Seeing this scene, Sun Hao, who was standing on the side, already knew that this was the correct posture after reading this poem!

No problem at all!

This poem is not a children's rhyme, but "Mountaineering" written by Tang Bohu, a genius in Jiangnan in the Ming Dynasty:

One up and one up and one up and one up to the high mountain.

Raise your head to the red sun and white clouds, and look at the four seas and lakes.

The first two sentences write that they are stepping up the mountain, climbing the steps, implying that they are vulgar, and the last two sentences are written with a turn of the pen, writing what they see when they climb the heights, and they look up to the heavens and the earth, so that the realm of the poem is suddenly open and magnificent.

Although the front is as plain as water, the back is majestic and exciting.

This "Mountaineering", although it does not conform to the rhythm of quatrains, is an excellent ancient style poem, and it is also a typical reverse elegiac poem.

What is Reverse Elegy?

Beginning with a plain and simple sentence, followed by a sudden turn of the pen, and ending with a sentence full of deep meaning or affection, to enhance the style of the whole poem, this technique is called "reverse reversal".

What is a pretending poem?

Who is Tang Bohu? The first of the four great talents in Jiangnan!

If such a poem he wrote can't shock the few old men in front of him, then Sun Hao can go directly to the live broadcast to eat Xiang.

At this time, Gongsun Yang was already scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry, and he also wanted to squeeze in to see what was written in the last two sentences, but the place was so big, Xu Bowen was a fat man, and one person accounted for most of the position, plus Old Man Ma and Lu Hai were so blocked, he couldn't squeeze in at all.

At this time, Old Man Ma and the others had already come to their senses, and they all turned around and looked at Sun Hao who was standing aside with complicated eyes.

Gongsun Yang took the opportunity to push Lu Hai aside with his shoulder, looked at it carefully, and then, like the old man Ma before, he didn't straighten up for a long time......

Old Man Ma let out a long breath of turbid air and asked, "Sun Hao, this poem was really written by you casually?"

Xu Bowen and Lu Hai had wanted to ask for a long time, but when they saw that Old Man Ma had asked in advance, they immediately pricked up their ears and listened seriously.

"It's really not just a random thing. ”

Old Man Ma and the others glanced at each other and breathed a long sigh of relief, fortunately it was not made up casually, if this kid could make up a poem casually to reach the current level, then the experts and scholars up and down the Shenlong Kingdom, as well as professors or something, don't do it, go home and sell sweet potatoes.

With the high salary given by the state and enjoying such a high salary, what you write is not as good as a small poem written by a freshman student, are you embarrassed to eat and drink in this position?

Fuck off!

Sun Hao glanced at Old Man Ma and the others, smiled, and continued: "This is what I wrote about playing when I was climbing the mountain with my classmates when I was in my third year of high school. ”

When Old Man Ma and the others heard this, their chests felt like they had been hit hard, and they almost couldn't get up in one breath, and they felt extremely uncomfortable.

When I was a junior in high school, I wrote about playing......

Written to play ......

Playing ......

You're MMP!

You might as well just say that you just made it up, when you wrote a poem for fun in your third year of high school, you can reach the point in front of you, if you think about it seriously now, write a poem seriously, is it going to break through the sky?

"You ......"

Looking at Sun Hao's innocent and smiling face, Old Man Ma is okay, he has already seen Sun Hao pretending to be forced once, and his heart is secretly cool, hehe, now, Old Man Xu, they can bear it.

Yes, Xu Bowen and Lu Hai were so uncomfortable that they really wanted to jump up and scold Sun Hao, can you not pretend to be forced?

This poem is already very pretended, you have to pretend to be forced again, this still makes people live?

But they can't scold them, they are also people who have been professors for decades, how can they hurt people? This kind of insulting thing is absolutely not allowed to be done!

There was no way, the two of them had to take a deep breath, one after another, so as to exsaliate this depressed breath in their hearts, otherwise, they would really hold back the problem.

Old Man Ma and the others relieved themselves, and Gongsun Yang also woke up from the shock of the last two lines of poetry, this time, his face was not as dark and ugly as before, but it was slightly pale, and his lips were shaking.

"The afterlife is terrible!

Gongsun Yang glanced at Sun Hao with a complicated expression, and saw that there was no expression of excitement or pride on his face, and his heart was even more panicked.

He couldn't help but shout in his heart, stinky boy, write such awesome words, such awesome poems, you have a little reaction, how can you be so calm? Even if you show a trace of pride, I can comfort and comfort myself, proud and arrogant people, there will be no great achievements in the future!

But now you're like you've never done anything, what are you going to do with me? I'm feeling so bad, do you know?

Gongsun Yang was of course very uncomfortable, at the beginning, he questioned what Sun Hao wrote, what "one on the top and one on the mountain, one on the mountain", like a children's rhyme, more like a smooth mouth, who knows that the last two sentences of the people suddenly protruded, which made the style of the whole poem suddenly rise to the peak, and then, he was slapped in the face.

Is there such a play?

No one has ever played like this!

But I was played by others!

also laughed at others, but was slapped in the face!

Do you want this old face in the future? Gongsun Yang felt very sad in his heart, as if he had never been so aggrieved in his life, and he was about to grow old, but he was played miserably by a little kid who was less than twenty years old and had not grown his hair.

Several old men had complicated thoughts, and one by one they were silent, and they didn't even bother to speak.

At this moment, Xu Bowen glanced at the words hanging on the wall, and suddenly shouted: "Hey, no, Sun Hao, the writing on this wall is obviously written in cursive, but what you are writing now is in cursive!"

The big guy was stunned, that's right, the cursive script on the wall, and the line script on the table, these are two calligraphy fonts!

"This doesn't seem to prove that the writing on the wall is written by you, right?" Lu Hai looked at Sun Hao with a smile, he became much kinder at this time, and when he first entered the door, he didn't smile at Sun Hao.

"Even if the words on the wall were not written by Sun Hao, this pair of calligraphy on this table is enough to prove that his calligraphy level is not inferior to that of any calligrapher in China!" Although Gongsun Yang has planted a heel in Sun Hao's body several times, he still has his own code of conduct, and at the critical moment, he came out to say a word for Sun Hao.

"That's it, this book is also first-class!" Xu Bowen nodded, and planned to turn this one over, it's already rare for people to be so powerful.

"So you old men want to read the cursive script I wrote?" Sun Hao nodded with a smile and said, "I know too much, I really didn't pay attention to this all of a sudden!

Several old men rolled their eyes in unison.

MMP! inadvertently let this stinky boy pretend to be a force again!