Saint of the Confucian way

Zong Yun said after laughing, "yes, ten words can be called Jane! There is also a word 'spring' in the title of the poem. This poem of the cross also has' spring ', which is also in line with the title of the poem. I said it for you. As for' Qi ', please add it to brother Yan. Finally, don't forget to read out the whole poem and let us listen."

"Please teach brother Yan!"

"It's really a scholar who dies for his confidant. One gives his face and one explains his poetry. I admire it, admire it!"

Some people are cynical.

Yan Yukong said calmly, "no learning, no skill! This poem is a typical palindrome poem. It's just the first time that this cross palindrome appears. Only Fang Yun, a person of amazing talent, can create such a strange poem."

"Oh?"

When Yan Yukong finished, the whole audience was silent. After Yan Yukong said it was a palindrome poem, many people suddenly realized and stared at the ten words.

The warbler crows on the bank, the willow makes the spring clear, the dawn is bright, and the moon is bright.

Duan Qing patted the table and said loudly: "I'm so stupid that I thought Fang Xusheng hadn't finished writing! After listening to Yan Yukong, I realized that this is basically a five character palindrome poem. Reading is the first two sentences and reading backwards is the last two sentences! I don't need Yan Yukong to come out. Zongyun, listen, I can read it to you! Yingying crows on the bank, Liunong, Chunqing xiaoyueming; the bright moon, Xiaoqing and spring, Liunong crows Yings on the bank!"

With that, Duan Qing Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua.

More than half of the thousands of people who stood up were ashamed, because Yan Yukong and Duan Qing were right. It was indeed a palindrome poem to read in this way, which was really strange.

Zhang Zhixing laughed loudly and said, "Fang Yun is always unexpected. If I knew so, why should I say so much? Just pick up this paper and throw it on Zongyun's face!"

Zongyun quietly looked at the ten words, his face changed for several seconds, suddenly hissed and said: "I admit that ten words can indeed form a palindrome poem, and the first two sentences can even be called good sentences. Yellow Warblers sing softly, and the breeze fiddles with the willows on the bank like a piano. On a sunny spring day, the dawn moon is bright, and the artistic conception is excellent. However, the last two sentences can be called playing the piano indiscriminately except for the rhyme." singing warblers on the willow bank "can barely make sense. What artistic conception is" bright moon and sunny spring "compared with the previous sentence How useful can repetition be? This sentence is not insulting poetry, but insulting a generation of poetry ancestors! I believe Fang Xusheng can't make such nonsense palindromes! "

Duan Qing's cold sweat suddenly came down. Indeed, the third sentence here is really bad. It doesn't matter if it is repeated. After all, some repetitions in poetry make people aftertaste, but the poor artistic conception is a taboo in poetry, and the repetition of this artistic conception makes the level of the whole poem drop sharply. In the concept of orthodox literati, poetry comes first, rhyme comes second, flat tone is more secondary, and many Xiongwen ancient poems are popular I don't care if it's flat or even rhymed, but it's still catchy.

The ancient poetry most respected by the famous poets of the human race is the ancient style poetry. The first is poetic, and the rest are inferior.

Immediately someone echoed: "the meaning of xiaoyueming is very simple, that is, the bright moon in the morning. I have seen it as long as I get up early. But what demons and ghosts is mingyuexiao? Mingyue and Xiaoqing can be listed separately, but with a spring behind it, what are the demons dancing?"

Duan Qing's face turned red, and Zhang Zhixing was speechless. Indeed, the sentence "bright moon, sunny spring" was too bad. Although it was said that the forced explanation could come back, Zongyun was right. This kind of poem really insulted the ancestors of poetry.

Zhang Zhixing hurriedly looked at Yan Yukong and looked for help. After all, there are no great scholars or scholars here, and the ability of these scholars is really limited. Now the only one who can help Fang Yun is Yan Yukong. After all, Yan Yukong was once the first person to raise money. Without Fang Yun, I'm afraid he could be the first person to raise money from his peers to the first scholar.

Yan Yukong smiled calmly and said, "Duan Qinggang has just entered the holy Academy. It's just that you can't understand this poem. Zongyun, you are a leader among the old students. You were promoted to the Imperial Academy early, but you can't tell five words from seven words. Where have you read the book? If you let me read the poem, I'll read it to you completely!"

Yan Yukong said that, stood up and held his head high.

"The warbler crows, the willow on the bank makes the spring clear,

Liunongchun is sunny and the moon is bright.

The moon is shining, the spring is shining, and the willows are growing,

In fine spring, the willow bank cries warblers. "

The whole audience was silent. Duan Qing immediately wrote the seven character poem quickly, and then raised it excitedly for everyone to see.

Zong Yun stared at the new seven character poem. He put the first seven words and the last seven words he was reading into two sentences, and then put the first seven words and the last seven words he was reading backwards into two sentences.

Duan Qing laughed and said, "sure enough, only Yan Yukong understands Fang Xusheng. The words are still those ten words, but these seven words are far better than those five words."

Zhang Zhixing smiled and said, "five words become seven words. The whole poem is fresh in the eyes."

Sun Renbing couldn't help saying, "before, the five words' bright moon Xiaoqing spring 'were really bad, even confusing, but the words were added to the back, which became' bright moon Xiaoqing spring with willows'. It seemed that in the spring morning, the sun hadn't appeared, the moon was hanging in the sky, and the willows moved gently, just like the spring wind playing wickers. Good sentence, good sentence!"

Playing means playing.

"Alas, brother Yan has a unique insight, and Fang Xusheng is even more extraordinary! In this seven character poem, you are reading 'Liu nongchun' and 'spring nongliu', and you can understand it carefully. Although some sentences are repeated, the artistic conception is not repeated. This alone can be called a strange poem. Although it is difficult to town the country, it is not harmful to Ming the state!"

"The beauty of Chinese characters is shown here!"

"Beautiful, beautiful!" some scholars chanted this poem repeatedly and enjoyed it.

"Although there are many strange people and strange things at the Spring Festival literary meeting, strange poems at this level are rare in a hundred years!"

Duan Qing said loudly: "I testify that Fang Xusheng wrote these ten words very early. He is quick in thinking and can be called the first in the world!"

"I'm convinced by the other party's emptiness and sincerity!" the person who supported Zongyun sat down with a red face and full of admiration in his eyes.

Zong Yun's chest fluctuated and focused on the new seven character palindrome poem, but the more he chewed and pondered, the more bitter he was in his mouth, because this new seven character poem is indeed a good poem and will never disgrace the name of the ancestor of poetry. And this is the first palindrome poem in this form. It has been sung for a long time, and it is likely to improve its talent and become a town.

A Zhenguo poem was put in front of me, but I didn't recognize it. I thought it was a remnant poem. Zongyun will inevitably leave a name in unofficial history, and it will leave a stigma.

Zong Yun only feels that his chest is swollen. Scholars are not afraid of what happened during their lifetime. They are most afraid of the contamination of their literary names after death. Some people's things are recorded in the official history by historians. After reading them, their courage will even burst directly.

The thousands of people who stood up slowly sat down. This time, it was really embarrassing. They couldn't see that good poetry was nothing. They even attacked a poem ancestor in ignorance, which was intolerable to themselves.

Several crisp cracking sounds sounded.

There is a crack in the courage of several people!

Those people slowly spilled blood from the corners of their mouths, but they bit their teeth and insisted on sitting in place.

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