Throughout history, there have been countless poems dedicated to spring—or rather, not just spring, for all four seasons are perennially popular subjects.
Consequently, Ye Tian now had more than enough poems to choose from. For an ordinary poetry gathering, he could simply scribble down a couple of mediocre ones just to make up the numbers.
After all, the "ordinary" verses from his memories were all masterpieces capable of stunning everyone present.
Chapter 136