This Star is a bit Salty

When this sentence came out, everyone was shocked!

All of them stared at the poem that Li Han had just written, and the expressions on their faces were all surprises, surprises, surprises, and excitement.

They all thought that Li Han would continue to count, ten thousand pieces? billion pieces? Trillions?

But who knew that Li Han didn't count at all, but turned his pen sharply, and came the sentence "Flying into the reed flower, you will never see it."

Everyone present is a person who understands poetry, and they understand the wonderfulness of this sentence almost in an instant.

wonderful! Incredible!

It's simply turning rotten into magic!

In an instant, the whole poem was pushed from the trough to the peak!

Originally, the first three sentences counted from one to ten, and then to countless, very boring and cumbersome, originally a joke and a game.

However, the sentence "Flying into the reeds will never be seen", but the peaks suddenly turned, making the previous counts no longer boring and cumbersome, and reading it makes people feel like being in the vast sky and the snow flying, but seeing a piece of two pieces Countless pieces of snowflakes flew all over the sky, and finally all flew into the reed bushes and disappeared.

The reed flowers in winter have faded from the lushness of summer and autumn.

Is it a snowflake or a reed flower? It's not clear, it's interesting.

The crowd applauded and cheered loudly!

To say how wonderful this poem looks on the whole, it is not necessarily. But in the end, the sentence that turned the rotten into a magical one is absolutely stunning.

Especially in the situation on the spot, everyone thinks that to pick up the fourth sentence, they can only continue to count, but it is no longer possible to continue counting, and the next sentence cannot be continued unless the Change the third verse.

Li Han received such a miraculous sentence, which naturally attracted applause from the crowd.

Even Huang Jian couldn't help but cheer. Although he had expected that Li Han might bring him a surprise today, he didn't expect the surprise to come so early and so miraculous.

Everyone was applauding, but Li Han repeatedly expressed his humility, saying that it was just luck, and he thought about it occasionally.

Huang Jian laughed and said, "Li Han's little friend is modest. Perhaps it is true that we have some thoughts, but don't we all have thoughts when we write poems and lyrics?"

Li Han?

Only then did everyone know Li Han's name,

It was a little stunned at first, a little surprised, and then all of a sudden.

No wonder this young man was able to pick up such a sentence, it turned out to be Li Han, who wrote Yong Ge and Pity Nong.

After that, they were even more pleasantly surprised. They greeted and greeted Li Han, and said some words that really deserved their reputation.

Li Han returned the salute and said hello one by one, and was humble again.

After a while, Huang Jian said, "Everyone, I took this page of rice paper and handed it over to President Lu. Presumably President Lu will be very interested in this page. I don't know if it's feasible?"

The "President Lu" that Huang Jian said was Lu Changming, the president of Yinjiang Poetry Association.

Most of the people knew Huang Jian, and when they heard the words, they all said, "Everything is up to Huang Lao."

Huang Jian laughed and expressed his gratitude, then put the page away, and said, "What happened today, when it spreads in the future, is likely to become a good story. We are fortunate to witness today, and we are very lucky! "

After hearing it, everyone felt that it was indeed very possible, and all of them were very happy for a while.

Afterwards, the crowd continued to talk about poetry, and Li Han and Huang Jian said their goodbyes and left.

At noon, Huang Jian invited Li Han to dinner.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the poetry meeting officially began.

Lu Changming, president of Yinjiang Poetry Association, expressed his gratitude to all those who came to participate in the poetry conference, and then, together with Huang Jian and several other famous poets, formed a review group for today's poetry conference, and will give some comments on some of the poems that appeared today. Make a review.

There is no special process for the whole poetry meeting, the main thing is to discuss, communicate and learn from each other.

The theme of the poetry meeting is "Summer Scenery", that is, the scenery of summer.

Now is the summer season, which is also the occasion.

If you have a good sentence, you can write it down at any time. Among them, the excellent poems will be commented and appreciated by the comment group on the spot, so that everyone can learn and discuss together.

Everyone is eager to try, and this is a good opportunity to improve their reputation.

If his poems can stand out, they will be commented on by Lu Changming, Huang Jian and others at the scene.

Then, it will soon spread in the poetry world, so that his reputation will be improved.

If you are lucky enough, it may spread to the outside world, and the fame will increase even faster.

There is a lotus pond here, the area is not small, the lotus leaves are stacked, and the lotus is clean and beautiful.

The whole lotus pond looks beautiful.

Many people were staring in the direction of the lotus pond, as if looking for inspiration.

Li Han is also looking at the lotus pond.

It's just that he was just appreciating the beauty of the lotus pond. Then I thought, "Compared to those lotus ponds in the village, it's still a bit worse."

This is a fact, the lotus pond in the village is indeed more beautiful than the lotus pond in front of you.

Some people started writing poems one after another. After they were finished, they respectfully handed them over to Lu Changming, Huang Jian and others. Then they waited anxiously and eagerly for their poems to be reviewed on the spot.

Many people's poems are related to lotus ponds.

If anyone's poem is reviewed, everyone around them will congratulate him.

The person being commented on is naturally very happy and proud, but the words are very modest, even saying that it is just good luck.

With the progress of the poetry festival, several poems have stood out and were selected by the critics to comment in public.

Several poems that stand out are also related to the lotus pond.

Maybe the lotus pond in front of them is really beautiful, giving them inspiration.

The few people who stood out were very excited and proud.

The rest of the people who wrote poems but were not selected, as well as those who haven't written poems for the time being, can't help but admire a few people, and they are indeed much better than their own writing.

They are envious, but not jealous.

Moreover, it feels good to see the people around you and write excellent poems on the spot.

Everyone likes this feeling.

It just doesn't feel like enough.

Those poems are indeed excellent, and they make people's eyes shine, but they can only be said to be excellent, and there is no such thing as that which makes people feel particularly amazing and surprising when they look at them, or listen to them. I couldn't help but feel like I was about to cheer.

It's like this morning, the surprise, the surprise, the excitement, the feeling of involuntarily cheering loudly after seeing Li Han write the sentence "Flying into the reeds and never disappearing".

This feeling is very, very good, and everyone is hoping that there will be a poem that makes them feel this way.

However, such a poem is almost impossible to appear.

Because a poem that can make them feel this way is definitely a poem that can make people feel amazing in an instant.

Poems like this are not easy to create, even for those famous poets.

It is even more difficult for these people at the scene to create such a poem, and it is almost impossible to create it.

Unless it was Lu Changming, Huang Jian and the others who would take action in person, it would be possible, but they obviously won't take action today.

It's just a pity.

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