Chapter 421: The Poetry of Yongmei
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Wang Xiaofan simply obeyed this recitation emperor!
Nima, what kind of cheek is it to support you to be so narcissistic?
Are you still scared?
Your "special recitation skills" expression makes people almost doubt their lives after reading it!
However, Wang Xiaofan did not speak.
Although these three people are proud, and even the recitation emperor is still very narcissistic, but the name of "Chinese Three Talents", what to say, is indeed not blown out.
Yongxue Yongmei came easily, although it is not a masterpiece, but it can already be regarded as a first-class sentence.
If he didn't have a brain, he really couldn't compete with these three.
Wang Xiaofan didn't know, in fact, these three poems were studied and revised by the old professors of the Chinese Academy together, and they were naturally extremely good ancient poems.
Wang Xiaofan stood on the podium, nodded and said: "Although people are a little arrogant, poetry is indeed good poetry." ”
Ou Chen saw Wang Xiaofan nodding and commenting on their poems like a professor, and couldn't help but sneer: "It's your turn, hurry up and do it! Isn't it that the three of us are not qualified? If you can't do it, then step down quickly! Don't appear in a place where I can see it again!"
Seeing that Wang Xiaofan was reluctant to speak, Liang Yifeng and Chen He also showed disdain.
It's only the first round, but do you still use the remaining rounds?
However, Bai Lan saw that Wang Xiaofan was still that light-hearted, and couldn't help but wonder a little in her heart.
Why didn't Wang Xiaofan open his mouth yet?
Is he really unable to do it?
Wang Xiaofan looked at the students below and said with a smile: "I can't make a poem with plum characters......"
"Haha, I knew you were a mediocre man with no ink! You can see from the little white words you wrote! What kind of rubbish are they!" Ou Chen said disdainfully.
"If you can't do it, hurry down, if you stand in the Great Hall for a second, it's an insult to Royal Roads University and our people!" Chen He also scolded sharply.
"People like me who can compose poems and recite poetry are the only ones in a thousand miles! You, you should go back and study for a few more years, and then come and compete with us in poetry!" Liang Yifeng said narcissistically.
Looking at the three people who began to coax before he finished speaking, Wang Xiaofan shook his head helplessly and said: "The highest level of Yongmei poetry is that there is no plum in the poem, and there is plum in the meaning, don't you even understand this? I can't make poems with plum characters, but I can make Yongmei poems with more meaning than yours!"
"Don't be funny, it's the champion who really studied hard for ten years in ancient times, and I don't dare to say that Yongmei doesn't have the word Mei, you are a computer student, and you are so ashamed!" Liang Yifeng was both angry and funny.
Wang Xiaofan waved his hand, slowly paced a few steps in place, glanced at Bai Lan, gave her a confident smile, and then said: "Thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains carry white heads, and the heaven-given rouge wipes the cheeks." Yao asked where Zhulan Spring was, and the jade bone ice muscle was darkly fragrant. ”
"Good!"
This time, it was Xia Xue and Yu Mingming who took the lead in a group of beauties from the conservatory who stood up, shook the beautiful bodies that made the boys swallow their saliva, and shouted hello.
Bai Lan nodded with a flushed face and smiled and said, "What a poem! There is no plum character in the whole poem, but it is a plum in the snow." The perspective is from far to near, and the metaphor is pretty good. In this first round, I think Wang Xiaofan won, Mr. Luo, do you have any opinions?"
Luo Hao's face instantly turned ugly, but he knew that it was not advisable to do things in front of so many students.
After all, everyone is not a fool who doesn't know anything, they are all champions from all over the world, who does well and who does poorly, of course everyone knows in their hearts.
After the first round of poetry, the students of the Chinese Academy also whispered underneath.
Their opinion of Wang Xiaofan is much better.
After all, although they are proud, they still have a good impression of talented people.
However, Liang Yifeng, Ou Chen and Chen He were a little surprised.
This kid is pretty good!
Although the first round of questions was relatively simple, he was able to write a good poem that overwhelmed the three of them in a very short time.
The three of them finally began to face up to Wang Xiaofan's strength, and the contempt in their hearts disappeared after the first round.
They seem to have returned to the time when they had a poetry competition with ancient poets from all over the country.
The feeling of being slightly stressed, but which can make people's blood surge, appeared again.
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, knowing what each other was feeling.
"It's been a long time since I've met an opponent, this time, let's show our strength and have a good fight!" Liang Yifeng said loudly.
Seeing that the three of them were so motivated, Luo Hao was no longer depressed.
He is still very confident in the strength of the three.
As long as they can show their strength, Wang Xiaofan must not be an opponent!
Luo Hao stood up and said loudly: "In ancient times, all great poets and writers must love to drink. So in the second round, let's focus on 'wine'!"
After Bai Lan heard this, she despised Luo Hao even more.
This topic was again from last year's drinking competition!
He said it so high-soundingly, didn't he let Liang Yifeng and the three win?
Yes, ancient poets and writers did love to drink, but how many of today's students love to drink?
Even if it's drinking, it's beer at most, and other writers all drink good liquor, who has ever seen someone drink beer and write poetry?
But without waiting for Bai Lan to speak, Liang Yifeng couldn't wait to "pretend to look around at the scenery" and chanted: "I don't sleep on wine, and the flowers are stained with green clothes." Get drunk and look at the creek and moon, and the birds are still scarce. ”
If you throw away Liang Yifeng's chanting method like "high ~ tide", if you just look at this poem, it is really good.
Wouldn't it be a great thing in life to get up at night and drink wine and admire the moon in front of Huaxi?
Ou Chen also took it up and chanted: "If you want to pick flowers to make new wine, Jiangdong Yanbo is endless. Listening to the wind in front of the makeup mirror, half-covering his face is sad. ”
As soon as Ou Chen finished groaning, Bai Lan's face turned white.
This Ou Chen is even more shameless than Luo Hao.
This poem is obviously a resentment, and the artistic conception is much stronger than Liang Yifeng's.
And this poem was made by Bai Lan at the drinking poetry meeting last year, but I didn't expect Ou Chen to modify it slightly and use it as his own poem!
Chen He smiled slightly, and also recited confidently: "
Tea is also intoxicating, why do you need wine, why do you need flowers.
If the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, and if the flower is not charming, everyone is obsessed.
Yin into the white snow heart is like a plain, and the fragrance of plum blossoms is also clear.
In the past, Huansha hated today, and the jade people wished to go on a blind date.
”
As soon as his poem came out, even Bai Lan, who was still angry, couldn't help but shout "good"!
In terms of momentum and artistic conception, Chen He's poems are really much better than the previous two.