The vision evoked by "Looking at the Tide: Southeastern Forms" is enough to make anyone involuntarily admire it in an instant.
The upper part of this poem describes the beautiful scenery of Lin'an's mountains and rivers, and the lower part describes the prosperity of Lin'an's human world. The words are full of gorgeous and colorful words, and the scenery of Lin'an is already approaching.
Coupled with the strange phenomenon in the sky, the entire city became beautiful at this moment.
A considerable number of people have gathered in the square, and as the vision spread, people above them spread the news about the origin of it all. At this moment, the square was even more crowded, and it felt like a crowd.
Everyone wanted to take a look at the pavilion to see which amazing genius wrote such lyrics and could actually cause such strange scenes to appear in the sky.
Further forward in the square, Dai Mingde and others were also pushing towards the red cloth, wanting to take a closer look at Song Mu's lyrics.
"The shape of the southeast is the best, and the three Wu cities are the same. What a beautiful sentence."
"That sea of clouds rolls around the embankment and sand, and the angry blood rolls into the wild waves is a good sentence. Every word brings a full picture!"
"It also describes the atmosphere of summer and autumn. It really shows the beauty of Lin'an at its peak."
As soon as Dai Mingde and others squeezed under the red list, they heard several students next to them raising their heads and commenting. At this moment, they hurriedly said hello. Dai Mingde couldn't wait to appreciate the sentences above.
Those magnificent words immediately gathered into a picture in Dai Mingde's mind.
Those were the various scenery that I had walked through with Song Mu these days, as well as the history and scenery of the four seasons that I had excitedly described at the time. But at this moment, all of this had already appeared on the paper.
With just a few words, the moving scenery all over Lin'an seemed to come to his face. This shocked Dai Mingde and made him feel that Song Jieyuan's literary skills were extremely amazing.
I have obviously stayed in Lin'an City for so long, why can't I write such poems?
And those who had the same idea were the talented people gathered around Song Mu. At this moment, they all looked at the article written by Song Mu and felt a lot of emotion in their hearts.
And they were even more certain who the person in front of them was.
Being able to write such poems, and then looking at the person in front of me, it is completely consistent with what I know, a talented person who has suddenly emerged in Jiangnan West Road this year.
A young literati who wrote two top-notch visions and wrote poems and articles that amazed countless talented students.
At the age of eighteen, he was already a talented man from the province of Jieyuan, Jiangnan West Road, Jizhou Prefecture, Song Mu!
Song Mu, who once stirred up trouble in the city and even shocked both the demon and demon worlds, now appeared in Lin'an!
And he just took action at will and wrote such a masterpiece!
A completely beautiful piece of Lin'an scenery, a piece of poetry with excellent rhyme, but one that has never been heard before!
Everyone was shocked. Zhang Xingyang was already standing on one side at this moment. He shifted his gaze from the paper to Song Mu's face with difficulty. His expression was a little frustrated for a moment.
Song Mu, who was slowly condensing this eloquent literary energy into his body, opened his eyes again at this moment, and immediately noticed that there were many people surrounding him, and pairs of eyes were staring at him at this moment.
"Song Jieyuan, I have long heard that your poetry is amazing, but I didn't expect that I would see you in Lin'an Mansion today."
Song Mu was a little dazed, then he heard a gentle voice next to him, and turned his head slightly. Song Mu immediately saw Magistrate Wen, and he quickly bowed and handed over.
"Song Mu has met the prefect,"
Song Mu said calmly, and the people around him suddenly became excited, and their expressions surged.
"It's really Song Mu, Song Mu from Jiangnan West Road!"
"Song Jieyuan came to us at such a time, which is really surprising."
"Hey, this is really too mysterious. Song Jieyuan and Zhang Jieyuan, both of whom are famous figures, actually wrote extremely talented articles and poems at this literary conference today!"
"Yes, the poems and poems with six talents, the poems with seven talents, the explanations of each province and Tao, it turns out that they are so brilliant."
People around him were talking about it, but because Magistrate Wen was standing in the center, no one dared to come forward to say hello to Song Mu.
Wen Chengyong looked at Song Mu carefully at this moment, but with a look of surprise on his face, he spoke.
"Song Jieyuan surprised me greatly. This poem is full of the scenery and humanity of Lin'an. It's so wonderful."
Song Mu looked respectful and said in a deep voice.
"I am traveling with Master this time. I came to Lin'an this time, firstly to visit Master's friends, and secondly because I have heard about the scenery of Lin'an for a long time."
"The scenery of Lin'an these past few days has indeed amazed me. Today I saw everyone's literary talents, so I feel inspired."
It can be said that Song Mu's words made Wen Chengyong and everyone around him extremely satisfied. At that moment, Wen Chengyong also nodded, but the president of the Chamber of Commerce stepped forward with a respectful face.
"Sir, this talented man, do you think this is now..."
The old president said this and pointed to the side.
Everyone looked over and suddenly heard the sound of roaring mountains and tsunami coming from outside the attic. Only then did everyone in the venue realize this situation.
Many people were already looking out the window. Song Mu was speechless at the moment. Magistrate Wen next to him was calm and stretched out his hand to greet Song Mu. Everyone around him also looked at Song Mu.
Song Mu looked a little embarrassed. At this moment, he raised his hands to the surroundings, and the next moment, he was surrounded by these people and moved forward.
Such magnificent poems were written to praise the scenery and humanity of Lin'an City. At this moment, everyone was not jealous of Song Mu's incredible talent, but admired Song Mu from the bottom of their hearts.
Because of this poem, Song Mu may have left a precious cultural imprint on this city.
Song Mu was immediately crowded to the side of the pavilion railing, and he suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly became much wider.
Looking down from the viewing platform, we can see that the wide square is full of people. Thick crowds gathered together and were cheering.
They also saw the prefect coming out of the viewing platform, and also saw a young man being surrounded.
The sound of the golden gong had already spread around, but at this moment, it was Magistrate Wen who spoke.
"Everyone, this is Song Mu of Jieyuan of Jiangnan West Road. This poem "Looking at the Sea Tide" is full of talents. Moreover, this poem written by Song Jieyuan will definitely be passed down in our Lin'an City for eternity."
"When people all over the world read this poem, they will definitely think of the prosperity of Lin'an. From now on, Lin'an will be the most splendid place in the south of the Yangtze River!"
Saying this, Song Mu had been pushed to the front and had to raise his hands to the surroundings. The cheers of the people in the square who heard all this suddenly became even louder.
Your Excellency, Dai Mingliang just took the finished plaque from the craftsman's hand. He immediately shouted to his servants and walked out holding the plaque high.
"Hold up high and shout out the content loudly. There will be many rewards today!"
Dai Mingliang was speaking loudly at this moment, looking at the regretful expressions on the faces of several merchants who had just caught up around him, and he was overjoyed for a moment.
The qualification to spread this number one plaque requires more money from the merchants. I am just glad that Niujia Silver House received the gift of six talents before, but this time I missed it!
This time, I thought I had found a treasure.
At that time, Dai Mingde was looking up at Song Mu upstairs. Several students next to him were also stunned for a moment, and then they looked intently one by one and saw Song Mu's young and handsome face, as well as the confident look between his eyebrows. Everyone looked surprised, and the next moment they were also cheering.
"Song Mu? Song Jieyuan? The real Song Jieyuan from Jiangnan West Road?"
Saying this, several young students looked at each other one after another, and a bit of joy immediately appeared on everyone's face at the next moment.
So they shouted one after another, shouting loudly upward.
"Song Jieyuan!"
At this moment, the whole city was shocked. The people still felt that the rhythm of the poem was mysterious. The person who wrote the poem was young, and he was Jieyuan at such a young age. He was really a genius.
But the students in the city were all excited at this moment. After they got the news, they all came here.
The name Song Mu of Jiangnan West Road has been lingering in their ears for who knows how long.
And this figure that all young students admired unexpectedly appeared here and wrote such a beautiful poem for Lin'an City!
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