Chapter 2398 Once 'Jiang Xue' comes out, who can rival it?
After Master Changmei finished reciting, the whole place was silent, and everyone looked at him as if he were a fool.
"Why are you all looking at me like this?"
"I know, you must worship me!"
"I can't help it, my talent is just that good."
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter.
"Hahaha……"
Everyone laughed.
"Nima, this is also called a poem? A limerick is more or less the same."
"Don't say it's not as good as Qin Jiang and Wei Wuxin. Even Zhuge Chaoyang's poem is much better than yours."
"You actually said that we admire you? Ha, how shameless."
"..."
Ridiculous.
Master Longmei's face turned red and he secretly said, "These bitches don't understand appreciation at all."
"What a poem!" Suddenly, a voice sounded.
Everyone looked around and found that the speaker was actually Kong Tianxia.
"Forehead--"
Everyone looked surprised.
Could it be that this eldest disciple of Jixia Academy also doesn’t understand poetry?
Kong Tianxia said, "Although this poem written by the Taoist priest does not seem to have much literary talent, the description of the heavy snow is very vivid."
"The first sentence is about mountains and rivers in general. It describes the vastness of the whole land covered by heavy white snow, which is a bit like thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow drifting."
"The second sentence is that there is a black hole in the well. When I look up, no matter how heavy the snow is, it is nothing to the well. The heavy snow falls in the well water, but it is still melted by the clear spring water. Inside the rim of the well, there is full of life, and outside the rim of the well, it is full of life.
It’s so vast.”
"The third sentence of the yellow dog is white on the body. It means that the yellow dog running on the ground has turned into snow white. You can imagine how big the snow is."
"The fourth sentence of the white dog's body is swollen. It describes that the white dog was covered with a thick layer of snow because of the heavy snow, as if it had been beaten and swollen."
"
This poem by Taoist priest is easy to understand and vividly describes the scene when the snow is falling. It seems funny, but in fact it is full of life."
"Looking at this poem carefully, every sentence writes about snow, but there is no word 'snow'. The opening chapter starts with a panoramic description of mountains and rivers, which is magnificent, and then moves to a close-up, vivid and humorous."
"The aptness of his words, the simplicity of his language, and the humor of his style really make people applaud."
"Taoist Master, please accept me and pay my respects!"
After Kong Tianxia finished speaking, he stood up and bent down to salute Changmeizhenren.
Master Changmei was so moved that he almost cried. He stepped forward to hold Kong Tianxia's hand and said, "A close friend!"
Kong Tianxia couldn't stand the enthusiasm of Master Changmei, so he quickly pulled his hand back from Master Changmei's hand and said with a smile, "Taoist Master, you're welcome."
Master Changmei said, "I finally met someone who can understand Pindao's poems. He is worthy of being the senior disciple of Jixia Academy. You are different from those ordinary people."
"This friend of yours is destined to be a Pindao!"
"I'll buy you a drink when you have time."
Kong Tianxia said, "Thank you, Master Taoist, for your kindness. I never drink alcohol."
"Then I'll treat you to tea." Master Changmei said.
Kong Tianxia said, "I don't drink tea either."
Master Changmei smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I invite you to go to the brothel and prostitute the girl."
Kong Tianxia's face instantly turned red and he said awkwardly, "I never go to a brothel."
Changmeizhen's eyes widened, "No way, why don't you have any hobbies?"
Kong Tianxia raised the book in his hand and said, "I only like reading."
bookworm!
Master Changmei felt contempt in his heart, but he said, "To be honest, I also like to read books."
"Oh?" Kong Tianxia was a little surprised and asked, "What books does the Taoist like to read?"
Master Changmei said, "Uncle Qin, the concierge, Bai Jie, A Bin, how can the golden scales be the things in the pond..."
Kong Tianxia was shocked and said, "I have never read these books that the Taoist Master read. I didn't expect the Taoist Master to be so knowledgeable."
It's strange that you have seen it, they are all classics in the secular world.
Master Changmei smiled and said, "When you have the opportunity in the future, I will get a few copies for you to read. I believe you will like them."
"Thank you, Taoist Master." Kong Tianxia saluted again. .??.
"You're welcome, who said we are close friends?" Changmei Zhenren said with a smile.
He was thinking in his heart that it might be a very fulfilling thing to turn the disciples cultivated by the Master onto a path of no return.
Ye Qiu stood beside him and was worried about Changmei Zhenren.
This old guy is seeking death again!
Kong Tianxia is the master's direct disciple, and he is very likely to be the next master of Jixia Academy. If you turn him into a road of no return, be careful that the master will chop you into pieces.
At this time, Qin Jiang's voice sounded.
"Brother Kong, you have read the books of sages and are extremely talented. You are also a disciple of Jixia Academy, and you also participated in this Prince Consort Competition. How about you write a poem too?"
Qin Jiang thought that if Kong Tianxia could write some masterpiece, it might be able to overpower Ye Qiu.
However, his idea failed.
Kong Tianxia said, "I came here this time with no intention of competing for the Prince Consort. In fact, I just wanted to take a look at the masterpieces written by the talented people in Central China. As for writing poetry...to be honest, I don't know how."
Who are you lying to?
Can you still interpret other people’s poems?
Qin Jiang said, "In that case, Brother Ye, it's your turn to write poetry."
Ye Qiu smiled and said, "I don't write well.
I won’t write it down anymore, just read it directly.”
"This poem of mine is called "Jiang Snow"."
Everyone looked at Ye Qiu with different expressions, including expectation, worry, jealousy...
Ye Qiu whispered:
"Birds have disappeared from thousands of mountains, and people have disappeared from thousands of paths. A man with a coir raincoat hat is alone in a boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river."
In an instant, the whole audience could hear the needle drop.
A picture appeared in everyone's mind. On the river with heavy snow, there was a small boat and an old fisherman fishing alone in the middle of the cold river.
As the saying goes, there is painting within the poem, and there is poetry within the painting.
This poem by Ye Qiu is like a landscape painting.
It's been a while.
"good!"
Kong Tianxia stood up excitedly.
When everyone came back to their senses, Wei Wuxin and Qin Jiang glanced at Kong Tianxia. They knew that this guy was about to start interpreting again.
Damn it, you don’t interpret the poems we write, and you have to write a lengthy essay on every poem written by Ye Changsheng. Are you his dog?
Kong Tianxia said, "Brother Ye's poem is more like a picture of snow on the river."
"The mountains are covered with snow, and the roads are white. The birds are gone, and the traces of people are disappearing. The distant scenery is vast, and the nearby scenery is lonely and cold. The artistic conception is secluded, and the mood is desolate."
"Especially the fisherman, who seems to have picked it up easily, but is actually meticulously crafted. It can be said to be a stroke of genius, and the snow scene is painted impeccably."
"Although the whole poem only has a short span of twenty characters, it has a unique conception, concise and concise language, and rich meaning."
"Every word and every sentence is wonderful. It outlines a snowy scene in front of your eyes, making you immersed in it and unable to extricate yourself."
"As soon as this poem came out, other poems about snow will be eclipsed. I dare to conclude that this "Jiang Snow" will become an eternal masterpiece."
"Brother Ye is a great talent. I admire you greatly. Please accept my respect!"
