Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

A quarter of an hour came, and the nuclear officer rang the bell.

Half of the talented men in the literary platform shook their heads, put away their pens and ink and pressed them down to indicate that they had abstention. They could not write good poems and did not have to continue competing. There was still self-knowledge.

There are half of the people who abstain from the court all at once. There are such things in every session. People who often watch the game know that some people just go to make up for the numbers and don’t have much talent at all.

Bai Yu and Ding Kai looked at each other and laughed. If they were to go up, Wen Mo would have to be talented to show off his charm.

"Read the official and read the literature."

The city lord shouted, and a row of reading officials came up from the audience. These people would go over to read the poems and essays. Those who were not good at eye-catching can be brushed off directly, so as to avoid some people's inappropriate writing and reading on stage. That would only make the audience laugh at the audience to lower the level of the competition.

"Those who can pass the reading official level are considered good poems, but basically only one or two of them are left." Yi Jifeng said while drinking.

Bai Yu also learned about the process of this poetry competition. Each session is basically the same. Except for the changes in the rewards and the meaning of the question, there are no changes in other aspects.

In half an incense stick, there were only a dozen people left on the field. It can be said that they were quite cruel. Some of them were even dissatisfied. However, when they saw other people's poems and essays, they would be obedient. Without comparison, there would be no harm.

"Report to the city lord, after reading the article, Jingxian's article can now be compared with the article."

The reader came forward to report, and the city lord nodded in agreement, and the poetry competition was the real beginning.

"Xuanwen, the poems you have written will be judged by the gentlemen of the academies who are sitting in the hotel."

The city lord pointed to the judges on the literary platform. Some of these people are mortals and some are cultivators, but they all have one thing in common: they are all talented people, and no one can object to them.

At this time, someone picked up the poems and essays in his hand and walked to the high platform in the same row of the city lords, and then bowed to the city lords and read:

I will never have any charm in my life, every grass and every tree is missing me,

I and the spring breeze are all passers-by, you bring the autumn water to the galaxy,

Nothing is useless, and disdain is lovesickness.

The judges and even those in the audience nodded and expressed that, as the first person to come to the stage, they could not make too high evaluations, but this poem is indeed a good poem, which must be affirmed.

"The love that everyone yearns for is infatuation, and loyalty to one's heart is good!" A judge gave a praise and evaluation.

"Next."

The rest of the people in the audience watched each other, and then a woman stepped up.

There are 80,000 words in the world, but the word "love" hurts the most.

People have three thousand diseases of birth, but only lovesickness cannot be cured.

It was originally a guest who was not returning to the green lamp, but he was in love with the world because of the turbid wine.

The starry sky doesn’t ask the people who are rushing, and the years pass by the closest ones.

"It is said that lovesickness is useless, but who escapes it?" Several judges looked at each other. Love is a disease, and this disease is called lovesickness.

"Next."

At this time, another person walked up. Bai Yu didn't have much feelings about the love and longing for the first two songs. After all, he didn't have such feelings.

I have something to think of, and I am separated from a distant village.

Something I felt deeply in my heart.

The countryside is far away and we can't look at it all day long.

The intestine cannot be solved deeply, and I will think about it at night.

Besides, this lantern is slept alone in the empty hall at night.

Autumn is not yet dawn, and the wind and rain are in the morning.

If you don’t learn the Taotuo method, you can forget your previous thoughts.

The audience was greeted with applause and praise. Compared with the previous two poems, this poem is straightforward and meaningful, and the meaning of lovesickness is like a picture. Everyone can see the scene as soon as they read it.

This deeply touched Bai Yu's heart. I miss my family in a foreign land. At the beginning, I miss you like him, but he is far away from the countryside and can't go back.

Even the city lord nodded and praised it, which was unanimously praised. The man smiled and said with a smile: "This poem is named "Night Rain""

Everyone nodded. This article is much better than the previous two.

At this time, the man named Pan Qing walked onto the stage. Bai Yu still remembered his comparison with Wen Sheng. Not to mention that both of them could stay on the stage, it means that the poems and essays he did were good, and his literary talent must be very outstanding.

Suddenly, an old friend's heart has gone wrong.

Looking back at the mountains and rivers, it is already autumn.

Two places of lovesickness and snow,

This life is considered to be a common white hair.

The applause from the stage was like thunder. He was worthy of being a famous talent in Shengming Academy. This poem is really an excellent work, and it is no different from the previous one.

The two lovesickness and snowfalls together, and this life is considered to be a common old age. This is the regret in the hearts of many people who have missed regrets and touched the hearts of countless people present.

Pan Qing looked at Wensheng. His own style had won applause from the audience, which was enough to show his talent.

Wensheng immediately walked up and spread the paper in his hand:

It is difficult to stay in spring and it is difficult to stay in autumn.

When winter comes, the frost is everywhere and the bright moon shines on the empty building.

There is no reason for love and no reason for hatred.

I miss you last year and am sad today, and I forget to look back when I part.

The same separation means lovesickness, but the more you read this song, the stronger the charm, it is, and it is not worse than the previous song regretful separation, because I forgot to look back at the last glance of the person during separation.

On and off the stage, the applause was thunderous, and the three consecutive prime ministers gave people extremely high praise.

Pan Qing also applauded Wen Sheng at this time, which was considered a masterpiece with his poem.

Someone went upstairs immediately afterwards. The first three songs were very popular, so the people behind naturally would not admit defeat.

There is nothing else to do with white tea and Qinghua, I am waiting for you even if I am waiting for the wind.

Three miles of breeze and three miles of road, you are no longer in the breeze.

I am drunk alone in bitter wine. I am now separated from each other, without wind or moon, and without you.

I mistakenly mix ink and vinegar, which is bitter and sour.

May time be able to look back and share the same old age with deep affection.

I heard from the stage that this song is somewhat different from the previous songs, but it is definitely a masterpiece. I know it is a bit worse from the audience's response.

At this time, Li Ruoxue walked up. Bai Yu really couldn't imagine that she would participate. Moreover, the literary lottery was really not weak. He thought that those who could stay were amazing, and she only saw her writing.

I live on the head of the Yangtze River, and you live on the tail of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day but don’t see you, so I drink the water of the Yangtze River together.

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred be gone? I just hope that your heart is like my heart and will never let down my lovesickness.

There was also a lot of praise from the audience. It was unusual to use a woman as the main character in the article, and the meaning of lovesickness was written as a period of meeting, which made everyone admire him.

"Hey~ Isn't that your apprentice?"

Ding Kai pushed Bai Yu and pointed at the stage and said. Bai Yu had already discovered it. He didn't pay attention to when this kid participated. He didn't notice it until he finished reading the article.

"He can write any good poems and essays. He hasn't read many books from poor backgrounds, but this kid is quite successful, he can actually pass the level of reading officials."

"Why didn't he go up? He can really calm down." Ding Kai was anxious when he looked up. He went up to read his poems one by one, but he was still waiting quietly.

"I think there is no hope! The previous few poems are very powerful, and the feeling of going up from behind is a little worse."

When I heard the poems and essays that followed one after another, there was a difference compared to the previous ones.

Until now, people think that the poems that won the championship should be one of the previous poems. At this time, Canglong picked up his poems and walked up. He was the last one to go up.

Canglong, who walked onto the stage, faced everyone, looked up at his master, and a trace of tears appeared in his eyes. Naturally, these white feathers could see them, but he didn't know why Canglong was like this.

Canglong spread his hands and said:

The rust lock on the broken door will not be opened for a long time, and the gray brick path will be covered with dry moss;

The nameless dead grass invaded the yard, and a stream of soreness came into the throat;

Suddenly I remember that the high hall was there and the stove was burning the pot on the stove;

I feel that I am now in my own eyes, and no one expresses my feelings in my hometown;

I left the disciples behind me with no advice to add clothes.

The sound of coaxing spread throughout the literary station. Those who were originally listening to poetry quietly felt sad. Now the Gaotang had long passed away. The door lock in the former residence was rusty, and the nameless weeds had grown all over the courtyard. When they returned to the former residence, they no longer saw their old friends. No one could tell them about their feelings, and no one would tell them to wear more clothes.

"What is your poem called?"

At this time, the city lord He Shuguang asked, the lovesickness in this poem is not the lovesickness of separation, but the endless thoughts for the relatives in the hometown.

"Name "Looking at Home"" Canglong said with tears in his hands.

Bai Yu smiled and didn't expect his apprentice to have such literary talent, and it also pointed his deep meaning. How could he not look at his apprentice with admiration?

As soon as "Looking at Hometown" was released, everyone fell into deep thought. Who still remembers the old house of their homes? No one remembers the life of leaving a foreign land. Even those who have gone from mortals to practitioners are silent. Is their old mother still in the world?

After about half a stick of incense, the judge on the stage and the city lord He Shuguang finally made a decision after a long exchange.
To be continued...