Chapter 1004

Zhang Feng didn't speak, just hugged and made an invitation gesture. Although the people couldn't understand what Zhang Feng's gesture meant, the general meaning was already clear.

"Since the adult wants to make a poem with the scene at this time, can you give the boy a hint? Otherwise, the old man will say that the boy cheated."

"You...!"

"Presumptuous! How can you use the heart of a villain to comfort a gentleman? We also tell the truth and have no intention to target it. Is childe Zhang angry with shame?"

Zhang Feng looked at the two people with a smile. Instead of talking, he turned his head and looked at the and adults of the etiquette Department of the Ministry of work and Qian dahuman: "In that case, why don't you invite Lord Qian, Lord he and this adult to give the boy a hint based on the situation at this time? What if the boy can make poetry of the same quality as the poem just now? What if the boy can't do it?"

This is heaven's help to me. When they heard the speech, their eyes and bodies slightly taught everyone. They couldn't help flashing a happy look in their eyes. Since you want to die, the three of me will help you. They smiled with adults: "what do you think of Lord Li?"

The three were also smart. They knew that Zhang Feng was digging a hole for them, and simply threw the hole to Li Xiaogong. Li Xiaogong didn't know what the hell Zhang Feng was doing. He nodded lightly and said, "just do it."

Smelling the speech, Mr. He and Mr. Qian looked at each other and smiled. Then he looked around and said, "it's autumn, with maple leaves and running water. Why not recite a poem with the beautiful scenery at this time, childe Zhang?"

"If childe Zhang makes the same poem as that just now, we would like to call him Mr. Zhang. What do you think?"

"If childe Zhang can't do it, he just needs to drink a glass of wine immediately. What do you think?"

"But!"

Zhang Feng nodded faintly, his eyes swept one by one from several people's faces, and he couldn't help but have a sneer in his heart.

If he is an ordinary person, he really has stage fright at this time, but is Zhang Feng an ordinary person? As a good young man in the 21st century, he is also a top liberal arts student.

This poem, song and Fu can be easily picked up.

Zhang Feng thought about it and finally chose to use the poem "eight autumn songs, one of them" by poet Du Fu.

On the one hand, the name of Shaolin Yelao Du Fu is there, and this poem is more appropriate to the current situation.

Zhang Feng had a little brewing. Holding a wine pot in his hand, he swam on his back in the breeze, blowing his cheeks.

A moment later, Zhang Feng slowly sang:

"The jade dew withers and injures the maple trees, the clouds and clouds in the mountains are silenced, the waves between the rivers and the sky are surging, the clouds and clouds are blocked, the tears of the future are opened from the chrysanthemums, the lonely boat is the heart of the hometown, the cold clothes urge the knife ruler everywhere, and the anvil of Chang'an city is high and urgent at dusk."

Du Fu, the poet saint, is a poet whom Zhang Feng admires most. Who says that Li Bai seems to be more famous, but everyone has his own hobbies for the understanding of events. Zhang Feng is biased towards Du Fu, the poet saint, not for anything else, but for love.

At this time, it was just a poem by Zhang Feng, and the whole scene fell into a brief silence.

It's really quiet. Zhang Feng wants this effect. The previous poem was made up by himself. What about this one? If you dare to tell me that this poem is made up by yourself, I really want to fight with you with a knife!

No, fight with you with Mitsubishi army stab.

I can't. come on, you fucking find me the same poem as this one!

And this poem is just suitable for Zhang Feng at this time. Zhang Feng doesn't like this kind of intrigue.

Since he came to erpiling, although Zhang Feng took two women to visit mountains and rivers every day, Zhang Feng has his own difficulties.

As a stranger in a foreign land, it is most appropriate to use it on Zhang Feng at this time. Seeing that the annual Mid Autumn Festival is coming soon.

But this year, Zhang Feng is going to spend his time in Datang, a parallel world. Although he is busy at this time, after all, he is only a 20-year-old soul.

As the meaning of the last sentence in this poem, it's time to add winter clothes. In Chang'an City, the topic of making winter clothes can be seen everywhere, and the topic of making winter clothes is gradually on everyone's lips.

And Zhang Feng?

His favorite clothes, mobile phones, computers and so on all disappeared. Instead, he tossed and turned in the world. Even in gorgeous clothes, he still felt a little cold and could not make her feel a trace of warmth.

Even with two beautiful women around him, and Yu Yuer, who is comparable to the top beauty of future generations, he still can't give up on future generations. Yes, at the moment, Zhang Feng is homesick, very, very much.

At this time, the most shocking thing is the few people present. This poem is really wonderful. Everyone understands different things.

So at this time, everyone was silent, even Na Jingshu stopped playing the zither, her eyes drooped with tears, her head and shoulders trembled slightly.

Zhang Feng carried his hands.

With red cheeks, he stood in the water and stared at the Guozijian and Hongwen Museum.

He has no special feeling for them, but he doesn't like each other's actions and style. Even then, Lu Xun's expectation and optimism are still in Shandong aristocratic family. Zhang Feng is just competing with them for something. Zhang Feng wants to be very simple, that is, live the life he wants safely.