Escape the Library

【Poem Maze-02】

The same answer box as before popped up again, four lines, seven spaces in each line, still seven-character quatrains. Yue Xingwen looked up and saw the surrounding mountains and mountains, thousands of rocks competing for show, and the scenery was like a fairyland. A white waterfall poured down from the top of the mountain and fell into the clear water, causing countless splashes.

There are countless poems describing waterfalls in history, and Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" is the most widely circulated one. What's more, the scene in front of me is indeed very similar to the "Xiufeng Waterfall" in Lushan Waterfall. Yue Xingwen no longer hesitated, and said decisively: "Everyone is looking for words in groups, hurry up!"

Everyone was divided into 4 groups as they did when they answered the question. Ke Shaobin, Xin Yan, and Liu Zhaoqing found the first sentence, Zhuo Feng, Lin Manluo, Xu Yishen the second sentence, Qin Lu, Qin Miao, and Senior Sister Lan the third sentence, Yue Xingwen, Jiang Pingcehe Zhang Xiaonian ends.

12 people, each with a "Modern Chinese Dictionary", the sound of everyone flipping the paper quickly. In less than 30 seconds, all 28 words of a poem were found and filled in in order.

The answer box in front of him really flashed a soft light, and Li Bai's boat started to move forward again.

Yue Xingwen said: "Keep up."

The crowd continued to row the oars and followed closely behind Li Bai.

After passing through the spectacular waterfall, the boat came to a lake with relatively gentle water flow, surrounded by mist, like the seclusion of the worldly masters in the martial arts movies. The answer box popped up again, but unlike just now, the answer box this time was not a seven-character quatrain, but a ten-line poem with five words per line, and the answer was written.

The living are passers-by, the heaven and the earth are traveling against each other, the fusang has become a salary, the green pines do not know the spring, the bones are silent

Moon Rabbit pounding medicine in the air, Fu Rong He Zuzhen, sighing even more before and after, the deceased is a returnee, and the sorrow is eternal

After seeing these ten short sentences, everyone looked at each other in dismay. Soon, Yue Xingwen responded: "The order of the poems has been disrupted. This is asking us to reorder them."

Liu Zhaoqing scratched the back of his head: "Is this also Li Bai's poem? Never heard of it!"

Ke Shaobin carefully looked at the short sentences on the answering wall, and said, "The living are the passers-by, and the dead are the returnees. They should be the upper and lower sentences, right? These two sentences are relatively opposite. I don't know anything else, Xingwen, do you know? "

Yue Xingwen smiled and said, "Of course. I have studied Li Bai's poems, and I can basically memorize his poems." After that, Yue Xingwen stretched out his hand and quickly arranged ten lines of short sentences from the beginning.

After a while, the short sentences in the answer area changed to a whole new order——

The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees.

Heaven and earth travel against each other, and the same sorrow is eternal.

The Moon Rabbit is empty pounding the medicine, and the Fusang has become a salary.

The bones are silent, and the green pine does not know the spring.

More sighs before and after, Fu Rong He Zuzhen?

Yue Xingwen explained: "This is Li Bai's very unpopular Twelve Poems of the Antiquities (Nine). The Living are Passers-by", which is about the philosophy of life he has learned. He summed up his rough life without being too negative. Instead, he is transparent and open-minded, thinking that life is too short, and fame and fortune are not worth cherishing.”

Jiang Pingce looked back at Yue Xingwen's profile. He knew that Xingwen really liked literature. Every time he mentioned this, Xingwen's eyes seemed to glow. Yue Xingwen's knowledge reserves are among the best in Hua'an University. He cited classics at the debate, and he was even more at ease.

His favorite poet is Li Bai. In high school, he read all of Li Bai's poems in his spare time. Therefore, this time the poem maze is indeed difficult to beat Yue Xingwen.

Seeing Xingwen answering the question accurately, the surrounding students showed joyful expressions.

Liu Zhaoqing sighed lightly, and said, "Yes, Xingwen will lead us to lie down and win. I don't have a problem with poetry at all. I can't remember the ancient poems that must be recited in high school!"

Xu Yishen said: "Plus one, my composition often deviates from the topic, and is read by the language teacher as a negative teaching material."

Yue Xingwen looked at them with a smile: "Everyone has their own areas of expertise, and this time I just bumped into what I am good at. Let's hurry up, there may be more difficult problems later."

Everyone nodded and continued to follow Li Bai on the small map.

When Li Bai's boat slid to the center of the lake, it gradually stopped, and a wall appeared in front of him, blocking everyone's way. Just as Xiaotu's skills were about to end, Ke Shaobin hurriedly said, "It is very likely that we have reached the fork in the maze, and this wall is the checkpoint."

There were no obstacles and no fork in the road. Today, the wall blocking them is really strange, like it appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the lake.

Just when everyone was wondering, Li Bai on the boat suddenly began to dance the sword!

He is dressed in white, and the long sword in his hand flips and dances freely, flexible and elegant, as if this world belongs to him alone.

As he kept dancing the sword, the long sword carved a row of cursive writing on the wall—

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is like a shooting star."

Next, there are 5 lines of spaces below this line of words, each line is divided into 4 paragraphs, each paragraph contains 5 words. There was a floating brush hanging next to the wall. Obviously, Li Bai wrote the beginning, and asked the examinee to fill in the vacant part with a pen. If he filled in correctly, the wall in front of him would be opened.

Ke Shaobin adjusted his glasses and looked at the cursive writing on the wall; "Li Bai's words are a bit abstract! I can only barely recognize the words Xueming, Baima, and Meteor."

Jiang Pingce looked at Yue Xingwen with a gentle gaze: "There are 120 words in the whole poem, do you remember them all?"

Yue Xingwen nodded, stepped forward, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote—

Killing a person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles. Hello.

After leisurely drinking at Xinling, he took off his sword and crossed his knees. He will cook Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Ying to hold a teapot.

Three cups of swearing promises, the five mountains are lighter. After dazzling eyes and ears, the spirit is full of vitality.

Handan was first shocked when he rescued Zhao with the golden mallet. Qianqiu two heroes, Xuanhe Daliang City.

Even if you die, you will not be ashamed of the world. Who can write your Excellency, Bai Shou Tai Xuan Sutra.

For such a long poem, Yue Xingwen did not hesitate to write it, and the nib did not stop at all, and it was done in one go!

His brush calligraphy is very neat and unrestrained. Although it is far from Li Bai's cursive style, it has a unique momentum when viewed in a row.

Liu Zhaoqing's face suddenly realized: "Kill a person in ten steps, don't leave for a thousand miles, go away after the incident, hide your name and name, I think most people know this sentence. But I really haven't heard the last few sentences! "

Yue Xingwen said with a smile: "This is Li Bai's "The Journey of the Knight", which expresses his yearning for the knight, and is also my favorite poem."

When Yue Xingwen wrote this poem on the wall just now, everyone's state of mind was also infected. That kind of otherworldly freedom is difficult for the worldly people to achieve. In fact, Li Bai couldn't do it, but he yearned for that kind of life.

Yue Xingwen put the pen back, and the wall in front of him really cracked from the middle.

Two forks appeared ahead, and like a tourist attraction, an arrow sign appeared.

Yellow Crane Tower, Dune City.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the navigation card.

To be honest, Ke Shaobin has played games for so many years, and he has played a lot of mazes. This is the first time he has seen a "guide sign" appear inside the maze!

Liu Zhaoqing couldn't help but complain: "The library seems to have a bit too much conscience this time, which makes me very uneasy. I always feel that it is digging a hole for us."

Zhuo Feng frowned and said, "These two guiding signs should represent the different scenery we encounter next and unlock different verses, right?"

Lin Manluo interjected, "I remember very clearly the poems written by Li Bai about the Yellow Crane Tower. It is the "Yellow Crane Tower Sending Meng Haoran's Guangling" that elementary school students will recite."

Qin Miao said indifferently: "The old man said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, fireworks descended to Yangzhou in March, the lonely sails were far away in the blue sky, and the only thing I could see was the Yangtze River flowing in the sky? This is indeed a very popular poem."

Lin Manluo nodded: "Well. So, if we choose the Yellow Crane Tower, we may encounter this poem. But, what is Dune City?"

Everyone turned their suspicious eyes to Yue Xingwen.

Yue Xingwen frowned slightly and thought about the poems Li Bai had written. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he said, "I see, here in Dune City, it should be "Send Du Fu from Dune City"!"

This poem is not in the middle school text, so many students present have not heard it.

Yue Xingwen quickly read out the full text: "What did I come to do, lie high in the sand dune city. There are ancient trees beside the city, and the sound of autumn is heard every day and night. South Expedition."

He paused and explained: "This is what Li Bai wrote in his memory of his poet friend Du Fu in Dune City. Everyone should know that Du Fu and Li Bai have a good relationship. Du Fu is Li Bai's little fan brother and wrote many poems for Li Bai. Li Bai He also wrote a few poems for Du Fu, this one is the most famous."

Hearing this, Jiang Pingce couldn't help but say, "Going to the Yellow Crane Tower on the left, is a poem written by Li Bai to Meng Haoran; going to the Dune City on the right, is a poem written by Li Bai to Du Fu?"

Yue Xingwen looked back at him and said with a smile, "That's right. I guess Li Bai is not the only NPC in this poetry maze. Next, we will unlock more characters. Go to the left to unlock Meng Haoran; go to the right to unlock Meng Haoran. , meet Du Fu. Then, Meng Haoran or Du Fu will take us forward and unlock more famous poets."

Ke Shaobin's face suddenly realized: "So it is! I said, if the whole maze is full of Li Bai's poems, and Xingwen happened to recite all of Li Bai's poems, don't we close our eyes and pass the test?"

Xin Yan said lightly: "It's impossible to think about it. In history, Li Bai is not only a poet. Li Bai leads the way first, unlocking more and more poets, and more and more fork in the road. This is like a poetry labyrinth."

Xu Yishen teased: "These poets, you say goodbye to me, I miss you, they all have a little relationship with each other, isn't it like a circle of friends?"

Yue Xingwen nodded and said, "Senior Brother Xu is right, this time the poetry labyrinth, perhaps, is a huge network of relationships connected by poetry."

The author has something to say: Note; the poems in this chapter are quoted from Li Bai's poetry collection~