Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 394

[Chapter 390]

“Li Yu’s words!” Chen Luo looked at Yawen flashing in front of his eyes, and a vicissitudes of life and sorrow seemed to appear in his mind.

Silently, I go up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard in autumn.

The constant cutting, the reason is still chaotic, it is the sorrow of parting, and there is a special feeling in my heart.

In the previous life, Chen Luo knew that the emperor in this word was like Zhao Ji, another all-round talent in Song Huizong, who could be famous forever with his talents, but they were all emperors, which led to their tragic lives.

Sure enough, no matter how high the starting point is, the same man is afraid of entering the wrong line!

In comparison, the fate of Li Yu in this world is mostly the same, but the ending is much better. Back then when the barbarians invaded, Shenzhou Lu Shen, the southern human race once formed several small courts, proclaiming themselves kings but not emperors, leading the clan to continue to resist the barbarians, of which the Li Yu family was one of them.

At that time, a monster clan took advantage of the situation to attack Xuan, broke Li Yu’s Southern Tang regime, and captured Li Yu. It wasn’t until Daxuan swept the world that Li Yu was rescued. At the same time, the manuscripts he wrote during his imprisonment were also spread all over the world, and he was honored as the “Emperor of Ci” by scholars all over the world.

“This question is a bit difficult!” Ge Daru was the first to speak, and continued their “threat” chat, “The most difficult thing about Ci Emperor’s Ci is not the artistic conception, but the charm.

” The charm that can be unmistakably expressed is the reason why he is called the Emperor of Ci.”

Li Daru nodded: “Especially this one. It is written about the sorrow of separation, but it is not the sorrow of separation from friends, it is the separation from the past life. Long time sorrow!”

“I am separated from myself. Naturally, this kind of sorrow has a different taste.”

“It seems that no one has ever used this as a topic before!”

Lu Daru shook his head: “No, the old man just now After searching my stomach, it seems that only Li Qinglian’s “white hair is three thousand feet long, and fate seems to be long” can barely correspond to it!”

Ge Daru nodded; “Scholar Yi’an’s ‘Don’t lose your soul, the wind is blowing in the west, and you are thinner than a yellow flower’ is also a sentence.

” Breaking the point.” Li Daru said.

“This question is really difficult.” The three great scholars nodded slightly.

…

In front of the city gate, all the students listened to the analysis of the Great Confucianism, each with a dignified expression.

At the beginning, I only knew that this question was difficult, so everyone’s direction was to solve it every year, but I didn’t expect it to be so difficult!

The emperor of Ci claims that “the intestines are a knot of sorrow, and the heart is a fruit that is transparent and exquisite.”

“I’m afraid it’s going to be difficult for this senior!” A student said, there is no priority in learning, and those who have mastered it come first. Chen Luo wrote a song “The Most Unable to Stay in the World”, which is enough to win the praise of most of the students present. Respect, it’s only natural to call him a senior.

“That’s right! I’m afraid that the person from Dongcang City will come in person to connect flawlessly!”

“Didn’t you hear what the great Confucian said? It’s not just the artistic conception, the key is the charm in the words. Yes I am afraid that Marquis Wu can’t say that I will finish my sorrow of separation!”

“Don’t quarrel, don’t quarrel, don’t you see that little gentleman is thinking?”

At this time, Shi Lezhi felt a little more at ease.

That’s reasonable.

Being able to write a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation is already a blessing, so how can I break another one.

What was I nervous about just now! That is impossible.

He is not Wuhou Chen Luo!

It seems that my stance should be a little lower, and I will use the name of discussion and communication to get closer to this family later.

Then Ms. Liu can always find out the brilliance of me, Mr. Shi!

Thinking of this, Shi Lezhi calmed down a little, and said to Chen Luo: “Brother Liu, this problem is very difficult, it’s okay if you can’t solve it, you can enter the city with Brother Wei later!”

Chen Luo smiled slightly when he heard Shi Lezhi’s words, humbly Said: “Thank you, Brother Shi, I want to give it a try.”

Then he looked towards the carriage: “Sixth sister, if I solve this problem, what reward will I get?”

Hearing Chen Luo’s words, everyone looked at him. In that carriage, there was no sound of people in the carriage, only a cry of frogs.

“Gah! (Don’t think about it, you can watch it!)”

Chen Luo smiled, he naturally knew that this was what Yun Siyao said before in the carriage. She was too embarrassed to say it herself, so she asked Jin Guagua to speak for her.

“I’ve solved this problem!” Chen Luo turned around, the expression on his face suddenly became sad, his whole body exuded an indescribable charm, and he picked up the brush.

“Mr. Xiao started to write!”

“So fast! It must not be a sham!”

“Don’t make noise, just read it and you will know.”

At the same time, the three great scholars on the city wall also concentrated their attention and looked at Chen Luo.

They were also curious about what kind of poem Chen Luo would write to solve the problem.

Hope not to disappoint them.

…

Chen Luo picked up the brush.

Life is bitter, the most bitter thing is to complain to the ruthless.

Life is bitter, the most bitter thing is that the world is like a dream, but I opened my eyes.

Passionate since ancient times has nothing to hate, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from.

Chen Luo took a deep breath, raised his hand, and wrote –

Can Xue Ninghui coldly painted the screen, the flute of falling plums had been on the third watch, and there was no one in the dim moonlight.

I am a melancholy guest in the world, I know what is going on with you, I cry freely, and I recall my life in the sound of heartbreak.

When Chen Luo wrote the last word, the writing on the city wall suddenly trembled, and then flower buds emerged from the writing, and the flowers bloomed in an instant, wisps of fragrance permeated the air.

“Flowers come from pens!” Shi Lezhi was the first to shout this time, he rubbed his eyes, that’s right, it was flowers from pens!

This is a vision that the poetry is too heavy to be condensed, and the blossoming poetic flowers are the condensation of the charm and culture in the poem.

If you pick off a flower and give it to Mengtong, it will be of great benefit to his enlightenment.

In an instant, there was silence!

But then, there were exclamations!

“Crack the problem! Solve the problem!”

“The work of living flowers! Mr. Xiao, I just had a son. How about sending me a poem flower!”

“Mr. Liu, there is a little sister in my family who has entered the state of writing at the age of ten. , I will exchange one of the cold light ink ingots to help her enter the realm of poetry!”

“Mr. Liu, I am the eldest son of the Zhou family in Yunguang City, can you allow a copy of this word to be rubbed and brought back to the family study! My family If you go to Yunguang City, sir, you can read it for a day!” There

was a lot of noise at the gate of the city for a while, but at this time Shi Lezhi stood still, staring at the flower-growing place without blinking his eyes. word.

“I’m a melancholy guest in the world…”

After all, he was a well-known talent. At this moment, why didn’t Shi Lezhi understand that he was being teased.

Brother Liu is clearly a great talent!

Brother Liu said “don’t blame” before, not because he was worried about dragging himself down, but because he apologized in advance.

Shi Lezhi recalled what he said before, and suddenly felt his face heat up.

I actually taught the other party the principles of poetry!

It’s no wonder that Miss Liu must let Brother Liu solve the problem of entering the city!

This is to teach yourself a lesson.

What my father said is right, if you don’t come out and take a look, no matter how many books you read, you will always be a frog at the bottom of the well.

Thinking of this, Shi Lezhi bowed respectfully to the carriage: “Xiaosheng is blind and abrupt.”

Yun Siyao didn’t reply, but Lang Feixian laughed: “It’s okay, it’s just a small game!”

“It’s not shameful to lose to my junior brother !”

“Junior brother?” Shi Lezhi was taken aback, they are not a family!

So, the identity is fake?

Shi Lezhi suddenly looked at Chen Luo: Brother Liu, who are you?

…

“Silence!” The official of Wenchang Pavilion felt inexplicably proud, and the sound transmission suppressed the noise of the students outside the city gate, “I will deal with the matter of poetry and flowers later.” After finishing

speaking, he looked at the three Great Confucianism: “Please three judges!” The

three Confucian scholars looked at each other with clear affection in their eyes and excitement on their faces.

I know who you are, but I won’t tell!

Being able to comment on the words of that person first is also an elegant thing to be able to write in the family history.

Li Daru was the first to speak: “The feeling of a hundred turns and thousands of times, the rhyme

of sadness and sadness .” , one person, one lamp, one snow and one moon, as if it is right in front of you.”

Lu Daru nodded: “I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I am a melancholy guest. Guest. Su Poxian said, “This is my hometown where my heart is at ease.” If my heart is uneasy, I am a guest.”

“Not only that. The last sentence of knowing what happened to the king is not a conversation with others, but a dialogue with oneself. ”

I am a melancholy guest, and I am crying. But everything is only me.”

“The last line ‘recalling life in the sound of heartbreak’ really made people cry. If one person can only grieve alone, how lonely it is.”

Ge Daru glared at the two of them.

You are all finished analyzing, what else can I say?

Ge Daru raised his eyes righteously, tears flickered in his eyes immediately, Ge Daru raised his hand to wipe away the tears.

“This word is deeply rooted in my heart, and I can no longer comment on it!”

“The melancholy words under Qingning City, while Huaiying’s green shirt is wet on the city!”

Ge Daru, whose full name is Ge Huaiying.

As soon as this remark came out, there was another uproar under the city gate.

Actually made Daru cry!

What poetic talent!

At this time, Ge Daru secretly smiled in his heart.

In this way, as long as everyone mentions this poem, they will be able to think of my comment!

Fight with me, you two are still a little tender.

Both Li and Lu in this poem looked at Ge Daru in shock.

Play routines! You don’t talk about Wude!

The old man is very bad!   Seeing the unfriendly

eyes of the two great scholars, Ge Huaiying quickly changed the subject: “My lord, you have successfully solved the problem with this word   !

”   All the students became quiet for a moment, and they all looked at the third poem title –   ”I sing and dance around the moon, and my dancing shadows are chaotic. When I wake up, I have sex with each other, and when I’m drunk, we disperse.”   ”It’s Li Qinglian’s poem!” The students said. They began to discuss again, “These few sentences are not as popular as the poem ‘raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows form three people’.”

“There is a difference between the words of Xiongtai. The opening of this poem is ‘a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date’. It is obvious that Li Qinglian is drinking alone, but Li Qinglian is the object of the drink.”

“In this way, isn’t it exactly this Is it a poem title?”

Shi Lezhi had already calmed down at this time, and participated in the discussion, saying: “The important thing about Qinglian’s poems is the ethereal air. This poem uses the moon as a friend and a friend as a companion. The chic attitude after drinking is more difficult than the previous question.”

Another student nodded: “Yes, Ci emperors are rare, but there are always heroes in Ci, such as Liu Jingzhuang, who will not lose to Ci emperors. But Su Immortal Po once said that the poem is like a green lotus through the ages!”

“The title of this poem has the chicness of the green lotus, the heroism of the wine fairy, and the romance of the moon shadow, just like a picture of drinking under the moon, standing in front of our eyes!”

“This How do you connect beads? And how do you connect?”

Because of Shihua’s matter, everyone had already stood in Chen Luo’s perspective, and all of them frowned and looked at Chen Luo.

Three poems, one is more difficult than the other, can this little gentleman still do it?

Chen Luo didn’t panic, he turned around and smiled at Lang Feixian.

Brother Alian, you are not an outsider!

Poetry of my own home!

Lang Feixian nodded towards Chen Luo, shook his hand, and threw a flagon to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo took the jug, uncorked the bottle, and took a few sips with his head raised.

Good wine!

Wine is fire in water, it can heat up the heart!

Chen Luo threw away his pen and drew his sword, and the tip of the sword hit the city wall.

There is a lake in Jingzhou, named Dongting of 800 miles;

Qu Yuan’s poems are nine songs of Mrs. Xiang.

Chen Luo swung his sword to write a poem –

the west wind blew the old Dongting waves, and Xiang Jun had many gray hairs overnight.

When drunk, I don’t know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy.

After writing, there was a crisp sound, and the long sword collapsed, and the sword body turned into strands of debris like starlight shot into the poem. Waves come.

The heaven and the earth are hidden in the poem, so the painting is drawn with poetic emotion!

Poetry and painting, come out!

Finally wrote this one.

Don’t doubt, this poem is not a Tang poem, but the poet’s name is Tang Gong, who was born in the late Yuan and early Ming~

…… After

writing these chapters, I sincerely found Li Bai to be awesome.

How can any poem think of his works when looking for poems connected with artistic conception!

They are still masterpieces!

(end of this chapter)