Super Dragon Evolution - 575

There is no night in the city that never sleeps,

The moon is like frost outside the city that never sleeps.

The night of the moon, the city of the moon,

Fragrant lotus snow cold snow lotus fragrance.

As soon as the poem of Rice University Scholars came out, it immediately caused a lot of applause.

“Good poem! Really good poem!”

“Repetitive words are most avoided in the poem, but this poem boldly breaks through the limitations. The first two sentences use three’never nights’. Not only does it feel strange to read, it is catchy and easy to remember. ”

“The last two sentences are even better. The palindrome format is adopted, and it is exactly the same whether it is read forward or backward.”

“When the four sentences are connected, what is written is exactly the situation in and outside the city that never sleeps at night.”

“One month, one snow, one snow lotus, three images, perfectly outline the poignant and deserted scene inside and outside the city that never sleeps in the moonlight.”

“The first three are all perspectives, and the last sentence suddenly turns to smell. The whole picture immediately becomes three-dimensional.”

“The last sentence, it’s really a nice touch.”

Not only the other savage dragons, but even the Rice Scholars, a smug look flashed across their faces.

In truth, this poem today is one of the best poems in his life.

Originally it was just a test, but I didn’t expect to be blessed to the soul, suddenly made such a superior piece.

How can this not make him proud?

It seems that this time, it is stable.

Sometimes, inspiration is a flash of light.

There are many poets in history, and most of the time, they are mediocre and mediocre.

Occasionally, with a flash of inspiration, a poem will be remembered.

This is the so-called inspiration.

Just now, I was suddenly inspired to make such an excellent work, no matter how powerful this kid is, it is impossible to surpass himself.

The wild dragons around are still talking about it.

Today this kid is defeated.

Some dragons even began to shout arrogantly:

“Boy, let’s surrender as soon as possible.”

“If you are able to win the Rice University Fellowship today, I will take off my pair of broken shoes and eat.”

There is also a wild dragon, very proud:

“Boy, how about this poem? Comment.”

With that proud look, it seems that he made this poem by himself.

Wen Zilong glanced at Nami University Scholar.

I saw a slight smile on the face of the Mi University scholar, and said:

“Your comment, I’ll listen carefully.”

Having said that, he is not like he is listening.

On the contrary, it seems to be showing off.

It’s like a parent of a primary school student telling others: “My child, this exam is too bad. Two subjects failed to score 98 points.”

It seems to be scolding the children, this is a very proud group.

Don’t you know that the children are probably complaining at this time: I have one 100, two 97, which is too bad? Why don’t you go to heaven? You must have my level when you go to school, and I don’t have to suffer with you now.

Wen Zilong understood what he meant and smiled faintly:

“Garbage, it’s garbage after all.”

As soon as these words were made, the noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

The Nami University Scholar’s complexion was very cold.

This proud work of myself was called rubbish by the other party?

The wild dragons at the scene, after being quiet for a while, suddenly shouted and shouted:

“Such poems are called rubbish? How long do you have long ears?”

“It’s not that I don’t have long ears, or I don’t appreciate it at all. The appreciation level of this product is not here yet.”

“It’s okay if you don’t appreciate it, but if you don’t appreciate it and call others’ poems rubbish, that’s his fault.”

“I didn’t say it, it’s a stupid thing, why do you talk so much with him?”

The Master of Namie fixed his eyes on Wen Zilong:

“My poem is rubbish, dare to ask where is the rubbish?”

Wen Zilong sneered:

“Scenery is temporary, and only emotions are eternal. A poem, if only to write the scenery over and over again, no matter how gorgeous the rhetoric and the new form, will eventually be forgotten. Only by borrowing the scenery to express emotions and blending the scenes can it become an immortal masterpiece. . By this standard, would you dare to say that your poem is not rubbish?”

Nami University Scholar just started, and his eyes were full of coldness.

But at this moment, after listening to Wen Zilong’s words, the coldness in the whole person suddenly disappeared.

It was as if the banana was scrapped by the pig-killing knife of Time, and it wilted down.

Borrowing Jing to express emotions, this is the first time he heard of this statement.

Looking at their entire literary history of Saturn, they have not yet said that by using the scenery to express their emotions.

However, what the dragon said sounds very reasonable.

Only by incorporating sincere emotion into the poem can the reader be moved.

Gorgeous words, beautiful images, this is just appearance.

Emotion is internal.

If a savage dragon has only gorgeous appearance but no inner beauty, then he will not last long.

After all, beauty will eventually fade away.

But a beautiful heart, a beautiful spirit and quality will always be remembered by people.

After thinking about this, the light in the eyes of the scholar of Nammy began to flicker.

Just relying on the other party pointing out his shortcomings and telling a set of theory that he had never heard of, but was very reasonable, he had already given up in his heart.

However, the fact that the other party has defiled the Holy Land is unforgivable.

I can’t just let him go like this.

Let him go, how to explain to the people at the scene?

How to confess to the lord?

The savage dragons at the scene are not as high as the rice masters.

It won’t be as thorough as a rice university degree.

Although they also felt that Wen Zilong had some truth in what he said, in this case, naturally they couldn’t admit defeat.

They are still screaming:

“This is the proud work of a rice scholar, dare you say it is rubbish?”

“I think this guy was here to make trouble.”

“Sure enough, outsiders have nothing good.”

“In any case, he must not be allowed to leave the city that never sleeps today!”

Amidst the roar of the crowd, the Rice Scholar finally moved.

He stretched his hands flat and pressed it.

Signal everyone to be quiet.

The voices of the people calmed down.

The Master of Rice said:

“Since he said that my poems are rubbish, let’s see how his works are. If it is not as good as the rubbish I made, it will not be too late for us to keep him.”

Everyone nodded when they heard the words:

“University of Rice makes sense!”

“Sure enough, the scholars of the University of Rice are magnanimous.”

“If it were me, I would have given him a big mouth long ago. We really can’t compare with a college student like a rice university.”

“Just listen to what kind of shit works he has.”

“In short, whether his work is good or bad, can we just not applaud it?”

“Yeah, this guy has such a bad character, no matter how good the work is, what about it? Everyone won’t applaud at that time, let’s see how he ends up.”

“Whoever applauds applauded, just can’t get through with me.”

“Yes, whoever applauds is a grandson.”