Chapter 2463: 2463
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After walking down the broken bridge from the other end, you arrived at the famous Baidi.
Standing on the white **** and looking south, Leifeng Pagoda is faintly visible.
Leifeng Pagoda is also completely famous for "Legend of the White Lady".
For Qin Yulin, Leifeng Pagoda makes her feel special.
"Are you going to see Leifeng Pagoda?" Li Fan asked.
Qin Yulin said: "Yes! Leifeng Pagoda is now one of the most famous scenic spots in West Lake."
Li Fan said: "Okay, let's walk from Baiti to Sudi, and then walk all the way to Leifeng Pagoda to see."
Qin Yulin nodded.
The two of them were not in a hurry. They walked slowly along the Bai Causeway. There were many tourists along the way, which was quite lively.
On both sides of Baidi, there are many people who like poetry chanting and composing poetry, which attracted many people to watch.
As I walked by, passing by a crowd, I suddenly heard cheers and applause from the crowd.
Then there are people who praise "good poems, good poems" and the like.
Someone seems to have made a good poem.
Li Fan and Qin Yulin glanced at each other, and they were both very interested.
Then, two people walked towards the crowd. They are going to see what kind of good poem it is? Can attract such praise from the onlookers.
After approaching the crowd, I happened to see that someone was showing the poem to everyone. While showing it, they also commented briefly.
After reading it, Li Fan nodded, and it was indeed a good poem. With a certain level, it should have been written by a professional poet.
This situation is very common in West Lake. Professional poets often come to West Lake to find inspiration to write poetry.
Or alone, or a few people, of course, there may be more people.
As for the situation on the scene now, Li Fan observed that there should be several poets here to discuss each other.
The poem just now was written by a tall and thin man in his 30s.
At this time, the thin and tall man was quite excited, and he was not doing well in his humble poems, which made everyone laugh.
After listening, everyone naturally said that the thin and tall man was humble.
After a lot of praise and humility, another fat man said: "Okay, now we move on to the next poem title. The next poem title is'Snow'. Make a poem with'Snow' as the title. This time I will see who will reveal it. First hand? Of course, if anyone at the scene has a poem, we also welcome you to share your poem with us to enjoy it together."
The last sentence was addressed to the audience. There is nothing wrong with this.
Those who can watch here are at least somewhat interested in poetry and are considered poetry lovers.
Poet lovers also have the ability to make poetry, but generally speaking, the level of poetry is not as high as that of professional poets.
Therefore, the onlookers are also thinking, and they are indeed interested in writing poetry.
If you can make a good poem and write it out for everyone to appreciate and comment, the feeling will obviously be quite good.
Qin Yulin reached Li Fan's ear and whispered, "Do you want to write a song?"
Li Fan shook his head and said, "I won't write. Let's see what they write."
Qin Yulin nodded and said, "Also."
The title of the poem "Snow" is indeed very common, but it is precisely because it is common that there are so many poems with the title of "Snow".
There are too many poems, it feels not easy to write a new poem with the title "Snow"!
Several professional poets on the scene all frowned, thinking positively, and there was no good verse for a while.
After a while, no one spoke or wrote.
A very ordinary poem title, but everyone is embarrassed.
At this time, a voice in the crowd whispered: "It's very simple to write a poem with the title'Snow'."
Although the sound was small, everyone at the scene heard it all.
The fat man's eyes lit up and he quickly looked in the direction of the sound.
Of course, the others also looked in the direction where the sound came from.
I saw that the person speaking was a rather young man.
The young man is not Li Fan, but someone else.
Seeing that everyone at the scene was looking at him, the young man couldn't help but froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand what was going on.
Then I realized that it was the muttering that I had just heard by other people?
Sorry! That's it!
The young man whispered "not good", he was afraid that he would be embarrassed.
Because he didn't actually think of any good verses. He just thought of a verse with a little spoof.
Then he saw that no one had written a poem for so long, and he thought of a poem.
So many people on the scene are not as good as him!
Therefore, I muttered to myself ridiculously, saying that it is not difficult to write a poem on the subject of "Snow".
Who knew that he whispered so quietly, but everyone heard it.
How can this be done?
What if everyone asks him to write the poem?
The poem he thought of was purely a spoof and could not be put on the table at all.
If this were written in public, it would be a shame!
What should I do?
The young man prayed in his heart, everyone looked at him quickly, but don't let him compose poems!
However, what you are afraid of often comes.
I saw the fat man laughed and said, "It seems that this little brother has a verse. He is so young and talented! If the little brother is willing, please also ask the little brother to say the verse, or write it out, let us work together Appreciate one or two."
"It's over!" The young man wanted to cry without tears.
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After walking down the broken bridge from the other end, you arrived at the famous Baidi.
Standing on the white **** and looking south, Leifeng Pagoda is faintly visible.
Leifeng Pagoda is also completely famous for "Legend of the White Lady".
For Qin Yulin, Leifeng Pagoda makes her feel special.
"Are you going to see Leifeng Pagoda?" Li Fan asked.
Qin Yulin said: "Yes! Leifeng Pagoda is now one of the most famous scenic spots in West Lake."
Li Fan said: "Okay, let's walk from Baiti to Sudi, and then walk all the way to Leifeng Pagoda to see."
Qin Yulin nodded.
The two of them were not in a hurry. They walked slowly along the Bai Causeway. There were many tourists along the way, which was quite lively.
On both sides of Baidi, there are many people who like poetry chanting and composing poetry, which attracted many people to watch.
As I walked by, passing by a crowd, I suddenly heard cheers and applause from the crowd.
Then there are people who praise "good poems, good poems" and the like.
Someone seems to have made a good poem.
Li Fan and Qin Yulin glanced at each other, and they were both very interested.
Then, two people walked towards the crowd. They are going to see what kind of good poem it is? Can attract such praise from the onlookers.
After approaching the crowd, I happened to see that someone was showing the poem to everyone. While showing it, they also commented briefly.
After reading it, Li Fan nodded, and it was indeed a good poem. With a certain level, it should have been written by a professional poet.
This situation is very common in West Lake. Professional poets often come to West Lake to find inspiration to write poetry.
Or alone, or a few people, of course, there may be more people.
As for the situation on the scene now, Li Fan observed that there should be several poets here to discuss each other.
The poem just now was written by a tall and thin man in his 30s.
At this time, the thin and tall man was quite excited, and he was not doing well in his humble poems, which made everyone laugh.
After listening, everyone naturally said that the thin and tall man was humble.
After a lot of praise and humility, another fat man said: "Okay, now we move on to the next poem title. The next poem title is'Snow'. Make a poem with'Snow' as the title. This time I will see who will reveal it. First hand? Of course, if anyone at the scene has a poem, we also welcome you to share your poem with us to enjoy it together."
The last sentence was addressed to the audience. There is nothing wrong with this.
Those who can watch here are at least somewhat interested in poetry and are considered poetry lovers.
Poet lovers also have the ability to make poetry, but generally speaking, the level of poetry is not as high as that of professional poets.
Therefore, the onlookers are also thinking, and they are indeed interested in writing poetry.
If you can make a good poem and write it out for everyone to appreciate and comment, the feeling will obviously be quite good.
Qin Yulin reached Li Fan's ear and whispered, "Do you want to write a song?"
Li Fan shook his head and said, "I won't write. Let's see what they write."
Qin Yulin nodded and said, "Also."
The title of the poem "Snow" is indeed very common, but it is precisely because it is common that there are so many poems with the title of "Snow".
There are too many poems, it feels not easy to write a new poem with the title "Snow"!
Several professional poets on the scene all frowned, thinking positively, and there was no good verse for a while.
After a while, no one spoke or wrote.
A very ordinary poem title, but everyone is embarrassed.
At this time, a voice in the crowd whispered: "It's very simple to write a poem with the title'Snow'."
Although the sound was small, everyone at the scene heard it all.
The fat man's eyes lit up and he quickly looked in the direction of the sound.
Of course, the others also looked in the direction where the sound came from.
I saw that the person speaking was a rather young man.
The young man is not Li Fan, but someone else.
Seeing that everyone at the scene was looking at him, the young man couldn't help but froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand what was going on.
Then I realized that it was the muttering that I had just heard by other people?
Sorry! That's it!
The young man whispered "not good", he was afraid that he would be embarrassed.
Because he didn't actually think of any good verses. He just thought of a verse with a little spoof.
Then he saw that no one had written a poem for so long, and he thought of a poem.
So many people on the scene are not as good as him!
Therefore, I muttered to myself ridiculously, saying that it is not difficult to write a poem on the subject of "Snow".
Who knew that he whispered so quietly, but everyone heard it.
How can this be done?
What if everyone asks him to write the poem?
The poem he thought of was purely a spoof and could not be put on the table at all.
If this were written in public, it would be a shame!
What should I do?
The young man prayed in his heart, everyone looked at him quickly, but don't let him compose poems!
However, what you are afraid of often comes.
I saw the fat man laughed and said, "It seems that this little brother has a verse. He is so young and talented! If the little brother is willing, please also ask the little brother to say the verse, or write it out, let us work together Appreciate one or two."
"It's over!" The young man wanted to cry without tears.
...
After walking down the broken bridge from the other end, you arrived at the famous Baidi.Standing on the white **** and looking south, Leifeng Pagoda is faintly visible.Leifeng Pagoda is also completely famous for "Legend of the White Lady".For Qin Yulin, Leifeng Pagoda makes her feel special."Are you going to see Leifeng Pagoda?" Li Fan asked.Qin Yulin said: "Yes! Leifeng Pagoda is now one of the most famous scenic spots in West Lake."Li Fan said: "Okay, let's walk from Baiti to Sudi, and then walk all the way to Leifeng Pagoda to see."Qin Yulin nodded.The two of them were not in a hurry. They walked slowly along the Bai Causeway. There were many tourists along the way, which was quite lively.On both sides of Baidi, there are many people who like poetry chanting and composing poetry, which attracted many people to watch.As I walked by, passing by a crowd, I suddenly heard cheers and applause from the crowd.Then there are people who praise "good poems, good poems" and the like.Someone seems to have made a good poem.Li Fan and Qin Yulin glanced at each other, and they were both very interested.Then, two people walked towards the crowd. They are going to see what kind of good poem it is? Can attract such praise from the onlookers.After approaching the crowd, I happened to see that someone was showing the poem to everyone. While showing it, they also commented briefly.After reading it, Li Fan nodded, and it was indeed a good poem. With a certain level, it should have been written by a professional poet.This situation is very common in West Lake. Professional poets often come to West Lake to find inspiration to write poetry.Or alone, or a few people, of course, there may be more people.As for the situation on the scene now, Li Fan observed that there should be several poets here to discuss each other.The poem just now was written by a tall and thin man in his 30s.At this time, the thin and tall man was quite excited, and he was not doing well in his humble poems, which made everyone laugh.After listening, everyone naturally said that the thin and tall man was humble.After a lot of praise and humility, another fat man said: "Okay, now we move on to the next poem title. The next poem title is'Snow'. Make a poem with'Snow' as the title. This time I will see who will reveal it. First hand? Of course, if anyone at the scene has a poem, we also welcome you to share your poem with us to enjoy it together."The last sentence was addressed to the audience. There is nothing wrong with this.Those who can watch here are at least somewhat interested in poetry and are considered poetry lovers.Poet lovers also have the ability to make poetry, but generally speaking, the level of poetry is not as high as that of professional poets.Therefore, the onlookers are also thinking, and they are indeed interested in writing poetry.If you can make a good poem and write it out for everyone to appreciate and comment, the feeling will obviously be quite good.Qin Yulin reached Li Fan's ear and whispered, "Do you want to write a song?"Li Fan shook his head and said, "I won't write. Let's see what they write."Qin Yulin nodded and said, "Also."The title of the poem "Snow" is indeed very common, but it is precisely because it is common that there are so many poems with the title of "Snow".There are too many poems, it feels not easy to write a new poem with the title "Snow"!Several professional poets on the scene all frowned, thinking positively, and there was no good verse for a while.After a while, no one spoke or wrote.A very ordinary poem title, but everyone is embarrassed.At this time, a voice in the crowd whispered: "It's very simple to write a poem with the title'Snow'."Although the sound was small, everyone at the scene heard it all.The fat man's eyes lit up and he quickly looked in the direction of the sound.Of course, the others also looked in the direction where the sound came from.I saw that the person speaking was a rather young man.The young man is not Li Fan, but someone else.Seeing that everyone at the scene was looking at him, the young man couldn't help but froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand what was going on.Then I realized that it was the muttering that I had just heard by other people?Sorry! That's it!The young man whispered "not good", he was afraid that he would be embarrassed.Because he didn't actually think of any good verses. He just thought of a verse with a little spoof.Then he saw that no one had written a poem for so long, and he thought of a poem.So many people on the scene are not as good as him!Therefore, I muttered to myself ridiculously, saying that it is not difficult to write a poem on the subject of "Snow".Who knew that he whispered so quietly, but everyone heard it.How can this be done?What if everyone asks him to write the poem?The poem he thought of was purely a spoof and could not be put on the table at all.If this were written in public, it would be a shame!What should I do?The young man prayed in his heart, everyone looked at him quickly, but don't let him compose poems!However, what you are afraid of often comes.I saw the fat man laughed and said, "It seems that this little brother has a verse. He is so young and talented! If the little brother is willing, please also ask the little brother to say the verse, or write it out, let us work together Appreciate one or two.""It's over!" The young man wanted to cry without tears....
