Divine Book Era

Chapter 69 Garden is not extravagant, there is beauty in writing!
The dishes on the dinner table were removed one after another.

The dancers withdrew one after another, and suddenly became empty and silent.

The tea was served, the paper was delivered, and the ink was being polished. Some literati began to think and write poems.

At this time, the copper bell rang three times, a stick of incense was burned, and the time began.Different incense sticks have different burning times. Liu Xiu roughly estimated that one stick of incense lasts about 15 minutes.

Once the stick of incense burns out, you need to hand in the poem paper, and if you don't think about it or don't write it, you have to hand in a blank paper.

When conceiving, you can leave your seat, you can drink to find your thoughts, you can drink tea to find inspiration, and you can also look at the moon to find your thoughts. Suddenly, all the people, young and old, are either sitting upright, staring, frowning by the railing, or still On the side of the green bamboos on the rockery, or looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, each of them thought hard about the poems and chanted to themselves from time to time.

Someone who suddenly got a good sentence would rush to the pavilion in a nervous manner, and write down the poem with a brush like flying.Some smeared out after writing poems, shaking their heads and sighing.Different attitudes, different moods.

Suddenly, the banquet became lonely.

There is no before, there is no fiery gong (gōng) interlacing; there is no dancer dancing, with a graceful figure and a variety of changes; there is no previous sound of silk and bamboo, which is melodious.

Some are just sighing, thinking hard, pondering hard, and there are slight footsteps!
At this moment, the banquet really reached its peak.

"The beauty of the manor does not lie in the exquisite garden design, the many concubines, the beauties like clouds, the beauty of silk and bamboo, the beauty of meals, but the literary talent!" Liu Xiu said leisurely in her heart: "The mountains are not high, but there are immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons; if the garden is not extravagant, it will be beautiful if there are words!"

The beauty of the Grand View Garden does not lie in the mountains and rivers or the gardens, but in the beautiful women with outstanding talents and learning, and in the beautiful poems and essays.

The four major gardens in the south of the Yangtze River, to put it bluntly, are just a group of stones and a group of houses. There is nothing to see, but with the literati background, they have become alive and spiritual.

No matter how beautiful the construction of Jingu Garden is, no matter how luxurious, no matter how many wives and concubines, no matter how delicious the food is, without the literati background, it is just a nouveau riche;
Closing her eyes, Liu Xiu began to think.

I just thought about it for a long time, but I still haven't figured it out.

This is a side topic, extremely difficult.

With gardens as the theme, there are very few famous articles written, or even none.

But those who can live in gardens are mostly emperors, dignitaries and the like, mostly a group of carnivores.The construction of individual gardens is often the result of exploitation of the people's fat and anointment, and is not worth advocating.

And those who describe gardens and palaces are mostly satirical poems.

It satirizes the rich and powerful, drunk and dreamy, living a life of extravagance, and finally subjugated the country, which serves as a negative teaching material.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiu couldn't help but wrote:
"Looking at the virtuous countries and families of the past, success comes from diligence and thrift, and failure comes from extravagance.

Why do you need amber to be a pillow, how can you get real pearls to be a car.

When you go far away, you can't meet Qinghai horses, and it's hard to pull out Shushan snakes with poor strength.

Several people had smoked music in the south, and cried for Cuihua in Cangwu all the time. "

This is a poem that Liu Xiu remembered in her previous life.

This poem means that, looking at history, in all wise countries, success stems from diligence and thrift, and decline begins from luxury.Why do dignitaries have to use amber to make pillows, and why do emperors have to be inlaid with pearls to ride in a car?Too much pursuit of material comforts has led to the scarcity of talents.If you want to go far, you don't have a horse that can cover a thousand li; if you want to fight a snake in Shushan, you don't have a warrior to help you.The reason why the situation is so difficult is that people in the world have forgotten "Song of the South Wind" and the simple fighting spirit taught by the sages. Being enjoyed by extravagant materials has paralyzed the soul, and in the face of failure, they can only cry heartily, but cannot change the status quo ! "

At this time, it is a poem of admonishment, admonishing medicine to be hard and simple to succeed; otherwise, being corrupted by a luxurious life, one can only cry to failure.

This poem is well written.

It's a pity that it should not be the scene.

Everyone was there, eating, drinking, having fun, playing with women, and having fun, but he was like a crow, croaking, which can be said to spoil the atmosphere of the banquet.

After thinking for a while, Liu Xiu reached out and rolled up the paper, and threw it into the wastebasket, treating it as a discarded poem manuscript.

Liu Xiu closed her eyes again and began to think.

At last he wrote:
White jade is like hall, gold is like horse, pearl is like earth, gold is like iron.

It's fun to accompany wine with poems and Fu, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

If there is no title, it can be regarded as an untitled poem!
In general poetry, the theme and title of the poem are determined first; but for some poems, the title is often determined after the content is written, and even after the poem is written, it is still not known how to determine the title.

It is blank and has no title, so it is called untitled poem.

This poem is a neutral poem, neither praise nor belittle.

In other words, in the eyes of the praiser, the poem contains praise; but in the eyes of the detractor, it contains derogation.

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The stick of incense has gradually burned out, and many scholars have already arrived at the table and started writing poems.

A poem is nothing more than a few crosses, nothing more.

The real difficulty is not being inspired.

Even Li Bai and Du Fu are not all excellent works, there are still many failed works and rubbish works.It is not bad to have one or two outstanding poems among a hundred poems.

Someone has already started going back to the kiosk to write verses.People in the other part also began to grind ink and lay paper, and it seems that they have almost conceived.

Several maidservants have already started to draw colored ropes between the pillars, this is to hang up the written poems for everyone to admire in turn.

Appreciation and analysis of strange essays, and analysis of doubts and meanings.

Prince Yu stood up, looked at each poem, and kept scoring in his heart.

And the dignitaries around him also nodded, savoring these poems.

Many scribes and talented scholars waited anxiously outside the pavilion, waiting for the final evaluation.

Learn civil and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family.

This is another form of interview meeting.

And Liu Xiu's poems were also sent up and hung on colorful ropes, as if to show off something.

The judging Prince Yu and many dignitaries were obviously very serious and responsible. Every time they came to a poem, they whispered to each other and communicated with each other, but they were obviously not in a good mood, so they let out a sigh, and their words became louder and louder. The harsher it gets.

"These few poems are torn down, parallel words and sentences, showing off rhetoric."

"These few songs are ripped off, moaning without illness, and hypocritical."

"These few poems are also torn down, the language is not clear, and it is a mystery."

"These poems are not good either, they are not interesting, they are extremely boring!"

"..."

A series of sounds of being torn off came to my ears, but I saw poems being torn off one by one, turned into balls of paper, thrown into the wastebasket, and turned into garbage.

Whoa!
As if slapped in the face, the scribes were slapped severely in the face, slapping!
Seeing the poems turned into rubbish, some scribes were ashamed and stepped aside; there were also some self-esteemed people who secretly cursed in their hearts that their talents were not appreciated.

Looking at this scene, Liu Xiu shook her head secretly.

To put it bluntly, this poetry meeting is a poem for exams, a poem for faces, and a poem for banquets. It's no wonder that you can write good poems.

There are really few famous poems written on the theme of banquets.

It's not that these talented people are too useless, but that they have no inspiration.Without inspiration, Li Bai wrote poetry, which is also rubbish poetry.

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