Chapter 73 Raising a glass to invite the bright moon
"Brother Xu, Brother Xu..."
Su Wentian looked at the young man across from him who suddenly fell into a daze. After calling twice, the young man still didn't come back to his senses, and he couldn't help but feel confused.
Time moves forward, and earlier...
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to the bright moon, and make three people in the shadow..."
"The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow only follows me. For a while, the moon will cast its shadow, and my entertainment must wait until spring."
"We will travel together forever, and we will meet again in Yunhan..."
"Ruo Qing, this poem..."
As Wan Ruoqing wrote the poem "Drinking Alone under the Moon" on rice paper with beautiful calligraphy, the expressions of the talented women of Yunying Poetry Club gradually changed from confusion to shock. After she stopped writing, the older woman turned her head
Looking at her, he opened his mouth in disbelief.
"How does this poem compare with what Fang Wentian did?"
Zeng Zuimo saw all the changes in the expressions of the girls just now. He couldn't hold back anymore and asked impatiently.
When the older woman heard this, the expression on her face became solemn and she said: "How can the light of a grain of rice compete with the brightness of the bright moon? How can Fang Wentian be so virtuous and capable as to compare with this word passed down from generation to generation?"
"Words passed down from generation to generation..." Zeng Zui Mo Ying opened her lips slightly, and a flash of lightning flashed across her mind.
Is that unreasonable guy actually so talented in poetry?
"If this poem spreads, I am afraid that the talented and literati in our Jingguo country, whenever and wherever they want to raise a glass and have a drink, will inevitably recite the sentence "Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and look at the shadow to form three people...""
A confused look appeared in the young woman's beautiful eyes, and she murmured.
The performance of several talented women did not exceed Li Yi's expectations.
You must know that this song "Drinking Alone under the Moon" can be regarded as the best among all works by the poet Li Bai. "Raise a glass to the bright moon and make three people in the shadow" has been passed down for thousands of years.
Quatrains.
Who is Li Bai? He was at the pinnacle of the ancient literary world. A random poem would be enough to scare people to death!
There was uncontrollable excitement on Wan Ruoqing's pretty face. After hearing a broken poem, she just guessed that this young master must have some talent, but she never thought that the other party's talent could reach such a high level.
Putting aside her personal emotions, the quality of this poem is already comparable to that of "Magpie Bridge Immortal".
Of course, Wan Ruoqing still prefers "Magpie Bridge Immortal" in her heart. Not to mention her origins with that poem, in Jingguo, poetry has developed to this day. Due to various reasons, poetry is more prosperous and more popular than poetry.
Love.
As for poetry, it was indeed very prosperous in the previous dynasty, but for more than a hundred years, the literati in Jingguo still preferred to write lyrics.
Therefore, although this song "Drinking Alone under the Moon" is of a very high standard, in terms of influence, it will not exceed "The Magpie Bridge Immortal".
However, if we compare this poem with Fang Wentian and others, it seems to be too much.
When the shock in their hearts subsided a little, everyone couldn't help but look at Li Yi.
For them, through a poem, they can see the poet's character and even what was in his heart when he wrote the poem.
Drinking alone under the flowers on a moonlit night, with no one close to you, from being lonely to not being lonely, and then from not being lonely to being lonely, your poetic talent is broad-minded, and you have no tolerance for things and me. What kind of mind is this?
Raising glasses to the bright moon, facing each other as three people... After such self-satisfaction, what kind of desolation will come next?
The expression on the scholar's face was calm, but the hearts of the talented women were filled with mixed feelings.
Being stared at by so many women, Li Yi felt a little guilty. He coughed slightly, and the pretty faces of the women blushed slightly before he realized that it was very unreasonable for a woman to stare at a man like this.
He hurriedly returned to his position, copied the poem just now on several pieces of paper, and passed it around among the people.
Not far from Li Yi, Zeng Zuimo was sitting there, not knowing whether he should be happy or angry at this moment.
Of course, I am happy that I am expected to win today's competition and participate in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition tomorrow night. I am angry that God is not discerning and gave that unreasonable guy such a good talent...
As for the little maid standing next to Li Yi, although her head was still dizzy, she was very happy in her heart.
It seems that the poem written by my uncle scared these sisters...
During the Chinese Valentine's Day last month, my uncle also wrote a poem on Xiaohuan's prayer lantern, called... What is the name of the fairy?
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"Last month at the Qixi Festival Poetry Festival, Fangzhou defeated Su Wentian. If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of "Magpie Bridge Immortal", he would have been the leader that day. But today, he was overshadowed by Su Wentian in terms of Mid-Autumn Festival poems.
If Bailu Poetry Society doesn’t have better poetry, it will fail this time.”
"This is not surprising. Poetry has always been difficult to distinguish. Fangzhou is good at Qixi Festival poems. Su Wentian's moon chanting poems are extremely outstanding. It is perfect to use them in this Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition. Fangzhou lost to
He was not surprised."
"Speaking of which, the talented girls from Yunying Poetry Society should not be underestimated. I wonder if they have any good lyrics tonight?"
"Of course this is true. Miss Wan's poem about chanting the moon is still above Fangzhou in terms of quality, but compared with Fang Wentian, it is still inferior."
Somewhere on the first floor, several talented people were toasting and drinking, judging the outstanding works of today's poetry meeting.
"After all, she is just a woman... In this way, today's winner is none other than Dongli Poetry Society. With this poem, Su Wentian will not be unknown at tomorrow's poetry meeting." A man in Tsing Yi sighed and said
In one sentence, I casually took a piece of paper raft from the hand of a passing boy, wanting to see which other poetry club had new works.
"That's not entirely true. After all, many talents will gather in Qing'an Mansion tomorrow, and there will be no shortage of masterpieces. Whether Su Wentian can be on the list depends on his luck."
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While several people were talking, they didn't notice that one of them remained silent for a long time, and a shocked expression gradually appeared on his face.
"I hope Su Wentian can become famous tomorrow. In this way, I can boast a few words in the future, which is quite an honor..." A talented man said with a smile. Before he finished the second sentence, a voice suddenly came from beside him.
sound.
"Everyone...wait a minute!"
The voice was slightly higher in pitch. The talented man took back what he was about to say, and several people looked at him with doubtful eyes.
The scholar in Tsing Yi still had a look of shock on his face, and he slowly handed over the paper raft in his hand.
After those people took it, they leaned over, and after just a few breaths, their expressions changed.
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His gaze went back upstairs.
"Brother Xu? Brother Xu?"
Su Wentian screamed countless times, and it wasn't until he stretched out his hand to shake his shoulder that the young man woke up.
"Brother Xu, what happened to make Brother Xu so distracted?"
When he looked up, he saw Su Wentian looking at him doubtfully.
A complicated look appeared on the young man's face. He glanced at Su Wentian and handed over the paper raft in his hand.
"Brother Su, you... just take a look..."
[ps: I have classes in the evening, so the second update will be very late.]