After listening to Wei Ya's words, Feng Jinyu didn't say anything. If he was being humble, he was looking down on Wei Ya.
Han Ming's personality has always been one, and two is two. He and Wei Ya were good friends when they were in official school.
When Han Ming saw Wei Ya freely admitting that he was not as good as Feng Jinyu, he let go of the worries he had been harboring in his heart.
How can one be bright when one is born with excellence... Han Ming was really afraid that Wei Ya, who had always been full of confidence in his poetry, would become depressed because he was not as good as Feng Jinyu.
Fortunately, worries are unnecessary.
Feng Jinyu and Wei Ya both wrote poems, and Han Ming also stood up and wrote a poem about the spring water at the foot of Green Peak Mountain.
Feng Jinyu nodded, "Brother Han compared the spring water stretching for thousands of miles at the foot of Green Peak Mountain to a giant dragon... the atmosphere is wonderful! Wonderful!"
Wei Ya also patted his hands and praised him.
Han Ming, who has always composed poems, said rather embarrassedly: "This time it was a coincidence. In the past, my poems were just neat..."
Wei Ya suddenly turned to the silent Ye Xue and said, "Brother Feng, have you made up your mind? It's your turn..."
Ye Xue was stunned for a moment. Why didn't she know when they issued the order...
Wei Ya didn't know what Ye Xue was thinking, so he just hit Ye Xue with his elbow, and said with a playful smile: "Brother Feng, stop hiding it, brother knows that you are more talented than brother, brother is not angry... you
If you have any masterpiece in mind, come up with it as soon as possible..."
Ye Xue didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing Wei Ya's words. Whatever masterpiece she had, she just borrowed the light of celebrities in China's 5,000-year history...
Feng Jinyu, Han Ming, and Wei Ya were all waiting for Ye Xue to compose a poem. Ye Xue, who wrote "A Dream of Red Mansions", could not say that she could not do it.
Ye Xue's heart was racing, but she couldn't find a poem that fit the scenery in front of her. A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and Ye Xue's words were Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake":
"To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.
The random flowers are gradually enchanting the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, the white sand embankment in the shade of green trees."
After finishing the poem, Ye Xue said again: "The spring breeze, the river water, and the cold plum blossoms were all used by Brother Feng, Brother Han, and Brother Wei. Feng Ye couldn't write a good poem for a while, so he thought of what he saw when he went from the northwest to Fengcheng and passed by the Qiantang River.
What I feel...the northwest is desolate and the Qiantang River is so beautiful that it makes people forget to leave..."
Ye Xue said this, but Feng Jinyu, Han Ming, and Wei Ya were already fascinated by her (actually Bai Juyi) poems.
Next to her, Yixiang and Yiqin, who knew poetry and lyrics, were making tea and playing the piano, were also attracted by Ye Xue's poems.
Yixiang stopped making tea, and the sound of Yiqin also stopped suddenly.
Suddenly, an unbelievable surprise came out of Yiqin's mouth, "Feng Ye... Could it be that the young master is Mr. Feng Ye, the author of "A Dream of Red Mansions"..."
As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Yiqin even laughed. How could it be possible...
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