Xu Ling'er saw Leng Yiqing interjecting, and knew that she seemed to be a little out of the cold, she was exquisite, coughed slightly, and reopened a topic, saying: "War poems, twists and turns are complicated, if you discuss war poems, first of all, you must understand the meaning of poetry, all students, what is poetry?" What makes a good poem? You can talk about your opinions, and maybe inspire others inadvertently! ”

When the other people heard it, they became excited: This is an opportunity for everyone to show their talents, and the beauty must be robbed of it when she shows her face in front of her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lu Guangshan, one of the four great talents of Jiujiang College, immediately rushed to say: "If you want to chant a poem, you must communicate with heaven and man, in order to attract the talent of heaven and earth. I don't know Brother Mingcheng, what do you think? ”

Zhao Mingcheng saw that he was named again, so he had to speak up: "Although I don't know how to make war poems, if it is just to improve talent, I think that poets can use the power of consciousness to stimulate their talents and attack them with the help of natural scenery when expressing their expressions. ”

"Oh, is it through the spring and autumn changes in the outside world, hypnotizing with intention, stirring up the talents of heaven and earth, and using the agility of people's hearts to stimulate emotional ripples one after another, forming a wave of consciousness, affecting the demonic heart, making it intoxicated and lingering?" Chen Mingshui, the third child of Jiujiang College, also rushed to express his feelings.

Xu Ling'er felt refreshed when she used the power of consciousness to stimulate talent and attack, and she also said: "Yes, the demon is also a thing, the movement of the search, the heart is also shaking, the year has its thing, the thing has its appearance, the love is moved by the object, and the word is made by the emotion, it is a leaf that can lead to autumn, and a song can kill the heart of insects." All things in heaven and earth are led by talents, if they are really excited, call the breeze and the bright moon at the same night, and paint the day and the spring forest together, it is a try! ”

Leng Yiqing saw that Xu Ling'er recognized what was attacking with consciousness, and hurriedly interjected: "The sage said: The poet, the heart of heaven and earth." The poet is the temperament of the people. Since the sage has pointed out that all things in heaven and earth can be used as a curse by talent, the power of nature can be used by the people. It can be seen that poetry is the combination of heaven and man, and it is superior. It is not advocating to take different paths and seek shortcuts. ”

Lu Guangshan, a talented man from Jiujiang Academy, squeezed a step forward, and also didn't want Leng Yiqing to dominate with the words of a sage, so he immediately threw out the topic he had already prepared:

"I can't hunt for war poems, but I think poems can be connected with paintings. It seems to me that painting and poetry have reached almost the same height, and that is why talent has reached its peak and can be superimposed. If there is a painting in the poem and a poem in the painting, it will be able to attract the ethereal talent contained in heaven and earth. And this kind of superposition must not be as simple as one plus one equals two. Therefore, I think that if you can't get poetry in battle, you can first delve into the realm of poetry and painting to fight together. ”

Sure enough, Xu Ling'er heard the words of poetry and painting fighting together, and nodded and praised: "This is good, with painting as a dragon and poetry as the finishing touch, maybe you can also create a war painting." "Since ancient times, the mood painting can not be done", if expressed in poetry, collect talent, make up for the shortcomings, it is very likely to create a low-pole treasure, and Zhao Gongzi's engraving is the same as the end, this direction can also be tried! ”

Zhao Mingcheng saw that these people were born and famous, and even war paintings were derived, so he was not ashamed to ask, "What is Wending?" ”

Xu Ling'er did not look down on Zhao Mingcheng for asking such a low-level question, but felt that this person was a model for literati to ask shamelessly in front of all talents, and explained seriously:

"About what Wending is, there is a saying in the first holy book: talent condenses Ding, each department is sufficient, Ding has no size, its appearance is infinite, the sun, moon and stars, all can be one size, all things are covered, and its thickness is broad. Ding to the gods, carrying Huayue but not heavy, the river and the sea but not the pool. ”

What Wending is, it is not a strange thing for many people with teachers, Wang Zhenfeng, the second eldest of Jiujiang Academy, also took the opportunity to interject and added in a friendly manner:

"What is the tripod, in the Confucian scriptures is described like this: the sky is full of life, and the tripod contains all things. Ding to the gods, but also grass and trees, ** dwelling. If the water is condensed, there are many unexpected, and you can raise turtles, dragonfish and turtles. ”

"What is a war dance?" Zhao Mingcheng finally threw out the question he had always wanted to ask in his heart, he had always heard of what war song and war dance music was, as if it was very powerful, but in fact, he had no concept at all.

This question is asked in depth, after all, many people can't get in touch with the concept of war dance music at all, Xu Ling'er smiled and said: "What does war song mean, I can explain it slightly: the beginning of all sounds is born from people's hearts, and the movement of people's hearts is made by things, and the movement of things is in the form of vocal music." Therefore, the musician, the origin of the sound, lies in the human heart. ”

Seeing that Zhao Mingcheng listened very carefully, Xu Ling'er, who originally didn't plan to penetrate the meaning of the war dance, couldn't help but summarize the outline of the war dance she knew, and said: "As for the war dance music, I also learn the fur, and there is a description of this in the ancient books: the animal of qi, the touching of things, therefore, the joy of emotion, the shape of all dances!" ”

Leng Yiqing saw that Xu Ling'er even said such a low-pressure battle dance outline, and her eyes were cold, could it be that she was interested in Zhao Mingcheng?

A slightly cold tone interjected: "Senior Sister Ling'er said it too well! It's just that Zhao Gongzi, today's original intention was to ask you to give me a puzzle to solve the war poems, why are you asking questions, but instead you are asking us, avoiding the important and answering lightly? I will ask you again in the next question, you have recited four war poems with a heartless heart, can you teach one or two of the secrets? I wait for all the scholars in Jiujiang, and I will listen to you! ”

Zhao Mingcheng was stealing the teacher just now, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by Leng Yiqing's words again, and this time he was even more ruthless, and at the same time pulled out all the Jiujiang scholars to force the palace.

Knowing that this time I didn't say something that convinced them, I was afraid that it would be difficult to pass this level, and while secretly hating this person, my mind turned quickly helplessly, and after a few breaths, my eyes rolled and said: "I don't dare to teach you, it's still okay to communicate!" ”

After a pause, seeing that many talented people wanted to seek answers, he sighed, and finally said, "Because what I chant is not poetry!" ”

"Huh? Not poetry? Why? ”

"Could it be that this thing is also divided into the realm level of 'poetry on the lips and no poetry in the heart'?"

"Blow, you keep blowing!"

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As soon as Zhao Mingcheng's words fell, everyone immediately talked about it, especially the people from the White Deer Cave Academy, and other talents took turns to make sarcastic remarks.

Standing quietly for a long time, waiting for everyone to be silent, Zhao Mingcheng met Xu Ling'er's earnest and slightly contradictory gaze, and finally slowly spit out someone's most classic words in later generations: "What I chant is a corpse, a corpse of a corpse!" ”

"The corpse of a corpse?" As soon as these words came out, the scene of corpses on the battlefield popping up in everyone's minds, and the inexplicable fighting spirit suddenly went straight from their hearts to the fullest.

At that moment, all the talented people present who listened carefully instantly felt that the Wen Ding in their bodies moved, and the talent contained in the Ding turned wildly as if they were stimulated!

"Wending moved, this word actually made me Wending moved!" Xu Ling'er, who was slightly disappointed, muttered excitedly at this time, "I didn't expect him to really have a mantra that breaks the war poem, listening to your words, it's better than reading a book for ten years!" ”

However, everyone was not happy for long, and immediately frowned, because although everyone moved, their talent just couldn't overflow.

If the talent overflows from the Wending and then flows down the Ding, it is very likely to form a new Dingzu.

Since ancient times, literati have been proud of Ning Wending, and the greater the talent, the more tripods.

First, the three tripods can be sealed at the scholar level, the fifth and seventh tripods can be sealed as doctors, and the nine-legged tripods can be sealed as candidates.

The more tripods you have, the more talent you will endure, and you will be able to reach the extreme, and then you can cultivate into a holy tripod that stands on the heavens and the earth!

But right now, this state of overflowing desire makes people crazy, and they are all like dissatisfied women, their eyes are red.

Some even sat on the ground and read aloud the meaning of the holy words and scriptures, while others immediately looked at the river to make poems.

There are not many people who are not affected, including Leng Yiqing, at this time the yin fire in his body is flourishing, he didn't expect this person to be so capable, and he can actually say the true meaning of war poetry in one sentence. It turns out that we, the talents, have no war thoughts in our hearts, and we are worried about the new poems, and there is no murderous spirit in the poems at all, so there is no way to talk about war poems.

Hey, as soon as this remark came out, I am afraid that this person will have a straight line in Xu Ling'er's heart, and his road to picking up girls will be much more difficult! As soon as he thought of this, he looked at Zhao Mingcheng's eyes, and his base was full of light and hatred......

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