The autumn is getting colder, and the tea is colder before it leaves;

It is better to be busy with morning exercises than to wait for the west wind to come.

Naruto wrote these poems in one breath and raised his eyebrows at Sunan opposite him. The poem he wrote was also reflected on the projection.

After taking a glance, Makarov was not very interested.

Naoki Mizuto just nodded slightly and turned his gaze to Su Nan who had not yet picked up his pen. He had confirmed from Kakashi that the poem "Birds and Fish" was indeed written by this student. And Kakashi also found the article "You are born and I am not born" for him.

Although the last few poems are not very outstanding, they are also good works.

He came here today just to meet this student. He really wanted to see what kind of student he was, and he could write a poem like "One soars in the sky, the other dives deep into the sea."

In the last row of the classroom, Kirito looked at Asuna beside him and asked with a smile: "How is he writing?"

Asuna shook her head: "You, can't you appreciate it yourself? Forget it, the poem written by Naruto is quite a topical topic, but there is nothing outstanding about it. The whole poem is just a normal one. Well... the level of a high school student."

Kirito scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "It's already very high to give you a high school student's evaluation."

...

Time passes by minute by minute.

Sakata Gintoki kept urging Su Nan, who had no intention of being anxious at all. He smiled faintly after reading Naruto's works.

That's the level? Haha.

My buddy, I don’t need super famous quotes like “The night is as cool as water, and I’ll lie down and watch the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl” to bully you.

But I will change one, my buddy, and then leave it out of context.

Hold the pen.

Empty mountain...

Makarov's expression lit up, and he was obviously energetic.

Bofeng Mizuno rubbed his chin with a look of savoring it.

Kakashi squinted his crescent eyes as always, looking very happy.

Gintoki Sakata saw the expressions of the three judges and read them softly.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows up the stones.

"Hahahaha... OK!" Makarov suddenly laughed out loud: "What a bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows up the stone!"

At this time, Makarov continued to savor the poem. The more he savored, the more he felt: "Little guy, you probably haven't finished writing this poem? What about the later?"

Su Nan smiled without saying a word, and he spread his hands: "Professor Ma, if you don't lie to you, there's really that much."

Makarov shook his head. Since this little guy didn't want to say it, he wouldn't force it. So after exchanging some opinions with Minato, he nodded to Kakashi.

Kakashi immediately announced: "The first question is that Su Nan's poems are better. Are there any masterpieces present? If not, we will come up with the next question."

There will be no comment on such a result, neither Naruto nor everyone present.

Not to mention, they can tell at a glance that these two verses are not on the same level. Even if they can't tell them, they still recognize the fairness of several judges.

Because even though Hatsuki Mizuno was Naruto's father, he did not show any injustice or self-destruction of his identity.

Gintoki Sakata breathed a sigh of relief and patted Su Nan on the back, a little excited: "You won the first question, beautiful!"

Su Nan smiled: "What's the hurry? This is the first question."

You should know that this poem is a poem by Wang Wei. Who is Wang Wei? He is a person who is known as "Wang Meng" together with Meng Haoran, and is known as "Poetry Buddha". Most of his poems are about mountains, rivers and pastoral areas. A mere description of autumn, if you can't win.

I believe that Wang Wei’s ancestor would pop out of the coffin in anger.

Naruto on the opposite side was also smiling: "Yes, this is just the first question."

...

...

The second question is the topic of "homesickness".

Kakashi chuckled: "You have bid farewell to high school and entered this university called the microcosm of society. Do you miss your relatives far away in your hometown very much? It takes five minutes to start."

Homesickness? This is so easy to write.

Su Nan took a deep breath, and did not give Naruto time to react, so he picked up the pen directly.

Gintoki Sakata looked at Su Nan's pen, and suddenly felt that the close friend in front of him actually gave him a strange feeling.

This is a feeling he can't say.

This calm and humble Su Nan, his close friend seems to have really changed.

He quickly shook his head and set his eyes on the poems written by Su Nan.

And these have also been shown on the projection.

"Quiet Night Thoughts".

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at the hometown.

The moment Naruto was about to lift the pen, he found that Su Nan had finished writing. He raised his head and looked at the verse on the projection, and then started reading it softly. At the end of the reading, he actually put the pen on the table, making a slight sound.

“…I abstain from this round.”

...

"This...this." Kirito in the back row scratched the back of his head, wondering, "Why did Naruto abstain from power?"

When he asked this, he found that Asuna's body beside him was trembling slightly.

"What's wrong with you?"

Asuna took a deep breath, she raised her head and looked directly at the projection, without answering his question, but just asked a little.

"How do you think this poem by Su Nan is written?"

Kirito thought about it and replied: "Well, it's not bad. This poem does not have strange and novel imagination, nor does it have exquisite and gorgeous rhetoric. It just uses a narrative tone to write about the homesickness of a distant guest, but I can't explain why I feel it is very meaningful and intriguing."

Asuna nodded: "That's right. This is why this poem is so powerful. The whole poem goes from 'skeptical' to 'raising your head' to 'lowing your head', which vividly reveals the poet's inner activities, and clearly outlines a vivid picture of homesickness on the moonlit night, expressing the author's feeling of missing his hometown on a quiet moonlit night. The word 'skeptical' vividly expresses the poet's awakening from his sleep, and in a daze, he mistakenly turns the cold moonlight illuminating in front of the bed into thick frost on the ground."

"The word "frost" is used more cleverly, which not only describes the brightness of the moonlight, but also expresses the coldness of the season, and also sets off the poet's loneliness and desolation of wandering in a foreign land. The word "look" in the latter corresponds to the word "skeptic" in the previous sentence, indicating that he has changed from hazy to sober. He looked up at the moon and couldn't help but think that his hometown is also under the illumination of this bright moon, which naturally leads to the final sentence of "looking down on his head and thinking about his hometown."

"And the word 'think' leaves people with infinite imagination. The elders, brothers, relatives and friends who are far away in their hometown, the mountains, rivers, or grass and trees in their hometown?"

"These short four lines of poetry are conceived in detail and profound, and are written in a blurt-out manner. The content is simple, but rich; the content is easy to understand, but it is inexplicable."

Asuna smiled bitterly and pulled her drooping hair to her ears: "It's so terrible. I didn't expect that a genius who is so proficient in poetry appeared in the new life."

Kirito was speechless for a while.

He only felt that the poem was catchy and read very rhymely, and did not feel that it was particularly powerful. But now when Asuna analyzed this, his eyes changed, and his eyes looked at Su Nan were a little curious.

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