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Li Han, Su Yuqing, and Qin Xiaoyue continued their journey eastward.

When it was about to end, there was a bridge, the famous broken bridge.

However, as mentioned before, Broken Bridge is not as famous in this world as in previous lives. There is no legend that the White Lady and Xu Xian met at Broken Bridge.

Therefore, Su Yuqing and Qin Xiaoyue have no special emotions towards Broken Bridge.

It is estimated that in their eyes, the Broken Bridge is the same as other bridges in the West Lake, and there is not much difference.

This made Li Han feel a little regretful, and even wanted to bring the legend of the White Snake to this world.

But this matter can't be anxious, there is no good time to come.

After going down from the broken bridge and strolling around, I reached the bank of Yuehu Lake at the northern end of Sudi.

The scenery here is very beautiful and there are many tourists.

There is a place where there are so many people.

There are not only many people, but also many long tables. Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are placed on the long table. In one place, there are still sheets of rice paper hung with characters written on the rice paper, which seems to be a poem.

Seeing this situation, Li Han, Su Yuqing, and Qin Xiaoyue understood that there should be a poem meeting or a poem contest or something.

This situation is very common in West Lake.

There are many people in this world who love poetry, and various poetry meetings and poetry competitions are held almost every day across the country.

As one of the most famous scenic spots in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, West Lake also has the beauty of "one mountain, two towers, three islands, three embankments, and five lakes". Obviously it is very suitable for holding activities such as poetry parties and poetry contests.

In fact, it is true.

Almost every one or two days in West Lake, there will be activities such as poetry fairs and poetry contests.

Now, another one is held here.

Qin Xiaoyue was in a moment of interest and said, "Li Han, Yuqing, let's go and take a look."

Li Han naturally had no opinion, and Su Yuqing was also interested, and the three of them walked towards the venue.

After approaching, after listening to the people around, I realized that a poetry society called "Yayun" was hosting a poetry meeting here.

In addition to the members of Yayun Poetry Club, there were also many tourists visiting the West Lake.

The participants of this poem meeting are mainly members of Yayun Poetry Club, but it is also open to visitors.

In other words, whoever is interested can participate.

The way to participate is naturally to write poetry. As long as you can make a poem based on the theme of today's poem meeting, you will be officially participating in this poem meeting.

The poems made can not only be displayed on the spot, for everyone to appreciate and comment. You can also participate in the selection of the results of today's poetry society.

If you can enter the top ten, you can get corresponding prizes specially prepared by Yayun Poetry Club for this poem meeting. Flash dance

The theme of the poem meeting is "West Lake".

Directly and simply.

There are indeed many visitors on the scene who are eager to try and want to compose a poem.

It's not that they all want the prizes from Yayun Poetry, but it is a very fulfilling thing to make a poem and show it for everyone to appreciate and comment.

If you can really get into the top ten, it will be even more exciting. Not only will you be able to make a big splash on the spot, but you will also be able to brag in the future.

Therefore, many tourists are eager to try.

"Yes! I have! There are poems, what about pen and paper? I'll write it out." A thin, tall young man said very excitedly.

After listening to the tourists, their eyes lit up. Everyone liked to watch people and write poems on the spot.

So when I heard that someone had a poem, they all acted quite expectantly.

Several visitors around the nearest long table quickly gave up the long table. One of them said, "Friend, please here. I have both paper and pen."

The lanky young man thanked him, walked quickly to the long table, picked up a pen on the table, and prepared to write.

The surrounding tourists hurried up, all looking forward to it.

Li Han, Su Yuqing, and Qin Xiaoyue also surrounded them.

The lanky young man was very excited and excited when he saw that he had become the focus of the people around him. After brewing for a while, he picked up his pen and wrote:

"The West Lake has spring, the wind and rain frown. The southeast smoke is wide and the blush is blush."

"Okay!" As soon as the thin and tall man finished writing, everyone around couldn't help applauding.

This poem, young man, is pretty good!

Even Li Han's eyes lit up, and the poem did feel okay, it had a little meaning.

Su Yuqing said: "This poem really feels okay."

Qin Xiaoyue nodded.

The two daughters are also very interested in poetry. Although they may not be able to write good poems by themselves, their ability to appreciate poems is not bad.

The surrounding tourists applauded in unison and praised one after another, and some were quite excited to call the person in charge of the scene to come over, saying that someone here had written a good poem.

The thin, tall young man was even more excited and excited, frequently expressing gratitude and modesty to everyone, saying that he was just lucky.

The person in charge at the scene came over and asked quite anxiously: "Where is the good poem? Let me take a look."

Someone writes good poems, and the person in charge is extremely happy and looking forward to it.

The more good poems that appeared on the scene, the more it was able to show the success of their poem meeting.

At the same time, when the poem is really good enough, it can even have a certain impact in the poetry world and on the Internet.

This will undoubtedly be a very good publicity opportunity for Yayun Poetry Club.

"Here, please look!" The thin young man said before he spoke, and the people around pointed to the long table at the same time. The thin young man just wrote the poem.

The person in charge nodded, walked to the long table, and looked down impatiently.

After reading it, I was a little bit happy. It is indeed a good poem, but unfortunately I can't say how good it is. It is impossible to have a certain impact on the poetry world and the Internet.

Some regrets, but not disappointed.

Is it so easy to write a poem that can make a certain impact on the poetry world and on the Internet?

Such poems are often hard to come by. A poem meeting of this level ~www.ltnovel.com~ is to hold ten or dozens of games, and it may not be possible for one to appear.

Therefore, the person in charge is not disappointed. It is quite rare to have such a degree of poetry in a poem meeting.

Therefore, despite some regrets, the person in charge said happily: "Yes, it is indeed a good poem. It should be no problem to enter today's top ten. It may even hit the top five. Dare to ask. Which friend's poem?"

The thin and tall man was even more excited and said, "Mr. Yuan, it's my poem."

The person in charge is called Yuan Zhongyue. Although the tall and thin man didn't know him, he heard from people around him that the person in charge was named Yuan.

Yuan Zhongyue looked at the thin and tall man, and smiled: "Okay, very good, the young man writes well. Please also ask the young man to put his name on it, and I will let it be displayed in the exhibition area."

The thin tall man said: "Okay, Mr. Yuan is in trouble."

After that, at the bottom right of the poem, I wrote my name.

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