My diary of transcendence from the heavens

Chapter 38 38. The poem becomes a frightening ghost and god, and the Yellow Crane Immortal goes away

"The building is the title?"

"Or is it based on climbing the stairs?"

Zhao Xuanqi was sitting in his seat, with pens, inks, paper and inkstones in front of him.

Several other new imperial examination candidates were also sitting in each other's seats, looking at the pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the desk in a daze. They must have been racking their brains to think of poems, looking like they were thinking hard.

Composing a poem on the topic of a building is actually a relatively old-fashioned topic. There are many people who have written about it, and they can easily compose poems. Even the most junior scholar can easily compose poems.

However, precisely because this topic is old-fashioned and has been written by too many people, it puts too much pressure on the scholars.

After all, there are many people writing, and the quality is uneven. There are many poor poems about climbing stairs, but on the contrary, there are also many good poems written. Various literati, poets, and top scholars have written works about climbing towers. There are countless famous articles.

The predecessors have gone above and beyond, raising the threshold for climbing the stairs poems and refreshing people's horizons. Therefore, it is not easy to write a praiseworthy poem for climbing the stairs.

On the contrary, it has put countless pressure on the younger generations. It is really difficult to use the building as the theme to write a poem that does not fall too far behind the predecessors.

Tremendous stress!

"To sum up, writing a poem about climbing a building is very simple. The lower limit is very low. It can be written by one person. However, because there are countless ancestors who have done it, it is not easy to write a good poem about climbing a building!"

Zhao Xuanqi didn't look much, and quickly looked at his desk and began to think.

Take the building as the title.

The theme is climbing the stairs.

This is a topic decided by the officials.

He has no ability to change.

Those of them who are candidates but not officials for the time being do not have the ability to discuss topics with various examiners.

I can only write poems on the topics required by the examiner.

Others were racking their brains to organize poems, but Zhao Xuanqi was already searching through his memories, looking for poems about the building written by the Chinese ancestors.

"This world also has Yueyang Tower, Yellow Crane Tower, Prince Teng's Pavilion, and other famous buildings. I can just copy any of them."

“But which one is best to copy?”

Zhao Xuanqi thought.

According to his thinking, of course copying Wang Bo's "Tengwang Pavilion Preface" is the most awesome.

After all, this preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion is known as the best parallel prose in the history. It has gorgeous words and sentences, and every sentence is quoted from the classics. It is so exquisite that people dare not look directly at it. The line "The setting clouds and the solitary heron fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky." It is magnificent and has been passed down through the ages.

It's just that there are too many quotations from the classics in it, all of which are Chinese classics. Many of the classics in it are not in line with the Northern Wei Dynasty, so Zhao Xuanqi cannot copy them at all.

Once copied out, people will not be able to understand the meaning of the words at all.

"It doesn't matter. If you can't copy this one, then copy another one." A smile appeared on Zhao Xuanqi's lips. He had already thought of a good poem.

So I relaxed and wrote as soon as I picked up my pen:
"Yellow Crane Tower"

The old people have taken the yellow crane,
The Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here.

Huang He is gone forever,

Baiyun thousands of years empty.

Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees,
Parrot Island is full of lush green grass.

Where is Higurashigo Pass?
The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad.

The Yellow Crane Tower written by Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty is so famous that even Li Bai, who is known as the Immortal of Poetry, was not impressed.

It is said that the poet Li Bai came to the Yellow Crane Tower and wanted to compose a poem. He just wanted to recite it, but he looked up and saw this poem. He admired it very much and said, "There is a view in front of me, but I can't say it. Cui Hao wrote a poem on it." "The emotion.

It just so happens that there is also the Yellow Crane Tower in this world, and there is also the Parrot Island in front of the Yellow Crane Tower. If not copying this poem, what other poem can I copy?

……

"Huh? Did this guy write a poem so quickly?" An official expressed surprise.

Wu Youwei was stunned when he heard this. He looked up and found that Zhao Xuanqi was already writing a poem.He writes with energy and speed. It is obvious that he has finished the verses and is just waiting to finish them.

"I remember it only took a few sticks of incense. Is it too fast to write poetry? It's really amazing!" someone praised.

However, some people said slanderously: "How can it be so easy to make a good poem? I'm afraid that he just wrote a random poem to fool us in order to be faster in writing poems and get first place."

"It's very possible. After all, if you want to make a good poem, how can you do it so quickly? This guy is a bit stupid. He shouldn't compose poems just for the sake of speed. It's a bit sensational!"

"It's okay, let's just go and take a look!" Wu Youwei said with a smile.

He led several officials and slowly came behind Zhao Xuanqi, just in time to see Zhao Xuanqi finish writing the last word.

"Have you finished your poem now?"

"Sir, I have finished writing."

Wu Youwei nodded and slowly picked up the post.

But I was thinking in my heart, I hope this guy won't fool himself by writing a random poem just to write poetry quickly!
Otherwise, it would be too disappointing. Don’t blame yourself for not giving him the courtesy to reprimand him!
He thought this in his mind, and then looked at the post, carefully reading the poem on it.

"Huh?" Wu Youwei had a surprised expression on his face.

Several other officials also made suspicious sounds.

"In the past, people rode on the Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower was vacant here..."

It’s not that Zhao Xuanqi’s writing is too bad.

But it’s really well written!

This poem Yellow Crane Tower is simply eye-opening, as if a sentence came from the sky. Every sentence is set against the Yellow Crane Tower. It is full of fairy spirit and full of Zen charm. How could a mortal think of such a poem?
The problem is, are you writing poetry too fast?

It only took two or three sticks of incense to write the poem successfully, and it was written so well. Is this a monster?
You must know that other candidates for the new imperial examination are still racking their brains to figure out how to write, but you have just finished writing, and you have written so well!

No one will live anymore!

Several other new candidates for the imperial examination also discovered the situation on Zhao Xuanqi's side. Looking at the shocked and praising expressions of the examiners, even if they could not see any poems written by Zhao Xuanqi, they felt a squeak in their hearts and felt that something was not good.

It was a stressful moment.

So they all scratched their heads, trying to come up with verses quickly, and their heads were spinning.

It took half an hour for the remaining nine new candidates to write out all the poems.

The ten poems are put together for everyone to appreciate together.

"As expected of being number one, this Yellow Crane Tower song is really amazing!"

Not only did the officials gasp, but the top ten candidates of this session also stared at Zhao Xuanqi's poem with their eyes widened, exclaiming in surprise.

No surprise, Zhao Xuanqi is truly the number one. Not only is he the best in poetry, but he is also the fastest in writing poetry.

The fairy-like poem "Yellow Crane Tower" shines brilliantly at this moment, impressing everyone.

Compared with Zhao Xuanqi's poems written by others in a hurry, they are like a piece of shit and cannot be read at all.

"You are worthy of being number one in the rankings, No.1!" various officials praised.

Wu Youwei then picked up the ten posts and personally posted them on the highest floor of Ziyun Tower, placing them in the most conspicuous place for collection.

Officials and scholars who visit here in the future can see these poems for future generations to appreciate.

It is conceivable that this poem by Zhao Xuanqi will definitely crush all other poems and be passed down through the ages.

Several officials couldn't help but feel jealous. It would be great if they had written this poem by themselves!

It's just a pity for the other top ten people in this group.

There are also some people who write poems that are perfect and beautiful. In the past, they were definitely at the top level and can be praised.

However, now they are placed in the same group as Zhao Xuanqi's poems. The light of these poems has been sucked away by Zhao Xuanqi's poems. They seem to be unworthy of mention and are poorly reflected. No one will focus on these poems.

(End of this chapter)