As soon as Young Master Zhang woke up from his thoughts, he heard Bai Xin let him kneel down and admit his mistake,

Suddenly there was a fire,

"Who said that the master can't do it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Listen up,"

"On the New Year's Eve of "Shengchazi Yuanxi" last year, the flower market was lit up like day. The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk. On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and my tears wet the sleeves of my spring shirt. ”

On the night of the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. The beauties meet, at the time of the willow tops on the moon, after dusk. On the night of the Lantern Festival this year, the moonlight and lights are still bright. But I couldn't see last year's beauty, and the tears of lovesickness wet the sleeves of the spring shirt.

Zhang Bai was easy to chant, and all the talents in the audience were deeply attracted by the artistic conception of this poem.

"What a poignant poem,"

The audience suddenly boiled, and they repeated the poems that Zhang Baiyi had just chanted,

"The willow tops on the moon, how did such a handsome poem come out after dusk,"

"The sweetness of meeting my lover last year and the pain of not seeing my lover today are as clear as words, which is really charming."

The scene of "last year's New Year's Eve" is written on this poem, and the lights of the flower market are as bright as daytime, which is not only a good time to watch the lanterns and admire the moon, but also a good time for young men and women in love to meet secretly in the lamplight. "The moon arrives at the head of the willow tops, and people are about after dusk" The two sentences are endless and meaningful. The tenderness and intimacy are overflowing. These two sentences can be described as quatrains for the ages! ”

"Brother Yuan, not only that, you look at this que, "On the New Year's Eve this year, the moon and the lights are still the same", although only the moon and the lamp are raised, the actual flowers and willows should be included in two or three sentences, and the good night in the downtown is the same as last year, and the scenery is still the same. The next sentence "I don't see last year's people" and "tears wet spring shirt sleeves", the expression is very obvious, and the word "wet" shows the sentimentality of things being people and people, and the old feelings are difficult to continue. In the next I think this poem is better than the upper one,"

Another,

"Bao Gongzi's views are not the same in the next, Liang Tong thinks that the next film is better than the previous one, you see, the next film is written about returning to his hometown on New Year's Eve this year, and he misses the sadness of the Yiren." On New Year's Eve this year, "write the protagonist's feelings and sigh." "The moon and the lamp are still" made a clear contrast, what I see today, it is still the same, leading to the heavy sadness of the old love of "tears full of spring shirt sleeves", which is difficult to continue, and can express the deep love for the former lover, but the thoughts that things are wrong. ”

"No, no, Brother Liang, please watch, this film writes about the past of last year's New Year's Eve party." The lights of the flower market are like day" is very written about the brilliant lights of the night of the Lantern Festival, and the two are happy on that date. The surrounding environment, flower market, and lanterns are as bright as daytime; The bright moon and willow tops are all witnesses of love. The last two sentences are blended with each other, and the scene of the lovers falling in love under the shadow of the moonlight and willows is written, thinking that the artistic conception of the brother is hazy and quiet, graceful and soft. Better than the next film. ”

"Brother Zhang's poem "Shengchazi Yuanxi" is probably a big cut better than Bai Xin's poem," Jiang Zhe said with emotion,

"How so?" Dong Xiaoqian asked,

The beauty of Brother Zhang's poem is that it not only writes about the beauty of the lover and the warmth and sweetness of falling in love that day, but also writes the melancholy and sadness that the people of Iraq are not seen today. In terms of writing, the contrasting techniques of last year and this year are used to form a sharp contrast between the present and the past scenes, so as to more effectively express the sadness and painful experience of the love encounter that he wants to confide. This kind of slice structure with juxtaposition of text and meaning forms an overlap of whirlwind arias, and it is really touching to read one chant and three sighs~. Jiang Zhe analyzed,

What technique, what kind of literary meaning juxtaposes the fragmented structure, what kind of whirling aria, Dong Xiaoqian heard the clouds and fog, and Miss Dong, who didn't understand poetry, couldn't understand it even more at the moment,

"Oh~ It turns out that Zhang Gongzi's poems are so good." Although she didn't understand, she couldn't show her ignorance, Dong Xiaoqian could only pretend to understand it.

Dongnan Zhi on the side of the stage was also quite amazed in his heart, "I don't see that this Zhang Baiyi is quite talented, I'm afraid that no one here can make a comparable poem in this "Sheng Chazi", "

The most prominent feature of this song "Shengchazi Yuanxi" is that it is cleverly conceived and contrasted, and it skillfully expresses the feelings of things and people and unbearable in the interweaving and reflection of the present and the past, sorrow and joy. The film recalls last year's New Year's Eve party. "The lights of the flower market are like day", the lantern festival is brilliantly lit, and "the willow tops on the moon" also writes the environment, the bright moon is bright, and the weeping willows are still around, which is so poetic and picturesque! The next film expresses the sentimentality of returning to the hometown on New Year's Eve this year, and not seeing the Yiren." The moon and the lights are still the same", writing that the scenery is the same as last year, the moonlight is still shining, and the lanterns are blooming. But the scenery is the same, and the personnel are completely different. The mood of the two sentences of "I don't see last year's people" plummeted: last year's Yingyan couple, complaining heartily, this year alone, recalling the former alliance, how can people not think about the past and tears. Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first. Ren Jun "wet the sleeves of his spring shirt with tears", but he has "not seen last year's people", how can he help this situation? ”

Look at Zhang Baiyi again,

At this moment, although Young Master Zhang looked at the audience, as if he was waiting for everyone to discuss, in fact, he had already wandered into the sky.

The melancholy of things and people, the desolation of the contrast between the past and the present, I made an appointment with my girlfriend last year, and now the beauty is hard to find, the tears are sad to see the flowers, the world is unpredictable, and it is difficult to get your wish. The most touching thing is the bitter, lingering and unforgettable lovesickness. Who has not longed, who has not sincerely pursued, but helplessly created tricks, mistakes, and happy figures always pass by. The old pleasures still reside in the heart, but the person who waits for them will not come again in this life.

Helplessly, the flowers fell, but what about the familiar swallow?

Is that love really unpredictable?

If this is really the case, are those beautiful Shaohua who are happy and lingering in love with each other flow away in the years?

No one would have expected that if you miss a season, you will miss a lifetime. Although the mountain league is here, the beauty is silent, what kind of sadness and regret is this, what kind of heart-breaking pain!

This was true of the ancients, and it is true of the people of today. There is always too much sadness and regret in the world. The world is changing, and the vicissitudes of life. Looking back, the people of the past are gone, and there are no broken intestines here. Rolling red dust, the vast sea of people, the beauty is nowhere to be found, even if there are thousands of tenderness, who to say?

This poem does not need to be commented on, the victory and defeat have been divided in the hearts of everyone,

is no longer used to Zhang Baiyi, and all talented people will not slander a good poem against their will.

Justice is at ease in the hearts of the people,

This song "Shengchazi Yuanxi" will be spread to the streets and alleys after tonight,

Even if everyone present said that this poem was not good, it could not stop the people of Hangzhou from praising it.

Bai Xin obviously also tasted the extraordinary poetry of Master Zhang, and stepped down with a red face and red ears.

The poetry tasting meeting did not end because of Bai Xin's defeat,

On the contrary, the talents in the audience have the idea of giving it a try.

After all, Zhang Baiyi is the poet of the West Lake Poetry Club, and his reputation is there.

Compared with him, even if you lose, there is no shame,

Besides, there are so many people here, he is alone, and the saint can't stand the competition, not to mention just a small Hangzhou poet.

Holding the talents who won by luck in their hearts, they rushed to the stage,

Zhang Baiyi searched his brain and chanted dozens of songs,

Sooner or later, these things in their heads will be squeezed dry by them.

The more you go backstage, the more shocked the talents and the old master of the southeast branch become, as if Zhang Baiyi can read these poems casually,

And every sentence is a classic,

Everyone was waiting for Zhang Baiyi to finish his career, but Zhang Baiyi felt a little tired like a spring.

Although Zhang Baiyi is calm on the surface, he is secretly anxious in his heart, and if he continues like this, he may have memorized all the poems he memorized when he was in school.

"This brother, you have been on stage twice, are you tired~"

When Master Zhang was anxious, he found that someone was fishing in troubled waters, and he had already been on stage twice, but he was still cheeky to come to the stage.

This man is shameless,

"I, I've come up with another one," the scholar was also a little embarrassed, and said with an embarrassed face,

No, I have to find a way to end this wheel war,

Young Master Zhang looked up to the side, and just saw the old man who was looking at him in surprise.

Good old horseman, dare to play tricks like this,

The more Zhang Baiyi thought about it, the more angry he became, he still had a little admiration for him after hearing about the deeds of Dongnanzhi, but at this moment, Young Master Zhang only had anger in his heart.

Young Master Zhang ignored the scholar on the stage, but walked towards the position of the southeast branch,

Looking at the southeast branch of his own in confusion,

Zhang Baiyi beat a drum in his heart: I don't know if the poems written by the ancients in that time and space can compare to this old thing......