Let You Write the Way of Heaven, You Write Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill

Traveling to the competition site of a poetry competition, the contestants were required to compose poems or lyrics based on the keyword "Tiandao". Xu Ning saw that the others were just arty and moaning without any reason, so he waved his pen: All things are created to nourish people, and people don't do any good deeds to repay heaven. Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Write Monk: Killed all the millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sword on his waist was still bloody. The old monk didn't know the hero, so he just kept asking for his name. Write chrysanthemum: When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill hundreds of flowers after they bloom! The judges and the audience were all shocked. Others wrote poems about romance, love, and beautiful scenery. Why did your style of painting suddenly change your tone? ! ! ! !