Mr. Yi is one of the top experts in ancient literature in China, and he has taught ancient literature all his life, and he decided that the boy in front of him must not have come to the ancient literature class, so he decided to take the exam.

"In the last class, we talked about ancient Chinese poetry, Chinese people like to use the season, flowers, rivers, moon and night and other artistic conceptions to express their thoughts and feelings, as a student of the Chinese Department, we must learn to write ancient poems, this classmate, can you use any artistic conception I said in the last class to write a poem?" Teacher Yi deliberately threw this to Goldwind's problem.

Writing poetry, Jin Feng is really not afraid, as long as he uses the memory capsule, he can write a lot of poems, whether it is ancient poetry or modern poetry, it is his forte.

Lin Xue was also stunned for a moment, what is Jin Feng's literary level? Of course, Lin Xue knows very well that the words of "Water Tune Song Head" are very beautiful, and it is worth appreciating when taken out alone.

In such a situation, it is too simple to let Jin Feng write poetry.

Jin Feng was still in a daze, but Mr. Yi thought that Jin Feng couldn't write it.

"How? Write it out? If you can write it, I'll let you go through this class casually. "Teacher Yi is not stupid, he believes that Jin Feng is not a student of the Chinese department, so this guarantee is useless at all.

"I'm going to think about it first." Of course Goldwind can write, but he needs to use a memory capsule, and that thing is not easy to find, but Goldwind doesn't know what he wants to write yet.

"The season, the flowers, the river, the moon and the night, you name it." Teacher Yi looked at Jin Feng with a smile.

Five words, turning in Jin Feng's mind, Jin Feng had a flash of inspiration and thought of a poem that would definitely surprise everyone.

Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Jin Feng covered his mouth very covertly, and the memory capsule was stuffed into his mouth.

Words instantly poured into Jin Feng's mind.

"What? Haven't figured it out yet? "Teacher Yi was a little impatient to wait, but in fact, he didn't wait long.

"Teacher Yi, it's not easy to write poems, and it won't take long." Lin Xue couldn't help but say.

Teacher Yi's old face flushed, and he did seem a little anxious.

"Okay, I'll wait for you a little longer." Teacher Yi waved his hand.

"No, my poem is ready." Jin Feng's eyes lit up.

"Done? You come up and write about it. "Teacher Yi was a little surprised, it was written so quickly? It can't be written blindly, right?

Jin Feng walked on the blackboard generously and wrote five big words in the upper left corner "Spring River Flower Moon Night".

Not to mention anything else, this name meets several artistic conceptions required by Mr. Yi, and it is all included.

"It's a good name, it depends on the content." Teacher Yi pays more attention to the content.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together."

After the first sentence came out, Mr. Yi was instantly stunned, the spring river tide is mighty, connected with the sea, a bright moon rises from the sea, as if gushing out with the tide, the word "sheng" here is really good, the bright moon is written alive, can the person who points it casually be able to write such a strong poem?

Jin Feng didn't stop, Mr. Yi originally thought that Jin Feng would only write a quatrain or a poem, but he didn't expect it to be a long poem.

In one go, Jin Feng's characters have been practiced hard, and the writing is quite good.

"Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail;

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower?

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees. ”

After Jin Feng finished writing, he casually put the chalk on the lectern.

This poem is Zhang Ruoxu's famous article, Zhang Ruoxu doesn't know when he was born, and he doesn't know when he died, he knows that his name is Zhang Ruoxu, and he doesn't even have a word and number, this person only left two poems, one of which is this "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", which is known as the "lonely cover of the Tang Dynasty" masterpiece.

Mr. Yi was so surprised that he was almost speechless, he had taught ancient literature all his life, and he usually liked to write some ancient poems and ancient texts, so it can be said that he also had a place in the Chinese ancient literature world, but recently, he was hit hard, and a Jin Feng, who never came to class, wrote the words "Water Tune Song Head".

Now there is a guy who pops up out of nowhere and wrote this song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night".

The title of this poem is very interesting, with spring, river, flowers, moon, and night, these five things epitomize the most moving beauty of life, constituting a wonderful artistic realm that is tempting to explore. The whole poem unfolds in turn from scenery, emotion, and reason, and the first part writes about the beautiful scenery of the Spring River. The second part writes about the feelings that arise from facing Jiang Yue. The third part writes about the sorrow and farewell of the wandering woman in the world.

Although the whole poem is written in the background of spring, river, flowers, moon and night, it is also based on the moon.

"Moon" can be said to be a thing that blends the scene in the poem, it beats the pulse of the poet, and is like a life bond in the whole poem, running through the top and bottom, and the poetry rises and falls with the birth and fall of the moon ring.

The moon went through the process of rising, hanging, slanting westward, and setting overnight, and the mood also changed.

Masterpiece, Mr. Yi is not stupid, but he is very interested in ancient texts, he thinks that this poem can definitely be called a masterpiece, and it will be difficult to write about the moon in the future.

"Teacher Yi, do your words still count?" Jin Feng couldn't help but ask when he saw that Teacher Yi didn't speak for a long time.

"What?" Teacher Yi reacted at this time.

"You said, as long as I write it, you will let me pass the course of ancient literature." Although the above will help Goldwind make arrangements, Goldwind still hopes to solve this problem by relying on its own skills.

"Of course, I speak very much, I definitely gave it to you, but what's your name?" It's all a sentence from Mr. Yi.

"My name is Golden Wind." Goldwind put his name on it.

This gave Mr. Yi another stab in his heart, Jin Feng, the guy who received special care and wrote "Water Tune Song Head".