After a while, Liu Xuan's poem was completed. According to the rules of the competition, poems completed earlier can be shared with everyone in advance.
The man presiding over had a scholarly air, but his voice was like a dusk bell, which sounded particularly strange, "The poem written by Mr. Liu Xuan is titled: Mu Hua Yin, and the verses are: I miss you in the dark night but can only see the moon, and I look back at the sky in the bright day. Chao
At dusk, everyone waits for love to arrive, and the envious mandarin ducks have no intention of flying."
Yun Dieyi, who was thinking about it, felt so sad when he heard this poem? Missing someone day and night?
Is this Liu Xuan really planning to follow the mandarin duck and butterfly style and write charming poems? Or does he want to take this opportunity to express his feelings to Princess Yuling? In ancient times, this style of expressing one's true feelings through poems seemed to be quite popular.
Jun Feiliu's poem was almost completed. The man who hosted it coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and then recited the poem in a dull voice, "The autumn geese in the clouds do not recognize sorrow, and the flying swallows in the low altitude express their love for the rain." Two
He is nowhere to be seen, and the sky is full of snow falling down to the west tower."
Naturally, there was a round of applause and admiration.
Yun Dieyi just sneered in her heart. She actually didn't hate the extravagant and gorgeous poetry style of the palace, nor did she reject the far-reaching poems with delicate feelings, but it seemed that if the poems could be added to the pursuit of her own ambitions, they would have more charm.
This Liu Xuan is not as gorgeous and sentimental as Nalan Rongruo, an ancient genius, not to mention Li Qingzhao's graceful and delicate, not to mention the Huajian poet Yan Shu... even compared to Shangguan Yi, who has been annihilated by history.
The difference is thousands of miles.
Jun Feiliu's artistic conception is inferior to other literary giants and even farther away than the stars in the universe.
Remembering that they once claimed to be the first and second most talented people in the world, she couldn't help but feel more contempt for them.
Since coming to this time and space, she discovered that the only meaning of some people's lives is to be despised by others. For example, Jun Feiliu, such as Liu Xuan.
Not long after, Liu Xuan had finished several poems and was in full swing.
But Yun Dieyi was too lazy to pay attention to him again, retracted her thoughts, and started to write. She had studied calligraphy in the past, Wang Xizhi, Yan Zhenqing... The style of what she wrote later was not similar to anyone else, she just did it as she pleased.
It was originally just a time for writing in my free time, but I never thought that in ancient times, the opportunity to use a brush would be so frequent.
In just one stick of incense, she had finished her poem and was about to hand it over to the man hosting the poem. Liu Xuan was one step ahead of him and glanced at her with a slightly strange expression.
ps; The verses without indicating the source, pfft, were written casually by a certain You. There is no rhyme. I am sweating. Please forgive me.