Nether King's Genius Wife
Chapter 240
"You don't have to force this song on Mu Yuxi's head?" What is it? Is the fourth song forgotten by Mu Yuxi??
Oh, see is a classic, put it on the head of muyuxi, where there is such a good thing!!
People think of muyuxi, she only has three songs left, so this fourth song, where did it come from?? For a moment, all the people were dumbfounded. Yes, then You can't really write by yourself Right???!!
Standing next to Mu Yuxi, the students of the Imperial College of the Imperial College did not give up reading the three poems in their hands. They were shocked to find that there was no poem written by Mu Yunji just now This How could it be!
Yes, how can it be!
This is not only his own voice, but also everyone present!
"Mu Yun, is this poem really written by you?" Although Zhang Chengxiang also praised this poem, no matter how you look at it, it can't be written by Mu Yunji.
Even he could not have written such a magnificent poem.
That kind of control has the ambition to have no place to play the emotion, is not he and Mu Yun this kind of environment, and mood person can write.
Mu Yun Shan just laughed, did not nod, did not shake his head, did not admit that the poem was written by her, but also did not deny, "let's listen to the rest of the two capitals and talk about it."
Also do not wait for people to listen or not to listen, directly called around the Guozijian students, the first system of humanity: "read."
The students of the Imperial College, who had not yet calmed down, could not think so much at the moment, holding a thick pile of white paper in their hands. If the two poems in the back are such wonderful poems, then The students of Guozijian didn't know how to express their feelings.
The hands who picked up the paper trembled with excitement and took a deep breath. Like the last poem, they recited aloud: "Jieshi in the East, to see the sea.
How Dan water, mountains and islands.
There are many trees and plenty of grass.
The autumn wind is bleak and the flood waves are rising.
If the sun and the moon go out of it,
the stars are brilliant, if they are out of it.
It's a good thing to sing. "
Compared with the previous one, this song can't be said to be worse. The two songs have different emotions. However, without waiting for people to realize the integrity, the student of the Imperial College read the last song "the golden thread clothes".
Three poems, three totally different emotions, no matter how they are written or otherwise, can't be one person! Even if it is, it should not be mu Yun!
Therefore, these three poems must be written by others!
"Mu Yun, who wrote your poems on earth!" Qin Taifu cherishes talent. It is a generation of great literary masters and great poets who can make such poems. However, they have not even heard of these three poems, and even do not know the names of the poets.
I don't know why the poet's poems have fallen into Mu Yun's hands. Where are these people now? Are they poor families? Or what? We must find them and worship them well. It's only when the ancestors offer them up!!
By Qin Taifu's face-to-face questioning, Mu Yundi's face is still clearly written, no matter what you say, this is the expression of my poem, very calm. But if you look carefully, you can find that your eyes flash through flustered quickly.
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Oh, see is a classic, put it on the head of muyuxi, where there is such a good thing!!
People think of muyuxi, she only has three songs left, so this fourth song, where did it come from?? For a moment, all the people were dumbfounded. Yes, then You can't really write by yourself Right???!!
Standing next to Mu Yuxi, the students of the Imperial College of the Imperial College did not give up reading the three poems in their hands. They were shocked to find that there was no poem written by Mu Yunji just now This How could it be!
Yes, how can it be!
This is not only his own voice, but also everyone present!
"Mu Yun, is this poem really written by you?" Although Zhang Chengxiang also praised this poem, no matter how you look at it, it can't be written by Mu Yunji.
Even he could not have written such a magnificent poem.
That kind of control has the ambition to have no place to play the emotion, is not he and Mu Yun this kind of environment, and mood person can write.
Mu Yun Shan just laughed, did not nod, did not shake his head, did not admit that the poem was written by her, but also did not deny, "let's listen to the rest of the two capitals and talk about it."
Also do not wait for people to listen or not to listen, directly called around the Guozijian students, the first system of humanity: "read."
The students of the Imperial College, who had not yet calmed down, could not think so much at the moment, holding a thick pile of white paper in their hands. If the two poems in the back are such wonderful poems, then The students of Guozijian didn't know how to express their feelings.
The hands who picked up the paper trembled with excitement and took a deep breath. Like the last poem, they recited aloud: "Jieshi in the East, to see the sea.
How Dan water, mountains and islands.
There are many trees and plenty of grass.
The autumn wind is bleak and the flood waves are rising.
If the sun and the moon go out of it,
the stars are brilliant, if they are out of it.
It's a good thing to sing. "
Compared with the previous one, this song can't be said to be worse. The two songs have different emotions. However, without waiting for people to realize the integrity, the student of the Imperial College read the last song "the golden thread clothes".
Three poems, three totally different emotions, no matter how they are written or otherwise, can't be one person! Even if it is, it should not be mu Yun!
Therefore, these three poems must be written by others!
"Mu Yun, who wrote your poems on earth!" Qin Taifu cherishes talent. It is a generation of great literary masters and great poets who can make such poems. However, they have not even heard of these three poems, and even do not know the names of the poets.
I don't know why the poet's poems have fallen into Mu Yun's hands. Where are these people now? Are they poor families? Or what? We must find them and worship them well. It's only when the ancestors offer them up!!
By Qin Taifu's face-to-face questioning, Mu Yundi's face is still clearly written, no matter what you say, this is the expression of my poem, very calm. But if you look carefully, you can find that your eyes flash through flustered quickly.
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