Chapter Seventy-Five: The Wind and Rain, the Waves and the Sand
Many people say that Li Chencan is an unborn genius, and at first this statement was scoffed at by everyone, but now, no one questions it.
Songs, test scores, poems, ......
He is a rising star, dazzling beyond the imagination of many people.
And now, everyone is looking forward to another thing related to him.
That is Li Chencan's poems in the Ancient Poetry and Literature Competition.
Previously, the Ancient Poetry Contest Association and Li Chencan himself had already admitted that among the top 30 poems in this year's Imperial Ancient Poetry Competition, one of them belonged to Li Chencan. However, at that time, only his name was announced, and his poems were not published.
Now, it's time for everything to be revealed.
The top 30 poems will be released at half past twelve at noon on Monday, so many people are actually waiting in front of the computer for the official website of the Ancient Poetry Association to refresh, because everyone is too curious about how good Li Chencan's poems are this time.
Li Chencan can write poems and lyrics, which can be seen from the best poem in the college entrance examination "Farewell to the Joyful Migration of the Warbler", but this time his poems are of a higher level, and he can directly enter the top 30 of the ancient poetry competition! The poems that can enter the top 30 of the Ancient Poetry Contest will definitely be quite good, and may be better than "Happy Migration Warbler: Farewell".
"Why haven't you shown up yet?" Among the many admirers of Li Chencan, Li Xiaochan is one of the more die-hard ones, especially after "East Wind Breaks", he actually became a brain-dead fan of this young man who is six years younger than himself! He felt that he was also a student who graduated from a regular famous university, and it was a bit shameless to like Li Chencan so much, but he was relieved when he heard that many people around him also liked Li Chencan.
No wonder everyone likes him!
Now, Li Xiaochan is anxiously refreshing the official page of the Imperial Ancient Poetry Competition, waiting for the update at half past twelve...... He couldn't wait to see Li Chencan's work.
"Brothers, have you refreshed it over there?" Li Xiaochan was a little too annoyed, so he asked directly on Feixun.
"My refresh came out...... Damn, you really should worship this poem! You sissy lacks such a heroic spirit! One of his buddies said, "...... I don't even know what's going on, but when I read this poem, I suddenly felt like my chest was on fire, and there was fire everywhere...... I just got up and walked two laps before I calmed down. ”
"Is that an exaggeration?" Although he thinks that Li Chencan is a brainless fan, Li Xiaochan still expressed his disbelief in his buddy's exaggerated words.
"If you don't believe me, just look at it...... Don't scare the pee out of that momentum later! I've heard that the style of writing can be terrifying! Be careful not to be intimidated. Another buddy said to Li Xiaochan in the Feixun group.
Li Xiaochan's heart was itching, but he didn't know what was going on on his side, and he didn't refresh Li Chencan's poems for a long time.
"Hurry up for me!" Thinking of the comments of a few buddies, Li Xiaochan was anxious, and finally, the page was refreshed! He directly and selectively swept past everyone else, but specifically found Li Chencan's name and saw the name of this poem - "Lang Tao Sha Beidaihe".
In the past ten years, the high school graduates of the empire have received relatively systematic training in poetry, so everyone is still very sensitive to good poetry and good words.
Li Xiaochan couldn't wait to watch it...... Suddenly, he also felt the kind of liliang that his buddy said! It was as if the blood in his chest was ignited, and his blood vessels were hot!
He seemed to be standing on the edge of Beidaihe at the turn of summer and autumn, seeing the wind and rain, the waves surging, and Beidaihe set off shocking waves! And a thousand years ago, when Jieshi was in the east, Wei Wu whipped him, and a million troops rolled like a stream, and he was involved in the monstrous murderous aura!
Li Xiaochan couldn't help the uneasy excitement in his heart, stood up, and couldn't help but read out loud in his mouth: "The heavy rain falls on Youyan, the white waves are surging, and there are fishing boats outside Qinhuangdao." I can't see an ocean, who do you know? The past is more than a thousand years, Wei Wu whipped the whip, and there is a posthumous chapter in the east of Jieshi. The bleak autumn wind is now again, and the world has changed! ”
The natural landscape at the beginning, the white waves are surging, the rain falls on the swallows, making people feel that the sound of the rain is like a drum like an arrow, and the sound of the waves is like a thunder like a mountain, surging! "Heavy rain" and "white waves", a fly down, a rise, touch each other, and the wind roars, sweeping the clouds and rain, fueling the waves, really called a sound and shape, the weather is majestic!
This even made the fishing boats outside Qinhuangdao disappear! Disappeared into the magnificent water and sky. Here, Li Chencan uses small lining to make the image of the boat in a vast and huge space, and then renders the majesty and fierceness of the "white waves", so that Li Xiaochan feels the indisputable, vast and chaotic, and unprecipitated scene in the wind and rain of Beidaihe, and a deep sense of the universe follows.
Then, from the scenery to the feelings, more than a thousand years ago, Cao Cao climbed the Jieshi Mountain and wrote 'the east is on the Jieshi Mountain to view the sea...... The autumn wind is bleak, the waves are surging' immortal poems, and then, he fought in the south and the north, rode horses and whips, and the whole country was under his gaze, and now it has changed the world, and it is another world......
This kind of momentum, this kind of mind, Wang Yang is unbridled and arrogant!
Li Xiaochan couldn't help but be so excited by this momentum that he had goosebumps! He felt as if he was holding a sword in his hand, standing by the Beidaihe River, maybe with a wave of his hand, there would be a sword aura rising to the sky!
"This song is really cool!" Li Xiaochan barely calmed down his mood, and immediately typed in the Feixun group: "I really feel that there is a spirit rushing out of my body, and I can't stop it!" ”
"Of course, that's why it's a good song. Li Chencan's word is really well written......"
"Did he really see the wind and rain in Beidaihe? Otherwise, how could there be such feelings? ”
"I'm thinking, how ambitious is he in his heart to write such unbridled words?"
…… Not only is Li Xiaochan's circle of friends discussing Li Chencan's "Lang Tao Sha Beidaihe", in fact, there are many places where the word is written at the symposium, and many people have no way to suppress their excitement after seeing this poem, and they are expressing their opinions on the Internet.
Suddenly, Li Chencan became the focus of everyone's eyes again, and at the same time, his words became the most sought after words in this ancient poetry contest without any suspense.
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