Jin Lian left,
Everyone is still thinking about it!
Ji Wuli looked at her leaving figure and sighed.
“Why didn’t I know that it tastes better when cooked!!”
"It's a pity that she has a husband!"
Cao Fei looked at the figure going upstairs and refused to look away for a long time.
"What do you know? Only a married woman tastes good!"
Lu She opened the folding fan with his right hand and fanned it slightly, showing off his cool style!
"This situation is so wonderful!"
"How about we each compose a poem?"
"Just think of it as a preview before the poetry show begins!"
Ji Wuli immediately responded: "I'll come first, I'll come first!"
“I’m so inspired right now!”
He cleared his throat, shook his head and groaned.
"Young people don't know how good mature women are, and they mistake young girls for treasures!"
"Twist your waist, raise your hips, and you'll be seductive in one step or two!"
As soon as the poem was finished, Lu She applauded repeatedly.
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
"What Brother Ji said, everything he heard and saw just now is put into context!"
"And it also contains profound truth!"
"Only an expert who has read thousands of colors and seen the vicissitudes of life can understand its essence!"
Even Cao Fu nodded repeatedly.
"This is the first time in so many years that I have seen Brother Ji perform so well!"
"The most important thing is to speak my mind!"
Lu Ji scratched his head: "Is this a poem?"
Only Ximen Zhu looked restless, not knowing what he was afraid of!
Ji Wuli felt that he had performed well and looked at Zhao Liangcai with provocative eyes.
"Brother Zhao, it's your turn!"
"You are a great talent in Guobei County who is famous for your poetry. Don't let us down!"
Zhao Liangcai smiled coldly.
"It's all rubbish!"
"Twist your waist and raise your hips, is this poetry?"
"Poetry is about artistic conception and depth, and you also need to be able to quote scriptures!"
"Do you write in depth?"
"There is no room for imagination!"
"Look at me!"
He said in a long voice.
"Looking back three times with one step, the old man also raises his head!"
“Thin branches bear fruit, but peaches take away lives!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu She clapped his hands crazily!
"Brother Zhao is still Brother Zhao, his actions are indeed extraordinary!"
"Such a divine statement cannot be matched by any ordinary person!"
Lu Ji asked curiously: "Brother, what's so good about this poem?"
"Why can't I understand?"
Lu She smiled mysteriously.
"This is the profoundness of Brother Zhao's poetry!"
"You can look back three times with one step. What kind of person can make people look back three times with one step? Of course she is a beauty, and a seductive beauty!"
"The old man also raised his head, this sentence is even better, a pun!"
"Even the old man whose lust has faded has to look up, which shows the allure of this beauty! Moreover, this raising of the head also has two meanings!"
"The first two sentences are a description of beautiful women without any ink, but they have already sketched out an extremely seductive image in our hearts, and people can't help but follow the author's perspective and look down!"
"Slender branches bear fruit. This looks like a slender branch growing numerous fruits. In fact, it is an anthropomorphic technique. The features of the beautiful woman are described in detail. She has a thin waist and a big bear!"
"The last sentence uses exaggerated rhetoric to show off the beauty's proud buttocks!"
"Every time you read this poem, you will discover new content, which will lead to endless reverie!"
"If a thousand readers read it, they will have a thousand images of beautiful women in their minds!"
"This is the top level of enjoyment that a good poem should bring to readers!"
After hearing this analysis, Lu Ji sighed: "Damn it, it's so embarrassing!"
Ji Wuli had a dark face and couldn't find an angle even if he wanted to be dark!
Cao Wei found something to complain about: "But, he didn't highlight the theme of 'married women'!"
These words made Ji Wuli's eyes light up: "Yes, yes, brother Cao is right, even the subject is off topic, it's nonsense!"
Zhao Liangcai naturally refused: "Who said it was this theme? You really know how to fart!"
"We are not a topic poem, what theme do we want?"
Seeing that the two of them were arguing endlessly, Lu She quickly changed the topic.
"How about we listen to Brother Ximen's poetry first?"
At this time, Li Huan suddenly smelled a very familiar fragrance!
But I can’t remember which one it is!
The main reason is that I have been to Chunhualou once in the past two days. There are too many fragrances in it, which makes my memory a bit confusing!
Ximen Zhu straightened his back, tensed his nerves, and had a wry smile on his face.
"Writing poetry, what kind of poetry should I write?"
Lu She responded: "Of course, express your feelings about the scene just now!"
"You don't have any feelings at all, do you?"
"Stop pretending, it's impossible not to feel anything!"
"As long as he is a man, he must have ideas!"
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Ximen Zhu said helplessly: "I have an idea, but it may not be a poem!"
Lu She also agreed: "It doesn't matter if it's not a poem!"
"Tell me what you think!"
Ximen Zhu looked up at the bamboo pole supporting the window, then looked at the ground, and then said calmly.
"I was thinking, why does the bamboo pole fall down instead of flying up?"
"Is there something attractive about the ground that's sucking it in?"
The five people all opened their mouths and looked shocked!
Lu She said dullly: "Are you serious?"
Li Huan asked curiously: "Does anyone in your ancestors have the surname Niu?"
