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Chapter 487 The Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Party
September 23th.

Lin Hao and Yu Lanxin went to participate in the so-called Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting under the leadership of Yu's father.

The venue is the Liusi Garden in Sioux City.

At the same time, it has ancient rhyme and fragrance.

And we managed to adapt to the situation.

Find it all the way along the ancient town in Datong.

The entrance of Liusi Garden is not very eye-catching.

Even after years of erosion.

The walls are showing signs of decay.

Dilapidated.

But after coming in.

But there is something different inside.

I don't know if the house has been artificially renovated later.

The whole thing is still as brilliant as ever.

Go through the vestibule.

Follow the gravel path.

The field of vision is getting wider and wider.

in front of you.

Centered on a small lotus pond.

Surrounded by rockery, buildings and flowers and trees.

The corridors are scattered.

A winding path.

Connect almost all the buildings in the park together.

On the window wall of the side corridor.

Embedded with the words "the breeze and the bright moon don't need to be bought with a penny, and the jade mountain falls by itself and cannot be pushed by people".

Right opposite the garden gate.

There is also half a water pavilion connected with the curved corridor.

It's called 'Water Champs'.

look straight ahead.

Quiet and elegant.

at this time.

The poetry meeting has not officially started yet.

But the crowds coming and going are logical.

Very lively.

Literati and scholars from all over the world are very particular about their clothes.

Most of them are dressed in retro blue shirts.

A collision of old and new images.

It immediately added a bit of color to the entire upcoming literary activity.

"The layout of the houses in Liusi Garden is different from that of ordinary houses. It does not follow the conventional north-south central axis, but adopts an east-west structure."

"The Liusi Garden should be a relatively perfect historical product preserved in the known private gardens."

"I just heard about it before, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes. The interior scenery of Liusi Garden really lives up to its reputation! All kinds of buildings and pavilions seem to be floating on the water."

"By the way, when will today's game start?"

"I don't know yet. It seems to be around ten o'clock. People should not be here yet, right?"

"Tsk tsk, today is much more lively than last year, why are there so many people?"

"Who says it's not the case? I guess the Writers' Association has put in a lot of effort, or maybe the location has been chosen well this year, so everyone is willing to come out and walk around."

"This is true. I have been renting the auditorium for the past few years, and the environment is completely incomparable."

at the moment.

There are countless poets, writers, critics, artists, professors and poetry lovers from all over the world.

Meet acquaintances along the way.

They gathered together in twos and threes to chat and chat.

Here.

For fear of being recognized and causing unnecessary trouble.

Lin Hao deliberately put on a mask and sunglasses.

The intention is to keep a low profile.

But his look is more or less unique in such a party.

a time.

It's a little out of place.

Being stared at endlessly.

of course.

That look was not worship.

But look like a fool.

pity?

Probably some.

But it should be more of a joke.

Yu Lanxin thought it was nothing at first.

But being the focus of attention wherever she went, she couldn't help but chuckled softly.

Lin Hao was helpless.

I also made up my mind.

If I escape intact today.

There must be a way to serve this woman at night.

"Old Yu, this way!"

I was thinking about something.

suddenly.

Someone greets them.

They are some old friends of Father Yu.

"Here we come, you guys arrived quite early." Father Yu said with a smile as he stepped forward.

"It's better to be early than late. This event only happens once a year. If you can't get in at that time, it's a mess." Chen De said.

"Yes, you are quite calm." Cen Renguo joked.

Father Yu immediately explained confidently: "There's no need to hold back. In fact, we arrived yesterday, and the hotel we booked is right next door. It's not too far to walk here."

"Uncle Cen."

"Uncle Chen."

The voice just fell.

Lin Hao and Yu Lanxin hurried forward to say hello.

Cen Renguo and Chen Detong were taken aback.

I didn't recognize who he was at first glance.

After a long silence.

Chen Detong asked uncertainly: "You are Xiao Hao?"

"It's me, Uncle Chen." Lin Hao nodded.

"Why are you wearing a mask and sunglasses?"

Cen Renguo couldn't hide his curiosity and said, "I almost didn't recognize it."

He and Chen Detong didn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry.

So don't know why yet.

Instead, Father Yu stepped forward to help him out: "The child has a sore throat these past two days, coughing, wear a mask, don't infect you."

Cen Renguo and Chen Detong nodded.

But it felt a little wrong.

It is understandable to wear a mask when you have a cold.

What about the sunglasses.

The sun isn't quite strong today.

But don't wait for them to think about it.The crowd suddenly became commotion.

"I'm coming."

"It's finally going to start."

"Hey, that's Mr. Liang Wei, the vice chairman of the Writers Association, who actually came here in person."

"Master Zhang Xinlin, a calligrapher, still looks so energetic."

"Famous poet Yuan Dajun, hey~ This guy is quite capable. I still remember the poem he wrote last year."

"And the essayist Zhou Tingyun."

"Master of Chinese painting Wang Xuehai."

"These apprentices have also followed."

Everyone straightened their necks and looked forward.

The archway not far away.

Just like the stars and the moon.

Several masters walked out slowly under the crowd.

Full of style!

"The bright moon sprinkles silver and jade in the sky, and it is another year's reunion day. Since ancient times, the moon is the brightest in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I send my thoughts to each other from afar."

After waiting for the station to stand, Liang Wei, the vice chairman of the Writers Association who was holding the microphone, first read a poem and then announced loudly: "Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedule to come to Suzhou to participate in this year's No. 12 Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. Thank you to the Sioux City Tourism Bureau for sponsoring the venue for this poetry meeting. Here, in the name of poetry, we will make friends with literature and support benevolence with friends, praying for peace and prosperity for the country and the people, and reunion! At the same time, I also hope that everyone will have a wonderful time. festival!”

Whoa!
The people standing in the corridors and paths applauded enthusiastically.

Voices came from all directions.

Immediately the atmosphere was heightened.

It can't be lively.

"Okay, the time is up, let's not wait any longer, just close the door, and don't allow anyone to enter again."

Liang Wei first gave instructions to the staff in the distance, and then continued to speak to everyone: "This time, the main competition of our poetry meeting will be held in the South of Mianyun Pavilion, in the southeast corner of the pool, in the Yuyusheng Liangxuan. I have already prepared fruits, snacks and tea for everyone, but it is still the old rule. If you want to go in and rest comfortably, you have to show some real skills. That small pavilion can't accommodate such a many friends."

The voice fell.

These people in the courtyard couldn't help laughing.

Speaking of old rules.

They immediately understood what it meant.

Instead, it was Lin Hao who had a question mark on his face.

"With so many people, it's impossible to put them all in."

Seeing his confusion, Dad Yu immediately explained: "I guess the levels will be set up again like in previous years, but this time there are more people, so the difficulty will probably increase."

heard.

Lin Hao understood immediately.

to be honest.

Screen the contestants.

Only the elite can go in and compete.

"Then Dad, what should we do with those who can't answer? Go back directly?" He couldn't help but ask.

"It won't."

Dad Yu smiled and said: "Wen Wu is the first. If he can't answer, he will continue to communicate in the yard. It's not a hindrance at all. Some people come here just to join in the fun."

Lin Hao nodded.

If you can't be a player, just be a spectator.

It's not a problem.

"From here to Juyusheng Liangxuan, you need to pass through three small courtyards, and at the gate of the three-month cave, I had some problems with several masters, which were difficult and difficult."

Liang Wei continued: "It includes some riddles, couplets and limited poetry titles, etc. As long as you pass these three levels, you can enter the main competition."

"no problem!"

"bring it on!"

"Teacher Liang, let's start."

"I can't wait."

"I'm definitely doing well this year.

Everyone immediately shouted loudly. .

Everyone is in high spirits.

I'm not afraid at all.

Seeing such a grand occasion, Liang Wei also nodded and said: "Okay, every month I will ask people to place two drawing boxes at the entrance of the cave, and each level will be in charge of two judges. If you answer the questions, you only need to give them the answer." Just glance at it or read it aloud, remember, the time limit for answering questions is one hour, and you can’t change or invalidate the questions after you draw them, once you find out, you will be dealt with seriously!”

This is serious.

However, everyone listened with no expression.

Those who can come to participate in the literary poetry meeting.

More or less it is all about face.

Most people don't make fun of their fame.

I would rather not answer.

It can't be said that such a shameful method is used.

Soon.

The staff moved two large cardboard boxes over.

So the crowd flocked.

Because there are isolation belts on the left and right sides of the Moon Cave Gate.

Everyone lined up in an orderly manner.

Besides, how long does it take to draw a note?

Don't worry at all.

Very fast.

Lin Hao and Yu Lanxin also each got a question.

After opening.

On his side, he wrote a seven-character poem inscribed with the character 'Snow'.

The opponent's is an anagram.

【The body is straight, the body is hard, even if you can't speak, you will respond to what you say. 】

Yu Lanxin immediately racked her brains to think.

The next moment.

The man blew hot air next to his ear.

"Inkstone."

Read the short two words gently.

Yu Lanxin's eyes immediately lit up.

It's just that she didn't rush to submit the answer.

Instead, I want to help him make this poem together.

"Okay, don't think about it anymore, I know what's going on, let's go see what's going on with Dad first."

When I saw the question.

Lin Hao knew in his heart what poem to write.

So no need to think at all.

He directly dragged Yu Lanxin to Father Yu's side.

Skillful.

The topic that Father Yu drew was also to write a poem.

The proposition is the surface of the lake.

Lin Hao was thinking of helping out.

However, Father Yu slapped his thigh.

Obviously ready to go.

"You two have guessed it, so go ahead and answer it first. Dad will show your Uncle Cen and Uncle Chen. They will come over later."

He looked at the two old friends Cen Renguo and Chen Detong who were still frowning.

Dad Yu obviously wants to go over and help.

Lin Hao and Yu Lanxin looked at each other.

He had no choice but to nod and walk towards the judges.

(End of this chapter)