Chapter 9 Writing Tang Poems
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After a while, the children of the two villages came to the ground in disgrace for the second competition.
This competition is a means for the imperial court to mediate the locality, and the purpose is naturally mainly to promote education, so the proportion of this second cultural competition in the past is actually much larger than that of irrigation.
"Okay, folks, be quiet, be quiet."
Master Huang pressed it for a moment, and motioned for everyone to be quiet.
The children are now all together, the ranking of the irrigation has come out, the dog has attracted the mountain dragon, and the Lijiagou, who has been at the bottom of the millennium, has now easily taken the first place, and the children of the two villages are now late, busy with the first game, and take a little rest, which will start the second competition.
How can this culture be compared? Most of the children in the countryside are illiterate, and it is difficult for you to take the test for them to recite poetry correctly, so what should you do? Then try to write.
"This year's second competition is the same as in previous years, whoever writes more words will win the second game."
Subconsciously glanced at Li Gouyu, and Master Huang said.
A large table was brought, pen, ink, paper, inkstone were prepared, and rice paper was laid, and the second competition officially began.
Hmph, what did you do when you won the first game? This hill grabbing has always been more literate than the children of any village! A chubby child of Xiaoshan Li's family said secretly in his heart.
As he spoke, the kid rolled up his sleeves and splashed ink on the table.
Last year, my Xiaoshan Li family also lost irrigation, but in the end, didn't they win this competition to grab the mountain? More than 100 square characters are written all over the rice paper, and this kung fu is not something you can get by cramming and relying on some strange skills.
Li Gouyu attracted the mountain dragon, and now the limelight is in the limelight, this chubby child is not convinced, full of ink, and then began to write the dragon snake.
At the beginning of people, their nature is good, their sex is similar, and their habits are far away......
Huang Zhushu on the side came to visit a few times from time to time, this baby silently wrote the three-character scripture, last year this fat Dudu was silently written the three-character scripture and wrote a total of 178 words in a row, which won the second competition, because this competition pulled more points, Xiaoshan Li family finally won last year's top spot.
Huang Zhushu nodded secretly, this fat dudu went back to a certain amount of effort, last year's baby's pen was crooked like a little snake peeing, but now there are some word frames, and look at the meaning of flowing water, the writing is more resolute than last year, this year eighty percent can also write more words.
Thinking that this robbery of the mountain was by mistake and helped these children to draw out the mountain dragon and recognize some more words, Huang Zhushu was secretly happy in his heart, glanced at Li Gouyu, glanced at the child in front of him, and touched his beard with satisfaction.
This is...... Augmenting the virtuous text?
Leng Buding glanced down at the child's Huang Zhushu again, and was shocked, last year, this fat Dudu, who was the leader, only wrote a three-character scripture at the beginning, and he had not yet written it all, and now this is another enlightenment to expand the virtuous text?
Zengguang Xianwen is an enlightenment book in the Ming and Qing dynasties, probably popular in the late Ming Dynasty, because it is catchy and easy to understand, so it was popular in China as soon as it was born, and became a famous children's enlightenment book.
This fat Dudu has only been working hard for a year, and when he went back, he enlightened this book again?
"In the past, virtuous writings, teachings were earnest, the rhyme was extensive, and there were many things to see."
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A large number of white and black words jumped on the paper again, and in less than an hour, a piece of rice paper was actually full!
It seems that this year, the Xiaoshan Li family will win the championship in this culture again!
Huang Zhushu was secretly shocked in his heart, and Li Dayong was also thinking like this, this guy's somewhat pale face was now a little anxious, and subconsciously he still hoped that Li Gouyu could win, but this is a big fucking basket of black and white! Although Li Gouyu is literate, can he write so many words?
After the event, Fat Dudu dropped the brush and glanced at everyone proudly, and then said to Master Huang: "Grandpa Huang, the kid still has a lot of words to come up with." ā
Fat Dudu tone is quite arrogant, last year's one hundred and seventy-eight crosses have been steadily the leader, this year's more than 300 words, a sure winner of calm!?
"This little sixth son is so amazing!"
"Yes, yes, I have written so many words, but I haven't written them cleanly! It's really a Wenqu star! ā
The child's words and stones stirred up a thousand waves, and the farmers were amazed, and the adults of the Li family in Xiaoshan couldn't help but stand up, although the irrigation lost this time, but if this one wins calmly, then the best landscape is not ours?
Everyone was amazed, but the old man's brows couldn't help frowning deeply, and he subconsciously glanced at Li Gouyu, and his heart was a little nervous.
"Xiaoshan Li family, three hundred and eighteen words!"
Counted carefully twice, removing heavy words and typos, Huang Zhushu sang loudly: "Next, Xiaohe Liu's family"
Xiaohe Liu's family went to the table to write this baby Li Gouyu recognized, it was the child who was just broken, his face was unconvinced, he didn't even have the polite kung fu to come up, and he directly rolled up his sleeves and wrote.
Like the previous children, this guy also wrote the three-character scripture, sprinkled, although the handwriting is average, but the writing is quite confident.
"Xiao Dengke has been reading and writing since he lost last year, and this year, our Xiaohe Liu family will not lose!"
That fat Dudu was in the limelight at this time, and the head of the Xiaohe Liu family was not convinced at this time.
The elder of the Li family in Xiaoshan disagreed, our little sixth son was the leader last year, and he wrote more than 300 words this year, just up to you? I couldn't help but turn my head, and there was an expression of "you just blow it" on the old face.
The child who had a foot in front of the table wrote smoothly, and it seemed that there should be some ink in his stomach.
No, I wrote a large three-character scripture, and I began to write that augmenting virtuous text, and the writing was very smooth, and eighty percent of them had worked hard.
After painting a piece of rice paper, I asked for another one, and the fat Dudu of the Xiaoshan Li family couldn't help but feel nervous, a little annoyed, why didn't you rack your brains just now to write more words!?
"It is easy to rise and fall, and it is easy to overturn the hearts of villains"
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Bowed his head and wrote for more than an hour, but the wolf in the hand of the child who had broken his foot did not mean to stop at all, and the gap on the second piece of rice paper was not used up, and the little guy howled loudly: "Another one." ā
Everyone's second monk, you don't finish writing and you change the yarn, but Huang Zhushu is old, but he is easy to talk, a look, a knife and pen came to send a piece of rice paper, and the child continued to splash ink.
"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground......"
"Goose goose goose, song to the sky, white hair floating green water ......"
actually wrote Tang poems?
The eyeballs are about to stare out, not only Li Dayong, but also the yellow master book.
It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the eleven or twelve-year-old child in the countryside actually wrote Tang poems? It's two fucking songs?