Rebirth of the Supreme Writer

Yi Ming's mind was like a whirlpool at this moment, and as his thoughts spread like ripples in circles like a storm, the beautiful poems kept passing through his mind, but none of them made Yi Ming very satisfied.

Mr. Qingwen, who has been indifferent to his temperament for many years, still has small expectations in his heart at this moment. Although he has already stated that he does not care much about Yi Ming's talent and learning, he has been famous all his life and does not want to end up with nothing to lose when he approaches old age.

Mr. Qingwen drank his wine and saw that time passed by slowly and Yi Ming still looked silent, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Yi Ming took a long breath, and couldn't help but reveal a slight smile on his face. He looked at Mr. Qingwen and said with a smile: "Pavilions are the most common scenic spots in classical gardens. Some are built by the lake, some are hidden in the woods, and some are

Some float on the water, some stand on the top of the mountain, some are sandwiched in the corridor, and some are located at the head of the bridge... They not only make the beautiful lakes and mountains more charming, but also provide tourists with places to stop and rest and appreciate the surrounding scenery.

place."

"At night like this, the breeze is blowing slowly in the pavilion. Why don't I use the pavilion as a poem." After Yi Ming finished speaking, he tapped the table with his fingers and said: "The slanting rain is flying in the morning sky, and the sparse curtains are half rolled up by the wind in the wild pavilion. Lotus flowers

The late autumn light is gone, scattered in the red and green swamp."

As soon as Mr. Qingwen heard what Yi Ming said was clear and logical, he couldn't help but be interested. When he heard that Yi Ming said that he wanted to use the pavilion to compose poems, he was surprised.

Speaking of which, from ancient times to the present, there are not many excellent poems using the pavilion, and most of them are farewell poems. On the contrary, if you don't have some talent, you probably won't say the words of using the pavilion as a poem.

At this moment, when he heard Yi Ming reciting a poem without any delay, Mr. Qingwen felt good. Then he savored it carefully and studied each sentence to understand the meaning.

After a while, Mr. Qingwen took a deep breath and sighed: "What a poem. I never thought that you could write an excellent poem in such a short time. It seems that what you just said was not a joke."

At this time, Mr. Qingwen became very curious about Yi Ming's talents and knowledge, and selectively forgot some of the things he wanted to tell Yi Ming before. At least he didn't want to tell Yi Ming now.

Yi Ming does have a lot of poems in his mind, and many of them are famous poems, but there are not many poems about pavilions, especially if the poems are well written, it would be better. So it took a long time to choose.

I wrote a song called "Qijue Beiting" by Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty, but it must be enough to satisfy Mr. Qingwen.

Mr. Qingwen smiled and said: "Yes, the slanting rain is flying, and the sparse curtains are half rolled. Although it is a bit far-fetched for the current scenery, it is not bad."

Yi Ming smiled and said: "Then please ask Mr. Qingwen to come up with a match. I hope it won't be too difficult."

Looking at the confident smile on Yi Ming's face, Mr. Qingwen had no doubt that Yi Ming's statement about not being too difficult was still a pretense of modesty. This statement also indirectly reflected that the source of Yi Ming's confidence in himself was still

This is because I usually come across a lot of poetry and couplets in this area.

Mr. Qingwen pondered for a moment, then tapped the table with his fingers and said slowly: "Listen up, everything is empty. If you sit here for a while, there will be no difference between you and me. There are roads on both sides, so you can eat something of your own."

Yi Ming was stunned for a moment, not because this pairing was too difficult, but because its obscure meaning made it easy for people to understand that it was a couplet about a pavilion.

The four elements are all empty, and there is no distinction between you and me when we sit there for a while; there is a road on both ends, and everyone eats his own thing.

Isn't there a road at both ends of the pavilion? Moreover, the four elements in the first sentence are empty, which is a metaphor for a person's life, his mind should be free and easy, without distinction of honor and inferiority, you are you, I am me, why worry about whether we know each other, whether we are rich or not, nothing more After drinking a cup of herbal tea, we became strangers to each other.

It’s not difficult! What’s difficult is to get it right and understand its meaning, otherwise it will fall behind.

Yi Ming's mind quickly began to think, and he considered it word by word, in order to find a neat couplet pair.

Mr. Qingwen was not in a hurry and did not rush Yi Ming. He just drank slowly and took a sip of the small amount of wine in the cup, looking happy and contented.

Ever since Yi Ming was able to write an excellent poem with the theme of pavilion in a short period of time, Mr. Qingwen was very satisfied. Not to mention Yi Ming's talent and quick wit, at least his poetry skills were still there. There are some, and this also indirectly reflects that Yi Ming usually studies and has some experience in poetry.

Mr. Qingwen is not worried. Such a couplet will probably not be difficult for him. It is just a matter of the length of time.

Time passed slowly, and after Mr. Qingwen finished drinking the glass of wine, he saw Yi Ming's frown loosen, and a smile appeared on his face. He put down the glass with a smile and looked at Got Yi Ming.

Yi Ming smiled and said confidently: "Sir, there is indeed some truth in this pairing. As for whether it is a neat pairing, I hope you will comment on it."

"There is a road of thousands of miles from the east to the west; the road is smooth. Please tell me what is wrong and what is right." Yi Ming spoke loudly, looked at Mr. Qingwen and said, "Sir, please correct me."

The four elements are all empty, and there is no distinction between you and me when we sit there for a while; there is a road on both ends, and everyone eats his own thing.

There is a road of thousands of miles from the east to the west; the road is smooth, I hope you can tell the difference between right and wrong.

Mr. Qingwen smiled bitterly. Not only were the lines in the lower couplets neatly aligned, but the underlying meanings were also perfectly connected. They were not bad at all, and were even vaguely better. How could he correct me?

I didn't expect that since this kid has such talent and learning, he will really be formidable in future generations.

Seeing Mr. Qingwen's eyes slightly narrowed and looking thoughtful, Yi Ming felt a little proud. Although he studied at Sanliu University in his previous life, he always liked reading miscellaneous books, including ancient poetry. I have been very interested in some, especially the couplets, for a while, and have carefully studied some famous ancient and modern couplets. Otherwise, I am afraid that some of them may not be such a coincidence.

"Hmm..., that's right, the upper and lower lines are neatly aligned, and even the meaning is very appropriate, not bad." Mr. Qingwen smiled and nodded and said: "I am very interested in the patriotic songs you said at the song competition. I don't know. How long does it take you to make it?”

According to Mr. Qingwen, even if Yi Ming could compose a brand new patriotic song that was passable, it would probably take at least ten days and a half. With careful consideration and revision of the words and sentences, I'm afraid it would take at least one- It only takes two months.

After listening to Jing Fei talk about this patriotic song, Mr. Qingwen immediately realized that this brand new song category will definitely shine in the future of China and the world, and will also be cherished and recorded in the branch of Chinese studies. The music genre in China has become the fourth major music genre after the three major genres of national, popular and popular music. Needless to say, its broad prospects are even more promising, and it will shine even more brilliantly.

This is undoubtedly extremely exciting news for Chinese studies, which is now in decline. I am afraid no one can estimate the impact it will have.

Yi Ming was stunned for a moment, and then there was a smile on his lips. One poem and one lyric. I don’t know if it’s the lyrics that I’m least afraid of.

Yi Ming was not pretentious at the moment, and said with great confidence: "If I think about it carefully, I think it won't take long to make it."

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ps: The power was out for a day due to line maintenance. The call came in at almost 9 o'clock in the evening, but luckily there was a chapter!