Chapter 217: Poetry and Ambition
The first half of the poem has already written the misery of the situation of the people in the poem to the extreme, and has accumulated enough strength to force out the grievances, so in the second half of the poem, it is bound to make the grievances of the people in the poem gush out and pour out quickly. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"He wrote this poem in the Holy Courtyard for ~~"
"I see!" interrupted the big guy.
The big guy has studied for so long, and he thinks that he can also become a teacher, so he immediately said to Yu Hui to the outside world. "I'll go, are you blaming me for not pampering you by writing this poem in the Holy Courtyard?"
Belch~~
All of a sudden,
The Confucian old man was shocked,
The people of the Holy Courtyard were astonished,
Yu Hui was even more shocked!
He was speechless for a moment, as if he had swallowed a fly.
I can't spit it out, and I don't dare to swallow it!
"Sage, this poem is borrowed, borrowed!" the old man hurriedly explained to him.
"What is this borrowing instead of what?" the Confucian old man was impatient. "You literati always like to beat around the bush like this, and it's not too troublesome!"
"This palace grievance poem here is an accusation against you, a dissatisfaction with your punishment!" the Confucian old man explained clearly in the shortest time and the least number of words.
Make no mistake about it,
Shame on you!
"Then I understand!"
The big guy said outside again. "Yan Junhong, you are dissatisfied with me in this poem, right? I punish you and you still don't accept it? If you don't accept it, just say it, come on, come on! It's okay!"
It's simple and crude,
His style is exactly what it was rumored.
"I accept the punishment!" Yu Hui arched her hand again in the direction of the tower. This poem is written in the past, and it has no deep meaning!"
Belch~~
"Didn't you say he wasn't convinced?"
Inside the tower, the big guy questioned.
"This~~ really shouldn't be!" The Confucian old man explained the poems and explained that he was a little suspicious of life.
But the scene in front of him is indeed the case, but what Yan Junhong said is also right, if he has a feeling, he will explain it on the spot!
At this time, I listened to Yu Hui again.
"In the past, I also wrote a poem about the changes in Cannes!
"Lingtai has no plan to escape from his heart,
Wind and rain like a dark homeland.
Hope that the cold star is not noticed,
I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"
As soon as this poem came out, everyone was moved.
For a while, all the scribes present bowed slightly and saluted Yu Hui.
The expression was solemn.
The crowd was unconscious.
The old man in Confucian clothes also heard it and saluted in that direction.
"What's the matter? What does this poem say?" the big guy was puzzled.
This is also something that many martial artists present did not understand, but for a while, they felt that Yu Hui's image was extremely tall.
I don't know why, though.
At this point, there is no need to understand what the poem says. The old man sighed. "The important thing is that Yan Duzhu also said that this is the result of his change in Cannes!"
"The change in Cannes, the demon clan escaped into the hinterland of the continent, fortunately Zeng Yun, Hua Ruxue and Yan Duyu and others turned the tide, such an act is already worth worshipping!"
The old man in Confucian clothes began to explain the poem to the big man again.
When the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, the righteousness and nobility in his heart made him worry and worry about the fate of the country and the people all the time. He really wanted to ignore it, but he could only face his heart!"
"Wind and rain are like a dark homeland: The invasion and oppression of the demon army are like a rock pressing on the top, making Cannes dark, bleak and precarious. The old man wiped his tears. "Later, we learned what a terrible situation it was! The Holy Courtyard was isolated, Cannes was in danger, and the demon gods were about to come out, but they were isolated and helpless, independent and helpless! It was just a 'dark' word, full of disasters and dangers, and the inner sorrow overflowed literally. It is conceivable that the hearts of the people who held on to Cannes at that time were covered with a layer of dust, and the prospects were also bleak!"
"What kind of sorrow is this!Woo~~ Yan is so pitiful for them alone......"
In front of the Tibetan Pavilion, there was a wow, and a scholar cried on the spot.
No one laughed at him, and a sense of sadness was spreading.
With poetry, with poetry, love for thousands of miles!
"The word 'Yi' refers to the author's ideal of saving the country and the people. The author uses romantic imagination to express his hope of saving the motherland, hoping that his ideal of saving the country and the people, and his measures to turn the tide and save the people from fire and water, can be helped by the people and the Holy Hospital!"
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"The sky is not worth it, there must be Yan Sheng!" An older scholar saluted again and bowed to Yu Hui's side.
"If you are strict, why should you be born? If you are strict and alone, it will be difficult for us to write poems in the future. A young scholar said in shame.
"What I admire more is this person's temperament!"
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"The former, unite as one! If the Holy Courtyard does not save us, we will save ourselves, and we will be able to tide over the difficulties! The latter, under the situation of the isolation of the Holy Courtyard, how desperately he hopes that the Holy Courtyard can hear his voice, and how much he hopes that the power of the Holy Courtyard can be displayed! This is the call of a great man!"
"However, later we found out, the author found that all this was lost!
"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood: this is a solemn oath made by Yan Duju to Kangdu, where the mountains and rivers are broken, and to the people, and he is determined to sacrifice his life for them! Even if the people do not unite as one to resist foreign enemies? Even if everyone does not unite as one? Even if the Holy Courtyard does not realize and does not come to help? ?
When an elderly reader came to this, he wiped his tears with his sleeves and teardropped.
"However, Yan Duzhu will do his best to unite the people and awaken the Holy Courtyard! If not, I will splash this Central Plains land with my blood! This heart-to-heart, breathing poem of Changhong, every word is poured into the poet's pure heart, which is exciting and generous, and the blood is boiling!"
"No wonder a historian once noted: Three people have nothing to teach and a thousand people can only drink!"
"The sky is not worth it, there must be Yan Sheng!" An older scholar saluted again and bowed to Yu Hui's side.
"If you are strict, why should you be born? If you are strict and alone, it will be difficult for us to write poems in the future. A young scholar said in shame.
"What I admire more is this person's temperament!"
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"That's right!"
The Confucian old man thought about it and explained to the big guy. "The ancients had a saying: 'If you are filthy and filthy, you can shame the prince and recommend the ghosts and gods'! What does this mean? It is not in the nobility of things, but in the sincerity of the heart. If the heart is sincere, even if it is filthy and dirty, these lowly things can also be used to sacrifice the prince and worship the ghosts and gods!"
"Therefore, in 'I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood', it is recommended in the ancient saying that it has the meaning of worship and sacrifice! This sentence is also the willingness to sacrifice oneself for the country, such as the horse leather shroud, the death of the battlefield in battle, and the dedication of oneself for the country!" (To be continued.) )