Atrium of Jiangfu Courtyard.
Everyone turned their attention to Jiang Tian in the center of the field.
Jiangtian cleared his throat and said loudly: "It is a great honor for Jiang Mansion to have the honor of inviting talented people from Yuzhou and even other states to gather in Daliang, but this poetry meeting It is a grand event, and it is not an honor for everyone. Today, we are honored to gather here to meet friends through poetry. I hope that every poetry friend here can express his talents and create unparalleled works! The event officially begins!"
Two crisp bells rang.
Then Cao Dahua whispered to Lin Yi beside him: "Is the poetry club activity starting now? Why are there no specific rules for the competition?"
Before Lin Yi could answer, Lin Su Xiu'er, who was sitting on the other side of Yi, replied: "Brother Cao, as the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. You don't know something. The poetry club activities never directly determine the ranking, but through the on-site "Everyone has his or her own ranking of the talents in his poems."
As she spoke, Su Xiuer gestured to the people not far away and said, "Those people I met at the door in the morning. When it comes to poetry and poetry, literary talent is first-rate in Yuzhou. It is for this reason that Haitang Poetry Society, Tingquan Poetry Society, and Xinyuan Poetry Society have a great reputation in Yuzhou, which is almost unknown to everyone. ”
Cao Dahua nodded, as if he understood the rules of the poetry meeting, and said: "I thought those people were just bragging to each other, but I didn't expect that they had real talents and learning."
Lin Yibai was confused. Cao Dahua glanced at it, but said with a smile: "Yeah, how different is our brother Cao, who has all his sharpness and never shows off."
"Alas~" Cao Dahua waved his hand quickly and said, "Personality worship No need, I think the writing is slightly inferior to that of my good brother."
Lin Yi: "..."
Cao Dahua asked again: "Who are so famous?" , I think their names should be well-known in Yuzhou."
Su Xiu'er replied: "Of course, although there is no fame at present, in terms of literary talent, everyone is famous in poetry societies everywhere. Xiao. Du Fu from the Haitang Poetry Society, Li Bai from the Tingquan Poetry Society, and Su Shi from the Xinyuan Poetry Society. I am afraid that the top spot in the poetry club today will be chosen among them."
"Pfft..."
Lin Yi couldn't help but spit out the tea that had just entered his mouth.
Cao Dahua could not help but lower his head and try the tea in front of him. It was not hot at all.
Du Fu, Li Bai, Su Shi?
Lin Yi suddenly felt like he was caught making cheat sheets...
......
Over there, Jiang Tian The theme of the first round of the poetry meeting started.
"In the first round, we will create creations based on the theme of red flowers and green leaves in our courtyard. Please start!"
Three crisp bells rang in a row, Only then did the poetry club activities really begin.
The theme of the first round of poems: red flowers and green leaves.
Someone on the scene immediatelyAccording to the theme mentioned by Mr. Jiang, while admiring the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, he started to create, drinking, whispering or meditating, looking for inspiration.
Although this poetry meeting was not explicitly stated to be a competition, the tense atmosphere quickly spread and enveloped the entire atrium the moment Eda announced the official start of the poetry meeting.
However, there are exceptions.
Sitting opposite Lin Yizheng, Su Shi from the Xinyuan Poetry Society drank a glass of wine, laughed twice, stood up, and said calmly: "Everyone, Su will start by making a fool of himself. ”
Seeing Su Shi stand up, the talented people who knew Su Shi’s talent immediately applauded!
"Brother Su, give us a good start."
"It has to be Brother Su. I am afraid Xinyuan Poetry Club will come out on top this year."< /p>
"Brother Su, I look forward to your new masterpiece!"
There are many fans.
Su Shi raised his hand and pressed it down to signal the fans to calm down.
Taking a deep breath, Su Shi said: "The red flowers reflect the morning sun, and the green leaves surround the green pond. The wind blows on the branches and the flowers want to talk, and the fragrance floats all over the courtyard."
After saying this, the scene immediately burst into applause!
"Okay, Brother Su recited it beautifully!"
"What a poem, what a poem!"
"Sure enough, Brother Su won't let us Disappointed, another masterpiece!"
While everyone was talking, Cao Dahua looked at Lin Yi and whispered: "This poem sounds ordinary, let me see. "It's nothing special."
Su Xiu'er said: "Brother Cao, Su Shi's poem, in addition to the theme of red flowers and green leaves, also implies the line of season. This poem describes "The red flowers and green leaves of spring are not that simple. If later literati want to recite poems, they may not just fit the theme of red flowers and green leaves, but also need to fit the hidden line of the season in order to continue the poetry creation."
"It sounds like it's pretty powerful." Cao Dahua frowned after hearing this, glanced at Lin Yi quietly, and took a sip of tea silently.
Amidst the compliments from everyone, in a corner far away from Lin Yi, a man stood up with his head raised.
"Slow down, slow down."
Everyone saw that this person was Du Fu from Haitang Poetry Club.
Du Fu’s name is not inferior to that of Su Shi.
"Brother Du, it's up to you."
"Begonia Poetry Society, come on!"
"Brother Du, another masterpiece is about to be born. "
Du Fu took his time and chanted: "The green leaves are shady and the summer is long, and the red flowers are dotted with fragrance. The breeze blows on the face and brings coolness, and the beautiful scenery enters the heart."
It’s the red flowers and green leaves of summer!
As Su Xiuer said, Du Fu's poem not only fits the theme of red flowers and green leaves, but also echoes the hidden line of the season. It can be said to be a masterpiece.
This naturally leads toReceived applause from everyone.
There were even some impatient talents at the scene who reacted and started to go crazy.
"Oh my god, why? I just thought of my summer poems, but I was beaten to the punch. Damn it."
Some people secretly lamented their luck.
"Fortunately, fortunately, if I had said it first, it would have been embarrassing. The artistic conception is so different from that of Brother Du."
With Su Shi and Du Fu's spring, The level of poems about red flowers and green leaves in the summer festival was suddenly raised. Even those half-hearted talents, even if they had creative poems in their hearts, did not dare to speak anymore at this moment.
Seeing that two people had already written poems, Cao Dahua couldn't sit still.
"Brother Lin, you..."
As soon as the words came out, a person stood up not far away.
"Tingquan Poetry Club, Li Bai!"
"Brother Li, Brother Li, will definitely win the first place!"
"Brother Li, don't let the brothers down Ah!"
"You are the most powerful one in our hearts!"
Li Bai stroked his mustache, raised his hand and chanted: "The red flowers and green leaves are suitable for each other, and the autumn colors are rich. The thick blue sky reflects the frost. The flowers are not old yet, but the leaves are still showing their new beauty. ”
Well, autumn is here!
As soon as Li Bai finished reciting this poem, Su Shi and Du Fu were already congratulating each other from a distance.
The three of them all admire each other's talents and knowledge, and at the same time, they also believe that they are the only ones who can compete with each other on the spot.
This made Cao Dahua anxious.
Although his literary talent...can be described as no literary talent, he came here on behalf of the Sumei Poetry Society in Shoulin City after all. At this moment, he is advancing and retreating together with Shoulin City and the Sumei Poetry Society, and he is The possibility of being popular in this poetry meeting rests entirely on his good brother, Lin Yi.
......
After the first three people finished creating, the fool also knew that there was only one chance left to keep up with those three people.
That is to create a poem about red flowers and green leaves in winter.
Cao Dahua cast a fiery gaze in Lin Yi's direction.
"Let me try."
The fourth person is here!
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