"What a sad word...... What a wonderful word this sentence!" Han Xiuzhu couldn't help but applaud, "I thought that Su Mitian was open-minded and informal, and most of his poems were bold and vigorous, but I didn't expect to be able to make such delicate poems!"

"However, this doesn't seem to be poetry, right?" Shen Yushan looked at Su Yi and asked. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Su Yi smiled slightly, this song "Slow Voice" can be called a "word" in a strict sense.

But the word was originally a kind of poetry, originated in the Liang Dynasty, began to rise in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and developed to its peak in the Song Dynasty; the first words were just a kind of long and short sentences in a scattered format created by literati and ink writers who tried to break the convention, but later some musicians filled in the score, and found that this kind of long and short sentences were sung more melodiously and tactfully than the quatrains of the standard format of the poems, and then someone filled in the words specifically for a tune, and the format of "words" gradually became standardized.

A trace of heterochromia flashed in Su Yi's pupils, and the lyrics happened to appear for the first time in the Liang Dynasty, could it be that he became the originator of the world's lyrics by mistake?

"It's actually a poem, and nobody seems to say that a poem has to be four, five, or seven, right? Su Yi said.

"No wonder the lyrics are so catchy, with a beautiful rhyme, like flowing water, if you fill them in the song, how euphemistic and beautiful it will be?"

"Searching, deserted, miserable and miserable...... This rhyme is really unforgettable!"

"Not only that, have you ever thought that in ancient times, using poems to fill in music could enhance the power of civil and military songs, but except for Sima Xiangru's original "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", the effect of other poems is not ideal, but it is better than nothing;

Everyone was slightly stunned, their curiosity was like fire, and they almost rushed to the clouds, and immediately looked at Su Yi in unison.

"Ahem, I can't say for sure, I can only wait for future generations to make a tune suitable for this lyrics before I can verify Brother Cao's idea, but I can't do anything. Su Yi shook his head with a wry smile.

Although there are many lyrics in ancient Huaxia that have been handed down to later generations, there were no music scores at that time, and many pieces of music could only be passed on by word of mouth between masters and apprentices.

Su Yi thought of the rhyme again, and later generations in China divided the tone into four tones: flat, up, go, and enter, and divided these four tones into two categories: "ping" and "qi"; among them, "ping" is flat rhyme, and its tone is straight, low and melodious, and "up" sound is "reward", and "go" and "in" two tones belong to the same rhyme, and its tone is violent and short.

Pingqian rhyme originated in the Sui Dynasty, that is, after the lyrics appeared, some musicians in order to make the lyrics more beautiful to sing, only then did they have a summary and classification of Pingqian rhyme;

To put it simply, the sentence "looking for and seeking, cold and cold", if it is marked with Ping Qian rhyme, it can be marked as "Ping Ping Ping, Ping Ping Ping", so it has a catchy and beautiful rhyme feeling.

"This world has not yet appeared in the standard classification of flat rhyme, so although the ancient style poems are very rich in connotation, but most of them are not beautiful rhyme, the world may not be able to understand the classic of "Slow Voice", I might as well move the rhyme books of later generations, such as "Cut Rhyme", "Guangyun" and so on, to this world, so that the world can deeply feel the beauty of rhyme. ”

Su Yi silently made up her mind, and then heard Cao Nan shake her head regretfully and said: "I tried to sing it in my head, but I don't know anything about music, and it is difficult to create a song suitable for this poem, so I can only wait for other talented people to compose it, but unfortunately it is difficult to see a song that matches this word born in front of my eyes." ”

"Speaking of talented composers...... I remember Su Mitian, you played a new tune during the martial arts meeting, and in the past month, have you finished that tune?" asked Han Xiuzhu.

Su Yi nodded and said, "Well, most of it has been completed, and after the Yingzhou Conference is over, if I can return with my whole body, I will definitely make it public." ”

"Very good!" the crowd was overjoyed.

After everyone had finished chatting, the fierce general said: "This poem is quite innovative, and the style is extraordinary, yes, Lao Tzu must put it on the shelf for collection!"

"Hey, General, don't you give this poem to Ling Yuan?" Su Yi said in surprise.

"Ahem, the youngest daughter's family, what is the use of this poem except to fuel her lovesickness? Besides, if she wants something, I will give her, wouldn't it be too spoiled for her, how will I teach my children in the future? If she can't become a talent in the future, the sin lies with me!"

Everyone is looking strange, and the fierce general is obviously hiding his selfishness, seeing that this poem is too good, he wants to hide it privately!

"What a thief!" Su Yi gave a thumbs up to the fierce general, which made everyone laugh.

Suddenly, Cao Nan's sleeves trembled slightly.

Everyone looked at him suspiciously, only to see that Cao Nan was also full of suspicion, and took out his famous thorn from Zhuge Bag, which was constantly shaking and shining slightly.

"What's going on?" Han Xiuzhu asked.

"Something related to the famous thorn, I can only think of the White Horse Forum, it should be something big happening in this small world, right? ”

After that, Cao Nan closed his eyes and sent his mind into the White Horse Forum through the famous thorn.

Su Yi was envious, because only pedestrians can have a famous thorn, and the famous thorn represents the admission qualification of the White Horse Forum; Su Yi knew that the White Horse Forum was the main place of communication for high-level officials, and it was precisely because pedestrians and gentlemen were not allowed to enter that this forum could maintain high-quality dialogue and rational discussion for thousands of years.

"I didn't expect that from this time on, the forum would have permissions. Su Yi couldn't help sighing, he was really curious about the appearance and atmosphere of the White Horse Forum.

Regretfully, Cao Nan opened his eyes, looked at Su Yi for the first time, and raised an indescribable smile.

"Su Mitian, something big happened in the forum. "Cao Nandao.

"Oh, it must have something to do with me. ”

"Yes, to be precise, it should be related to your song "Slow Voice". Cao Nan's smile was even more indescribable.

"I don't seem to have said the name of this poem, do you? Why do you know it's called "Slow Voice"?" Su Yi was surprised.

"Because, in the White Horse Forum, a seventh-order topic stone tablet was erected, and the name of the tablet is 'Slow Voice'!" (To be continued.) )