Hearsay is the lowest realm, and it is this realm to write a novel and teach karma, and it is also a "tree of the Tao" with roots. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Maybe you can figure out a way to re-establish the book world, but before the time comes, there is always a chance, young people should not be too pessimistic. He was even happier by Su Chengye's wry smile.

When the book is transferred to others, it will inevitably break the roots, but it does not mean that the person who receives the book will never be able to re-establish the book world, and the continuation of the novel is one of the methods, when the sequel's artistic conception is the same and the realm is the same, the book can give birth to roots.

This method has been tried in the book realm of hearsay and succeeded, but no one has tried it successfully in the realm of the book that is both fiction and reality, and the reason for this is that the novels that can make the book reach the realm of both fiction and reality have no essay collection and artistic conception that are not superior to others, and the writing often has the author's unique characteristics, and it is difficult to write a sequel with a comparable realm.

If you really have such a skill, writing your own novel can also elevate the middle of the book to the realm of both fiction and reality, so why bother to pick up people's teeth and imitate other people's writing style. Literati are arrogant, and although novelists are not taken seriously, they are no worse than other literati.

Another way is to write a preface for the novel, the preface is also called the preface, the introduction, divided into self-preface and other preface, the preface is written by the author himself, more to explain the purpose of writing the book and the process of writing the book, and his preface is written by others, commenting on the ideological content and artistic characteristics of the book.

"The Picture of the Prosperous Times" already has a self-preface, and it is not impossible to write another preface, but it is more difficult to make the book take root in the middle of the book by writing a preface.

His preface is a commentary on the novel itself, with a few hundred words and a few thousand words, which can only be said to be "a few words" compared with the whole novel, and through "a few words" to tell the reader the connotation and thoughts of the whole novel, which requires the person who wrote the preface to have a fairly high ability to appreciate, no less than the author himself, or even more than the author himself.

In this way, it turns back to the previous paradox, there is no level to do it, there is a level of unwillingness to do it, the arrogance of the literati determines that they are willing to do the preface for others, but they will never use this means to inherit the book of others.

Su Chengye frowned, pondering in his heart.

The competitive guest is very happy, and it finally stumps you. He has also traveled all over the world, seen the luxury of the eunuchs and wealthy businessmen, and also seen the hardships of the people, and tried to write a sequel to "The Picture of the Prosperous Age" after winning the book, but the literary style is too far worse than others, and after writing it, he felt miserable when he read it the next day, and finally burned the manuscript and closed his mouth and never mentioned it again.

He thinks that Su Chengye's writing is no worse than the author of "The Picture of the Prosperous Times", but Su Chengye is only in his teens and lacks life experience, so whether he can read "The Picture of the Prosperous Times" is two words, let alone write a sequel and a preface.

"Don't be frustrated, even if you can't get the book down roots, you still have three months to enjoy, it's better than nothing. ”

Su Chengye slowly raised his head and looked at the lonely thatched hut at the foot of the mountain.

The peaks and peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, the mountains and rivers are on the surface of Tongguan Road, looking at the western capital, and the intention is hesitant.

Zhang Yanghao's "Hillside Sheep and Tong Care for the Ancients" recalls the past and the present, writes about the rise and fall of dynasties, talks about the suffering of the people, and reveals a sense of historical vicissitudes between the lines.

Su Chengye changed a few words in the song slightly, Tongguan should be Panguan, a pass in Fengguo, and the western capital was changed to the former capital, which means the capital of the previous dynasty, which cannot be compared with the original work, but fortunately, it is only two names, which does not affect the overall artistic conception.

The victor nodded slightly, although his writing was not good, he could still understand it. The first three sentences depict the majesty and magnificence of the mountains and rivers, and the style is bold and majestic, but there are inexplicable tragic and depressing emotions. "Looking at the past, hesitating" turns the scene into nostalgia in just six words, smooth and natural, making the tragic and depressed emotions deeper.

This is a painting, a painting with scenery and affection, accompanied by "Prosperous Picture", which can be used as the preface to make "Prosperous Picture" icing on the cake. But that's all, if you want the broken book to take root again and turn from "dead" to "alive", what you want is not the icing on the cake but the finishing touch.

"It's no wonder that it was a blockbuster at the disaster relief conference, the literary style is indeed unique, but "The Prosperous Picture" has more than just literary talent. It's a pity that if the book world had fallen into your hands a few years earlier, and you were a few years older and had some experience, you might be able to create a miracle after traveling around, so that the book world in the realm of fiction and reality could take root again, from 'dead' to 'alive', which has never happened before. The victor sighed.

Sad, the Qin and Han dynasties, the palace and thousands of rooms have been made of soil. Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer!

When bowing his head and pondering, Su Chengye made a slight modification of the whole song, and the Qin and Han dynasties changed it to the Shang and Zhou dynasties, which were two vast countries in this world, and the land included the entire Feng Kingdom today.

The competitive guest who shook his head and sighed a moment ago was as stiff as a statue, only a pair of eyes were still alive, and endless complex emotions flashed in his eyes one by one, and finally turned into a deeper sigh.

From writing the scene and nostalgia, from the nostalgia and causing discussions, this is a common technique in poetry and music, the quality of writing depends on the individual's literary style, this loose song is absolutely unique.

Starting from "the peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger", the emotions are like a waterfall flowing down, converging into a torrent, and then setting off one wave after another, wave after wave, and finally ending with the warning sentence of "Xing, the people suffer;

In front of Su Chengye's eyes, the middle of the book is like a rootless duckweed "floating" on the teaching peak, crooked and slanted, and the neat, smooth and broken root system is shocking.

After reading a song "Hillside Sheep and Tong Caring for the Ancients", the characters of Dou Da floated in the air, the golden light was shining, the rootless "Tree of the Dao" shook violently, the withered yellow and curly leaves fell one after another, and the luxuriant trees suddenly became much more desolate. The dead leaves did not fall to the ground or disappear, but flew and swirled around the "Tree of the Way" like butterflies.

The golden characters shattered, turned into raindrops and fell on the "tree of the way", on the dead leaves, and also on the broken roots.

The smooth and broken root system twisted like a small snake, and new roots were drawn from it, at first as thin as a hair, not much longer than a finger, and then it became thicker and longer, and took root towards the Teach Peak, and the crooked "Tree of the Dao" stood straight and steady.

The yellowed leaves stopped spinning and floated back to the "Tree of the Way", the curled leaves unfurled, and the yellowish was infected with emerald green. Countless words flowed on the leaves, the faces of the vicissitudes of life in the bark became more vivid, and the eyes seemed to come alive.

The "Tree of the Way" has taken root again, and the world in the book has been restored from "death" to "life"!

"Lost again. The victor smiled bitterly, he lost really badly today.

At the foot of the hill sits a lonely thatched hut, a picture unfolded, and out of thin air three additional walls enclose the back of the hut, and two horses, one black and one white, tied to a stable built in the corner.

Su Chengye stretched out his hand, the courtyard wall, the black horse, the white horse, are all so real, "Thank you seniors." ”