"Poetry again?" Gu Qiubai raised his eyebrows. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, this time the poem is slightly different, the first time the poem is an open-ended topic, and there are too many poems to choose from.

This time, the scope is stipulated, and poems can only be composed around the landscape, which tests the true talent of the talent even more.

If the first time you compose a poem is to see the essence of a talent, then this time it is to test the talent's on-the-spot adaptability!

Compared with the former, it is obvious that the latter can more truly reflect the level of talent.

Of course, for Gu Qiubai, who has a 5,000-year-old Chinese culture, this is not a difficult thing at all.

Soon, a poem flashed in Gu Qiubai's heart, and it couldn't be more appropriate here!

Gu Qiubai didn't rush to make it, but showed a thoughtful look, he wanted to see the level of other talents first.

Soon, the time of half a pillar of incense passed, but no one came out to chant poetry, and no one wanted to be this budding bird.

Ji Changge looked around, his gaze stayed on Gu Qiubai for a moment, and said indifferently: "Master Wei, I have already thought of a poem, and I hope to give you a lesson or two." ”

"Oh?"

Ji Changge's temperament changed suddenly, from cold to heroic, and looked at the Chu River rushing in the distance.

The voice came out of his mouth like a rushing river: "Chu Jiangdong goes to the waves and sand, and the moon shadow is slanting from China." ”

As soon as these two poems came out, all the talented people nodded secretly, and these two poems slowly unfolded like a picture scroll, and there was no lack of tenderness in the atmosphere.

Ji Changge's eyes were leisurely, looking at the green mountains in the distance, his voice became long, and he chanted the next sentence: "The rain in Nanshan is full of autumn ......."

After a pause, his voice changed again, revealing a sense of vicissitudes and desolation, and the last sentence slowly came out: "A little peach blossom is eternal." ”

"Chu Jiangdong went to the waves and sand, and the moon shadow was slanting from China."

"The rain in Nanshan is full of autumn, and a little peach blossom is eternal."

Borrowing scenery to lyrical, borrowing things and words, this is a typical form of expression in the poem, and this moment is vividly expressed by Ji Changge.

Moreover, this poem perfectly integrates Chu Jiang and Nanshan, which fits the theme without being abrupt.

Especially in the last sentence, the picture suddenly turns, from writing scenes to lyricism, like the finishing touch, directly raising the poem to a higher level.

After Wei Jun listened, he couldn't help nodding secretly, although there are still some small flaws in this poem, and the wording still needs to be considered, but it is very rare to be able to do it so in a short period of time!

After chanting a poem, Ji Changge looked at Gu Qiubai, the meaning is very simple, I'm done, it's your turn!

In fact, everyone knows that the leader of this Qingfeng Poetry Club must be produced among these two people, and the rest can only be a foil.

Therefore, the eyes of most talented people began to focus on Gu Qiubai's body.

This time, what kind of poems can Gu Qiubai make?

Gu Qiubai smiled slightly, looked at Chu Jiang in the distance, brewing emotions, and after a while, a melodious voice came out of his mouth, all in one go!

"The gate of heaven is interrupted and the Chu River opens, and the blue water flows eastward to this point."

"The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sail comes by the sun."

This poem is a famous poem by Li Bai, an ancient Chinese poet, and the rivers and green mountains depicted in the poem are a must.

Coincidentally, the Tianmen and Chujiang in the poem can be matched with the place names here, which is simply tailor-made for this topic.

Although Ji Changge's poem is also good, compared with this poem, it is obviously inferior!

"Shhhh

Wei Junshou savored this poem, his eyes became more and more shocked, is this really a poem made in the time of half a pillar of incense? !

He has read thousands of poems, but when it comes to writing scenes, none of them can compare to the one in front of him!

The use of six verbs, broken, open, flowing, returning, coming out, and coming, directly brought the landscape to life, and he even had a feeling of returning to the source of the Chu River.

The clear water and green mountains, the white sails and the red sun, and the majestic and unstoppable momentum of the flowing water are even more impressive.

In particular, there is a hidden metaphor in it, the Chu River is the mother river of the Chu State, however, no matter how vast this mother river is, it will also revolve here, how domineering is this?

The last two sentences reveal a natural emotion from the scene, which complements the first two poems!

I have to say, this is another good poem for the ages!

"Good, good poetry!" Wei Junshou did not hesitate to praise.

Ji Changge's fists clenched subconsciously, he knew that he had lost the competition in poetry!

He has read poetry since he was a child, and has a unique vision for poetry, and this poem has reached the level of Confucianism, and even more than many.

"How did he come up with such a poem in such a short period of time?" Ji Changge's eyes narrowed slightly.

"There must be a cat in it!" Ji Changge's eyes were cold and he stopped talking.

Soon, the poems of the hundreds of talented people were all ready, and a small half of them chose to abstain, and the poems made by the rest were naturally not as good as Ji Changge and Gu Qiubai.

However, the ninth fluttering poem, which also surprised others a little, wrote a bit ethereal and tactful, which is comparable to Ji Changge's poem.

This time, although Wei Junshou only took the top ten, in no particular order, everyone with a discerning eye knew that the first was none other than Gu Qiubai.

Gu Qiubai was also a little excited in his heart, and he was one step closer to the leader!

His first three rounds of competition can be regarded as the first, as long as nothing goes wrong in the last round, the leader should be a certainty.

As for Ji Changge, he lost to himself in this round of poetry, and it is not surprising that it is difficult to compete with himself again.

The 5,000-year-old cultural heritage of China is not a joke!

Soon, the list came out, and the selected talents looked excited.

Not only because there are rewards for the top ten, but more importantly, if they survive to the end, Wei Junshou will definitely remember their names.

When the time comes, as long as you are sincere, you may be able to get the help of Wei Junshou.

If they enter the court as officials in the future, Wei Jun's words are enough to make their official careers take many detours.

Those who were unsuccessful were taken down by the bearded man, and this time, the bearded man summoned a huge wine jug, enough to hold a hundred people.

Wei Junshou looked around, looked at the remaining young talents, especially Gu Qiubai and Ji Changge, and nodded secretly.

These are all talented people of Nanyang County, if they have the opportunity in the future, they may be able to enter the palace and become officials.

He smiled and said, "In the last round, we won't change places, just in this comparison, I will decide who is the leader of this Qingfeng Poetry Club based on your previous performance!" ”

Gu Qiubai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, he tried his best to perform before, otherwise he would have suffered a loss!

"Don't sell it, let's get the question, this girl can't wait." The Ninth Drifting Spirit spoke.

Wei Junshou also smiled slightly, not annoyed at all, he was very patient with the only woman in the field who was quite aura.

"Okay, I won't sell it." Wei Junshou said with a smile, "Some time ago, this official wrote half a poem on a whim, and now I will use this as the title, please continue the second half of the poem for me!" ”

After a pause, Wei Junshou continued: "The first half of the poem is 'I have a pot of wine, enough to comfort the wind and dust', please continue!" ”

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