Little Farmer Big Star

"When is the bright moon? Ask the blue sky for wine." www.biquge.info

As soon as Han Zhong heard the first sentence, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Bai Yi in disbelief. This is a poem, a poem that makes people feel heroic and extraordinary just by the first sentence.

Thinking about the full moon night, the poet suddenly thought of a question, when did the bright moon start to exist? Afterwards, the poet raised his wine glass and asked the sky.

Such a heroic and uninhibited picture makes people feel passionate and yearning when they think about it.

Han Zhong finally understood why Bai Yi and Liu Yuan were so excited just now.

Because, at this time, he was so excited that he wanted to raise his wine glass and ask Qing Tian, ​​when did this bright moon first appear?

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"I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world. "

Like Bai Yi, Yi Tian is also chanting at this time. The voice is very soft, but cadenced.

I don't know what year and month is it in the palace in the sky? I want to take advantage of the cool breeze to return to the sky, but I am afraid that the building made of beautiful jade will not be able to withstand the nine-day cold. Together with my own clear shadow, dancing under the moon, how is this like the world?

Yi Tian never thought that he would read a poem that made him so excited today.

This is different from the excitement of "Thinking" and "Shangxie". After reading "Thinking" and "Shangxie", he was excited only to appreciate it from the perspective of pure art. After all, he is already an old man over seventy years old, and he has already passed the age of fantasy and longing for love.

But this verse is different, this verse completely makes him feel excited from the bottom of his heart. He stood by the window, looking at the gradually darkening sky and the moon looming. One word at a time, slowly reciting this poem, the whole person was completely intoxicated by it.

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"Turn to Zhuge, a lowly Qi household, illuminated without sleep.

There shouldn't be any hatred, what's the matter of long-term goodbye? "

The moonlight turned around the vermilion pavilion, lowly passed through the carved doors and windows, and shone on the people in the room who had not been able to fall asleep for a long time. Doesn't the bright moon have any resentment towards people? Or why does it only become full when people leave?

Zheng Jie recited these two lines in a low voice.

It's all about reciting, he was a little confused while excited. I am excited because it is not an exaggeration to say that this poem is the best song of all ages, but I am confused because the author of this poem is too young, why is he so sentimental?

For example, these two sentences should be expressed by a person who has been at least middle-aged and has been homeless for half his life.

Now it was made by this kid, which is very surprising.

Of course, it is not impossible for Li Fan to write such a poem. This may be because he remembered that inspiration came from a sleepless night when he was working in the provincial capital, and with a little artistic processing, it was accomplished overnight.

After a long time, Zheng Jie sighed, "To be able to produce such a masterpiece at such a young age, maybe this is a real genius."

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"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes, and this matter has never been complete in ancient times.

Nung, moon and new moon. "

People have the vicissitudes of joys and sorrows, and the moon has the changes of cloudy and sunny. This kind of thing has been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. I just hope that the relatives of all the people in this world can be safe and healthy, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can still share this beautiful moonlight.

Yu Qiu's eyes were burning, even though he was prepared, Li Fan's last poem would definitely not be bad. But he did not expect that this poem would be such a classic.

Yes, classic. Although it has just been born, Yu Qiu has already affirmed that it will become a classic. And it is not an ordinary classic, it will definitely become the swan song in Mid-Autumn Festival poetry.

"What kind of incense did that old boy Han Zhong burn? He actually allowed Li Fan to leave so many classic poems for this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair. From the first song "Transplanting Seedlings" to today's The last song "When will the moon be there" can be said to be a classic."

Yu Qiu didn't know what words to use to express the envy in her heart.

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Beijing, a residential area.

"When will the bright moon appear, when will it appear!"

Yan Mu sighed heavily, he finally lost. Even though he knew that his poem tonight would also become a classic. But no matter how classic it is, it is impossible to compare with this song "When will the moon shine".

For a while, he really wanted to wonder if the song "When Will the Moon Come" is really Li Fan's work? Did Li Fan ask the gunman to write it for him?

But he also knew it was impossible. For such a classic work, only this one is enough to be passed down to future generations, and its name will last forever. Who is willing to sell it or give it to others. In addition, it is impossible for Li Fan to take such a risk.

In the end, he could only sigh silently.

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Magic City, a residential area.

Mo Bai, Wang Ling, Du Feng, and Lu Ran completely didn't know what to say at this time. Thinking about the beginning of the competition, they had dismissed Li Fan and didn't take him seriously.

What now?

well! There was only one sigh.

They are now very glad that they didn't let go of any harsh words at the beginning, otherwise they don't know what their faces are now.

"Hey! The game is coming to an end. Let's go get drunk and relieve our worries later." This was the common voice of the four people at this time.

They can only use Du Kang to draw a successful conclusion to their gathering this time.

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The Internet at this time has already broken the short silence at the beginning of the game.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for the wine. This is too chic. When the moon comes out later, I will ask the wine glass."

"I advise you not to go upstairs. The poet is so chic. If you go, you will probably be regarded as a fool."

"Go away! I don't know art, so I don't bother to talk to you."

"Speaking of the third poem and the fourth poem, which one is Li Fan's?"

"Of course it's the fourth song, is there even a need to ask?"

"What if the fourth song is written by Yan Mu? Didn't you say that Yan Mu might come back to win the championship? Maybe they rely on this song."

"If the two poems are relatively close, it's really difficult to judge. Now, the fourth poem is definitely Li Fan's."

"Agreed, if Yan Mu wants to reverse, the two poems must be relatively close. Now that one is obviously higher than the other, Yan Mu has no chance."

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Although the netizens are very sure, everyone knows that it is not entirely impossible that the fourth poem is written by Yan Mu.

After all, Yan Mu is also very strong.

This also made the fans who supported Li Fan a little worried and nervous. Especially fans of Fanlou, if there is an accident in this last round, the previous efforts will be in vain.

As for Yan Mu's fans, there is still a glimmer of hope at this time, and of course they are even more nervous.

They all prayed silently in their hearts.

Fortunately, they don't need to be nervous for long, because the time has already reached 8 pm, and the answer to the mystery will be revealed soon.

But at this time, the sky was almost completely dark, and the round moon was quietly hanging in the sky, as if it also wanted to witness the mystery that was about to be revealed.

Just under the nervousness of fans on both sides and the curiosity of neutral netizens. The Huaguo Poetry Association officially closed the voting channel and announced the author's name below the four poems.

And the eyes of hundreds of millions of netizens are staring at the bottom of the fourth poem.

"Li Fan!"

The answer is revealed, and the overall champion of this Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival will be born!

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(To be continued.)