Chapter 367 [Qin Yuan Chun]
"I did write it, but it's very ordinary." Indeed, compared with Li Bai, Du Fu and Lu You, Zhang Jiuling's poems are very ordinary.
For Cai Yan, Wei Yan is not in a hurry, after all, there is still a year to go.
Moreover, there is not only one Cai Yan in the world, but also Huang Yueying, Da Qiao, and Xiao Qiao...... needs his love, and he can't snub those women who are obsessed with him because of this woman who doesn't have a good impression of him.
If you don't get it, it must be the best, Wei Yan is very skeptical, he thinks that Huang Yueying, Da Qiao, and Xiao Qiao, they are not inferior to Cai Yan in terms of appearance, and they are even better, the only gap may be that they do not have the temperament of a cold and lonely literary young woman on her.
But does Wei Yan really love that kind of temperament? From the bottom of his heart, he didn't love it.
Therefore, the more Wei Yan has contact with Cai Yan, the weaker his love for her becomes.
But the more Cai Yan came into contact with him, the deeper his good impression of him became, but Wei Yan didn't know it.
On that day, Cai Yan took the initiative to come to the General's Mansion and asked with a smile: "General, are there any new words recently?" ”
Wei Yan was expressionless, and said coldly: "There are no new words, only new poems!" ”
Cai Yan saw Wei Yan's cold expression, and his mood of excitement and anticipation suddenly sank, and he reluctantly smiled: "General, recite your new poem and let everyone enjoy it." ”
Wei Yan looked up at the sky, the autumn sun was shining, the blue sky was like washing, and a line of white cranes flew by under the clear sky, and remembered a poem by Liu Yuxi, a literati in the Tang Dynasty, so he said: "The name of my poem is "Autumn Words"! ”
Cai Yan asked in surprise, "Autumn words?" Didn't you say it's not a word, it's a poem? ”
"I have already said that this is the name of the poem," Wei Yan replied coldly, "Moreover, the word I created itself is a mixture of a five-character short sentence poem and a seven-character long verse, and the word is originally a poem, so there is no need to distinguish it so clearly!" ”
On this day, a meeting was being held in the palace of General Pingnan, and there were dozens of civil and military generals, and after the meeting, they all walked up to the high pavilion, ready to listen to Wei Yan's new poems.
Wei Yan has recently made a fortune, and every five days there is a masterpiece coming out, or poems or words, all of which are excellent masterpieces, and the civil and military generals are extremely fortunate to listen to Wei Yan's poems and lyrics, and they are those who have always despised Wei Yan's martial arts, and they have to admire Wei Yan's literary talent.
For a while, such a sentence was circulated: "If you don't see Wei Wenchang in your life, it is in vain to call you a poet immortal!" ”
Wei Yan leaned on the railing of the high pavilion, looked at a few white clouds floating in the clear sky, and a few lines of white cranes flew under the clouds, so he recited the autumn poem: "Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring." A crane in the clear sky is on the clouds, and it leads poetry to Bixiao. ”
When everyone heard this, they all clapped their hands and praised it.
Xu Shu smiled at Wang Cang: "Brother Zhongxuan, you have first-class literary talent, can you comment on this poem of the lord?" ”
Wang Cang said: "The essence of the sad autumn in ancient times is that people with lofty ideals are discouraged, disappointed in reality, and pessimistic about the future, so they only see depression in autumn, feel lonely, and lifeless. In response to this feeling of loneliness, the lord said that autumn is better than the spring when all things sprout and flourish, and that autumn is not lifeless, but very vibrant. Through the poem of the lord, it seems that you can see the white crane with its wings flapping its wings high, in the clear autumn sky, the clouds are straight up, vigorous and vigorous, and the ambition is promising. The whole poem is majestic, the artistic conception is magnificent, and it blends feelings, scenery and reason in one furnace, showing the lofty spirit and open mind of the lord, which is extraordinary! ”
Wang Cang's praise made Wei Yan a little embarrassed, but it was not easy to veto, because the comments were in place.
The military generals above the high pavilion were full of praise for the seven-character quatrain poem created by Wei Yan, especially Wei Yan's subordinates Tian Feng, Guo Jia and others, who saw Wei Yan's high-spirited spirit and open-mindedness from this poem, and admired Wei Yan even more.
Wei Yan is a guy who shines when he gives a little sunshine, and when he saw that everyone was full of praise for this poem, he laughed loudly: "Although this poem is good, it is dwarfed by my poem." ”
Cai Yanjiao said angrily: "General, didn't you just say that there are only new poems, no new words?" ”
"You know that's what I just said, just now, now now!" Wei Yan said coldly: "Now that I have inspiration, I can recite it to everyone, isn't it?" ”
Although Wei Yan's tone was cold and his expression was indifferent, he didn't lack any etiquette that should be done, but the etiquette he showed in front of Cai Yan seemed to be a courtesy to a stranger or a person who wasn't real.
Cai Yan was sullen, pouting and sitting there, unable to say anything.
Wang Cang praised loudly: "The lord said before that he had a good hand, and today he said it at his fingertips, the two words complement each other, and it can be seen that the lord's official speech is very profound, and he can control the rhetoric as he likes, naturally and fluently!" ”
"I'm a little too long in poetry, it's just a matter of accumulation and mastery." Wei Yan inadvertently uttered two unfamiliar words.
"Accumulation? In his element? Lord, what do these two words mean? Wang Cang shook his head and asked.
Wei Yan explained: "Thick accumulation refers to a large amount of full savings, thin hair refers to a small amount, slowly released, thick accumulation, in my opinion, it is to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, accumulate poetry materials, and then touch the scene, a little expression is a masterpiece." For example, if I am not good at singing, I will not do songs, I will not be good at four-word style, I will not do four-word ancient style, I create seven-word quatrains, I create long and short sentences, because these are familiar to me. ”
Wang Cang said with a smile: "No wonder you can get it with your skill, it turns out that it is the result of your accumulation and mastery!" Today's conversation with the lord made his subordinates suddenly! ”
Xu Shu said with a smile: "Brother Zhongxuan, let's listen to the lord's new words now, I can't wait!" ”
Wei Yan stood on the city of Anyi at this time, at the foot of Taihang Mountain, the large red maple forest by the Yellow River (called the big river at this time), and pointed to the big river surging eastward, and saw that everyone looked in the direction of his finger, so he recited the famous "Qinyuan Spring": "In the cold autumn of independence, the big river goes east, and the city of Anyi is headed." Look at the mountains red all over, the forests are dyed; The river is clear and transparent, and hundreds of boats compete for the stream. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish soars to the shallow bottom, and all things are free in the frost sky. Confused, ask the vast earth, who is the master of ups and downs? Bring hundreds of couples to travel, reminiscing about the past eventful years. Just a young classmate, in his prime; The scholar was angry and scolded Fang Xuan. Pointing to the country, inspiring words, the dung was ten thousand households. Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the stream, the waves curb the flying boat? ”
After reciting "Qinyuan Chun'anyi", Wei Yan took advantage of the shock brought to them by this poem, Wei Yan said loudly: "Everyone, do you still remember your ideals when you were young and studying? ”