Chapter 1799 Poetry and Wine Take Advantage of the Passing Year (Ask for Flowers, Ask for Subscription)

Li Lao and others said: "To tell the truth, we are very ashamed, we do know very little about these ancient geographical knowledge, compared to Xiao Zhang, we are not as good as ourselves." Please search ()! The fastest updated novel"

Ding Lao said: "The reason why Xiao Zhang's traditional cultural skills are so powerful is not achieved overnight, which is closely related to his family environment and education. Since he was a child, he has been studying Chinese medicine and ancient culture from his grandfather, who is known as the old master, and this kind of condition cannot be compared with him. Therefore, anyone who has great knowledge of ancient knowledge, including poetry and songs, must have his profound cultural accumulation as support. ”

Zou Jiadong said: "Xiao Zhang listened to everyone's comments on this Fu, and said with a modest smile: I said everyone, don't talk about my topic anymore, Su Shi once said, 'And wait for Yuan Mingfu to return, and take advantage of the poetry and wine to pass the year', just now the theme of our poem is Lu cuisine snacks, and now we will take wine and wine as the theme, come to a few wine poems, how about taking advantage of the passing year?" After listening to Xiao Zhang's proposal, Zheng Lao and the others immediately chimed in: Okay, how can there be no wine poetry on this occasion? Mr. Zhang, you can come up with the rules. Xiao Zhang said: Our principles are still the same as just now, regardless of the subject matter, poetry and songs, vernacular writing, and smooth talk. Which god takes the lead, let's have a song first? The young poet Nan Dao was eager to try: "Brother Zhang, I'm not good at ancient style poetry, so I'll have a vernacular poem "Roses and Wine". Xiao Zhang said: Okay! In fact, vernacular poems are well written, and they are also very beautiful, and my vernacular poems are written like this: It's not that we have too much distress, but that our minds are not open enough. It's not that there is too little happiness, it's that we don't know how to live yet. The enemy is not far away, and when the enemy learns to receive the cold hatred, when he is most sorrowful, he writes a poem. When you're happy, sing a song. No matter what falls from the sky, life is always beautiful. How beautiful! This kind of vernacular poetry, for the public, is pleasing to hear, close to life, unpretentious, easy to understand and easy to learn, because there is no more attention and restrictions, it is easy to popularize among the masses, and in time, vernacular poetry will surely occupy a place in the Chinese world. Brother Nandao, hurry up and send your roses and serve your beautiful bar. Nan Dao said: Well, everyone, my poem is like this: Roses and wine are the ones that make the color of the red. The feud is not alone, and the battle feather of the moon is like your delicateness, which is fermenting and precipitating. It is impossible to tell whether the wine is blood or flower petals, and there is no difference between roses and red wine. Flowers and wine are placed on your lips and a hint of talking is gently brushed away. The heart is drunk, the heart is hurting, the heart is moving, the rose is in love with the wine, and the ice cubes are blooming in the wine. After listening to Nandao's poem, Zhang Zheng said: "Although I don't know the meaning of Nandao's poem, I feel that the wording and artistic conception of the poem are still very beautiful, praise one!" Wang Xiaoni said: "Nandao's big brother's poems always reveal an abstraction, a pathos, a cynicism, and this one is no exception, in fact, I still like your song "Let's go": Let's go, the fallen leaves blow into the deep valley, but the song has no home. Let's go, the moonlight on the ice, has overflowed from the river. Let's go, eyes looking at the same sky, heart beating the drum of twilight. Let's go, the hatred is far away, Sun Chamo is lonely, we haven't lost our memory, let's go to find the lake of life. Let's go, the road is full of red poppies. After listening to this poem, Zhang Zheng smiled and said: This poem is indeed good, it is catchy when recited, and the rhyme is also very good, but I don't know if I have a problem with my comprehension ability, or my intelligence is not high, anyway, I still don't understand the meaning of this poem. Wang Xiaoni explained: Brother Zhang, it's not that you don't understand, it's that the world is changing too fast, and most of the poems of Gu Chengduoduo Huhai and others in Nandao are speculative and explore social issues with a combination of metaphors and symbols, so they are called hazy poets. If you are not too familiar with the Chinese society, it will be difficult to understand their poems. After listening to Wang Xiaoni's explanation, Xiao Zhang Zhang Zheng smiled and said: Haha, I see, I am lonely and unheard, and I have too little knowledge, if I have the opportunity and time, I will also try to learn this style of poetry. Which of the following gods will present another song to help everyone's fun? Mr. Zheng said: Mr. Xiao Zhang, I will try to make a small poem of "Moutai Song" with the theme of Moutai to help everyone have fun. Since I haven't made ancient poems for a long time, the shortcomings, please give me more valuable opinions, and now I ask you to listen to it: Moutai Wine Yongjie Yuanke Ke Complex Hate Mo Leng Master to make trouble next door to the three drunk, rain over the bottle of ten miles. A drop of Moutai moistens the lungs, and the empty cup is still full of room fragrance. After listening to Zheng Lao's poem, Zhang Zheng said: Zheng Lao's seven-character quatrain ancient style poem is great, the whole poem vividly describes the unique charm and characteristics of Moutai, a gust of wind blows, and the aroma of Moutai drifts into the neighbor's house with the wind, which makes the neighbor dazed. After the rain, the sky is clear, the air is fresh, and the fragrance of Moutai can be fragrant for ten miles, Moutai is really worthy of being the national liquor of our Huaxia country and the world's best wine. Li Ji said: Xiao Zhang, don't patronize and comment on other people's poems, you can also write a poem about fine wine to help everyone's fun. Xiao Zhang said: Okay, this time I won't write ancient style poems, I will also learn to have a vernacular poem, but my vernacular poems are not as profound as Nandao Big Brother, they are the kind of white, everyone listen well: the magic of wine is like water, and the fire King Kong is drunk with fire. Cao Gong was drunk and sighed how to solve his worries, only Du Kang. Taibai drank too much, so he was drunk, and he didn't know where it was. Chinese New Year's Eve reunion, cups full of hope. Relatives and friends get together, and the smell of wine wafts through the lamp. In the mall, a wine glass is better than a seal; In the officialdom, Moutai overwhelmed the party constitution...... The rich raise their glasses, their voices are lustful, and their lives are comfortable. The poor drink bitterly, quench their fatigue, and sleep at dawn. Old wine, old wine, old wine, old wine. You give joy and strength, you give pain and sorrow. Life is like a glass of liquor. Sometimes it is spicy and tearful, sometimes it smells everywhere. Ladies and gentlemen, do you want to be a coward, or do you want to be a hooligan? After listening to Xiao Zhang's poem, the men present said in unison: We don't do anything! Literary critic General Liu Shaodong commented: Haha! Brother Zhang's vernacular poems, although they have not reached the height of perfection, are absolutely unique and extraordinary. Not only are the words brilliant, but also full of humor. Source of this book/book/html/21/21967/index.html