Why did Fang Taiping, who was not far away, laughed at him with a thunderous sound? This dead man was easy to do something bad. He didn't even read the letter clearly, so he went to deal with the question. Isn't this embarrassing? "As he said, a hint of shyness appeared on his face, a smile spread from the corners of his mouth, and slowly surged between his eyebrows.

Xiao Yun immediately let out a sigh and murmured: "Fortunately, fortunately I have a trick, otherwise I would be dead!"

Then Xiao Cui was beside him. He listened to these words without saying a word, laughed and said, "It turns out that this young master was for the lady to see. This person is bad enough, but it is quite interesting! Since that's the case, why don't I help him and let him do his tricks?"

Xiao Cui looked at Xiao Yun and smiled faintly, saying, "Since that's the case, let this young master watch!" After Xiao Cui finished speaking, the letter lit up again.

"Oh, I saw it clearly, I saw it clearly!" Xiao Yun only glanced at it and saw it clearly. Xiao Cui looked at him, pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Young Master saw it clearly, but I have the answer?"

"Hehe-?" Xiao Yun smiled twice, his eyes turned around and coughed twice, and said, "Actually, this lady's letter should be read like this."

Xiao Yun put his hands behind his back, coughed twice, and said, "

"I can't send you lovesickness to you, so I'll draw a circle to replace you."

"The words are outside the circle, and the heart is inside the circle."

"It's me in one lap, and it's you in two lap."

"You have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart."

"If the moon is waned, it will be full, and if the moon is full, it will be full."

"I'm adding circles in a tight way, and you know your intentions in a tight way."

"And that endless lovesickness, all the way to the end."

I want to send lovesickness but no way to send it.

Draw a circle;

Words are outside the circle, and hearts are inside the circle.

I'll add a circle in a tight way, you must know your intentions closely:

I am the single circle, and you are the double circle;

The whole circle is reunion, and the breaking circle is separation.

And that endless lovesickness,

Round the way to the end...

"Good lyrics, good lyrics, that's what it should be said..." I don't know who shouted out first on the Broken Bridge. The sound started, and then there were crowds of people, and there were praises. The poems in the circle were very consistent with the letters written by a woman to her husband. It was even more rare that this poem was a figurative expression of the poem chanting the moon, and another form of abstract painting. The wife's humor, implicit and witty interpretation in the poem was vividly interpreted, which was really a rare masterpiece, and it met the question of writing circles. Everyone obviously did not expect that this young man dressed as a farmer and had such extraordinary talent, which was really amazing. If the first question said that he was too smart, then this question was real skill. The circle of words had never been heard by everyone. After amazement, he felt that this farmer was not simple.

He read this circle of words in a magazine in the 21st century countless times. When he saw Su Erxiao taking out a circle, he remembered this circle of words. At this time, he could be considered a casual lyrics, and he was very unsatisfied.

Just as I was about to ask the third test question, I suddenly screamed out "Ouch" and I screamed out. At this moment, I felt that this poem was not good. The Circle Words are also called "Loves and Lovesickness" and it was written by a woman's husband. I read it casually, wouldn't it become a woman's husband? This is not good, it's okay for others to misunderstand. If the jealous jar in my house misunderstood, it would be miserable. I looked up and saw Fang Taiping's face as dark as the bottom of the pot, which was so scary.

Fang Taiping was indeed angry. This poem was clearly a love word between her husband and wife. She was afraid that he would not meet her before, but she responded to it at this time, but it was equivalent to admitting that the ambiguous relationship between the two was so angry that she was not angry. Seeing his eyes turn red, her eyes turned red, and she turned her head and didn't even look at him directly.

Xiao Yun cursed secretly: "Damn, what's this called?" He flashed, jumped to Fang Taiping, and said with a smile: "Ping'er--?"

"Miss——?"

"Miss——?"

"Shang Girl--?"

"snort--?"

No matter what Xiao Yun called, Fang Taiping completely ignored him. Xiao Yun was sweating. This woman was jealous, but it was unreasonable. She looked around and suddenly posted it forward.

Fang Taiping smelled his manly breath and two red clouds rose on his face, like two blooming peach blossoms. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Who are you me? Why are you so close to me? Let's start and start to bloom!"

Xiao Yun seemed to have not heard it and continued to post it until the two of them almost hugged each other, and then lowered their voices and said, "Miss, in fact, I have also written a poem for you!"

"Write a song for me?" Fang Taiping's heart moved. Just as he was about to ask, Xiao Yun suddenly said with a stern face: "Oh, it turns out that the young lady doesn't want to listen, then forget it!"

As he said that, he moved his body a few times and made a move to leave. He even though he used this trick in Twenty-One in 21, he had never failed. It was the most suitable to use it against Fang Taiping at this time.

Sure enough, Fang Taiping became interested as soon as he dictated the words to himself. Seeing that he was about to leave, his pretty face turned red. Suddenly, he stretched out his jade bi, pulled his arm, and said softly: "You bad guy, you bad guy, you know how to bully others, and they want to listen to you-?" His voice was extremely gentle.

Xiao Yun felt dizzy, as if he was drunk, and he didn't know where he was.

"Damn it, if this girl is so gentle on the bed, would she be so happy?"

Fang Taiping was gentle for a long time, but Xiao Yun didn't respond. He was just feeling strange. He turned his head and saw him staring at his chest in a daze, and his eyes were filled with a bad smile. He immediately knew what he was thinking. His face turned red, and his chest suddenly undulated for a while, and he shouted coldly: "My surname is Xiao, are you talking about it?"

This sound suddenly came out, carrying the unique majesty of the eldest lady of the Fang family, which immediately scared Xiao Yun and almost lost his soul. He said in horror: "Stop the anger, stop the anger, I will say to you, and I will say to you!"

"You may not say it quickly!" Fang Taiping held back the laughter in his heart and shouted with a cold face.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Xiao Yun nodded and cursed in his heart: "This man is just a slut!"

After thinking about it, he said loudly: "You and I are so affectionate; there are so many feelings, as hot as fire; turn a piece of mud, twist one you, shape one me, break the two of us together, mix them with water; twist one you, and shape another me. I have you in my mud, and I have me in your mud; I have the same quilt as you, and the same coffin as you die."

"You bad guy... who is with you?" I have you in the mud, you have me in the mud; I have the same quilt as you, and the same coffin as you die. "Don't be so pretty?" Fang Taiping blushed and said shyly. The majesty of the young lady just now was still there, like a newly married young wife, hiding shyly in Xiao Yun's arms.

Fang Taiping didn't read much, and naturally he couldn't understand the meaning of his profound poems, but this poem "Myong Ci" was clearly heard. You have me in your heart, I have you in my heart, so passionate, deep in love, as passionate as flames, take a piece of mud, pinch one you, pinch one me, break us together, mix with water, pinch one you, and pinch one me, my mud man has you, and you have me in your mud man, as long as you are alive, I will sleep with you in the same coffin, and even die, I will go into the same coffin. Doesn't this mean that he has me in his heart, this bad man, but his stinky mouth is like touching honey, always makes people feel happy in his heart and can't help crying.

Seeing Fang Taiping’s eyes red, Xiao Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief. This girl was gentle when she was gentle. When she was hot, she was like a tigress going down the mountain. It really made people love her so much that they couldn’t help but let go!”

Xiao Yun's voice just now was a little louder. While immersing in the strong friendship in the circle of lyrics, he heard this stronger poem and suddenly praised him. In just a moment, he could write two poems, which is not something that ordinary people can do. When everyone looked at this farmer again, they had a little curiosity in their eyes, and no one dared to underestimate him anymore.

Even Ouyang Ling and Li Moqing secretly sighed that this person's talent is unfathomable and cannot be underestimated.

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Annotation: "Circle Ci" was written by Zhu Shuzhen.

Zhu Shuzhen, a female poet of the Song Dynasty, was Shuzhen, and was named Youqi Jushi. Zhu Shuzhen's hometown and origins were different. In the "Siku Quanshu", he was named "Haining from Zhejiang" and "Qiantang, Zhejiang (now Hangzhou, Zhejiang)". His ancestral home was Shezhou, Anhui (now She County, Anhui) and was born in the early Southern Song Dynasty. It is said to be Zhu Xi's niece. Zhu Shuzhen was born in an official family. His father worked as an official in western Zhejiang and had a wealthy family. He was young and wise, well-versed in classics and history, good at writing and painting, good at music and lyrics, and was particularly good at poetry and lyrics. He is known as a talented woman. It is said that because his parents were the leader, he married a minor official in Wenfa. Because of his disagreement, his life after marriage was very unsatisfactory, and he died of depression. His tomb was in Qingzhiwu, Hangzhou.
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