Chapter 1178 Leave a magnificent poem for history to remember
The team had already set off, and everyone was laughing and laughing as they walked along the passage towards the depths of the Sword Gate.
The rest of the people scattered around saw it, and they also hurriedly followed behind the team, and there were thousands of people.
And this, obviously, is not everyone who will go to the poetry meeting site today, and there are some other people who are also rushing to the poetry meeting site from other different places in the scenic area at this time.
Li Fan, Han Zhong, Bai Yi, Liu Yuan, Yan Mu, Mo Bai, Du Feng and others were also in the crowd.
Everyone walked all the way, but saw that the surrounding mountains were dangerous, the cliffs were like knives, the walls were thousands of blades high, and they were quite dizzy and dizzy at a glance.
Between the cliffs, a few ape howls occasionally came out, echoing in the valley for a long time.
In ancient times, it was between these cliffs and cliffs that the mountain rocks were chiseled, the flying beams were erected, and the plank roads were built, which was really extremely difficult.
Although many of those plank roads have disappeared into the dust of history, it does not affect everyone's sighs.
In the process of moving forward, the team became larger and larger, and many people from other places joined the team.
By the time the team reached its destination, there were already tens of thousands of people.
And the destination is the real "Sword Gate".
Jianmen Pass, Jianmen Pass, is naturally a pass, a naturally formed dangerous pass.
Jianmen Pass, between Dajian Mountain and Xiaojian Mountain, Tiankai line, formed in the Cretaceous Period, is the world's rare wall-type conglomerate cliff Danxia landscape, the narrowest point at the bottom is only more than 50 meters, it is the first pass in the world formed naturally.
"Mr. Li Fan, I heard that the name of this 'Sword Gate Pass' began in the Tang Dynasty, I don't know if that's the case?" someone next to Li Fan asked.
Li Fan smiled and said: "This statement is not wrong, according to historical records, Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of the Shu Han Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms, built a stone in this pass, called 'Sword Pavilion' or 'Sword Pavilion Pass', and after arriving in the Tang Dynasty, it is generally called 'Sword Gate Pass'." ”
Han Zhong said: "Yes, when Zhuge Liang went out of Qishan and went to Cao Wei in the north, he was here to store grain, garrison troops, and train troops. And he built stones here as a gate, built a gate, and sent troops to guard it. Later, 100,000 elite soldiers of the Wei army entered Hanzhong, and approached Jianmen Pass to seize Shu, and the Shu army only used 30,000 soldiers and horses to resist the 100,000 Wei army outside Jianmen Pass. ”
When everyone heard Han Zhong say this, they were all shocked, most of them didn't know these histories.
However, seeing the danger of the Sword Gate Pass, everyone couldn't help nodding, this Sword Gate Pass is easy to defend and difficult to achieve, in that era of cold weapons, it is indeed very possible for 30,000 soldiers and horses to resist the attack of 100,000 troops.
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"Director Pu, the scene has been prepared, and all the invited poets have been present, and the poetry meeting can officially begin. A staff member said.
Pu Guozhong nodded, looked at the black head at the scene again, and sighed again in his heart, fortunately the venue was changed in time yesterday, otherwise, it would really not be able to accommodate so many people.
Afterwards, Pu Guozhong said through the microphone: "Hello to every friend on the scene, welcome to our Jianmen Guan Poetry Meeting, although I know who you are mainly here for, I still welcome you very much." ”
A ridiculous opening remark made many people at the scene laugh, and their attention was all focused on Pu Guozhong, they knew that the poetry meeting should be about to officially start.
Pu Guozhong also smiled slightly when he saw that everyone's attention was attracted, and then made an introduction to the reason, purpose, and scale of the poetry meeting.
After that, the scene was handed over to the host, and the host was called Lai Wenyun, who also had the identity of a poet.
With so many people at the scene, and Li Fan present, Lai Wenyun looked very excited and said: "I am very honored to be able to gather with you today in front of this Jianmen Pass.
The difficulty of Shu Road has always been lamented by many literati. In fact, not only the Shu Road in Jianmen Pass, but also the Shu Road in the entire Funan Province around Shu are all very difficult.
Historically, the literati left many poems and articles about the danger of Jianmen Pass and the difficulty of Shu Road.
For example, the Tang Dynasty writer Li Deyu wrote, 'Qunshan comes from the west, and the waves are cumulus clouds. The land risk will be, Si is Shumen. Layers of Cen steep walls, Sen Ruoge halberd. Ten thousand gullies run to the east, double flying high. The green ridge is horizontal, gloomy and dark. If the tree is strong, to defend the kingdom. It's exciting to read.
And we are gathered here today to follow in the footsteps of the literati in history, to leave magnificent poems here, so that the footsteps of history can also remember us today. ”
Lai Wenyun's remarks, I have to say, are very infectious.
All the poets on the scene were excited, and they couldn't wait to write a splendid poem with a stroke of the pen, so that history would remember this moment.
Even Yan Mu, Mo Bai, Du Feng, Wang Ling, Lu Ran, Lin Yunfeng and others are like this, the temptation is too great.
Not only the poets, but also those poetry lovers who came specifically for Li Fan, or tourists, were also in a state of mind after listening to Lai Wenyun's words.
It sounds very tempting to leave behind magnificent poems and let the footsteps of history remember today.
At this moment, they can't help but envy the poets on the scene, the poets can recite poems and lyrics, but they can't do it, and they can't let history remember it.
Han Zhong, Bai Yi, Liu Yuan, and Pu Guozhong nodded with satisfaction, what they needed was such an effect.
Li Fan also smiled faintly and nodded, I don't know if history can remember it today, but that kid's words are indeed quite beautiful.
Lai Wenyun saw his remarks, which made everyone at the scene look excited, and they were also very proud.
Of course, he also knows that words can be easily said so beautifully, but how easy is it to let history remember today?
Unless, today, there can be a poem that is enough to be famous for eternity.
Otherwise, everyone will be excited and excited, and history will remember today or something, or don't think about it.
Will there be poems that will be famous enough to be passed down through the ages? Lai Wenyun couldn't help but look in the direction where Li Fan was, and after a while, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Maybe, really.
Lai Wenyun knows that it is difficult to let history remember today, and after everyone at the scene was excited, they were naturally able to think of this.
In order for history to remember today, today's poetry must be excellent enough.
A group of poets were eager to try, and if they could write a good enough poem today, it would be the glory of their lives.
I only heard Lai Wenyun say again: "Poets and friends, in this dangerous mountain and strange Jianmen Pass, have you already been full of thoughts?
Then, please use the pen in your hands to write the splendid psalms in your hearts. Our Jianmen Guan Poetry Club has officially begun!"
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