"Looking at the Lushan Waterfall

The sun shines on the incense burner and purple smoke grows, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river from afar.

The flying flow down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way fell to the sky."

While replying, Su Tong also forwarded it to his microwave.

There is Li Bai in this world, but Li Bai is just a very ordinary poet. Few poems are passed down to the world. If he hadn't had a famous poem "Quiet Night Thoughts", people would not have known who he was.

"Puff~"

Someone saw Su Tong's microwave and immediately peeded and couldn't help but beat the wall and the table.

I have seen people who write poems and scold people, but I have never seen people who write poems and scold people so high-end.

"Puff~ The incense burner should be the Virgin. One day, when the sun was shining, she became pregnant and gave birth to her daughter Ziyan."

"Haha, I've been taken every day."

"You're mistaken. Incense burner is a pseudonym. Her original name is Zhao. Ahhaha, I'm going to die."

"Emma, ​​I'm so funny. Princess, you're too hurt."

"No, I'm so laughing to death. Nian Nu is so swearing. Worship, and I will convert from now on, and passers-by will become fans."

"Haha, before, one person was arbitrary and no one dared to write poems about the Three Kingdoms again. Now he is here again, no one dared to write about Lushan again in the future."

"Super talented, haha, what about people in the traditional literature? What kind of poets? Please come out and use Lushan as the topic. You can write one too."

"Gaga, it's too long. Brother, I support you. I used to be a neutral book friend, and from now on I will be a member of League of Legends."

"I am really ashamed of being a writer. Princess, you have already jumped out of the three realms and are not in the five elements."

“…”

Su Tong's current microwave fans almost exceeded one million, but it was real and there was no operation. Thanks to today's trouble, Nian Nujiao's fans' attention has increased from more than 100,000.

When it comes to the popular microwave headlines, it is still about the vast war between the two worlds. It is abnormal not to increase by hundreds of thousands.

At this time, the incense burner was traveling, picking green in the wild, looking for materials, and a friend suddenly called her.

"Incense burner, where are you now?"

"Whiking outside, looking for inspiration and writing materials, is on the way back to the hotel, what's wrong?"

"Are there any friends or relatives around you?"

"have."

"That's good, you have time to log in to the microwave and take a look."

After receiving a reminder from a friend, Xianglu took out his cell phone and logged into the microwave in confusion.

"Dong~"

"Ah~ No, someone came, someone fainted."

...

After replying to the incense burner, Su Tong turned his target to a writers who were very happy to call him.

This man is a man, a provincial writers' association, and a provincial writers' association, which is affiliated with the National Writers' association.

After searching the information of this writer, Su Tong discovered something very interesting. The writer was discovered by cheating on a car a few years ago and was exposed to the public. He was disgraced, but now he has already gotten up.

Men are visual animals and are born to think with their lower body. Such animal behavior is more likely to be forgiven by the public.

Oh, there is also a good poem that suits this person.

Then give it to me.

After Su Tong took a sip of water, he replied to the other party and continued to forward it to his microwave.

“Mountain journey”

The stone path in Hanshan is slanted, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds.

I parked in the maple forest at night, and the frost leaves were redder than the flowers in February.”

This is a seven-character quatrain by Du Mu that describes and praises the scenery of the mountains and forests in late autumn.

The poem describes the colors of autumn, showing a moving picture of the autumn colors of mountains and forests, mountain roads, houses, white clouds, and red leaves, forming a harmonious and unified picture.

However, at this moment, the poem that the writer said was completely different.

It’s like no matter how beautiful a woman’s face is, once she appears naked, people will definitely not look at her face at first glance, but somewhere else.

Of course, the poems that Su Tong used to fight back were not available in this world. He would slap in the face. He would be harsh. Whoever I would provoke, and he would be hungry, like a hungry tiger, he was just young, and he just wrote online novels. Isn’t it that I can’t write poetry and even doubt me?

Reply and send it out.

"Puff~"

"Oh, is the princess still here?"

"Grandpa, Emma, ​​I'm almost laughing and dying. Can I not be so arrogant? The car earthquake can make it so elegant and noble."

"Haha, my belly is about to burst into laughter. I dug out everything that happened a few years ago. This is a bare whip corpse."

"Haha, that old guy, even if you are angry, you will be proud of yourself."

"You can die under the princess' poems, and you can be a ghost, hahaha~"

"Stop and sit in love, hahaha, I'm almost laughing to death, who will save me..."

“…”

There are nearly one million fans who follow Nian Nujiao. At this time, there are hundreds of thousands of online, but there are definitely thousands of them. When I saw two classic poems in succession of Princess, I was scolded and didn’t lose my mood, and I was all crazy.

"Brothers, go online quickly. Princess will decide the enemy tonight."

"Sisters, hurry up and go to the microwave. My brother is gone wild, my wife is handsome, I am going to be fascinated by my brother."

"Famous from League of Legends, watch it, my brother is showing off his power, it is rare for a thousand years, no, no, no, no ancient people in front of him or her, no coming from behind."

"Haha, it's so funny, friends, the microwave battle, a talented rookie fighting against the scholars in poetry, it's so wonderful."

“…”

Many fans were so excited when they saw Su Tong going out to fight, calling their friends, and the excitement was to make it more exciting.

"Puff~"

When the writer Che Zhen saw Su Tong's reply, he was furious and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Lao Wang, Lao Wang, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

...

Principal Song’s home.

“Ah~”

Shi Jiaqin's room again screamed at her high decibels, and then she rushed out of the room as if she was extremely anxious, holding a cell phone in her hand.

"This kid..." Principal Song covered his forehead.

Shi Jiaqin's face was flushed and she was so excited that she was incoherent: "Brother, mom, my brother... has a new work. On the microwave, it's so... so handsome..."

Principal Song smiled slightly, was this Su Tong excited?

She waved to her daughter: "Sit over and let's take a look together."

"Each of the two poems is enough to be remembered for generations and used to curse people?" Principal Song was a little moved. It was simply a waste of resources.

However, when the two of them think back afterwards, they will feel very honored.

Principal Song's mouth bent.

Su Tong fought back in this form, and it is estimated that many respected seniors would be happy to see it, so Principal Song did not intend to call to stop Su Tong, and would make him turn the world upside down.

...

After replying to the writer Che Zhen, Su Tong ignored everything else and continued to look for his target.

Soon, he discovered that a writers from the Writers Association called "Dun" spoke to him very unpleasantly: "It is undeniable that the two poems "Nian Nujiao. Nostalgia for the Red Cliff" and "Jiangjie" are very classic and can be included in textbooks, but everyone should know that this person is only eighteen years old. Do you believe that he can be a grandfather at the age of eighteen?"

Su Tong snorted coldly, who said he couldn't, I could create a race with a woman.
Chapter completed!