Rising Xianxia World

Chapter 26 I Have a Jug of Wine
"Compose poetry again?" Gu Qiubai raised his eyebrows.

Of course, writing poems this time is slightly different. The first time writing poems is an open topic, and there are too many poems to choose from.

This time, the scope is specified, and poems can only be written around mountains and rivers, which further tests the true talents and learning of talented scholars.

If it is said that the first time to write a poem is to see the talent's background, then this time is to test the talent's on-the-spot adaptability!

Compared with the former, it is obvious that the latter can more truly reflect the level of talent.

Of course, for Gu Qiubai, who has a 5000-year-old Chinese culture, this is not a difficult task at all.

Soon, a poem flashed in Gu Qiubai's mind, it couldn't be more appropriate to use it here!
Gu Qiubai was not in a hurry to do it, but showed a look of thinking, he wanted to see the level of other talents first.

Soon, the time for half a stick of incense passed, but no one came out to recite poems, and no one wanted to be this early bird.

Ji Changge looked around, his eyes stayed on Gu Qiubai for a moment, and he said calmly: "Master Wei, I have already thought of a poem, and I hope to give you some advice."

"Oh?"

Ji Changge's temperament changed suddenly, from cold to heroic, and he looked at the Chu River rushing by in the distance.

The voice was like a rushing river coming from his mouth: "The Chu River is going east to wash the sand, and the moon shadow is slanting from the sky."

As soon as these two poems came out, all the talented scholars nodded secretly. These two poems unfolded slowly like a scroll, and there was no lack of tenderness in the atmosphere.

Ji Changge looked at the green hills in the distance with a leisurely gaze, and his voice became longer, and he recited the next sentence: "The rain falls on Nanshan and the garden is full of autumn..."

After a pause, his voice changed again, revealing vicissitudes and desolation, and the last sentence came out slowly: "A little peach blossom eternal sorrow."

"The Chu River goes east to wash the sand, and the shadow of the moon is slanting across the sky."

"The rain falls in Nanshan, and the garden is full of autumn, and a little peach blossom is always worrying."

It is a typical form of expression in poetry to express emotions through scenery and to express aspirations through objects. This moment is vividly expressed by Ji Changge.

Moreover, this poem perfectly integrates Chujiang and Nanshan, which fits the theme without being abrupt.

Especially in the last sentence, the scene changes suddenly, from scenery to lyricism, just like the finishing touch, it directly elevates the poem to a higher level.

After hearing this, Governor Wei couldn't help but nodded secretly. Although this poem still has some minor flaws, and the wording needs to be carefully considered, it is very rare to be able to achieve such a level in a short period of time!

After reciting a poem, Ji Changge looked at Gu Qiubai, the meaning was very simple, I'm done, it's your turn!

In fact, everyone knows that the leader of the Qingfeng Poetry Association this time must be born among these two people, and the rest can only be a foil.

Therefore, the eyes of most talented scholars began to focus on Gu Qiubai.

What kind of poem can Gu Qiubai make this time?

Gu Qiubai smiled slightly, looked at the Chu River in the distance, brewing emotions, and after a while, a melodious voice came out of his mouth, all in one go!
"The gate of heaven interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward."

"The green hills on both sides of the strait face each other, and the lone sail is approaching the sun."

This poem is a famous poem by Li Bai, an ancient Chinese poet. The rivers and green mountains depicted in the poem are truly unique.

Coincidentally, the Tianmen and Chujiang in the poem can be matched with the place names here, which is simply tailor-made for this question.

Although Ji Changge's poem is not bad, compared with this poem, it is obviously inferior!

"hiss--"

Wei Junshou savored the poem carefully, and his eyes became more and more shocked. Is this really a poem written in Banzhuxiang's time? !
He has read more than tens of thousands of poems, but in terms of scenery, no poem can compare with the one in front of him!
The use of six verbs, break, open, flow, return, come out, and come, directly brought the landscape to life, and he even had a feeling of returning to the source of the Chu River.

With clear water and green mountains, white sails and red sun, the majestic and unstoppable momentum of the flowing water is even more impressive.

In particular, there is a hint of metaphor in it, the Chu River is the mother river of Chu State, however, no matter how vast this mother river is, it must circle here, how domineering is this?
The last two sentences reveal a natural emotion from the scenery, which complements the first two poems!

I have to say, this is another great poem through the ages!
"Good, good poetry!" Governor Wei praised without hesitation.

Ji Changge clenched his fist subconsciously. He knew that he had already lost in the poetry competition!
He has read poetry since he was a child, and he has a unique vision in appraising poetry. This poem has reached the level of a great Confucianist, and even surpassed it by many.

"How did he write such poems in such a short period of time?" Ji Changge narrowed his eyes slightly.

"There must be tricks in it!" Ji Changge's eyes were cold, and he stopped talking.

Soon, the poems of hundreds of talents were all finished, and a small half chose to abstain, and the poems made by the rest were naturally not as good as Ji Changge and Gu Qiubai.

However, Nine Piaoling's poems also surprised others a little, and the poems written are somewhat ethereal and tactful, comparable to Ji Changge's poems.

This time, although Junwei Wei only took the top ten, but everyone with a discerning eye knows that the first place is Gu Qiubai.

Gu Qiubai was also a little excited, and he was one step closer to the leader!
He can be regarded as the number one in the first three rounds of competition, as long as nothing goes wrong in the last round, the leader should be a certainty.

As for Ji Changge, he lost to himself in the poem writing this round. Not surprisingly, it is difficult to compete with him again.

China's 5000-year cultural heritage is no joke!

Soon, the list came out, and the expressions of the talents who were selected became excited.

Not only because there are rewards for the top ten, but more importantly, County Sheriff Wei will definitely remember their names in the end.

At that time, as long as you are sincere, you may be able to get help from Sheriff Wei.

If they become officials in the court in the future, a word from Governor Wei will be enough to save them many detours in their official career.

Those who lost the election were taken down by the bearded man. This time, the bearded man summoned a huge flagon, enough to hold a hundred people.

Governor Wei looked around, looked at the remaining young talents, especially Gu Qiubai and Ji Changge, and nodded secretly.

These are all talents from Nanyang County. If there is a chance in the future, they may be able to enter the palace for scientific examinations and become officials in the court.

He smiled, and said: "We won't change places in the last round, just in this competition, I will decide who is the leader of this Qingfeng poetry meeting based on the performance of everyone before!"

Gu Qiubai breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he did his best before, otherwise he would suffer a loss!

"Stop playing tricks, come up with a question, this girl can't wait." Ninth Piaoling said.

Wei Junshou also smiled slightly, not annoyed at all. He was very patient with the only woman in the field who was quite aura.

"Okay, I won't be a fool." Wei Junshou said with a smile, "Some time ago, I wrote half a poem on a whim, and now I will use this as the title. Please continue the first and second half of the poem for me!"

After a pause, Governor Wei continued: "The first half of the poem is 'I have a jug of wine, enough to comfort the world', please continue!"

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