Pan Wenhao's voice was still loud, but when the words spread, everyone's expressions were different.
Pan Shun, who had just smiled, now turned a little stiff. Master Zhou looked surprised, but the guests below were even more surprised. Everyone whispered and made some conclusions.
"Is it the Song Mu who just wrote the poem "The Talented Bad Dou Xing Wen" not long ago?
"That's it. Have you seen the latest issue of "Tianwen Magazine"? The poem "Xingwen" is at the top. Even today's academicians praise it."
"Doesn't that mean that the poem Song Mu is going to do today is very unusual."
"It must be good. If he writes a verbal poem on such an occasion, it will undermine his status as a scholar."
"It's wonderful. What happened today can even be compiled into storytelling and spread widely."
"Stop talking about this, let's take a look at what kind of poem Song Mu wrote."
The people below kept talking, and even the people in the private room on the second floor looked at Song Mu. Song Mu looked a little helpless at the moment, grinning, and saw Pan Wenhao, who was looking a little proud.
Pan Wenhao felt that the poems he had written today were good enough. They were good poems that he made accidentally after polishing for a long time. Moreover, it must be very rare to achieve such a literary achievement in poetry.
Even though Song Mu had written some very talented poems before, it did not mean that he could make birthday poems well. Only he knew the difficulty of this.
As long as his poetry is about as talented as his own, it will undermine his reputation as a talented poet.
"Brother Song, it seems that you are riding a tiger again this time." Kong Zong next to him also said with a wry smile.
Nowadays, everyone is looking at Song Mu and hopes that Song Mu can write a unique poem.
Song Mu looked around calmly, then focused his gaze in front of him again.
Immediately, Song Mu turned to Kong Zong and said, "Brother Kong, why don't we put the icing on the cake today and collaborate on a poem?"
"Collaborate on a poem?" Kong Zong was stunned, but when he saw Song Muzheng looking at the two poems in front of him, he looked suddenly confused and said.
"Is this good? This poem of mine is really..."
Song Mu took the tray with a smile, and said softly: "Brother Kong has gathered his talents, and with one last step, Song Mu will show off his shame."
With that said, Song Mu picked up the brush and began to dip it in ink.
When the children saw that Song Mu actually wanted to continue writing half of Kong Zong's poem, they all gathered around him, and even the people in the private room next to him looked over.
Pan Wenhao's expression also changed, and he came over and stared.
Song Mu lightly dipped his hand in ink, thought for a moment, and then put pen to paper.
Everyone held their breath, wanting to see how Song Mu would complete this half of the poem.
The intention of Kong Zong's poem is very good, but the beginning is too high. If you want to continue writing, how to understand the meaning of the first two sentences and sublimate the whole poem is a test of one's poetry skills.
Everyone is looking forward to it.
When all the guests learned that Song Mu actually wanted to write half a poem, they all looked a little weird, thinking that Song Mu was cheating because he couldn't even write a complete poem.
At this moment, Song Mu had slowly written the next two lines of the poem.
"From now on, the spring breeze will surely smile."
"And become a longevity immortal in the world."
As soon as the two seven-character poems fell, the talent that had just dissipated began to flow from the paper again, and then became very strong.
Someone nearby immediately spread the content of this poem, but Master Zhou's eyes suddenly brightened after he read it twice.
"Good! What a poem!"
This poem written by Song Mu and Kong Zong begins with the story of planting pine and cypress in front of the door, and then blessings and honors will come to the family. It means that the Zhou family has a profound tradition of reading, and supports future generations to study, so that they can advance step by step, and the family
Prosperity and wealth.
Although writing like this means to praise the Zhou family for their good writing style and their successful descendants, it does not fit the scene of today’s birthday celebrations.
This is also the reason why Kong Zong stopped writing.
The two sentences Song Mu added immediately sublimated the previous two sentences.
It is precisely because of diligently supporting my children and grandchildren to study that I can now feel completely at ease. From now on, I can take care of myself, enjoy every day in the future, and be a long-lived immortal in this world.
In an instant, this poem immediately upgraded from a poem congratulating the family tradition to a poem praising the old lady's achievements, and at the same time describing the old lady's future life and enjoying a wonderful life.
In this way, this poem was truly written into the hearts of Master Zhou and the old lady!
Master Zhou laughed loudly and praised his poem, and the guests on the second floor even exclaimed.
Because they saw that the poem began to have a huge literary spirit, Song Mu and Kong Zong looked at each other and nominated the poem under each other's eyes.
"Congratulations to the old lady on her birthday on August 5th"
After the title of the poem was completed, the surging talent suddenly seemed to have a direction at this moment, passing through the floor and heading upward.
There were exclamations of surprise again in the old lady's private room, but she saw that talent turned into longevity peaches falling in front of the old lady.
Then the white vapor melted into the old lady's mouth and nose. In just a moment, the old lady's complexion turned rosy.
Literary talent also has the effect of strengthening the body.
"Talent...Four Dou?!"
At that moment, someone exclaimed, and they all looked at Song Mu in disbelief. Even Kong Zong next to him nodded frequently at this moment.
"Brother Song, what you wrote is so wonderful, the whole poem immediately sublimated!"
Song Mu put down his pen and shook his head modestly, while the children next to him were all savoring the poem.
Song Mu and Kong Zong both stood up at the same time, then walked to the railing, and then cupped their hands in all directions.
"Master Song, Master Kong has great literary talent!"
Master Zhou also spoke at this moment, and the guests applauded one after another. They all felt that this was the highest level of attachment, and every word spoke to their hearts.
Song Mu was about to respond when the old lady's private room on the third floor also opened. The old lady actually came out in person and asked in a trembling voice.
"Can these talented people who have written brilliant poems come up and let me see them?
Song Mu and Kong Zong were speechless at the moment, but they also went upstairs, along with the scholar who wrote the talented poem and Pan Wenhao.
When several people arrived on the third floor, they saw the old lady sitting in the private room. When they saw several people coming in, they asked.
"Who is Mr. Song Mu Song?"
Song Mu hurriedly came out and handed over his hand: "Old Madam, you are as blessed as the East Sea, and your life span is as long as the Southern Mountains."
This week, the old lady looked at Song Mu carefully. She also smiled from ear to ear and said several nice things.
"Yun'er, you should pay more attention to such a talented person." After saying this, Mrs. Zhou did not forget to warn her son next to her.
Master Zhou nodded repeatedly, while Pan Wenhao, who was watching all this, had a sinking face at the moment.
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The poems in these two chapters were not easy to write. They were half-copied and half-written. The first two poems were scratched my head and I thought about them. The last one was an excerpt from "Partridge Sky" by Li Nai from the Song Dynasty, so the rhymes and rhymes are somewhat uneven.