The real Song Dynasty scholars were fascinated by good calligraphy, which was far from what later generations imagined. Including some emperors, such as the story of Song Huizong and Cai Jing, the little emperor in Tokyo now, the same only hobby is to practice flying white body.

Hearing the uproar of the people, Liu Zhizhou knew that he had lost his temper.

Some are ridiculous, why do you get older and can't hold your breath? But if you don't think about it, spreading it is also praising the backward and it is a virtue. Only then did I read the poem, the first few sentences could not explain the problem, but I could already see some weather.

The fastest change in the Song Dynasty is poetry, not necessarily plain, easy to understand, it is best to mix a few sentences of discussion, with poetry to reason, with poetry to explain things, in fact, this change, may not be too good. Poetry, not articles, should also have some magnificent language, such as "Leaving the Scratch".

Therefore, the people of the Song Dynasty always ranked poetry above words, but their attainments were far inferior to those of Song words. After the Ming and Qing dynasties, it was impossible to break through, and the art form of poetry, in fact, was equivalent to the Song Dynasty, which began to fall to the end, and was gradually replaced by Song Ci, Yuan Qu and Ming and Qing novels. However, Su Mihuang made a good start in the art of calligraphy, teaching future generations not to be confined to the rules and regulations, so that the art of calligraphy has been prosperous.

These poems can be said to be typical Song Dynasty poems, simple, easy to understand, but not vulgar. And it is these simple verses, but they are flat and immense, and they have not participated in the imperial examination, if they participate in the imperial examination, just this style will give the examiner extra points. In comparison, it has surpassed Gao Yanei.

How could such a teenager actually let the people spread that kind of taste?

The difference is too big, right?

This reminded him of a story in "Yin Wenzi Avenue". There is a Huang Gong in Qi State, this person is very modest, as long as it is his own, he can't say it well. He has two daughters, who are the most beautiful beauties in the Qi country, but he said that my daughter is very ugly, so she is famous for her ugliness. In the year of Jilu, no one came to propose. Weiguo has a widower, who took the liberty of marrying him, only to find out that it was Tianxiang Guoshi, and then said everywhere that Huang Gong was too modest, and his daughter was degraded to such a point, and his youngest daughter must also be a beauty. So they competed to hire him, and it was really the national color. This is to say that being humble is a good thing, but you can't be too modest, and you will hurt your own daughter.

It also shows how terrible the rumors are.

How can a good boy make the people say so unbearable, if he doesn't hold this big poetry club, this teenager may have to bear the wrongs for several years, and even because of this notoriety, if he goes to the examination room, the examiner will not admit him.

Putting gold on his face.

As long as you are talented, sooner or later you will break out of your pocket!

Zheng Lang has continued to write:

Cai water has been a canal for more than 1,000 years, originating from the mountains and ravines.

Reasonable, Liu Zhizhou nodded and thought, strictly speaking, Cai Shui is not river water, it comes from the ditch dug by the Wei State in the Warring States Period, and later after many treatments, the name has also been changed many times, such as called Cai Shui, called Min Shui. But it cannot be denied that its true identity is an artificial river, let alone where it traces upstream. If we trace the source of the source, all the rivers that pass through it are its upper source, so it is said that the water comes from the mountains and ravines.

It's this kind of reasoning that is written, but people can't see the traces of reasoning, which is rare.

"The water of Zhuling has fallen since the winter snow, and the dust of Qiong Yao is white. Five or six thatched huts fall asleep, and three or two plain plums are quietly spitting incense. The dog barked and knocked on the door on a cold night, and the stove lit the tea and complained heartily. The next room asked the answerer, and the north wind swept and covered the sound cool. The long night is white and lonely, and the bitter pine is green and wrapped in silver. At dawn, the cold air pressure faints, and the empty village is extinct. The east wind was shy and the curtain moved, and the eagle shook his head and said that it was cold. It is difficult to advance and retreat from the self-esteem, and return to the East China Sea to call the classes. Jiaolongteng brings the waves of the five lakes, and the rain mother puffs up the smoke of the Qinling Mountains. The big edge broke the silver bottle and cracked, and the iron riders exchanged iron shirts. Xiaoice powder jade broke, melon step whimpered and walked Huaiguan. The waterfall giant cloth connects the heaven and the earth, and thousands of rivers descend to the world. ”

"Good," Liu Zhizhou praised again. This poem may not be able to remain for eternity, and when written here, it is far better than Gao Yanei's poems, and it can even be said that Gao Yanei's poems are not enough for him to read.

It's very organized, where the water comes from, from the melting of the snow and ice on the mountains. Naturally, I turned to the mountain scenery in winter, and wrote a silent winter scene, moving, only the occasional guest came to visit in the snow, and then there was no one. But spring came, and the spring was personified, like a little girl who shyly buttoned the beaded curtain, but it didn't work, and went back. The spring god was angry, and the scene suddenly became magnificent and excited. became more and more excited, and in the last sentence, this majestic momentum was pushed to the peak.

It's just the origin of a river, and it's really nice to be able to write about it to this extent.

couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Gao Yanei, who was standing not far away, and similarly, Gao Yanei was very depressed at this time. It's not that he doesn't know anything, compared to it, this makes him more uncomfortable than a slap in the face.

But I wonder in my heart, what does this have to do with the three stacks of Yangchun?

Zheng Lang wrote to Xing, drank two sips of wine, and disregarded the feelings of others, and suddenly dragged the long case on the side, the poem is long, and a long case can't be put down. Moved the long axis to another long case, and continued to write:

"The trickle embraces the waves, and the shallow grass says goodbye. The rippling river flows around Tingzhu, and the bright moon and flower forest are full of misty. The carp jumps into the water to draw ripples, and the mandarin duck combs its feathers and wanders together. Micro-scent catches the fog and paces the river curtain, and the manbu light yarn is near the water platform. The water platform is far away from the makeup mirror, and the anvil is gone. There are night magpies singing in the distance, and a flat boat breaks through the air. ”

This time more people nodded.

used a trickle of sentences to connect the previous and the next, and then wrote some beautiful scenery of the early spring night, in fact, to modify it, only these twelve sentences, is a wonderful fresh little poem. But then, this quiet sight was quickly torn to shreds.

"Leaving the boat and mooring on the side of the water platform, the double beads fell with tears. Taiyin rose out of the pavilion alone, and Tianquan waved his sleeves and hit the railing. The twin stars are colored to wipe the stars and the moon, and the rainbow salamander takes advantage of the situation to come to the Central Plains. The cold and warm are held on the big river, and the north and south are stiff between Cai Luo. The yin wind roars angrily, and the clouds gallop the horse, and the turbid waves empty the hammer and shoot the bricks. Merchant ships float like fallen leaves, and boats flip like bitter cicadas. The apes ran wildly to the stone gorge trees, and the warblers and birds panicked in the dry forest bay. ”

"Yes," they called out again. In the season of spring and winter, hot and cold alternate, and under normal circumstances, there is always some bleak wind and rain in early spring. The people of the Song Dynasty did not understand the principle, but they knew about this weather phenomenon. But this teenager didn't write like this, and all of them were surnamed.

In the spring, she became a little girl, was wronged, and went back to her parents' house to move the rescuers. As a result, all the thunder men and rain mothers came, and they drove away the harsh winter at once. Taiyin Xing and Tianquan, who are sitting in the north, can't stand it, and there happens to be a story of negative hearts, so they find an excuse to come out and fight with the gods in the sky above the Central Plains, causing the rivers to lose color and the moon to shine. In fact, it is to write about the process of Cai Shui's brewing from the frozen winter to the melting of spring.

However, with the description of these scenes, and some myths, the life is written in a majestic and magnificent way. The most important thing is Zhang Chi's method, first the quietness of winter, then the grandeur of the melting of the river, and then a quiet moonlit night in early spring, and then a turn, the sadness of the rainy day, brought a huge impact to people.

Only here a little bit of astronomical knowledge, in the astronomy of the Song Dynasty, Tianquan is the fourth star of the Big Dipper, last, the main water, for the star, the main Tianli, the Wudao, which is divided into Wu, and the Hejaz is Jingzhou. It's not that the water is in Jingzhou, it's in the south of Zhengzhou, and it's not yet in Xingyang. And it was for this little lady to change the unevenness, so the Lord Heavenly Reason, Vai Wudao dispatched. The Taiyin offender is mourned by the Lord. About this little lady couldn't think of it, so she left the boat to pick her up, so she committed suicide without water. But if you don't write it, it will be contrary to today's peace if you write it.

These two stars are as meaningful as they are chosen...... It's a pity that most of the people here today are afraid that most of them can't think of it, and they don't have the knowledge to think about it.

"Okay, good," Liu Zhizhou muttered again after cheering.

This word, this poem......

Some people say that when guests come to the door, the tent shines. The arrival of this son today has made the entire poetry club shine.

Seeing this, they all sighed.

I can't accept it.

However, the depth of understanding must be different for each person.

Liu Zhizhou suddenly heard someone whispering: "Brother Yan Guoxian, can you see the eyebrows?" ”

"Hevin means ......"

"Look at this poem, and then think about the tune of "Yangguan Three Stacks". Writing this, is it the second stack? ”

"This ......" The young man's face immediately became solemn, this young man's appetite must be too good.

ps: The name of the protagonist has been changed, and it has been changed twice, but I didn't see it, it's a shame. Guys, did you enjoy this chapter? If it's enjoyable, can you vote more votes in your hand, and use the prosperous Song Dynasty to kill the Sui Dynasty and warlords above me!