Vol 2 Chapter 325: Final topic

Tian Zhenbo is right in color, said: "First of all! I want to congratulate Zhang Yu and Ding Lingling. Congratulations on passing these many rounds of fierce competition, and finally came to the last moment. This national competition, because of yours Appeared, pushed it to a very high level, and there have been many excellent works. In my opinion, regardless of the final grade, I believe that you have already demonstrated your best side to the audience and the national TV. The audience. This year is the 70th anniversary of the victory of the world's anti-fascist war. As a new generation of the Chinese nation, you should not forget our present happy life at any time. It is made up of countless revolutionary martyrs, using their blood and Life is exchanged. So I hope that in the last work, you can remember, remember, reverence, the revolutionary predecessors who dedicated their lives for the rise of our Chinese nation. No time, no genre, no format. , play free. Let's get started..."
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The audience heard the question Tian Zhenbo said, basically not very strange... This year is the "70th anniversary of the victory of the anti-fascist war", and almost no one in the field did not know. It is said that in the second half of the year, the state has also prepared a large military parade. At this time, the organizing committee took this theme as a requirement, and it is very suitable at the moment. I just don't know what the two people on the field will look like when they face this big theme.
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The scene was very quiet, and both of them were still squinting in their brows... After all, it was the last question, and they were not allowed to think about it.
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Wu Jie, who is feeling bored, turned his eyes and said: "In fact, I have a poem! It is quite appropriate. You listen... Hey! The devils are daring to commit Chinese, and the children are not afraid. The comrades are on the battlefield, playing He yelled and shouted at Mom. How?"
Hehehehe! The twelve classes of people were smiling and shaking their heads.
Zhao Zhijun said with disdain: "You are still very embarrassed to ask how! You wrote this too badly. As for your writing, you have caught up with the anti-Japanese drama. You listen to me...吭!倭奴贼寇九Eighteen, cracking my territory to win my home, the Chinese children want to be handsome, kick him back to his hometown."
Hahahahahaha! The people around me laughed awkwardly. At the same time, it also attracted people around me to look at it strangely... I don’t know what is so funny, just listen to your joy.
Su Qianqian saw it and frowned. "Enough! Don't make trouble! Everyone is us."
Wu Jie and Zhao Zhijun’s sly, sly scorpion, no longer speak.
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Zhang Yu and Ding Lingling on the stage are also brewing at this time, and they have started typing...
Although Ding Lingling did not have Zhang Yu typing fast, but fortunately, the content was small, but instead of Zhang Yu first to get the work. After the text appeared on the big screen... Ding Lingling said: "My first is "Yuanyuanchun. Weiheheshan" Weiheheshan, bathing blood red, smelting into steel. I want Chinese children, swaying; stormy, white horse red gun. Swords crossed the eyebrows, the knife is cold, the violent British style is upright! Especially unforgettable, the red flag will sing, the life Huazhang! The difficult mother loves the kindness, how to bear to see, the line is broken. Fortunately, the country has been restored, the home is prosperous, White mountains and black water, birds sing a scent of flowers. Everywhere, monuments, heroes look back, no regrets, short and long life. In the spring breeze, look at the children from generation to generation, is the sun."
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The audience saw that this one was nodding... Ding Lingling was a girl, but she did not let her eyebrows, and her style was so proud that she was really impressed by everyone on the scene. Her work, a little commentary, is a rare work.
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Wu Changhao said: "Ding Lingling's work has always been adhering to a high standard!"
Yu Rong nodded: "This is the first place in the spring and the title buckle is very strict! The style is also heroic. Really good!"
Several members of the judging panel can be said to be very satisfied with Ding Lingling's work...
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Lan Kehan ​​admire the way: "Ling Ling wrote is good! It is really the first talented woman in our school."
Tan Xiaonan said: "Ding Lingling's level is very high, even if it is put in the country, it is one of the best."
A few girls around have nodded. For Ding Lingling, a girl who combines beauty and wisdom, it is really not very common.
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Ding Lingling's work was released, and everyone in the field turned to look at Zhang Yu... Zhang Yu finished this time. Although he typed faster than Ding Lingling, it was slower than Ding Lingling. After all, the content is better than Ding Lingling's more.
When the text appeared on the big screen, the audience turned to look at it... Zhang Yudao: "My work name is "I use the broken palm". I use the damaged palm to explore this vast land: this corner has become Ash, the corner is just blood and mud; this lake is my hometown, spring, the flowers on the embankment are like brocades, the tender willow branches are broken and there are strange fragrances, I touch the coolness of algae and water; this Changbai Mountain The snow peaks are cold to the bones, and the water clips of the Yellow River slip out between the fingers; the paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River, the grasses of your new year are so fine, so soft... now only basil; Lingnan’s lychee flowers are lonely~www .EbookFREE.me~ I am there, I am carrying the bitter water of the fishing boat in the South China Sea... The invisible palms pass over the infinite mountains, the fingers are stained with blood and ash, the palms are sticky, only the far corner (the liberated area) is still intact. Warm, bright, strong and vigorous spring. On that, I caressed with the palm of my hand, like the soft hair of a lover, the breast of a baby. I put all the power on the palm of my hand, sending it with love and all hope. Because only There is the sun, in spring, the expulsion of the dark, bring Su life, and thus not only where we live, like animals, ants, like dead ...... there, eternal China! "
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"Hey!"
The audience saw the unspeakable emotions in their hearts, and they all gave Zhang Yu a slap in the face... Compared with the heroic atmosphere of Ding Lingling's works, Zhang Yu's works brought more delicate and moving. This kind of emotion comes from the real expression. Although the words are intertwined with delicate emotions, the unyielding will can be highlighted and the works are extraordinary.
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Yu Rong praised: "This work by Zhang Yu! Freehand than written. Regardless of the expressive power of the work, or the tension, it is a good work in patriotic works."
Luo Jinsheng said: "Zhang Yu's works have always been characterized by strong imagination. In fact, this kind of patriotic works is not too good to write, and those who are temporarily there are mostly in the form of words and gorgeous. It is more magnificent and delicate. Insufficient. There have been few people who have written this purely freehand work to express the patriotic complex. I believe this poem is definitely qualified to be an excellent work sought after by the times." (To be continued.)