Super Dragon Evolution Chapter 577: Fight with me? you sure?

There is no night in the city that never sleeps,

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

Yuemian Yuecheng Yuemianye,

Sweet lotus snow cold snow lotus fragrance.

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

"Good poem! What a good poem!"

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

"The four sentences are connected, and what you write is exactly the situation in and outside the city that never sleeps at night."

"One month, one snow, one snow lotus, three images, which perfectly outline the poignant and deserted scene inside and outside the city that never sleeps on the moon."

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

"The last sentence, really is a clear pen."

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

To be honest, 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 my heart, 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, most of the time, they were ineffective and very mediocre.

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

This is the so-called inspiration.

Just now, I was suddenly inspired to make such an excellent work, this kid cannot surpass himself no matter how powerful it is.

The wild dragons around are still talking about it.

Today this kid is defeated.

Some wild dragons even started to shout arrogantly:

"Boy, let's give up 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."

The proud look, it seems that he made this poem 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 with great respect."

That being said, he is not like listening.

It seems to be showing off.

It's like the parents of a primary school student saying to others: "My child, this exam is too bad. Two subjects did not score 98."

It looks like I'm scolding the kids, this is a very proud group.

Don’t know that the children are probably complaining at this time: I have one 100, two 97. Is it 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 lightly:

"Garbage, it is garbage after all."

As soon as I said this, the noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

The complexion of the Nami University scholar is very cold.

Is this proud work of myself called **** by the other party?

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

"Such poems are called garbage? 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 level of appreciation for this product is not here yet."

"If you don't appreciate it, you can, but you can't appreciate poems that you casually call others garbage. This is his fault."

"What I didn't say, it's just a idiot. Why do you talk so much with him?"

Nami University scholar stared at Wen Zilong closely:

"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 scenery to express emotions and blending the situation can it be achieved. 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's like a banana that has been scrapped by time, a pig-killing knife.

Like 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 scenery to express emotion.

But 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 inner.

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

After all, beauty will fade away.

And the beautiful heart, beautiful spirit and quality will always be remembered by people.

I figured this out, and the light in the eyes of the college scholar began to flicker.

Just relying on the other party to point out his shortcomings and tell a set of theory that he has never heard of, but is very reasonable, he has 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 do you explain to the people at the scene?

How to explain to the lord?

The savage dragons at the scene are not as high as the graduates of Rice University.

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

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

They are still yelling:

"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!"

In the midst of the roar of the crowd, the Rice Scholar finally moved.

He stretched his hands flat and pressed it.

Move everyone to be quiet.

The voices of the crowd died down.

Mr. 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 **** I made, it will not be too late for us to keep him."

Everyone nodded after hearing this:

"Municipalists are right!"

"Sure enough, the scholars of the University of Rice are generous."

"If it were me, I would have given him a big mouth. We really can't compare with a university like the University of Rice."

"Just listen to what **** works he has."

"In short, no matter how good his work is, 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 will not applaud at that time, and see how he ends up."

"Whoever applauds applauded, just can't get through with me."

"Yes, whoever applauds is a grandson."