Chapter 397: Thousand Years OldOde to Summer Scenery
"The neem flowers are floating in the air. The fragrance of the sage is fine. The plum rain has passed, and the wind is blowing. The love is far away from the Xiang River, and the dreams are around the green peaks of Wu. When I am tired of playing the piano and reading, the partridges wake up and sleep by the south window."
"There is no one to express my deep feelings. Who can wash away my deep hatred? I am repairing the bamboo bank, inside the sparse curtain. After singing, the dust blows on the fan, and after dancing, the wind lifts my sleeves. After the people leave, the pale moon and the sky are like water."
Xie Yi's "Thousand Years Old·Ode to Summer Scenery".
An extremely elegant poem. Song Mu could think of this poem because he met a scholar from the Xiang River when he was traveling in Mount Tai. The man had already become a prefect, but because of something
He mishandled a demonic incident and was dismissed from office, and then traveled around the world.
He didn't have much conversation with Song Mu, but he had a good chat with Tao Fengming. What he said was that after prosperity, it was the time of sadness when people parted ways.
That sigh made Song Mu remember it deeply.
Writing this poem also expresses a bit of silence and helplessness, and it is also the moment when a literary man begins to fall from the peak to the bottom.
The artistic conception of this poem is really elegant, and it makes people feel that the prosperous and lonely scene suddenly appeared in front of them.
Song Mu had heard of this poem a lot in the past, but it was because of a painting by Feng Zikai.
The name of that painting is "After the People Disappear - The Crescent Moon and the Sky Are Like Water".
As the finishing touch at the end of this poem, after one sentence, a tranquil and far-reaching state of mind suddenly comes over, and the philosophy is profound. Even as a poem in a foreign land or a Qingming poem, it is very good.
Sure enough, after Song Mu finished writing, the paper was immediately filled with literary inspiration.
At the same time, the Wenxing on the altar also began to shake. The Wenxing wave spread violently, and the scene became spectacular for a moment.
Song Mu felt slightly happy when he saw that the talent of this poem had reached Wu Dou.
Even now, I tried to absorb the literary energy it brought me, and used my mind power to touch it.
And this light spread out in all directions, causing many people to exclaim in surprise, but soon they discovered that after these lights passed by, nothing else seemed to happen.
Except for the feeling that the chill around me seemed to have weakened a little, there was no more fluctuation.
This immediately caused everyone to feel puzzled and even a little depressed.
"What, what's going on?"
"Alas, it seems that my poetry skills are not enough, and it is a bit less interesting."
"Old Ma, you are just asking for help. What do you mean by not having enough attainments? If you are capable, why don't you write a song?"
"Hiss, wow, Old Wang, you still have the nerve to accuse me. The person who just said that he couldn't write good poems for a long time, isn't it you? Besides, there are literary stars rippling here, but there is no vision. I am standing here in the cold.
You've been out in the wind for several days, can you just see a few circles of stars?"
For some reason, the two people suddenly became a little angry, and they suddenly started fighting in the middle of the court. The two friends immediately started fighting.
But no one around him came forward, and some even frowned and cursed a few times.
Seeing that the conflict was getting worse, fortunately, masked soldiers rushed forward and greeted them with sticks. The two repeatedly begged for mercy, and the dispute was resolved.
But this is just a small episode in this square. The weather has been getting colder and colder in the past two days, and the people are waiting a little anxiously. But what is even more strange is that there is a surge of hostility in the hearts of everyone in this scene.
Sometimes just a few words can immediately ignite a person's emotions and start a fight without mercy.
The situation just now has been alleviated a lot.
Above the attic, Yan Fu was drinking hot tea. At this moment, he also felt the fluctuations of the Wenxing spreading towards the surroundings, and he frowned slightly.
"It's a good poem. It seems that it has the effect of Qingming Festival?"
He felt that after the light of Wenxing dispersed, the tense atmosphere outside seemed to have relaxed.
This situation made Yan Fu feel a little relieved.
Earlier today, I had this awareness, and it didn't feel good.
It reminded me of a situation I had encountered.
That was the same situation I encountered on the way to take the exam.
It was a small town, and it was originally very peaceful. But the night I stayed there, the people in the city had a sudden change of temper. They smashed and set fire to everything.
Even those literati have a bit of hostility when they take action.
After the storm calmed down, most of the city was in ruins, and many people were seriously injured.
As for the reason found later, it was a smell emanating from a river flowing through the city, which caused this situation.
The feeling at that time was a third of the same as now.
However, this poem came just in time. After it spread out, its aura has faded a lot.
At that moment, Yan Fu put down the teacup in his hand and glanced around. His six senses were opened again, but he still didn't notice anything wrong.
"Something strange..."
Yan Fu murmured something, then looked outside and saw Wenxing was shaking again and again in the scene, and his mood calmed down a little at this moment.
But in the examination room, Song Mu looked at the surging article in front of him, and this time he sighed slowly.
Wen Qi was still flowing into his body, but his power of thought failed to evoke the strange world of this poem.
The feeling of interest just now was retreating like a tide, which made Song Mu feel a little regretful.
It's like this time it didn't evoke the strange scene, everything immediately dissipated
"Is there something wrong with my thinking?"
Song Mu whispered something, then looked up and looked outside. On a new day, the wind and snow outside were even worse. Pieces of heavy snow fell from the sky, quickly covering the land, and the cold feeling hit from everywhere.
Come.
After writing two poems in a row, Song Mu was a little tired at the moment. He simply put down the things in front of him and sat in the examination room to watch the snow, trying to connect with the state he was in just now.
While Song Mu was watching the snow, at the location of the Great Wall, many soldiers were huddled beside the battlements with tired faces, yawning constantly.
Starting from yesterday evening, with the sound of the trumpet, nearly two-thirds of the troops under the Baoshan Great Wall entered a battle-ready state, with all weapons in place, and there were several active attacks during the period.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But after the attack, the counterattack from outside did not come.
But the tide of beasts that appeared outside last night didn't seem to have retreated at all. They stayed in the wind and snow, obscured by the sweeping wind and snow.
Outside the Baoshan Great Wall, the wind and snow are getting worse now. It only takes a moment for a thick layer of snow to fall. Just now, several Jinshi generals have jointly written many poems chanting the sun, but they still can't get rid of it.
Clouds and fog, see sunny days.
But the wind and snow around me finally dissipated a little.
Seizing this precious opportunity, Baoshan Great Wall also immediately arranged operations. At that moment, many teams led by Juren Lieutenants walked into the wind and snow, risking their lives to move forward to investigate the situation.
Xu Wang's team was among them. As an experienced lieutenant at Zhuque Pass, Xu Wang had a duty, and his goal this time was to find out how close those monsters were to the Great Wall.
In addition, it is also necessary to explore how many monsters are in front, and use this to calculate how many monsters are gathered outside the entire Baoshan Great Wall this time.
"Stop taking last hits, count your equipment immediately, count the number of monsters around you, and we'll leave immediately!"
Xu Wang had just killed a gray wolf demon general, and now he spoke to the surrounding soldiers. There were already dozens of corpses of demonic beasts lying around them.
"Boss, these gray wolves are only found in the Helan Mountains. How come they have come to the south of the Baoshan Great Wall now?"
"There's something wrong with these monsters. Why haven't I seen these guys launch a fierce attack from the beginning to the end?"
Saying this, Xu Wang also looked at the wolf corpse at his feet, reached out to touch the blood flowing from the wolf corpse, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. It was very fishy, like the smell of rotten meat.
The smell doesn't sound like fresh wolf blood.
"Boss, come here quickly!"
Before Xu Wang could think about it, a soldier next to him spoke anxiously. Xu Wang quickly stepped over there, crossing a hill in the wind and snow. When he saw the situation ahead clearly, his eyes suddenly widened.
Eye.
I saw only a mountain col ahead, where countless monsters were gathering, all of them low-level monsters.
But the difference is that these monsters are in ruins.
Some of them even had white bones exposed, and their eyes were still shining with a long green light.
It's exactly the same situation as what I saw last night.
What's even more shocking is that when you look up, you can see that there are countless of these guys in the mountain col.