Chapter 2326 Encouragement (Second Update)
Mu Zichuan suddenly calmed down, and after giving Yang Ruoqing a trusting look, he sat back down again.
As for Yang Ruoqing, she smiled and said to Mrs. Lin and the others over there: "Well, I came from the countryside, and this is the person who led Muzichuan's clothes to come here. Let’s join in the fun.”
“Since Miss Han is so kind and I’ve eaten so many pastries from Mrs. Lin, it’s really unreasonable not to hum a few words!” she said.
Mrs. Lin smiled a little awkwardly.
Han Ruyi's eyes lit up and she urged Yang Ruoqing impatiently: "Miss Yang, please stop being modest and hurry up and let us listen to your masterpiece!"
Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "There is no such thing as a masterpiece. Don't be afraid, I'm just a rough guy, and I also write limericks. "
"No matter what the poem is, just read it out, the important thing is to participate," Mrs. Lin said again, looking at Yang Ruoqing with a look in her eyes. A hint of encouragement.
Yang Ruoqing nodded and said: "Ode to spring, I don't know how to chant it, but I grew up in the countryside."
"Every year in spring, our village In front of and behind the village, on the field ridge and by the pond, the willow trees are growing happily. I will use the willow trees to make a poem!”
"Okay!" Mrs. Lin nodded, then raised her hand to signal everyone to quiet down and listen to Yang Ruoqing's poem.
Han Ruyi also sat down, her eyes following Yang Ruoqing, and the corners of her lips curled up in a sarcastic arc.
Just waiting for Yang Ruoqing to make a fool of herself, hahaha...
Here, Yang Ruoqing cleared her throat, and then, with her very distinctive voice, she read out a sentence with emotion. Poem:
“The jasper is as high as a tree, and thousands of green silk ribbons hang down.
I wonder who cuts out the thin leaves? The spring breeze in February is like scissors! ”
After finishing the song, no one in the elegant room spoke.
In the air, something was changing subtly.
Yang Ruoqing blinked. His eyes scanned the different expressions of the people, and he was confused.
What's going on?
Don't they understand He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willows"?
If you don’t understand, why don’t you plagiarize another poem by Meng Haoran?
The sound of stroking hands suddenly sounded from over there.
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and saw that it was Mrs. Lin.
Mrs. Lin's eyes brightened, but her face looked as if she was drunk, showing an expression of intoxication and aftertaste.
"The first three lines of this poem seem to praise the willow tree." Mrs. Lin couldn't help but comment.
“The third sentence is a question, and the fourth sentence is an answer. This seems to be a question and an answer, but it cleverly transforms the willow tree into the spring breeze.”
“This poem is clear. When we admire the willow tree, we actually admire the spring breeze, especially the word "scissors", which makes us feel the creativity of spring and the growth of all things! ”
< br>Besides, Mrs. Li also looked intoxicated, echoing Mrs. Lin's words: "What Mrs. Lin said is absolutely true. In this poem, I also feel the creativity and vitality of spring."
< br>Mrs. Lin continued: "Poetry is not the most beautiful only when it is piled up with gorgeous words."
"Return to nature and write vivid and energetic things, then this poem will no longer be dead, but alive."
"This limerick written by Miss Yang is really like her person, full of vitality It is infinite and makes people never tire of reading it. Every time I read it, I have a different feeling."
"Thank you, Miss Yang, for bringing such good poems!" Mrs. Lin said again, the more she talked, the better. Excited, his face turned red.
At this moment, many people in the elegant room also tasted a different artistic conception and nodded in approval.
The eyes that fell on Yang Ruoqing were filled with surprise, and many people began to look at her again.
This made her face a little red.
It’s not that I’m afraid of being looked at, I’m not afraid even if ten thousand people look at me. Red because I feel sorry for He Zhizhang.
Such creative and energetic poems were written by Lao He. She is purely a 'porter'.
Sweat!
Beside her, Mu Zichuan, like Mrs. Lin and others, was immersed in the artistic conception of this poem.
At this moment, he couldn't help but said to Yang Ruoqing a little excitedly: "Qing'er, I didn't expect you to observe the willow trees in our village so carefully and to use them to write such exquisite poems. I’m really ashamed of myself!”
What he said was true.
Just now, even if he composed a poem for her, he probably wouldn't be able to escape the template of praising spring.
This girl still has a flexible mind, boundless energy, and boundless imagination.
She was his pride, and his waist suddenly straightened up a bit.
One person was unhappy, and he was extremely unhappy.
Yes, that person is Han Ruyi.
After the moment of shock, seeing the reactions of everyone around him, and hearing Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Li's high praise for Yang Ruoqing, Han Ruyi felt like it was a slap in the face.
Ignoring her own demeanor, she took the initiative to speak again.
"Miss Yang's limerick does have some flavor. It's made of willow trees and scissors, and there are quite a few props!" Han Ruyi said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "In our countryside, there are willow trees everywhere. As for scissors, there are even more. Scissors are needed to make needlework from shoes, shear sheep and so on."
Han Ruyi frowned slightly, a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes.
"Miss Yang's poems have opened her ears to Ruyi. Ruyi wants to ask Miss Yang for advice. I wonder if Miss Yang would be willing to give me some advice?" she asked.
Is this... a duel?
Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide, and Mu Zichuan frowned beside her.
Qing'er can get lucky once, but good luck will not favor her again and again.
This Han Ruyi did it on purpose!
What to do? Do you want to stop it?
Muzichuan hesitated for a moment.
Others, including Mrs. Lin, did not stop him.
Everyone has their own thoughts, headed by Mrs. Lin, who wants to see if Yang Ruoqing has any other masterpieces?
And those represented by Han Ruyi wanted to wait for Yang Ruoqing to make a fool of herself.
Here, Yang Ruoqing showed a bit of embarrassment on her face, and she said to Han Ruyi: "How about a competition? My ink is only a little bit, I think I'd better forget it, I'll just admit defeat..."
Han Ruyi said: "We haven't competed yet, so we're going to admit defeat? Then I won't be able to win!"
"Huh? Hahaha..." Yang Ruoqing laughed again.
"Miss Yang, please stop being modest. It's rare that the atmosphere is just right today. Let's discuss it again. Friendship comes first, competition comes second. Mrs. Lin just said it, the most important thing is participation!" Han Ruyi Said again.
Yang Ruoqing looked around, and then said: "Okay, okay, since Miss Han insists on asking me to compete, then I will play with you."
Han Ruyi sneered, "Okay!"
Then, she turned to look at Mrs. Lin, "Please ask Mrs. Lin to give the question."
Mrs. Lin thought about it for a while and said: "Since it is a poetry meeting, you two should write poems this round!"
"Previously it was praising spring, spring, the plan for the year lies in spring , all things grow and are full of vitality.”
(End of this chapter)