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Chapter 602 Chapter 602: Two Poems
Xingyu spoke directly, and read one of the most popular modern love poems in her collection of poems.

This time, Zhang Ming exploded in anger: "Xingyu, you are so shameless!"

Xingyu said, "I didn't say I wanted to compose poetry on the spot."

Zhang Mingyi wanted to say something, but Ruan Jun grabbed his arm.

The way she looked at Xing Yu became colder.

She didn't see the so-called character of a literati in this man.

"My poem is "To the Oak Tree."

"If I love you--

Not like a climbing lily flower,
Show yourself off with your tall branches;
If I love you—I will never be like an infatuated bird,
Repeat the monotonous song for the green shade;
……

I must be a kapok near you,
Stand with you as the image of the tree.

Roots, clinging to the ground;
Leaves, touching in the clouds.

……

Love--

Not only love your majestic body,
I also love where you stand,

The ground under your feet. "

As soon as Ruan Jun finished reading, the presence was silent.

Immediately afterwards, everyone started discussing.

"This poem... good!"

For a while, everyone couldn't think of any words to describe it. They just felt that this modern poem about love contained many different things.

At this time, Ping You spoke, "Zipei used the six images of the climbing Ling Xiaohua, the infatuated bird, the spring, the perilous peak, the sun, and the spring rain to deny the concept of love dedicated by women."

Another person took up Ping You's words, "Later, I will use the inner monologue of 'Kapok' to 'Oak Tree' to sing enthusiastically and frankly about my personality ideals and the concept of love that requires standing shoulder to shoulder, independent and affectionate relative to each other."

When everyone looked at it, they found that it was a girl with straight bangs and a small foreign skirt.

She is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with big eyes, good-looking and beautiful.

Someone recognized her and called out, "Miss Qin!"

This Miss Qin nodded to the others, and then came to Ruan Jun, staring at her with bright eyes.

"Hello! Teacher Zipei! I am Qin Chenxi. This "To the Oak" is really good. I have never heard a better poem about love than it! I agree that a woman should not be a man. Subsidiary. If we women have the qualifications to study, we will definitely not be inferior to men. I am one!"

The surname is Qin!

Ruan Jun only felt that his head was bulging, and he wanted to leave.

Because of Qin Chenxi's praise, there is no need for everyone to evaluate. Ruan Jun has already won the first poem.

"Quickly come up with a question!" Xingyu was not willing to admit defeat at all, but at this moment, he also became panicked.

I can only comfort myself, I don't believe that this Zipei can write a poem like "To the Oak Tree"!
Ruan Jun calmed down, this Miss Qin Chenxi Qin may not necessarily be related to the Qin family.

Even if there is, she doesn't have to worry too much.

After all, her face is still in disguise.

"Another love poem? For example, Can't love each other."

Xingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes sparkled.

She wrote it!
After all, she is a representative writer of pain literature.

She read a poem she had written a long time ago. This time, no one scolded her for being shameless, because they already knew that she was shameless.

Everyone looked at Ruan Jun expectantly.

Ruan Jun chuckled: ""The Story of Fish and Birds" is a tragedy."

"The furthest distance in the world
Not
The distance between life and death
But
i stand in front of you
you don't know i love you

The farthest distance in the world
Not
i stand in front of you
you don't know i love you

But
obsessed with love
I can't say I love you

……

The longest distance in the world

Not
tree to tree distance
But
branches growing from the same root

But can't depend on the wind
The farthest distance in the world
Not
Branches cannot depend on each other
But
stars looking at each other

But there are no converging tracks. "

(End of this chapter)