"One year spent similar, each year is different!"
Shi Lezhi wanted to show his talent, so he naturally wanted to explain the topic clearly, so he said: "The question means that the person who asked the question selects a poem, and requires the person who answers the question to use the meaning of the poem to solve the question and write it again. poetry!"
“The most important thing in solving the poem’s title is to connect the artistic conception!”
"For example, Zhang Ruoxu's 'The bright moon shines on the sea, and we share this moment in the world'. Many years later, Su Poxian formed a wonderful artistic conception with 'I hope people will live forever, and we share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away'!"
"Another example is this poem, 'Flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year.' Mr. Yan Shu once wrote a series of poems like 'The flowers fall helplessly, and the familiar swallows return'!"
“It’s not that the artistic conception is exactly the same, it’s just that we have to start from this artistic conception, and then we can transfer it, expand it, continue writing it, or prove it again, whatever it is!”
After saying so much, Shi Lezhi smiled at Chen Luo and said: "Brother Liu, it is not common to ask questions about entering the city. If you are interested in increasing your knowledge, this will be an opportunity."
"Brother Yu is not talented and plans to solve this problem. If Brother Liu is interested, he can follow Brother Yu there!"
"In the future, it will also be a conversation about seeing talents!"
Shi Lezhi said, and unconsciously glanced at the carriage. Finally, a voice came from the carriage that surprised Shi Lezhi——
"Little brother, since Mr. Shi wants to show off his literary talents, you might as well follow him and take a look!"
"Learn a thing or two well and advance to the realm of poetry as soon as possible!"
Chen Luo was stunned and looked at Lang Feixian, who was sitting next to the car. Lang Feixian shrugged.
I know, this Lao Shi has dishonest eyes, which makes Sixth Senior Sister angry.
This is giving myself a killing order!
Shi Lezhi, on the other hand, was filled with enthusiasm and saluted again towards the carriage: "Miss Liu, don't worry, Brother Liu is our biological brother at home. This time Xiaosheng breaks into the city and will definitely find time to tutor Brother Liu in poetry and prose and help him advance!"
Chen Luo sighed.
You can shut up!
Say no more...
"Thank you so much, Mr. Shi!" Yun Siyao said in return.
How could Chen Luo know that the dignified Mr. Zhulin Liu would be angry just because someone looked at her twice? Besides, Shi Lezhi didn't say anything excessive in his words. Instead, he earnestly helped Chen Luo solve his doubts.
But Yun Siyao felt a little depressed when he saw Shi Lezhi's attitude of teaching poetry in front of Chen Luo.
You can say that I can't play chess, but you can't say that my junior brother can't write poetry!
This is taboo!
…
At this time, Shi Lezhi didn't know what he was about to welcome. He rode his horse beside the carriage with excitement on his face, and kept talking to Chen Luo about his experience in writing poems.
“In today’s world of poetry, apart from saints, in my opinion, only two and a half people can be considered the quintessential figures.”
"Two and a half? Which two and a half?" Chen Luo was also curious and asked.
"Xin Qiji, the Northern King, and Li Qingzhao, the Western King, are the two people who created a new world in Ci."
"There's still half of it!" Shi Lezhi considered his words, "That's the current Wu Hou, Chen Luo and Chen Dongliu!"
"Quaa? (Why is he half?)" Jin Guagua, who was watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously, suddenly jumped out and landed on Chen Luo's shoulder, and asked through a voice transmission from his soul.
Shi Lezhi was stunned for a moment, then saw the emerald green frog, and immediately understood that this might be Brother Liu's demon pet. He also said gently to Chen Luo: "This little frog seems to have not yet transformed, but it can actually transmit sounds from the soul." , but the potential is extraordinary!”
As he spoke, he took out a red pill from the storage jade pendant around his waist, handed it to Jin Guagua, and said: "This is a blood-charging pill. It is made from three hundred years of blood spirit fruit. It is regarded as A little greeting gift for you!"
Jin Guagua was stunned: This piece of shit is so fragile even when used as marbles.
However, Jin Guagua was the person in charge after all, so he stretched out his hand to spit out a mouthful of water bubbles and wrapped the elixir, which was the next step.
Don't touch it, you won't be clean if you touch it!
Afterwards, Jin Guagua snapped his fingers, and a golden light flew out from the small bag behind him. Jin Guagua handed over the golden elixir and said, "Hey! (This is the Ning Yuan elixir!)"
"Gah! (Refined from a thousand-year-old essence leaf, I'll give it to you as a little greeting gift!)"
With that said, he threw the golden elixir casually, jumped on his hind legs and jumped back into the carriage.
"Hahaha... This little frog is so cute..." Shi Lezhi laughed and took the golden elixir casually, "It's golden, but it's decorated with care."
He just thought it was a small thing like jelly beans thrown by a little frog, and was joking with himself.
But Shi Lezhi didn't know that in Jin Guagua's eyes, he would rather die than hand over the jelly beans.
Shi Lezhi casually threw the golden elixir to the Green Wood Toad behind him and said, "You're getting an advantage!" The Green Wood Toad rolled its long tongue and swallowed the golden elixir. Suddenly, the frog's eyes widened and an incredible expression appeared on his face. .
Shi Lezhi didn't notice the strange behavior of the Qingmu Toad behind him at all, and still said to Chen Luo: "As for why Wuhou is said to be half, hahahaha..." Shi Lezhi laughed a few times first, and then said, "No one else, Taijiang gas!"
"I have read all of Wu Hou's poems. Every word and every word is excellent."
"But I personally think that, after all, I am young and have no experience in the world, so many things are just imaginary!"
“It’s inevitable that what I write will have a deliberate feel, so it has some craftsmanship!”
"If I practice hard for another twenty years, I might be able to transform from half a human to a human!"
"Ahem..." Lang Feixian, who was leaning against the car frame, choked on his tea, coughed twice, and said, "That's not it."
"Why not?" Shi Lezhi looked solemn, "You have to carefully appreciate the charm of the words and the words, and carefully understand the meaning inside, and you can find the flaws."
"Hey, but I also said that Wuhou is considered to be half the best person in the poetry world, and only people of similar rank can notice this difference!"
Chen Luo sighed.
You are crazy!
Just say me, do you know who you are talking about now?
The flower that Li Qinglian dreamed of!
Lang Feixian nodded convinced and looked at Chen Luo: "Little brother, you must ask Mr. Shi for advice!"
"Yes!" Chen Luo responded, and Shi Lezhi waved his hands with a proud face: "It's your job, it's your job!"
…
In a few words, a few people arrived at the gate of the city. A demon servant opened the way. Shi Lezhi quickly walked to the entrance to the city. All the Confucian scholars who knew Shi Lezhi immediately saluted.
"Brother Shi, long time no see!"
"Brother Shi, you are finally here!"
"Brother Shi, you're fine! Quickly solve the problem and give us some ideas!"
When others heard this, they also recognized Shi Lezhi.
In fact, in the Lannan area, Shi Lezhi is considered a well-known Confucian scholar. He is a master of cultivation and has several poems spread in the Lanmo area.
"It turns out to be Mr. Shi, Xiaowuhou of Lanzhou!" Someone said in surprise, "This time he is probably the first person to break the problem and enter the city!"
"It's hard to say, the Cui family's questions this time are really tricky!"
"Let's see. If it succeeds, we will have an idea!"
The voices of everyone talking reached Shi Lezhi's ears, making Shi Lezhi feel proud again. He glanced at Yun Siyao in the car behind him, and was a little disappointed when he saw no response from the other party.
At this time, a familiar student came forward and asked: "Brother Shi, are these..." He looked at Chen Luo and others, and Shi Lezhi said quickly: "My friends, come and learn more!"
"Oh! That's it." When he heard that it was the person who had wandered in, the student lost interest in making friends and raised his hand to Shi Lezhi: "Brother Shi, please take action first!"
"Then I'll let you know!" Shi Lezhi nodded, then looked at Chen Luo, "Brother Liu, feel with your heart and learn with your heart."
With that said, Shi Lezhi got off his horse, raised his head and looked towards the city entry question, and was suddenly startled: "Group the question?"
The so-called group questions mean that the questions are not one, but a group of at least three.
What Shi Lezhi saw now was a set of questions for entering the city!
The first question: "The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year!"
The second question: "Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of divorce, not the ordinary feeling in the heart."
The third question: "My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered. We make love together when we are awake, but we are separated when we are drunk."
"Just now, many Confucian scholars investigated with righteousness. This old servant was dazzled and only saw one question. Please punish me, Master!" The demon servant quickly sent a message.
Shi Lezhi frowned slightly. After all, these demon servants like him were not brought up by a big family, and they were still a little lazy. But in such a large audience, they couldn't say anything. They could only wave their hands to express that it was okay.
"Master Shi, if you break one of the three poems, it will be considered a success. I wonder which one Master Shi will choose?" At the city gate, an official wearing Wenchang Pavilion clothes smiled and said, "Whether it is successful or not depends on Li, The great scholars from the Lu family and Ge Daru from Qingning Academy jointly decided that the Cui family was the one who proposed the question, so the great scholar from the Cui family did not attend to avoid suspicion!"
This was said not only to Shi Lezhi, but also to all other Confucian scholars who tried to solve the problem.
"Understood!" Shi Lezhi nodded, saluted the three great scholars on the tower, and then said directly, "The student wants to challenge the first question!"
"Can!"
In an instant, the other two questions disappeared, and only one poem stayed on the city wall.
"One year spent similar, each year is different!"
Shi Lezhi looked at Chen Luo: "Brother Liu, this poem was written by Master Liu Xiyi of the previous dynasty. It's a pity that Master Liu died young, otherwise our human race would have one more top scholar!"
"Flowers and disciples are similar, but people are different. Lament the vicissitudes of time, things have changed and people have changed!"
"This is my problem!"
After saying that, Shi Lezhi wrote on the city wall——
The peach blossoms have fallen and the willow silk will hang down,
Outside the Qingshan House under the clouds.
All I saw was that the hatchet was empty and rusty.
No one carried the arrow back to the mountain.
The peach blossoms have fallen away, but the willow trees are still there, but the green hills outside the house remain the same. I came to the hunter's courtyard that once entertained me, but now the hatchets in the courtyard were all rusty. Why haven't the people who went into the mountains to hunt come back yet?
After finishing the poem, one of the three great scholars on the city wall frowned, while the other two nodded slightly.
"Excellent!"
"The literary talent is a little inferior, the artistic conception is a little far away, just barely!"
"It's considered quick wit, okay!"
After the three great scholars finished speaking, the Wenchang Pavilion official shouted loudly: "Shi Lezhi, successfully solved the problem!"
After saying that, he looked at Shi Lezhi again: "Master Shi, are you willing to try the second question again?"
Shi Lezhi shook his head slightly: "The article is made by nature, and it comes by chance! One poem a day is my rule, so I won't challenge it anymore!"
After saying that, Shi Lezhi looked confidently at Chen Luo and the compartment behind the car: "Brother Liu, Miss Liu, Shi Lezhi is lucky to live up to his mission!"
At this time, Yun Siyao said calmly: "Little brother! Master Shi taught you, have you learned it?"
"Just try it once you learn it!"
"Don't be afraid of embarrassment!"
Chen Luo looked at Yun Siyao, lightly shrugged, and cupped his hands towards Shi Lezhi: "Brother Shi, don't blame me!"
Shi Lezhi frowned slightly, but quickly figured out that Brother Liu was afraid that his writing was too poor and would damage his reputation, so he quickly waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, Brother Liu, just go and give it a try!"
"Well, I'll try my best!"
Chen Luo jumped off the carriage and walked towards the city gate.
Seeing Shi Lezhi's success, other students were already ready to take action, but at this time they all saw Chen Luo walking towards the question and stopped one by one.
There is no telling what the relationship between that young master and Shi Lezhi is, so everyone can wait a little longer!
Chen Luo walked to the city wall and raised his head: "I'm so talented, I want to try three consecutive poems!"
As soon as he said it, there was an uproar!
On the other hand, the Wenchang Pavilion officials on the city wall were shocked when they saw Chen Luo.
"Master, what do you want to do?"
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The third update will be sent today.
The one in the morning was what I owed yesterday, so I made up for it.
Eighty thousand, make up for the little prince!
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I don’t think I’ve seen this kind of gameplay before!
Guess which of the three poems Chen Luo used to connect the beads!
The artistic conception does not have to be exactly the same, it can be suddenly changed, carried forward, and continued.
Two sentences aside from the topic:
One year spent similar, each year is different. From Liu Xiyi's "The White-headed Man of Dai Bei".
Liu Xiyi was thirty years old when he died. It is said that his uncle Song Zhiwen killed Liu Xiyi in order to snatch these two lines of poems!
Then I changed a few words and published it.
But this matter was exposed, so we learned that the author of this poem was Liu Xiyi.
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