Junshan Notes: Awards of the Monthly Essay Contest
Thanks to fellow Taoists for actively participating in the July essay collection activity of "Junshan Notes". Thanks to the deputy circle leaders and administrators represented by Linghu Da Yao, Niang Kou San San, etc. for their sweat and patience in completing the announcement, design, and organization.
The entire process of collection and reporting to the official website. At the same time, I would like to thank Te Bai for his hard work in the professional evaluation and pay tribute to Te Bai! The award-winning Taoist friends are as follows:
First Prize:
Teacher, look at him (calligraphy, the work will be posted on Pindao Weibo)
bear_0408(Fan essay collection)
Second Prize:
Wolongguan Xiaoguang (Fan essay collection)
Amber Creek(Fan essay)
If you stay up late, you will be a pig (Fan essay)
Third Prize:
Qianxun Daotong (commission for essays by fans)
Earl dddd(Fan essay)
Mo Xiaoxuan(Fan essay submission)
King Kong Comes (Commission for Fans)
Participation Award:
Niangkou Sansan (competition for essays)
Linghu No. 3 Middle School (Fan essay submission)
Stupid girl is not stupid (Fan essay collection)
lcnkr(Fan essay collection)
Xiaoyao Jingyi (calligraphy)
The above-mentioned Taoist friends each received rewards ranging from 1,500 to 12,000 Qidian coins. The list of winners has been reported to the Qidian official website and is waiting to be distributed to the Qidian account. Due to space limitations, only some excerpts of the first and second prize authors can be excerpted, together with Junshan
Friends share it, the full text of the work can be viewed in the comment area, and we also ask for your understanding.
"The Law of Taoist Fans. Maoshan High School"-----First Prize bear_0408
It’s time for Maoshan Senior Private School (hereinafter referred to as “Maogao”) to start school again.
Seeing Li Dayin, the assistant to the principal, standing at the school gate, the old students knew that another new student from a powerful Taoist family was admitted today. Maogao is one of the best schools in the Ming Dynasty, so the noble families send their children here. Every year, this school starts
In the past few days, I often saw Assistant Li standing guard at the school gate.
Some of Maogao's students come from elite academics from all over the Ming Dynasty, such as Zhao Ran, who stood in a daze outside the dormitory with a suitcase. Zhao Ran graduated from Louguan Middle School in Sichuan Province and ranked first in the high school entrance examination in Sichuan Province this year. In order to win
Mao Gao gave him a full scholarship, allowing him to live in a single room on campus with three meals a day, and a monthly subsidy of 50 taels of silver. I say this just to tell you how outstanding Zhao Ran is. But at this moment, the outstanding Zhao Ranwang
He was a little confused by the huge school: "Son, this school is probably bigger than our Huayun Town. Where is Mr. Ge's dormitory?"
Originally, the school specially sent a second-year student to receive Zhao Ran, but as soon as the senior saw a cute and beautiful freshman dragging a box with difficulty on the side of the road, he ran to help and then disappeared.
Returned.
Zhao Ran, who was feeling worried, suddenly felt something dazzling in front of him. When he looked carefully, a pair of white and tender (indescribable) eyes came into view. He looked up and saw a female classmate with a graceful back walking forward. Zhao Ran quickly chased after her.
He went up and shouted in Sichuan dialect: "Classmate, classmate, wait a minute." The girl stopped when she heard the voice and turned around to look over. Zhao Ran's eyes lit up, and he felt that the girl had the appearance of a flower shy of the moon, and the appearance of a fish sinking into the sky, and he ran in two steps
When he got there, he asked in Sichuan dialect: "Classmate, do you know how to get around Area A?"
The girl looked at Zhao Ran in confusion and said, "Are you from Sichuan Province? Can you speak Mandarin?"
Zhao Ran shook his head: "No way."
The girl complained in a low voice: "The school really recruits everyone, and they don't care about it." Then she said to Zhao Ran: "Where did you say you were going?"
The two chatted all the way, and finally led Zhao Ran to his dormitory in District A. They saw the dean of education Shen Yunjing leisurely strolling over from the opposite side. Seeing the two of them, Director Shen first smiled at them. The girl said hello: "Rong Niang has arrived. Why didn't you see Assistant Li? He was waiting for you at the school gate early in the morning." Only then did Zhao Ran know that the girl's name was Rong Niang.
I just heard Rong Niang say: "Hello, Director Shen, I don't like people who stir up trouble, so I came in alone from the small door on the east side of the school." After saying that, Rong Niang was about to push the "troublemaker" Zhao Ran beside her to Director Shen. But Zhao Ran smiled and bowed to Director Shen, and then said in standard Mandarin: "Hello Director Shen, I am Zhao Ran. Thank you Director Shen and the school for taking care of me. I will study hard and serve the Taoist community." Ming Dynasty."
Rong Niang was stunned when she heard these official words, and then realized that she had been tricked. She stared at Zhao Ran with burning eyes, wishing to hit him with the Five Thunder Divine Night Talisman. She was about to wait for Shen Yun After Jing left, he asked Zhao Ran to accuse him, but unexpectedly, after Shen Yunjing finished greeting Zhao Ran, he said to Rong Niang: "Let's go, the school leaders are waiting for you. It's not good to miss you after all." Rong Niang had no choice but to do so. Neng followed Shen Yunjing and saw Zhao Ran wink at her before leaving.
After reporting for duty, there was brutal military training.
........The article is quite long, please find the following in the book friend thread...
"Fanren of the Laws of Taoism. Qianxun's Detective Case" - Second Prize. Xiaoguang of Wolong Hall
Yingtian Mansion, Tongda Gambling House, inside the accounting room.
"Second Uncle, please save me!" The young man who spoke was about 20 years old and was kneeling at the feet of Mr. Zhou Qisheng, the accountant of Tongda Casino.
"You little beast, how many times have I told you not to gamble, not to gamble, but you just don't listen! You have lost the whole house, and I can't save you!"
"You can't blame me this time, uncle. There is definitely something fishy in the training ball game. You will know as soon as you check it. You have revealed the inside story about Li Dayin and Zhao Zhiran. We are doing good things!"
"Oh? Tell me carefully, what's the trick?!" Zhou Qisheng appeared to be the accountant of Tongda Gambling House, but in fact he was an aide in Prince Jing's Mansion. Tongda Gambling House was running the practice ball handicap behind the scenes. There is an inside story about the game, so I can’t help but ask.
"You know that with the practice ball, we mortals can't understand the subtleties of the battle between immortal masters above the Golden Elixir level. They can arrange the outcome of winning or losing at will!"
"Hmph, don't say Archmage, it's Jindan Mage. Who is not a reputable person in our Ming Dynasty and an insider? Tell me the key points!"
"Yes, yes, let's not talk about that, but we can clearly see the immortal masters of the Huang Guan Group playing. This time, my nephew fell on the head of Cai Zhikun of Quzhou Qiyun Hall! This Cai Zhikun, It is said that his strength is on par with the challenger, Mr. Yan Shifan, but he lost to a little-known casual cultivator from other provinces in the last match. The casual cultivator’s strength was mediocre and I can’t even remember his name. At that time, Cai Zhikun’s last shot was originally It was a sure win, but before he swung the club he was jumping up and down, mumbling something, and he hit the ball outside the sky and lost his life! At that time, the handicap in the gambling house was so high that my nephew just now. We will lose so miserably, Second Uncle, you said this was not deliberately arranged by Li Dayin, you have to save me!"
Zhou Qisheng was still listening at first, but later he knew that his nephew was talking nonsense again. Such an unpopular goal had almost no impact on the lottery money. On the contrary, the handicap of his own gambling house would make a lot of money.
Bi. I couldn't help but feel upset. This private gambling house finally cheated me. If I could only buy lottery tickets, how could I lose so miserably. However, I can't just sit back and watch, this stupid nephew,
If the incident about the gambling house's private sale comes out again, I won't be able to afford it. After thinking about it, I finally figured it out and said: "Stop talking nonsense to me here, you can go back to your hometown tomorrow.
Give me all those certificates and I will take care of it. Don't mention the gambling house to anyone after you go back!"
...The article is quite long, please find the following in the book friend thread...
"Taomen Law Fellowship. Two Poems" - Second Prize Amber Creek
Like a dream... Rong Niang bids farewell to Zhao Ran in tears
The river bank is surrounded by greenery in the gentle breeze, embracing the fairy zhi and praying for good luck.
I have stood looking at the lonely sail for a long time, but it is hard to break my heart with words.
bead pendant,
bead pendant,
It was embarrassing to kiss goodbye.
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Lyrics background: The scene comes from the chapter "Perception and Practice" of Taoist Laws. Zhao Ran gave Rong Niang a box of fragrant orchid mushrooms, and then Rong Niang sent Zhao Ran away by boat. Here we see Rong for the first time.
My mother cried. This scene with the Taoist priest was really well written. It touched me at the time. Even a grown man like me was in tears...
Shui Tiao Ge Tou. The Sorrow of Shao Yuan Festival
The wind blows, arrows dance in the sand, and blood mist covers the sky.
The bones of the ears are shattered, the head is cracked, and the limbs are covered with mud and flesh.
He stepped knee-high to the corpse, closed his eyes and couldn't get rid of the nightmare, and the fishy smell filled his pubic area.
When you lift it up, you will see that thousands of mountains have changed and hundreds of miles of red rivers are connected.
The wailing ceased, the flags were closed, but there was no sleep.
I cry out angrily to the Emperor of Heaven for allowing such misery to appear on earth!
In order to protect the life and death of the sect, but to cut off the cause and effect of heaven, the sea of qi has been hard to be reconciled!
The blood moon accompanies you to drink, will you fly to immortality again in the afterlife?
Lyric background: When talking about Shao Yuanjie, we have to talk about the time when he fought a bloody battle with Western demons in order to protect Daomen and the Ming Dynasty, triggering thousands of people on the other side to self-destruct and attack at the same time. As a result, he was unable to recover and was contaminated by countless causes and effects. In the following decades, various events
, all originated from this incident. After careful consideration, I added a question mark at the end. Every time I think of Shao Yuanjie, an old man sits alone under the plum tree, staring at the question mark, silently for a long time.
"Master of Five Colors by Taoist Law Fans" - Second Prize. If you stay up late again, you will be a pig
【Extra Chapter】Furong Jinyu
Zhao Zhiran has been practicing Taoism for countless years, but he always remembers the autumn of that year.
Two sparse branches of hibiscus were in full bloom, and the beautiful Master of Five Colors suddenly flew to the branch. His light figure only slightly bent the branch. There happened to be a pair of butterflies flying, chasing each other and playing. Master of Five Colors stared at it for a while, with round eyes.
Slowly blushing, he whispered: Little Taoist priest, look at the pair of butterflies... do they look like the two of us... After he finished speaking, he felt a little annoyed and did not dare to look at Zhao Zhiran anymore. He pretended to look at the pair of colorful butterflies without turning his eyes.
It was a mess early on.
The branches and leaves of the hibiscus trembled gently in the wind, and Zhao Zhiran's heart also moved.
Everyone knows that mountain visitors are not good at painting, but they don't know that on that day, Zhao Zhiran painted the best painting in his life: Lotus and Golden Pheasant.
I wish you to be as picturesque as possible so that I can deceive myself into having you forever.