Everyone knows that Su Huai has just been released from the hospital, his physical condition is not good, and it is appropriate to walk slowly, even if the judges see that he is deliberately delaying time, it is not easy to stop it.

After all, in the history of the Taishan Poetry Society, there was once a 73-year-old poet in the North Korean team, and when he went up this ladder, he walked for 40 minutes......

In comparison, Su Huai must be fine for half an hour.

Although this is still in an extremely disadvantageous position, it is not too unprepared.

But when everyone came up with ideas, Su Huai kept looking at the top of the mountain with his eyes, as if he was deaf, and walked in the direction of the steps to the sky.

But everyone saw that his steps were vain, and he was clearly being strong, and secretly said in his heart, no, although Ji Qiaoqiao's idea is good, but I am afraid that Su Huai's altitude sickness is still very serious, and if the time drags on too long, I am afraid that he will not be able to support it......

What can I do?

"Brother Xiao Su~" Ji Qiaoqiao wanted to step forward and hold him, but found that Su Huai's eyes didn't look at her side, and he only felt that there was an unprecedented momentum on him, which made Ji Qiaoqiao's heart flutter.

At this moment, Su Huai was engrossed in the golden top of Mount Tai and didn't hear their words at all......

Seeing Su Huai walking up and standing in front of the steps, the white-haired Dongshan Ji saw that his face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was still sweating slightly, and he couldn't help but remind in an indifferent tone:

"Teacher Xiao Su, don't be reluctant, you can't win this time, someone has already told me about the topic this time before the game. ”

Dongshan Jigui is one of the three major masters in the world's literary world, and he has already jumped out of the category of poets and concentrated on presiding over the affairs of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, but this incident has too much impact, and the high-level of the Federation of Literary Circles took 60 Grade A poets to the Chamber of Commerce building to beg him, and he agreed to help, and he also wanted to see if this young man was as magical as the legend.

And in order to ensure that he won this competition, he also bought several judges to secretly manipulate and get the candidate questions for this final in advance, not for himself, but for his national honor, so he had to win this game.

So he deliberately used words to provoke Su Huai, wanting to disturb his thoughts.

Su Huai looked indifferent, deaf to him, and just looked at the top of Mount Tai in his eyes.

This shot was captured by the camera about the demeanor of the two people, which immediately aroused the anger of the audience, and they couldn't help but scold.

"This guy is really rude!"

"Bastard! ”

"Teacher Dongshan cares about him, he still looks down on people, who does he think he is?"

"This man is not worthy to be a poet at all. ”

In the noise, Su Huai ignored it and took the lead on the steps.

He looked up at the two emperors of Yan and Huang in the high place, the huge stone statue that towered into the clouds, and remembered the disaster that this Huaxia had experienced in this time and space, and he couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.

He was originally just an ordinary student who loved to complain, but now he embarked on this path that he had never thought of, and he couldn't help but sigh in his chest, and walked up with a folding fan in his hand while looking up, while reading leisurely:

"Song of Mount Tai" ......"

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, Dongshan Ji under the steps to the sky was also slightly surprised, in the face of the sudden double poem question, this young man didn't even have to think, just write a poem?

Brother Hai, Gu Rang, Ren Na and others even thought that Su Huai was crazy, why didn't he follow the plan?

Why do you have to compose poems so quickly?

Could it be that Su Huai's body really couldn't support it anymore and was about to fall?

Countless thoughts flashed through everyone's minds, but no matter how they thought about it, it was a big deal.

But just when they were anxious, Su Huai's leisurely voice came from bottom to bottom, as if floating from the sky.

"I don't see the ancients before...... I don't see the one who came after ......"

Everyone was stunned, and the Japanese poets in the audience also showed a hint of surprise in their expressions, this young man is really a big mouth...

These two sentences clearly mean that throughout the thousand-year history, no one can compare with you, does this young man really regard the world as nothing?

Just thinking like this, Su Huai's last two lines of poetry came slowly: "Thinking of the world and the world, I am alone and crying......"

Dongshan Ji couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and muttered in a low voice: "Good poetry... It's crazy...... So proud ......"

Good spirit...... Not only throughout the millennium, but also feel that the world is long, and no one is qualified to talk to you?

As soon as these two lines of poetry were read, the scene was suddenly boiling, and the Chinese audience was clapping and shouting, "Teacher Su is so courageous!"

But the poets and audiences in other countries were furious, and they all gritted their teeth with hatred.

Even if you Su Huaitian is a genius, you will not be arrogant to this point, at this moment you are not as good as Dongshan Ji's achievements, not to mention that you are still feverish, you may become the greatest and only, but not yet.

"I don't see the ancients before...... I didn't see anyone who came after...... Thinking of the world and the world, I was alone and wept ......"

This is the realm of solitude and defeat in the heavens and the earth, you ...... Su Huai doesn't deserve to say that!

You haven't won yet, so you are ashamed to recite this kind of poem, which is clearly based on the three major poets present in the book, and the 61 first-class poets in the book.

Although Su Huai won two preliminaries, the poets were still unconvinced.

Because of the ancient poems, they said that in the eyes of the poets, there are three realms from easy to difficult.

The first realm is to describe the existing stories, story poems, the characters and scenes in the stories are prescribed, and it is easiest to grasp the context, just like "The Rise and Fall of the Sword Fu" has various historical stories as the background, which is easy to stir people's hearts, but it is also the simplest poetic realm.

The second realm is event poems, which use objects to describe the emotions of the poet at a time and moment, such as admiring the moon, drinking alcohol, and looking at flowers, which are easy to resonate with people and rejuvenate emotions, but it is much more difficult than story poems.

Su Huai's "Will Enter the Wine" is undoubtedly the pinnacle of it.

And the last realm is also recognized as the highest peak poetry in the ancient poetry world, that is, "landscape poetry".

Because the landscape is inherently dead, and does not contain meaningful dynamics, thousands of years are there, spring goes to autumn, the scene is fixed, and there is no story background to set off, the poet must have a great mind, inject his own emotions and spirit into it, and push the mood with the scene, in order to make a work that will last through the ages.

Su Huai has never written a good "landscape poem", how can he vainly claim to be "the ancients who have not seen before, and those who have not seen the future" in front of the "landscape poets"? )