Chapter 2065 Oak Tree

Xu Yi said, "If you want to play, I will play with you. However, if you lose, don't stalk me."

He could tell that Xuan Lengyan had affection for Tao Jingsheng. If Tao Jingsheng was really a gentle man, he would not bother to get involved.

However, he could clearly hear the voice transmission between Tao Jingsheng and Su Xingchun, and he was clearly a hypocrite who was betting on both ends.

He knew that Xuan Lengyan could not be moved by his words.

All he could do was help Xuan Lengyan break Tao Jingsheng's aura of being a good young man.

"Master Yiling, why do you have to be so harsh in your words earlier? Tao can't afford to lose. We don't need to bother. We also ask Master Yiling to choose one of the hundred pictures he made earlier. Let's use this There is no limit to the subject matter, and everyone can show off their skills.”

Tao Jingsheng always looked as gentle as jade, as if he had really cultivated and lost all the smoke and smoke.

Xu Yi activated his spiritual energy, and a painting was revealed. It was a giant tree among thorns.

Because it is an image painting, a few strokes outline the image of a giant tree, and the thorns near the giant tree are also just a few imaginary strokes.

Tao Jingsheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky. After taking three steps, he picked up his ink pen and started writing.

"Farewell to summer, your heart gradually softens

Branches decorated with fallen leaves in the autumn wind

Your fiery red beauty is like a dripping lantern

Reflected in the dusk dyed by countless layers of forest

The one who really understands you will always be

The person who falls in love with you at first sight

…………

At the age of slowly getting older

You will also think of a naughty child when you were young

Trampled on his fragile shoulder, and

That young and innocent childhood

I once fell in love with an ordinary flower

no fragrance

yellow flower

"

After taking a quick glance, Xu Yi raised his head in surprise, stared at Tao Jingsheng, and could hardly help but exclaimed, "Brother, he is also from the earth. In what year did he come here?"

Soon, everyone's reaction dispelled Xu Yi's suspicion.

Every time Tao Jingsheng wrote a sentence, someone would chant along with him. Later, the chanting became louder and louder. They were all female voices, with trembling and madness in their voices.

As Tao Jingsheng started writing, loud shouts broke out, and the scene became extremely heated.

"This is the legendary Tao family's new body. When I see it today, it is worthy of its reputation."

"The words are simple and straightforward, but every sentence touches people's heart, and it is the first of its kind."

"It seems to have no rhyme, but in fact it has a hidden rhyme. This new style of poetry will definitely be carried forward."

"…………"

In the midst of the praise, Xuan Lengyan sent a message to Xu Yidao, "Tao Jingsheng's literary talent and cultivation are all chosen at the moment. Especially this new poem, which is an extremely popular new poetry genre in the Immortal Palace recently, was almost carried forward in the hands of Tao Jingsheng, so, I advise you to cope with an ancient style poem. Anyway, there are always disputes about which is better, ancient style or new style."

Xu Yi sent a message and said, "Are the poems that Tao wrote to you back then also the same thing?"

With a swipe, Xuan Lengyan's face fell, "It's something that happened here. If I don't discipline you as a teacher, I'm afraid you won't go to heaven!"

"Mr. Yiling, it's your turn. By the way, don't you have magic and prodigies? Why don't you also compose a poem in a new style so that everyone can see what you can do."

Su Xingchun walked quickly to Xu Yi's side, smiling like a flower, "Yes, yes, how could you be so stupid? Of course you can't do it. However, Brother Tao didn't limit it beforehand. You can fool an ancient poem. It's different in the past and the present." , you won’t lose face.”

Tao Jingsheng clasped his fists and said, "You're showing off your ugliness. Brother Yiling can choose whatever genre he likes. We make friends through literature and we don't compete for victory or defeat."

The words were spoken calmly, but with the tone of a winner.

Xu Yi said, "Isn't it just poetry? To be honest, in my hometown, even a young child can open his mouth and recite twenty or thirty poems. What's the difficulty?"

As he spoke, he picked up the pen, filled it with thick ink, and wrote on the paper.

But I saw him write:

If I love you,

It’s definitely not like a climbing flower in the sky,

Use your high branches to show off yourself;

If I love you,

Never imitate the infatuated bird,

Repeating monotonous songs for green shade;

Not just like a fountain,

Bringing cool comfort all year round;

Not just like dangerous peaks,

increase your height,

Set off your majesty.

Even daylight,

Even spring rain.

No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok tree near you,

Standing with you as an image of a tree.

roots, clenched in the ground;

Leaves touch each other in the clouds.

Every time the wind passes, we greet each other,

But no one understands our words.

You have your brass branches and iron trunks,

Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd;

I have my red flowers,

Like a heavy sigh,

And like a heroic torch.

We share the cold wave, the wind and thunder, the thunderbolt;

We share mist, liulan, and hauni.

As if separated forever,

But they are dependent on each other for life.

This is great love,

Here lies the constancy:

Love - not only love your majestic body,

I also love the position you insist on,

The ground beneath your feet.

Xu Yi put down his pen, and the whole place was completely silent.

Xu Yi turned his eyes and saw that Tao Jingsheng was stunned. Su Xingchun's pretty face was livid. Everyone in the audience looked thoughtful. Some of the female nuns who had applauded Tao Jingsheng earlier were actually holding their chests and shedding tears.

Xu Yi's eyes fell on Xuan Lengyan, and Xuan Lengyan's eyes also looked at him. The emotions revealed in those beautiful eyes were extremely complex, including shock, touch, and even more incredible.

"Brother Tao, how does this piece of mine compare with yours?"

Xu Yi asked with a smile.

To be honest, although Xu Yi was half a literary young man in his previous life, he really didn't like modern poetry, but this poem "To the Oak Tree" is an exception.

Using trees as metaphors for people, embodying feelings in things, blending scenes, and sincere feelings are the pinnacle of modern poetry in Xu Yi's mind.

Tao Jingsheng's works, in this world where new-style poetry has just begun, can barely be considered masterpieces, but they can be compared with the pinnacle of Xu Yi's new-style poetry.

It is undoubtedly the difference between cloud and mud.

For the first time, Tao Jingsheng's face lost all indifference, his eyelids twitched slightly, and his mouth went dry, "Brother Yiling is a great talent! It was Tao who lost."

The education he had always received prevented him from speaking forcefully in front of so many people.

After all, as long as one is not blind and can read words, anyone can taste two works and decide which one is better.

Just one thing, Tao Jingsheng couldn't figure out how this Yiling master could be proficient in new-style poetry. After all, even in the Immortal Palace, those who studied new-style poetry were only in that small circle.

Moreover, this piece is clearly written in a female voice, which is very wrong.

However, he didn't plan to talk too much at this stall. If he said more, people would think that Tao Jingsheng, the majestic Tao Jingsheng, was really stalking him.

"Miss Xuan, don't you think it's boring here? Why don't we change places for a while?"

Xu Yi, under Xuan Lengyan's instruction, extended an invitation to Xuan Lengyan.