This means that Jiajun will not, a cup should be the Narcissus King. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Writing this, Huang Yifan stopped.

This poem became:

The morning sun welcomes the guests Yan Chonggang, and the evening rain leaves people into the drunken country.

This means that Jiajun will not, a cup should be the Narcissus King.

The meaning of this poem is that the morning welcomes the guests, and the morning sun stains the heavy mountains, but unfortunately it rains a little in the evening, and the guests drink and soon get drunk. It is precisely because the guests are drunk that they can't appreciate the beautiful scenery of the West Lake when it rains, and if you want to feel the beautiful scenery of paradise on earth, then you should pay a glass to the "Narcissus King" who guards the West Lake.

Although half of the poem does not appear in the word West Lake, the scenery he depicts completely points to the West Lake.

Especially the last sentence "A cup is the king of narcissus", this sentence is just a one, and some people who understand poetry and appreciate it screamed.

"Good, good poetry. ”

The Narcissus King is the god who guards the West Lake, and this myth has been passed down for thousands of years.

It can be said that almost everyone who has been to West Lake knows this story.

Unexpectedly, someone could apply this mythological allusion to ancient poems.

Moreover, it seemed that this person was younger than the Fang Xingjian just now.

No, it's more than that.

This person was not only younger than Fang Xingjian, but also seemed to have a temperament that completely surpassed Fang Xingjian.

If Fang Xingjian is the kind of talented and promising young man.

Then, the young man who wrote "A cup should be the king of narcissus", he is a master of the generation who has poetry and books but is introverted.

Uh, no, maybe not the masters.

Some people feel that they have used the wrong word, is it appropriate to call him a master at such a young age?

They originally wanted to change the word, but after thinking about it for a long time, they didn't know which adjective was more suitable for Huang Yifan.

It seems that in their hearts, they feel that Huang Yifan seems to be a master.

Just like Huang Yifan and Fang Xingjian standing together.

Originally, Fang Xingjian still had a compelling temperament, but under the influence of Huang Yifan, when you look at Fang Xingjian again, he has no temperament at all.

It's not that Fang Xingjian has lost his temperament, but under a peerless master, Fang Xingjian's temperament can no longer be exuded.

"Wow, it's so well written, I even quoted the Narcissus King into it, admire, admire. ”

"Who is this man, why haven't you seen it? How to look, he is more powerful than the lecturer of the Chinese Department of Yan University. ”

"I don't know, this can only be said, there is a mountain and a mountain high, and coming to West Lake today is an eye-opener. ”

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect that in addition to the beautiful scenery, there are such interesting things in West Lake. ”

Onlookers whispered.

Obviously, two comparisons. Although Fang Xingjian's West Lake promotional slogan is not bad, quoting words such as heaven and a dream on earth. However, compared to this beautiful rhyme poem of the Seven Absolute Rhythms, it is much worse. Especially the artistic conception of the last sentence "a cup is the king of narcissus", the artistic conception and allusion perfectly echo each other, which is very powerful.

The same is a reference to the classics.

One is also quoted, but only in general.

On the other hand, it has reached the height of the coexistence of beauty and artistic conception, and the flight of art and literature.

At this moment, even any one of them can tell the difference between the two of them.

However, the poem doesn't seem to be much more than that.

After this poem was written, someone suddenly shouted a little.

"It's raining. ”

Yes, when Huang Yifan was writing this poem, a little rain fell in the sky. However, it is the hottest time of June, and it was so hot that I didn't know where to go to cool off. Now it is raining a little, and everyone feels very cool, but no one has left.

However, the tourist clearly was alerting more than just rain.

"Don't you see the connection between this poem and the rain?"

After this sentence, everyone once again appreciated Huang Yifan's poem.

[Morning dawn welcomes guests Yan Chonggang, and the evening rain leaves people into the drunken countryside......]

Just a reading, a group of tourists suddenly realized.

"Understood. ”

"Haha, I see. ”

"It turns out that this cow man is writing poems on the spot. ”

The weather was fine just now, but it was raining in the blink of an eye.

Of course, there is nothing surprising about this, the weather in June can change.

It was normal for the sky to be clear just now, and it was normal for the clouds to be thick in the blink of an eye.

Even, the sky is sunny for a while, cloudy for a while, rainy for a while, and so on, which is perfectly normal.

However, such a normal weather was seized by the poet and written into the poem on the spot.

Some people have changed their eyes when they look at Huang Yifan at this time.

Oh, my God.

Is this still human?

Write poems on the spot.

This guy really writes poetry on the spot.

Not only is it present, but it's also so well written.

Oh my God......

Many tourists are already excited.

Just now, I was thinking about the comparison between Huang Yifan and Fang Xingjian, but now, what Fang Xingjian, what Yan University's lecturer, at this moment, Fang Xingjian is no longer even qualified to compare.

Is this even better?

The two are not in the same realm at all.

However, there was one problem that surprised them.

If Fang Xingjian doesn't even have the qualifications to compare, then who is this younger person in front of him?

You know, Fang Xingjian is a lecturer in the Chinese Department of Yan University.

The drama has become a little fast, and some people have already watched it a little silly.

Is this reality, or fiction, or is it a movie?

Mom, I just know now.

It turns out that reality is more exciting than fiction, and reality is more dramatic than movies.

"Teacher Fang, I don't know how well I wrote this poem, how does it compare to the advertising slogan you wrote?"

Putting the pen away and placing it on the pen holder, Huang Yifan looked at Fang Xingjian with a smile.

At this time, Fang Xing's sword heart was dripping blood, and his face suddenly didn't know where it was red.

If there was a hole in the ground, Fang Xingjian would definitely jump into it, and he wouldn't come out if he was killed.

However, in the end, he is still a lecturer at Yan University. Although he is arrogant, he still has some character. Although he only glanced at this poem, he knew that the poem written by Huang Yifan was better than his own propaganda slogan, and he didn't know how many times.

"Huang Yifan, you are amazing. ”

This time, Fang Xingjian lost completely.

Not to mention poetry.

Even if he deliberately wanted to embarrass Huang Yifan's calligraphy just now, he lost completely at this time.

"Excuse me, goodbye. ”

Didn't want to say anything more.

What more to say?

The longer he stayed here, the more embarrassed Fang Xingjian felt.

After admitting defeat, Fang Xingjian planned to leave.

It's just that, seeing this, Huang Yifan teased: "Teacher Fang, didn't you want to invite me to dinner, why did you leave so quickly." Could it be that you just fooled me?"

Fang Xingjian was stunned for a moment, almost fell to the ground, looked at Huang Yifan, and suddenly took out 1,000 yuan from his bag: "Huang Yifan, I will count, this 1,000 yuan is to invite you to dinner." ”

After speaking, Fang Xingjian never looked back, and he didn't know where he had gone in the blink of an eye.

Watching Fang Xingjian leave, Huang Yifan looked at the 1,000 yuan in his hand again, and said with some tears and laughter: "Am I blackmail?" (To be continued.) )