Li Dao looked at it, thought for a moment, and said, "In this way, let's take snow as the theme." ”

Liu Zijun was secretly happy, and when he was drinking and having fun outside, he thought of a wonderful sentence, which was exactly what described the snow scene, so he volunteered: "Since this is the case, let's come first." ”

"Brother Liu, please." A few talented people gave their hands to salute. After Liu Zijun returned the salute, he walked to the window, pushed the half-hidden window open, and chanted: "Six out of the flutter and nine nights, no one falls in the middle of the night." Plum blossoms contain stamen first inherit jade, I don't know that the gods can be clothed. ”

"Haha, Brother Liu is really smart. This verse is a second, it is really a second. ”

Li Dao sat on the seat, pondered carefully, nodded and praised: "The artistic conception is there, and this refining character still needs some effort." Liu Zijun bowed his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you Elder Li for your compliment." ”

"Since Brother Liu has groaned, then he will be ugly." Han Zhong arched his hand and said, "Li Shibo wants to mention something." Han Zhong paced back and forth in the room for a few steps, and said slowly: "The eyes are refreshing and translucent, and the pretense is not the same exquisite bundle. It is not said that there are nine days under the earth, only looking for winding ordinary roads. ”

Liu Zijun shook his head and muttered: "Brother Han only has four sentences, and he vividly depicts the winding road of snow falling, which is really wonderful!" Han Zhong said modestly: "Where can I compare to Brother Liu's sentence that I don't know that the gods can have a sense of meaning, and I am ashamed and ashamed." ”

Sun Chengzong motioned for Sun Yi and Li Yuhuan to sit down, talking about the matters to be paid attention to when going to sea, Yang Fan drank wine, listening to these talented people acting coquettishly and boasting about themselves. The rest of Hong Yutao also made a poem: "The sun is hidden in the green mountains and the fog is hidden in the peaks, and the broken flowers are in the air." The first snow flies in the mountain city of Yanbei, sprinkling another winter in the world. ”

As soon as Yang Fan heard it, he knew that it had been done a long time ago, and he didn't break it, and drank straight away. Li Dao nodded in approval and said: "Several people have deep skills, and the future is terrifying!" ”

"Your Excellency has won the prize." Liu Zijun secretly glanced at Yang Fan on the side, rolled his eyes, and said, "I don't know what guidance Lord Yang has, I will listen to it." He knew that this Yang Fan was born in Jiangmen, and deliberately wanted to test and tempt, and by the way, let this Yang Fan, who was disrespectful and despise Confucianism, be a little ugly in front of the two adults.

"Not bad." Yang Fan replied lightly. People are difficult to dismantle, and they have no grievances with these people in the past, so they naturally can't be more serious. Han Zhong said with a smile: "Lord Yang is not perfunctory, although the requirements for impromptu poems are not strict, but they are more or less flawed. Just now, Li Lao raised a little, you are not bad, but it seems too perfunctory. ”

Yang Fan secretly slandered to himself, people are cheap like this, saying that you are good, you can get it, and kicked your nose in the face, and insisted that Lao Tzu would scold you, so he said: "Since Liu Gongzi has said so, I will comment on a few words below." This choice of words and sentences, a few people are better than me, and they will not get a big axe in front of Luban, let's talk about this artistic conception. What is poetry, the ancients chanted poetry, but to express their own inner feelings, to use the scenery to express lyricism, and to support the words and aspirations. The words spoken by several people are excellent, but this artistic conception is still on the snow, without self-emotional sustenance, and it is difficult to resonate. In other words, it is just for the sake of the subject, not out of my own will. ”

Li Dao raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yang Fan. The most fundamental reason why it is difficult for that kind of genius to appear since the Song and Ming Dynasty is still pointed out by Yang Fan. Essay for the sake of composition, what does it mean, it is the originator of exam-oriented education. The Eight Shares are not allowed to discuss the government and current affairs, and the scope is limited to the content of the Four Books and the Five Classics and the commentaries. In this way, it is bound to be narrow-minded and difficult to open up. It is difficult to produce great writers like Ouyang Xiu and Su Shi, let alone poets like Li Bai and Du Mu.

"What Lord Yang said is reasonable." Li Dao nodded, "But these people can do this to this point, which is also remarkable, and when they have enough understanding, they can integrate all kinds of life into poetry, and they can also gradually get better and enter the room." ”

Sun Chengzong said: "That's not what I said, this style of poetry was formed when he was young, Su Xin's style of words is bold, Liu Yong is graceful, which one is not talented as a teenager?" This composition is easy to compose and difficult to compose, so it's just that. To put it bluntly, a few people can't jump out of a vulgar word. ”

Liu Zijun was stunned for a moment, and said: "Since the lord can point out the shortcomings of the few of us, he must also be talented, so why don't you make a song too, and we can be regarded as throwing bricks and jade." Liu Zijun is a little unhappy in his heart, the poems he wrote are not words and words, but they can be regarded as flat rhyme and foot matching, or it can be said that they do not fall into success, but they have become tacky poems in the mouths of Yang Fan and Sun Chengzong, and they are really unwilling.

Although Han Zhong and Hong Yutao did not speak, it was not difficult to see that they were arrogant, and they were said to be worthless by Sun Chengzong and Yang Fan, and their faces naturally couldn't be hung up. After three rounds of drinking, Yang Fan's face was also a little ruddy, looking at the static snow scene outside the window, he stood up and said with a smile: "Since several people have said so, I will also offer a lot of ugliness in the next." Just now Sun Lao mentioned several masters of filling in words, so I will fill in a song in the next one. ”

Yang Fan held the wine jug, stood in front of the window railing, and groaned with feeling: "The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow." The beginning of Mao's words is magnificent, just like the bold faction of Su Xin and the others, that heroism.

Sun Chengzong's eyes lit up, and he nodded and said, "What a scene!" At the beginning of this, it is magnificent, and the old man wants to see how you can go to the next level. "The ancients wrote poems, generally from the small to the big, from things and people, emotions are also sublimated step by step, not only poems, but also composition, all pay attention to the sublimation of the theme.

"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only reckless; Up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging. Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test. It must be a sunny day, and look at the red dress, which is extraordinarily enchanting. "Qinyuan is in spring, the big pen is laid out, the combination of virtual and real, it reads like climbing to the top of the mountain, looking at the heroism of the end of the world.

As soon as Shang Yun was finished, Li Dao and Sun Chengzong nodded in approval: "A good one wants to compete with Tiangong." But from this Shangyun, the heavy snow is vividly depicted, Yang Fan, I didn't expect your lyrics to have such a high level. ”

Han Zhong saluted and said: "The lord is heroic in filling in the words, this Qinyuan Spring has filled in such a good sentence, I admire it below." However, it seems that there is still a little bit of debt to what the lord said before. ”

Liu Zijun couldn't help but be shocked when he heard Shang Rong, he still pondered the details of the snowflakes, but he didn't expect that this Yang Jue didn't mention the snow at all, but he depicted the snow scene so grandiosely, and he was secretly jealous in his heart, and said: "It's good, but it seems to have fallen into the cliché." ”