For example.
In one song, the falling snow flies over the fragrant trees, and the faint red rain and light clouds appear. There are thin clouds and fragrant mist, and the flowing wind dances with flowers.
Just think about it the other way around.
The flowers dance gracefully, and the mist is fragrant and the clouds are thin. The clouds are light and the rain is red, the trees are fragrant and the snow is falling.
If you recite it correctly, you can also recite it successfully.
The snow is flying, the trees are quiet, the red rain is light and the clouds are thin. The clouds are fragrant and the mist flows, and the wind dances and the flowers fall.
It can also be pronounced.
Fragrant trees, faint red rain, light clouds and thin clouds. The fragrant mist dances in the wind, and the beautiful flowers fall and snow flies.
It can also be pronounced.
The fragrant mist dances in the wind, and the beautiful flowers fall and snow flies. Fragrant trees, faint red rain, light clouds and thin clouds.
This is the correct reading method.
The idea of reading backwards can also be combined as.
The clouds are fragrant, the clouds are thin, the light rain is red, and the trees are red. The fragrant snow and falling flowers dance in the romantic mist.
And so on.
Back and forth, endless.
This is one of the wonderful things about palindrome poetry.
Palindrome poems are generally love poems.
Throughout the five thousand years of China, there have been many people who could write palindrome poems, such as Wang Anshi, Bai Juyi, Huang Tingjian and the world-famous literary giant Su Shi.
Among women, the top master of palindrome poetry is undoubtedly Su Hui, a talented woman from the former Qin Dynasty.
The Xuanji Picture is Su Hui's masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.
As for the creation and birth of Xuanji Tu, the background is nothing more than Su Hui and her husband Dou Tao being jealous of the singer Zhao Yangtang.
However, Su Hui's talent is rare throughout the ages.
The Xuanji paintings she made were hailed as unprecedented masterpieces by countless literary masters of later generations.
On the hard white paper, there are twenty-nine lines up, down, left, right, and vertically, densely packed with a total of 841 small regular characters.
No matter you start to read any word, whether you read it horizontally, vertically, diagonally, or jump, you can form a poem.
It’s so exaggerated, it’s so mysterious!
The eight hundred and forty-one characters on this picture can be combined into thousands of poems of various styles. Even the uncanny craftsmanship cannot describe its mystery!
In the long years since the birth of Xuanji Tu, no one has been able to read Xuanji Tu to the end.
It wasn't until the Ming Dynasty that a master named Kang Wanmin figured out a complete set of reading methods.
According to twelve reading methods, Xuanji Tu was deciphered into 4,206 poems.
This is the person who has deciphered the most Xuanji pictures in history.
But, this is far from enough for me.
According to modern algorithms, there are 29 vertical and horizontal lines totaling 841 words, which can generate hundreds of billions of combinations.
Not only poems, but also words, phrases, idioms, short sentences, essays...
If you add group words, idioms, short sentences, and essays, trillions of combinations can be derived according to this algorithm.
Don't say that I am in ruins now. Even when I was at my peak, I couldn't do anything with this Xuanji Picture.
Looking at this Xuanji picture, I was so excited that my bones almost fell apart.
Yue Wei.
I finally found you.
The Xuanji picture you wrote made me pass the test again.
Black characters on white paper come into view.
More than 800 of the most familiar fonts turned into more than 800 naughty symbols flying in front of my eyes, jumping, running back and forth, jumping horizontally repeatedly...
Poems that had long been memorized in my heart emerged at the right moment and were generated in my heart and mind, pulling me back to the sweetest memories of the youth class.
In the sea of consciousness, there are all familiar smiling faces, all the details of how Yue Wei and I got along.
There is no pain when slaying the dragon, no suffering in the Jinhe Cliff Cave, and no intrigues in returning to the world...
Some, only the most beautiful and sweet memories.
According to Yue Wei's old habit, I used colored pens to divide the Xuanji picture into nine pieces. Then use colored pens to mark the twenty most important words.
In this way, the algorithm of the entire Xuanji Diagram is reduced a lot.
"Yue Wei.
As I continued to calculate, I became addicted to it, and my brain speed was spinning unknowingly.
Slowly, the dancing words on the paper turned red in my eyes, turning into demons wielding steel forks, baring their teeth and claws to kill me, stabbing my body mercilessly.
After a while, the words in another area flew up again, twisting in the air and turning into bull heads and horse faces. They crept over with chains and shackles, locking my whole body and the remaining soul of me.
In an instant, countless areas of text disappeared.
The next second, all the ghosts from that village appeared in front of me, pounced straight into my body, and bit my internal organs mercilessly.
Those animals were even more madly gnawing at my soul.
I struggled desperately to resist, but to no avail.
"ah!!"
"roll!"
I looked up to the sky and howled: "Get out of here!"
"elder brother!"
"Tongshi!"
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Wake up!"
Chen Zhuo's distant and stern call came to my ears. I felt like I was sitting in a big pendulum that was out of control, my body kept shaking, from heaven to earth, from earth to hell. .
"elder brother!"
The crisp slap sounded again, and I emerged from the sea of blood in the netherworld, screaming Ah Rong at the top of my lungs.
"I'm here!"
"elder brother!"
Chen Zhu grabbed my shoulder blades with both hands, brought his head close to me and faced me face to face, growling ferociously: "Brother, look at me. Look at me!"
I looked up at Chen Tong numbly, my distracted eyes slowly clearing up. I grabbed Chen Tong with one hand and muttered incoherently: "I'm okay. It's okay."
After a long time, I finally recovered. My hair was soaked, my back was dripping with sweat, and my hands were wet.
Looking at the Xuanji picture soaked in sweat, I couldn't help but feel the most bitter self-mockery.
I can’t figure out Yue Wei’s Xuanji Picture.
"Brother, don't forget it. Sister Zhong's IQ is unparalleled in the world. Even the squad leader and Gabe were tortured into dogs by her. Now you..."
"Leave it to Gabe Na***. His subordinates are all pervert-level intelligence analysis experts."
I responded numbly: "I won't beg him. Find someone. Use a computer to do the math."
"Okay. It's time to go."
I looked at Chen Yu blankly, held up the Xuanji picture with trembling hands, and finally put it down with great reluctance: "No copying allowed. Take photos and scans."
Chen Tong nodded silently and looked at me with bright eyes. He hesitated to speak. He grabbed his down jacket and poked it in the air. He said with a smile, "Let's go find your brother-in-law first."
"That kid has a bit of a reputation."
In the early morning battle to pick up leaks, Yue Wei's little brother sold the Xuanji picture and disappeared.
Ah Chun was so excited after receiving my call that he immediately arranged for people to come all over the world to press on people.
