think of my poem?" ”

The face of the cold night is constantly changing, and he has indeed been slapped in the face today, and in his heart, the poem written by this young man is much better than the one he just wrote.

He was still complacent, feeling that he was very awesome, but he was suddenly hit by Su Xun.

He admitted it in his heart, but he wouldn't admit it on his lips, if he did, where should he put his face, you must know that he is a public figure.

I only heard the cold night Shenghua say: "Yes, it is indeed okay to write." ”

Su Xun felt a little bored, this guy is now dying to save face, and he is not willing to admit that his level is relatively high.

But it doesn't matter now, Su Xun has proven his strength, and he is in front of everyone, so he doesn't need to be recognized by others.

The old author was quite angry, and I only heard him say: "Who said just now that what people write has no depth, I think it has much more depth than the poem just now." ”

Everyone knows that he is giving birth to flowers on a cold night, but I think what he said seems to be really reasonable, and it is indeed Su Xun's poem.

First of all, it is very neat, and secondly, through a few sentences of description, the various characteristics of maternal love are immediately shown in a very three-dimensional way.

After reading it once, all the heaviness and tenderness in it can be experienced, and the level is so high that people are ashamed of themselves.

The cold night Shenghua was slapped in the face like crazy today, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, but he didn't know what to say to refute it, which was the most angry.

The old author said: "In that case, I think the first prize should be given to this student, and there is no problem in treating this poem as a work for the competition." ”

Surprisingly, this time no one refuted, Su Xun used a poem to successfully silence all those who questioned him.

I couldn't even speak in the cold night, let alone others, and in the end, Su Xun deserved to win the first place.

At this time, the hearts of other schools were broken, and they finally seized an opportunity to mock Linjiang No. 1 Middle School.

But it hasn't been a while, and the first one is someone else's, which is really bitter.

(The two poems mentioned are excerpts from some of the author's own favorite poems, and the author does not have such a high level of poetry to make up poems.)

In fact, the two capitals are very good, there is no difference between superior and inferior, purely for the needs of the plot, don't spray if you don't like it. ）