Since Brother Chen just said it, how about the wild charm of pastoral landscapes, why not take pastoral poetry as the title today? "
"What Mr. Lu said is true!"
"I think it's great!"
As soon as Mr. Lu, the leader, spoke, everyone agreed.
So this scene was set as a landscape and pastoral theme.
Chen He sat there feeling helpless. If he had his temperament, he would never participate in such a poetry meeting.
But Tang Ping said that from now on he would go out to serve as an official, and the most difficult things to deal with locally would actually be aristocratic families and wealthy businessmen.
The aristocratic family is powerful and the wealthy businessman is rich and naughty, so he sends a person to Xiahe Village every day to learn to communicate with these people.
To lay a solid foundation for the future, no matter what era, being an official is not just about being an official. Local interpersonal relationships are also a very important part.
These are what these poor children lack, so Tang Ping has such an arrangement.
But the poems written by these people...can't be called rubbish, but after seeing so many poems written by Tang Ping and Li Bai in Shanghe Village, I felt like they were nothing more.
There are several who are not as good as his companions in Shanghe Village.
"Brother Chen, it's your turn!" The student next to him said, pointing to the wine glass floating in front of Chen He.
"Brother Chen, it's time to talk about water!"
They put a tray with wine glasses across the waterway in front of them, and then one person beats the drum. When the drum stops, whoever the tray stops in front of will have his turn to compose a poem.
The topics alternate between landscapes and pastoral areas.
Now when we come to Chen He, the theme happens to be water.
Chen He picked up the wine glass and said, "My heart is really empty. If not, after drinking this glass of wine, I won't disturb everyone's enjoyment."
This kind of poetry meeting is really boring to him. If it were in the past, he might still be competitive.
But after getting to know Tang Ping and Li Bai, he no longer wanted to be strong. There were people outside, and he finally recognized himself.
Those people didn't expect Chen He to give in like this, how could they give up?
Originally, I wanted to use Chen He as the background board, but now the background board actually said that he wanted to leave. How could that work?
So one by one stood up to try to dissuade him, and what was more, the words he said did not sound very nice.
"When you raise your eyes while chatting with the rolling curtain, you can see the wet grass and green dew. The ancient clouds are hidden in the clouds, and the broken smoke is woven in the empty courtyard. I can't afford to worry about the water lines, and the wind is heavy and difficult to pull. I help the old man with the plow all day long, going back and forth in front of the river trees."
At this moment, everyone suddenly heard
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I saw the voice of a child. Although the voice is childish, the poem is definitely not bad.
Everyone was suddenly startled, and turned around to look, and sure enough they saw a child walking slowly with a fat white bear beside him.
It was obvious that he had read the poem just now.
"Son, who wrote this poem just now?" A student asked, obviously he didn't believe that this poem was written by this child.
"I made it when it rained a few days ago. Didn't you use water as the theme?"
"You did it!" The students at the scene felt a little numb. They thought the child had heard it from somewhere, but he said he did it.
How old is he? Ten or eleven? I'm afraid I just finished elementary school and started reading the Four Books at such an old age!
It can only be said that although there have been turning points in history, sometimes they overlap unexpectedly.
After it rained a few days ago, when Li Bai finished this poem and showed it to Tang Ping, Tang Ping was also stunned.
Because he secretly checked it and found that this poem was "To the Rain" written when Li Bai was alive in his history.
Or it was on such a rainy day, which overlapped with the scene and state of mind when Li Bai wrote this poem in history.
So he wrote this poem.
Li Bai shrugged, ignored these people, and said directly to Chen He, "Second Master is here."
The second master he spoke of was naturally Tang Ping.
When Chen He heard this, he naturally wanted to leave, but those students quit.
"Brother Chen, this doesn't make sense. We agreed to write poems together, but you just ignored me."
"That's right, asking a child to trick me is a bit too disrespectful, isn't it?"
A few students had just drank a few glasses of water and wine, and now the wine in Hecun was provided by Tang Ping.
Although it is not a pure high-altitude wine, it is still higher than the alcohol content of this era.
But after a few glasses of wine, the lighter drinkers began to show their true colors.
With a bit of arrogance, he said: "Writing poetry is the most elegant thing in the world. Is it reasonable for you to call a child with a yellow mouth and recite a poem to tease us?"
Tang Ping originally heard that business was coming to Hecun, so he came to take a look.
I met Li Bai on the road. He ran quickly and came first.
Li Bai, who was used to seeing emperors and princes, didn't take these students seriously.
Hearing their questions, he frowned and said, "Why do you think I can't write such a poem?"
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You must know that although he is young, he has always regarded himself as the big brother among the children in the village. Now that he is being questioned, of course he is unhappy.
"How about you come up with another question and let's compete?"
"Landscape and Pastoral. The next question is "Field." Can you make a poem based on "Field"? Those students didn't believe it, so they naturally asked another question.
In fact, it was still my pride that caused the poem gathering to be held here, but a kid with a bad mouth came and casually wrote a poem and suppressed everything that everyone had just done.
How could they, who were so arrogant and arrogant, endure it?
In addition, I drank some wine, so I started fighting with Li Bai directly.
Li Bai was also arrogant, but he was really capable. Looking at the disbelief of a few people, he said directly: "What's so difficult about using fields as the title? I'll make a poem that combines mountains, rivers, and fields." "
After looking around, Li Bai pointed to the distant mountains and recited: "At dusk, when you return from the foot of Bishan Mountain, the mountain breeze accompanies you. But wherever you go, you will see green and green trees."
At this time, everyone fell silent. Only Chen He whispered: "Mountain!"
In this sentence, it is obvious that Li Bai is talking about the beautiful scenery coming down from the mountain. He and the children in the village took Xiaopang into the mountain when he had nothing to do. He was very familiar with the mountain scenery.
"Hold each other to the Tian family, and the childishness opens the thorns. Bamboo grows into the quiet path, and the little roses brush the clothes."
Chen He whispered again: "Everything is ready for the countryside."
When they come back, these children usually don't go home directly. Instead, they have to see who's home is empty and sort out the situation before they dare to go back to their own home.
Li Bai would often go back through a row of small bamboo groves through the side door next to Tang Ping's courtyard. If Xiao Luo found him, he would clean up his clothes.
"We have a place to relax and chat with each other, drinking and drinking together. Long songs sing in the pines and wind, and the songs are scattered across the river and the stars are sparse."
There was no need for Chen He to explain this time, everyone could tell that this was written well. There was always laughter and laughter in Tangping Courtyard at night, and Lao Du and Lao Cui would shout a few lines of Qin opera at the top of their lungs.
When night falls and the singing is over, the stars in the river are scarce.
It can be said that Li Bai's current life was actually written by him into a poem that is almost the same as his own "Going down Zhongnan Mountain and passing Husi Mountain, people stay and buy wine".
Tang Ping was stunned after hearing this. He had to say that Li Bai was still Li Bai, or his life trajectory was slightly different from that in history, but he could still write extremely gorgeous poems.
"I am drunk and happy, and we forget all about it together."
This is the only sentence that Li Bai couldn't describe his current state of mind, so Tang Ping filled it in for him.
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