Shen Feng, Song Xingling, and Ji Shuting ascended to the high platform, and at this time there were several screens standing on the high platform, and in front of the screen were a peach wood table and the four treasures of the study. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qu Chuxian stood in front of several screens, opened the screens one by one, raised his hand and said: "The topic of the second game is to write poems with paintings, there is no limit to the rhythm, poems can be, the three of you can choose any one painting, who makes the better artistic conception of the poem, you can win, of course, one of them will be eliminated." ”

Hearing this topic, everyone was obviously a little disappointed, the previous topic was interesting and difficult, and this topic was obviously a lot simpler, it sounded like it was just a simple comparison of poetic conception, Qu Chuxian waved his hand, signaled everyone to be quieter, and said: "In addition to the old man, a few adults next to you will judge the poems written by the three of you, and several adults are good at landscape poetry, pastoral poetry, and swimming poetry, so the three of you must remember to be accurate." ”

What does this old man want to test, this painting must have something in the painting, Shen Feng never believed that Qu Chuxian would come up with a simple topic, he has always been a court official with a lot of ideas, and he is deeply proud of his elegance, from the question he came out before, it shows his intelligence, such an old man with connotation and intelligence, but he shows a screen and a painting for everyone to compose a poem, it must be to test whether he can see the picture scroll.

Paintings can be seen with the eyes, and those outside of the painting can only be seen with the eyes.

But there are three paintings in front of me, which one is better to choose, there is not much time, and my eyes quickly look at the first two paintings, and I don't feel anything special, so I turn to the last painting

The scenery in the scroll is carefully appreciated, the screen is painted with the first snow of a thousand mountains, the plum blossoms in the cold of the year, the monks in the lily hat, the warm sun in winter, and the tourists - at first glance, this is just a landscape painting, and there is nothing peculiar.

Shen Feng had no clue for the time being, but Song Xingling seemed to be paying attention to him, and his eyes glanced at him from time to time, if this was a woman, he would definitely think that his heart was budding, but the Fu Ding next to him looked at the picture scroll intently, and his expression fell into thought.

Walking a few steps closer, the scene in the scroll seems to be magnified in front of the eyes, looking back and forth in front of the screen, and finally stopping in front of the monk wearing a hat, seeing that the monk is empty-handed, and he is still carrying a bag on his back, he feels quite strange, and his heart begins to pay attention to the scenery around the monk, the monk walks down from a mountain, the mountain is blooming with plum blossoms, but there is no temple, but it is not that the top of the scroll wants to paint the temple, but it feels faintly implied.

The painting scroll is missing the temple, the monk is empty-handed, carrying a bag on his back, this is going to travel far away - a simple description in my heart, and see a slight golden light on the right side of the scroll, it can be seen that the morning sun reflects the snow, the plum blossoms are dotted, it can be described as a rare beautiful scenery, but the reader is looking at the north, not the direction of the rising sun, this painting wants to express a few meanings.

Just as his mind was immersed in the picture scroll, he suddenly heard Song Xingling twist the folding fan lightly, and laughed heartily: "My lord, the student's mind is on the picture scroll, and the picture scroll is still a poem for the student, and a few adults are invited to evaluate it."

The crowd shrugged cold, and the essence was divided into this.

Meteors penetrate sparse wood, and the moon goes retrograde clouds.

There are few people at the top, and there are no tall pine cranes.

A monk is eighty years old, and the world has never heard of it. ”

After chanting, he said with a smile: "This five-character poem is based on the first painting. ”

The first painting depicts a pastoral scene, from the sentence "a monk is eighty years old, the world has never heard of", it can be seen that the attitude of pastoral life is indisputable, which just caters to the golden mean, and the idyllic poems made by Song Xingling are obviously in line with the ideological trend of ancient and modern times.

Several judges read carefully, the joy on the expression was revealed, and the mind was attracted by the pastoral life depicted in the poem, Qu Chuxian read for a moment, and said with his beard and chin said: "'Meteors penetrate the water', the stars do not move, the shadow falls into the water, the water flows like the stars flowing, flowing, the stars disappear with the water, not the meteors shining in the night sky across the night sky, the sky is clear and clear, fascinating. ”

"Thank you, sir. Song Xingling had a childish smile on his face, and said with a little yearning in his eyes: "Students have longed for an idyllic and quiet life since they were young, not seeking glory and wealth, but seeking to have a grass and a tree as a companion, and read the sunset and sunrise with friends." ”

"Okay, although Song Gongzi is young, it is rare to be indifferent to fame and fortune in the world-" Although Qu Chuxian praised his words, he didn't necessarily appreciate it much, and after finishing a few words, he turned to look at the other two.

Listening to Song Xingling's idyllic poems, and then glanced at the first painting, this painting is not as simple as it seems, the height of the hanging moon in the sky represents the scene in the picture scroll is the three watches, and the owner of pastoral life has no intention of sleeping, pastoral life either expresses the emotion of carefree and indisputable, or expresses the emotion of being depressed and unwilling to have the world, and this painting obviously wants to express the former, so although Song Xingling's poems are good, they deviate from the idea of the picture scroll.

"My lord, I will write a poem with the second painting below, and ask a few adults to give me some advice. Ji Shuting, who had been silent for a long time, finally got something, and said in his mouth: "I am determined to go to the Golden Palace, full of complaints about the cold window; ”

The second painting is also a beautiful scene, but in the most inconspicuous place on the painting, there is a person sleeping, it can be seen that the painting is painted is this person's Huangliang dream, Ji Shuting just grasped the most important place, with Huangliang dream as a poem, satirizing some readers who can only have a sweet dream, his poem is chanted at will, not like Song Xingling has been repaired, simple and direct description of the common problems of people who read, think about reading for more than ten years, who can survive these ten years, many readers often dream about the cold window, dreaming of one day ascending to the court as an official, but this kind of dream is too much, people will also slack off, 'I don't know another day in the world' is actually an allusion to not being pragmatic, like a wall reed top-heavy.

Ji Shuting is a rare talent among these scholars, he can have the determination to abandon the pen and follow Rong, it can be seen that this person is not lacking in courage and courage, if Tang Wei can be cultivated well, he will be a pillar of the court in time, but this kind of talent, of course, is used by me first, and finding a talent in the poetry feast is much more meaningful than the entire ranking, and now Shen Feng lacks the most people, and the people who can be used by me, of course, the more the better.

Several judges were very satisfied with Ji Shuting's idea, and after appreciating and analyzing it, the evaluation was slightly inferior to Song Xingling, not that Ji Shuting was not as good as Song Xingling, but that Ji Shuting had no intention of composing poems, otherwise adding a few sentences describing the artistic conception of the poem to the poem could become a seven-character poem, and both the artistic conception and the intention could be better than Song Xingling.

In this way, only Shen Feng was left who had not yet read the poems, and everyone focused their eyes on him, Shen Feng said with a smile: "The so-called one woman can't marry two husbands, and the same painting can't follow two scholars, since Brother Song and Brother Ji compose poems with one or two pairs, then I will take the third painting as the title - I am fortunate to have the honor to write poems for the emperor's paintings, I am really lucky!"

Suddenly, hearing his words, the people under the high stage immediately exclaimed.

(There is also the last poem, I don't want to write poems anymore in the future, it is nerve-wracking and time-consuming, and I can't write a few words in a few days)