While Rong Daier was rummaging on other crystal balls, she was lying Tang poetry in her mouth, which made people inexplicably cute.

Zheng Shaokai said: "I found a crystal ball with the word 'man'."

Rong Daier said: "I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon together from thousands of miles away? No, this is from the Song Dynasty, it should be a Tang poetry, Wang Wei's 'The osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty?' or Li Bai's 'The immortals hang their feet, how can the osmanthus trees be clustered together'?"

Luo Qingqing said: "I found someone with the word 'red'!"

Rong Daier said, "Who is the red letter? Look at the wet place in the morning, the flowers are heavy, Jinguan City? The white stones in Jingxi are coming out, and the sky is cold, the red leaves are sparse?"

Li Mo smiled and said, "White hair floats on the green water, red palms lift clear waves!"

Luo Qingqing smiled and said, "You two should go to the Poetry Conference, not "Escape Room"!"

Rong Daier smiled and said, "Isn't this door opening code five words? I thought, maybe it was a Tang poem!"

Zheng Shaokai smiled and said, "You are completely deviated by that collection of poems. Maybe it's just five words, not poems."

Rong Daier nodded: "That's right."

She touched her nose awkwardly: "I still thought that if we don't know, we can check it in that manuscript!"

Luo Qingqing smiled and said, "I think you know it very well, it's just a mess. I have found a crystal ball with the word "fire". Do you still know the poem with the word "fire"?"

Luo Yanran said first: "I know that the grass on the Lili Plain withered and flourished every year, wildfires cannot be burned out, and the spring breeze will grow again!"

Li Mo smiled and said, "I also know that the war is fired for three months, and the letters from home are worth ten thousand gold... The wild paths are black, and the river boats are bright and the fire is bright!"

Rong Daier smiled and said, "There are also Li Bai's fire trees and silver flowers, and the iron locks of the star bridge open... The fire shines on the heaven and earth, the red stars are chaotic and purple smoke... The flowers fall in the year, and the fire flows when the fire flows..."

Luo Qingqing hurriedly clasped her fists and said, "Stop, if you continue talking, I will seem very uneducated!"

Everyone laughed.

The live broadcast room was also full of lively: "I'm not here to watch the lively, am I here to receive re-education?"

"It's a poem? Rong Daier's highlight moment is so great!"

"Talented girl! Qingqing, don't stop me. I want to see how much inventory Rong Daier still has. It's a bit annoying!"

"Rong Daier is showing off her style! First, she was calligraphy, but now she is Tang poetry, but she has taken advantage of the predecessors. What's there to be proud of?"

"Which eye upstairs is proud to see my Daier? She has always been calm and gentle! She is just a normal cultural output, don't be too envious!"

The live broadcast room has been flooding the screen, but before I knew it, fewer people scold Rong Daier, and more and more people are protecting her.

At the scene, Zheng Shaokai said: "Let's gather the crystal balls we found together and find the rules. If it is Tang poetry, it will be simple."

So everyone gathered the crystal balls together.

There are nineteen balls in total, red, green, book, fire, gold, yellow, man, orange, white, two, six, eight, ten, clouds, trees, flowers, grass, Zhao, and light.

Everyone looked at the nineteen balls, trying hard to classify them or form poems.

Zhakar touched his head and said, "These balls have colors, numbers, plants, and surnames. No matter how you divide them, you can't tell the same kind of poem. Sister Rong, or, what kind of poem can you tell?"

Rong Daier looked at these words and tried hard to recall her poetry library, saying a little embarrassedly: "You can't form a poem!"

Zheng Shaokai said: "There are four numbers now, so we will exclude them first!"

Luo Yanran took out the four-digit crystal balls and said, "What's the point of combining people, clouds, trees, flowers, and grass?"

Li Mo smiled and said, "Form a painting, there are clouds in the sky, people are under the trees, sitting next to flowers and plants!"

Luo Qingqing smiled: "It's quite picturesque!"

Rong Daier said: "Red, green, gold, white, yellow and orange are considered colors, but there are six colors. Isn't it not appropriate?"

Zheng Shaokai took out the word "white", "This one is not a color."

Li Mo said: "The remaining fire, book, Zhao, and light are not in line with it. Now it seems that there is only the color group, which is so interesting!"

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