Many students applauded vigorously, and many spectators were so excited that they barraged wildly.
Because they more or less understood it and felt this self-centered aura.
As for the people from the Poetry Association, they took a deep breath.
This is because, as insiders, they know more than anyone else.
Poetry can only be understood if you can read it. The deeper you understand, the deeper you will experience it, and you will be shocked by it.
If you can't understand it, it's useless to invite all the literary masters from all over the world. They will just play the piano to others.
Brother Zhangyu was like this. He stood aside stupidly, not understanding why the others were so excited.
After all, if Zhang Huan hadn't recited it first, he wouldn't have been able to read the poem, and the first word would have stumped him.
When everyone was in an uproar, Xiao Sa spoke again.
"Okay, now Zhang Huan's poem has been written."
"Then let's let the president comment and explain it to us now."
He called the president over and asked, "President, what do you think of Zhang Huan's poem?"
The president gave a wry smile. This smile was uglier than it had taken him more than six hours to climb to the top of the mountain.
"In the words of today's young people, this is a masterpiece."
"I'm not afraid of everyone laughing. In fact, we wanted to compete with Zhang Huan from the beginning."
"Because before this, he had already written many popular poems."
"He is also a poet. While we admire his talent, we are actually somewhat unconvinced."
"Now that we are competing head-on, we can clearly feel the gap with him."
Literary people are somewhat aloof and aloof, and this mentality is understandable.
He can say this and admit defeat directly, which is considered relatively magnanimous.
This character is one thing, and the other is that the gap is here, and it is impossible not to admit defeat.
Others in the Poetry Association also smiled bitterly in agreement.
"Young people are terrible. Compared with Zhang Huan, we guys have lived in vain for decades."
Each of them has been writing poetry for 20 or 30 years and has been famous for a long time.
As a result, he was beaten to a pulp by a young man who was just starting out, and he obviously felt a little uncomfortable.
Zhang Huan comforted them and said, "Teachers, don't say that."
"Poetry is a matter of great talent. If you don't have talent, it's useless to have a good book."
"You can't say that if you don't write well in poetry, your life will be in vain. I'm just a little more talented than you."
People from the Poetry Association: "..."
Guan Gege almost couldn't help but laugh, "That doesn't sound like comfort."
His boyfriend didn’t understand most of it, so he came over curiously and asked, “Zhang Huan, are your poems really that good?”
He scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "Actually, I didn't understand something. I don't quite understand."
Zhang Huan nodded and said in an awesome voice: "It's so good. I dare say that Mount Tai is invincible in history."
When others praise him for his talent, he is often modest.
After all, he is a systematic time traveler, as if he is cheating.
But you can be modest as a person, but you cannot be modest when it comes to these works.
This poem was written by the poet Du Fu, and it can be said to be the best when placed in the original time and space. Of course, there is no problem in criticizing this time and space.
He was so immodest that Brother Zhangyu couldn't stand it, so he turned his head and said "cut" without leaving any trace.
Xiao Sa said promptly: "Actually, there are still some things I don't understand, so let's let the president explain it to us."
"For example, in the first sentence, how is Dai Zongfu? What does Qi Lu Qing Wei mean?"
The president explained it seriously to all the students.
"Our Mount Tai is also called Daishan, Daizong, or Daiyue."
"As for us, Ludong, it is also called the land of Qi and Lu, because in ancient times, Mount Tai was used as the boundary to belong to Qi and Lu."
"Understanding this, this first sentence is actually easier to explain."
"The vernacular translation is, what do you think of Mount Tai? How majestic and majestic is it?"
"Even after leaving Ludong, you can still see the green mountain peaks, and the magnificent scenery is still vivid in your mind."
In front of Zhang Huan, a time traveler, the president's poems are indeed not very good.
But the person’s true talent and learning are not fake. The explanation is clear and logical, and people can understand it immediately.
Guan Gege's boyfriend suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's what it means."
In fact, it wasn't just him, many of the students and the audience in the live broadcast room had such expressions.
"Now I finally understand the meaning of the whole poem. The story is indeed a little more difficult to understand than modern poetry."
"I would say that the last sentence is the finishing touch. After the president explained it like this and looked around, he felt particularly proud."
"Personally, I prefer mountain climbing. I feel great every time I climb to the top of the mountain, but I don't know how to describe it."
"It's okay now. Now that I have this poem, I know how to express this feeling."
You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.
The boldness and boldness conveyed by this poem are very easy to resonate with.
Therefore, many people like this poem and this kind of heroic ambition.
After interpreting the poem, the president smiled again.
Then he said: "Dear students, I'm afraid you will have to memorize one more poem in the future."
Zhang Huan has already had many poems selected into textbooks, and this is another poem worthy of inclusion.
There is no doubt about this.
"Zhang Huan, you are really amazing."
Guan Gege jumped out and said eagerly: "How about you write me a poem too?"
Upon hearing this, the president added to the flames, "This is a great relationship. Zhang Huan is also good at writing beautiful women."
"The charming Miss Bingbing is here now."
In the crowd of students, everyone started to cheer, "Write a song, write a song..."
All of them are just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Everyone was obviously scolding Zhang Huan for targeting other people's girlfriends and not being a son of a man, so why did he start making noises now?
However, Zhang Huan himself was very hesitant. He looked at Guan Gege's boyfriend and said, "This, isn't it good?"
Her boyfriend was very generous, "It's just a poem, what's the big deal?"
"Zhang Huan, actually I have always wanted to cooperate with you."
"You can write a poem for Ge Ge and we can collaborate again. That would be perfect."
From what he said, it seemed that he wanted Zhang Huan to take him with him once.
Or maybe, more than once.
After all, he has really not been doing well in recent years and has basically no resources. It is very difficult to get back on track.
If he could catch up with Zhang Huan's popularity, this situation would be much better.
But taking people with you is something that most people would not do easily.
Very simple, what's the reason?
When he brought it up at this time, Zhang Huan didn't even know what he meant.
After thinking for a while, he nodded, "Okay then."
He looked at Guan Gege's straight jade legs and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about the poem for now, but a few lines from the poem came out."
"For a daughter of the Guan family, if it is increased by one point, it will be too long; if it is reduced by one point, it will be too short."
"If you apply powder, it will be too white; if you apply Zhu, it will be too red."
"My eyebrows are like green feathers, and my skin is like white snow."
"The waist is like a bunch of silk, and the teeth are like shells."
"A charming smile confuses the capital and the flames."
