"Jin Xiandi is indeed pedantic! The purpose of reciting poems is to spread the reputation of the other party. Because the other party has good poems, we have to publicize them widely and let everyone know if we like them! This is a good thing! How can we say it is?
Is reading a poem plagiarism? Brother Xian is really a bit pedantic!"
Yao Jinse squinted at it and murmured: "Okay. Bring me a pen and let me write you a poem! Let you all see my cursive handwriting!"
"good!"
Several teenagers began to make a fuss, and asked Qin Zheng to get paper and pen.
When Qin Zheng heard that the talented black-faced child wanted to write, he immediately found it interesting, so he asked everyone to prepare the paper and pen and send them over as soon as possible.[
Yao Jinse took the pen and dipped it in ink. Although she felt dizzy, the strength between her wrists made her feel that she could write wonderful handwriting at this time! She looked at the lake outside,
I couldn't help but smile, and then wrote: "Beyond the mountains, there are towers outside the mountains, and when are the singing and dancing in the West Lake closed? The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou!"
After Yao Jinse wrote this poem, he threw away the pen, lay down on the chair and fell asleep.
Cao Xu was also a little dizzy, but when he cheered up and came to the table to read the poems written by Jin Xiandi, he seemed to have sobered up after just one glance. He himself is also a very good drinker.
, naturally they will not be affected by such a little bit of drunkenness.
Now that he saw the poem in front of him, his drunkenness evaporated instantly.
"Outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain, when does the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou!" After reading it once, Cao Xu suddenly felt unsatisfied, so he read it again.
After reading it again and again, a trace of wonder flashed in his eyes!
Then he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Jin Xian, who had fallen asleep beside him!
This Jin Xian not only has peerless chess skills, he is also able to write such good poems! When did the world have such a talented man again? Where did he appear? Why is he so powerful?
?His ability to write such good poems is as good as that of Yao Jinse, the fifth young lady of the Yao family in the capital!
Although it cannot compare with the artistic conception and aesthetic feeling in the poems of the fifth lady of the Yao family, this indescribable taste matches the real scene of the Jiangnan region, and it has a realistic flavor, which makes people admire it!
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Zheng walked in at this time and saw a bunch of people lying on the ground. Only Cao Xu was still standing in front of the table, staring at the things on the table in a daze, so she couldn't help but walk over.
"Qin Zheng, have you ever heard of such a good poem? I have always wanted to find a truly talented person as my friend, and today I finally found it! Come and have a look! This golden string is not only good at chess but also good at chess.
He beat me and wrote poems that I thought I couldn't achieve. It's really admirable. I must treat him as a distinguished guest and let him become my good friend and confidant!"
Qin Zheng was startled when she saw her young master saying such words. Then she smiled again.