Vol 6 Chapter 192: Push hand

"What is this poem \\\\1"
"Is not regular...","
"The reason is simple, what about Buddha?",
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Expectation is too big, and often there will be too much difference. After Ning Yi wrote the eight poems on paper, the screaming voice slammed from the rear uncontrollably, and there was no such thing as seeing it outside. In fact, the sentences and the truths are simple. In this era, there is no deep use of the code, no extra tricks, no one can understand, tragedy is that it does not even rhyme, everyone sees a change of face, I don't know how to define these eight sentences for a while.
For a time, no one has raised any doubts. After all, this is what Ning Yi wrote. It is not like watching a funny poem. It is indeed a Buddha, and it seems to be a very good one. But of course it is not a Buddhist monk. After a while, Liu Qingdi looked at Ning Yi. "Frowning eyebrows asked: "This is... what Ning Xiong wrote... things? ",
Ning Yi looked down at the eight poems and nodded himself from the location. Then he looked at Liu Qingdi and smiled. "Why, Liu Xiong seems to think... This is not a poem?"
"Looks like it is easy to understand, but Ning brother wrote these few sentences, even the rhyme is not pressed, naturally can not be regarded as poetry. Today's literary meeting, is..." Qing Di said not finished, Ning Yi shrugged , laugh, "I don't think it's not counted."
"That... what?"
"Poetry is also a good word. In short, it is the forty words written on paper. Now, in the sī塾, I teach, no matter how the students write, "I don’t want to rhyme, I finally wrote something, Liu Xiong Ben Dang. This is a bad poem that doesn't rhyme very much, haha...", Ning Yi's words are a bit of a slap in the face. But for a while, the people really can't find a good reason to criticize him. At the moment, it is not a civil service. It is not a test. It can't be high or low. If he can write something that has been handed down, most of them will be amazed, but he wrote this sentence here, and he said it was free. He couldn’t say it for a while. He is humiliating.
After all, even if it is a great writer, it will not be accompanied by a good sentence. "Between a group of friends, you make a joke, writing two oil poems is actually not an excessive thing.
The previous atmosphere was relaxed, and Liu Qingdi did not really do a good job. At this time, she frowned and didn't know how to say it." Cao Guan and others were slightly sloppy in their hearts, and then thought of one thing: "Ning brother this Poetry, I don't know how to solve it? Ning Yi smiled: "I am free to write, everyone is free." ",
Master Li stood by and looked at the verse, and frowned at the incident. His face was occasionally red and red. Then he showed no shyness. She looked at Ning Yi with a slight skeptical look and then bowed her head. Some people can't see what she is thinking. Beside Zhou Bangyan's side, Fang Wenyang and Tang Weiyan are stealing sī language, their faces are weird, sometimes frowning. Sometimes they sing irony emotions.
Master Li, who came from the capital, was not very familiar with Ning Yi. At this time, he only knew this person for the first time. After all, he could not see people writing the works of the world at any time. The emotions were still calm. Cao Guan, Liu Qingdi and others know a little more than them, but they have lost their hearts and minds. For Ning Yi’s work, he only made a joke. It is the Woodland mixed in the crowd. She likes Ning Yi's poetry. For Ning Yi's situation, she also inquired a lot of times. At this time, she was slightly disappointed. Yan Yangyi also came to the vicinity. He looked at the poem, slightly After thinking about it, he laughed, and Lan Lan looked back at him.
"What does the son laugh at?" "What do you think of the poem?",
"Hey... I’ve come to know it, it’s easy to understand, it’s not a poem, but it’s a poem, but it’s not rhyming, but after reading it, it makes people feel very reasonable... Ning Gongzi’s informality is probably a fun heart. Perhaps only this kind of unrelenting xìng child can write the brilliant words of the sapphire case.",
Yan Yangyi looked at her, and when she finished talking, she laughed again and whispered: "Ten steps and counts, the name is not vain, he does not have smoke and fire, if he is my opponent, I really have a set to fear him.

"Well? How do the sons think about doing business?" "There are thousands of people in the world, and the clouds are going to seek. If the people are rainbows, they will know what happened above... I asked him to write words for you a few days ago, but he and the teacher Li. Some sources, this is not easy to ask for help, but I have to forget. Of course, he is not good at helping Li Shishi at this time, but everyone said something, and rejecting too much is not good. He wrote this poem, it is two If you don’t help, and the sentence that comes from your hand, the influence is not great in his name. The most important thing is, how do you explain this poem in the end?",
"How to solve, oh..." 绮兰 thought for a while, "I just let everyone write poems for Li girl, this poem...",
"Can't solve it, but how can it be solved." Yan Yangyi whispered. "These people, surrounded by Li girl, if it is in the Li girl, it is very simple, the sentence is "S If a rainbow is like a rainbow, you can see it above. "You can say that this means that until you meet a teacher, you know that there are people like rainbows in thousands of people. But if you fall in the hearts of others, you see Zhou Bangyan. They, a few people around the teacher and the girl, all the way to chase after the capital, but the world is so tens of thousands of species, the clouds are not going to ask for it... Someone said that he has a good relationship with Li, how many of these close people do not like it. The poems are open-minded and persuasive. They are bitter and heart-warming. The two sentences are written in their hearts and will not have no thoughts.",
"So, Ning Gongzi, he...",
"According to the situation, the situation, who saw the idea, not famous, but it is just right, even the Yuan girl who is next to him, will not be jealous because of this. Only in a short moment, he can come up with this In response to this kind of response, I have to write this kind of poetry that is not salty or faint. It is worthy of admiration."
Lan Lan thought for a while: "You have been in the mall for a long time, and you have to think about what happened to you. You still feel that Ning Gongzi is just a gentleman, but a scribe with no restrictions.",
"Yuyang Yi haha ​​smiles" does not mind.
This poem, like the exquisite Taijiquan, seems to be a bit messy. For a time, it makes people unable to make a mouthful. At this time, it’s not long after the start of the journey. Everyone is warming up and laughing, it’s hard to have anyone jump out immediately. The sword is arrogant. When everyone said a few words about this poem, they began to pay attention to the works of other people. What are the thoughts, and they are still in the heart for the time being.
After that, everyone talked and laughed. When someone proposed to write poetry about Jinling, Chen Luoyuan took out a picture of Tang Dao Wu Daozi’s scroll as a coloring head. The atmosphere between the people rose and there were several performances. . When Yu Lan and others thought of it, when they paid attention to Ning Yi, Ning Yi and Nie and Yuan were already gone...
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"Wow, really abandon the hot springs."
The sound of a pleasant surprise picked up in the woods, followed by the sound of the water huā, a stream extending up the gap between the trees, and a place between the open spaces. It was a seemingly small hot spring. From the top, the temperature here is not so hot, and then down, because the water is not in a hurry, and crosses another stream, there is not much temperature. If it is not Kangxian reminder, I am afraid I still don't know. There is such a place on it.
Ning Yi, Yun Zhu and Jin Er washed their hands in the spring water. The mountain wind blew from the top of the tree, and the sun rose to the top of the head, warm and warm.
"If the people are rainbow, they will know the above." Jin Er read this sentence. "Two hands raised the spring water and the boat poured over to the cloud bamboo, separated by some distance." Yunzhu smiled and avoided: "Don't make trouble, What about the wet clothes now?" Jiner spit out his tongue.
"This place is really very sacred." Ning Yi stood there and sighed, then said: "I went around to see." Jiner has already sat down at the spring: "I am not going, I I want to take a break." Her intention was to think that Yunzhujie also accompanied her to rest here, but among the three, Yunzhu did not express her attitude, but she smiled and walked along with Ning Yi, and Jiner reached out in the water. Playing with it, watching the two people disappear, they just whispered: "dog men and women! ān husband yínfù!",
Then I looked around in a sneaky look, no one left, she carefully took off her shoes, áo from kùtuǐ, under the sun, the barefoot and small tuǐ white and delicate, then put into the hot springs. For a moment, she narrowed her eyes and pulled out the expression of enjoyment, the dog is generally.

Liheng always likes it here?
On the other hand, Ning Yi and Yun Zhu walked through the forest for a while, the sunlight was mottled between the trees, the forest was quiet, and the words were light.
"I feel that tǐng is good, there are hot springs, there are woods, what do you think?",
"I...I feel too high, the winter is very strong.",
"And the river is right?"
"Well, don't talk about winter, I don't dare to go outside to write anything in the fall. The papers are all blown away. The last time I was on the stage, I was so confused.",
She said that last autumn, Ning Yi was also there that day, the river was windy, she put some paper outside, and it was blown up, it was quite embarrassing. At this time, the two people could not stand it. Lived and laughed. So I walked around a little around, and on the way back to the impression, Yunzhu looked at Ning Yi’s clothes and said,
Lie Heng, you still sit in front for a while.

"Well~EbookFREE.me~ The clothes are off the line."
It was the place that was hooked up when I was sliding the grass. It was a small hole at the time, and I became unconsciously bigger. Ning Yi laughed and sat down on the stone in front of a tree. The light was fine, and the sun shone a warm yellow space. Yunzhu also sat down on the grass next to him, taking out a small bag from his arms, and the bag was needlework. Ning Yi looked at a few eyes: "When a woman plays a man's outfit, she still has a needle thread on her body. It is not professional at all."
"No." Yunzhudao, "I didn't bring it. I saw that your clothes were broken before, and I asked the Chen family's family." She said, licking the thin line on the tip of her tongue, then Pinholes are put in the line, only the two of them in the woods, quiet and quiet, in the warm yellow sun, dissolve into a beautiful picture.
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A person washing the hot spring is a bit boring, not to mention the fact that he can’t really take off his clothes and wash it. Yuan Saner looked back and saw the fiber foot shrinking back from the water. He had a little loneliness to be abandoned. Far away, It seems that the song of Master Li passed down the mountain wind and turned beautiful.
She put on her shoes and socks and walked towards the forest...@.