Xiao Yun said while glanced at the five people. It was true that these five people had some talent, but through the contact just now, he had already seen that these five people were just one who only knew about the romance, snow and moon, dancing and playing with the moon, bullying and bullying talented people, the little talent in their stomachs was enough, but the little talent and courage in their stomachs were not enough when dealing with a monster like Xiao Yun?

The five of you looked at me, and I looked at you, and didn’t know whether to agree or not. Especially after a conversation, the person in front of you was dressed ordinary, but his aura was extraordinary. I don’t know what the background was. If you lose face, you will never be able to raise your head for the rest of your life.

Seeing the five people hesitant, Xiao Yun couldn't help feeling a little funny and said to himself: "This is a talented man. He was so arrogant just now. Now he is like a frost-made eggplant. He is so weak that he really looks down on him?"

The five people were red and white when they were seen by Xiao Yun. Obviously, they didn't know whether they should agree.

Xiao Yun originally wanted to chant a few beautiful poems left by later generations to shock the five people in front of him. Then he said a few words, and he looked aggressive just now. After holding it in for a long time, no one dared to come to fight, which made him turn Nalan Rongruo's poems for a few times.

Seeing that no one responded, Xiao Yun was too lazy to spend time with them here. He knew that they would not dare to fight at this moment. After a while, Zhang Shicheng announced the date of the document. Even if he stood beside Fang Taiping, they would never dare to go forward to make trouble when they saw it. Since the purpose had been achieved, Xiao Yun did not want to show an aggressive aura. He just smiled faintly, clasped his fists at the five people, and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, Ye Fan said: "Brother, please stay?"

Xiao Yun turned around, glanced at the faces of the five people, and said, "I wonder if the five young men can give it a try?"

Ye Fan said: "I wonder how the young master will compete?"

Xiao Yun said: "This is simple. I just listened to it. The five young masters recited poems and wrote a couplet. They were all the wind, flowers, snow and moon, but there was no "snow". Today's competition will be based on the title of "snow". How about reciting a poem? If you look at whose poem has a higher artistic conception, who will win?"

Ye Fan was still a little worried. When he heard that he was writing a poem with the title of "Snow", he felt relieved and thought to himself: "Seeing this person's appearance is no doubt that he has not studied. He must have studied two poems from the old beggar. Where can the beggar's poems be so powerful? "I thought about it silently in my heart, and then laughed and said, "What's the difficulty? Ye will just say one to the young master and ask the young master to correct it?"

Xiao Yun was surprised that he had not expected him to be so soon, but he had already recited Zhu Yuanzhang's poem "The Poem of Snow Bamboo" and Nalan Rongruo's "Such a Summer" in his heart, and even the poem adapted from Aunt Qiong Yao's "Return of the Condor Heroes" several times, but he was not afraid. He clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Ye, please?"

Ye Fan was quite talented. After a moment of pondering, he muttered in a deep voice: "Six out of the sky floated down to the sky, and Qiong Yao was gone in front of the street and behind the street. One day it was clear, so I could use the broom to use the broom to use the shovel to use the shovel to use the shovel." How?"

This is a genuine limerick poem by Zhang Dayou, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Ye Fan was not willing to show off his ugly words, but Xiao Yun's aggressive aura, and he also believed that Xiao Yun was just a servant who had no school education, so he had a certain amount of fooling around when he was talking about this poem.

But his trick did work. Xiao Yun didn't know any oil poem. He heard that he read a poem about snow so quickly, and it was easy to understand and humorous, and it was also a poem. He nodded secretly and said to himself: "It's a bit ink!"

"What a good poem, what a good poem?" The other four people were shaking paper fans and kept shouting, shouting at Xiao Yun. The meaning was the most obvious, that's the one who has finished reading it, it's your turn?"

Xiao Yun was prepared and was not afraid. He walked two steps with his hands on his back and said, "The snow pressed against the bamboo branches, and although it was not low, it was not as mud as the sky. Once the red sun rose, it was still in harmony with the sky! How good?"

Once these four sentences were released, the five people on the field looked at each other. This poem describes the heavy snow on the branches in the cold winter, but it was not stained with a trace of soil. When the red sun rose (the snow melted), they would still stretch their bodies and proudly bet between the heaven and earth! A grand momentum was born in a long and distant state. What was even more amazing is the next two sentences, 'Once the red sun rose, it was still in line with the sky'. It means that although a person was frustrated and down, he was still clean and not drifted with the flow and was contaminated by the world. When his dead trees meet spring and the day when the east mountain rises back, he will be proudly in the world! The whole poem is appropriate and has a profound artistic conception. It is really a rare masterpiece. As soon as this poem was released, the five people couldn't help but look at Xiao Yun a few more times, and sighed in their hearts: "It's really a person who cannot be looked at, the sea water cannot be measured. This person is not good-looking but a master!"

Although the artistic conceptions of the two poems are different, they are both rare and good poems. Ye Fan admired Xiao Yun's talent in his heart, and secretly felt proud of his wit. Moreover, he carefully observed that Xiao Yun did not know the origin of the poem "Ode to Snow" he just said, which shows that this person did not read. In fact, he also knew that Zhang Dayou's other poem "Ode to Snow" was much deeper than the previous one. He knew that as long as this poem was one, the other party would be speechless, so he also said with a shameless face: "Good poem, good poem! What if this round is tied?"

Xiao Yun was very satisfied with Ye Fan's poem "Ode to Snow" just now, and it was not a loss to fight. He nodded and said, "Just follow Mr. Ye's words? This game is considered a peace game?"

Seeing that Xiao Yun was not suspicious, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief and was not brave enough. He turned his eyes and said, "I have another poem here. Let me read it to the young master?" After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Yun to agree, he said loudly: "The country is in a general way, with a black hole in the wellhead, a white body of a yellow dog, and a swollen white body of a white dog!"

"What a poem, what a poem."

The other four people shouted first without Ye Fan's speech. Wang Shidao shook the paper fan and said, "'The river is a generalized," describing the scene of snowflakes covering the river. This is an overview and a long-term view. Brother Ye's pen turned and wrote about the 'black hole at the wellhead' and it showed that the white snow was so strong, especially in the end, the yellow dog's body was white and the white dog's body was swollen.' It was a stroke of genius, describing the snow scene, from the whole picture to the close-up, from the color to the expression. The whole article was written without the word "snow", and the snow's form and spirit were vivid. The words were very appropriate, vivid and vivid. The words were vulgar, the original color was simple, and the style was unique. The style was humorous and humorous, and the style was relaxed and pleasant. It was really a rare masterpiece. Brother Ye was really a god, a god?"

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