Snap, snap, snap.
Snap, snap, snap.
In Feihong Restaurant, after the loneliness, there were bursts of applause, and it was as lively as firecrackers.
What's more, his face flushed, he stood up and praised loudly:
"What a poem! What a wonderful poem!"
"I have always known that Gu Dongjia is quite accomplished in poetry, but I really didn't expect that he could write such poetry!"
"That's right, I was still resentful when Mr. Bailu and Gu Dongjia met as equals before. I felt that Gu Dongjia only gained fame by chance, but in fact it was nothing more than that."
"But now after listening to Gu Dongjia's poem, I realize how much I used to sit in a well and look at the sky."
"We are impressed by the talent of Boss Gu!"
Not only the diners around him, but also Xiang Zhirou in front of Gu Beichuan had her mouth slightly open, with a look of shock on her face.
After he calmed down, his eyes were even more brilliant.
I have always tried to overestimate Gu's poetic attainments, but in the end, I ended up underestimating them.
We can write something as bohemian and romantic as "About to Enter the Wine".
It can also be written as melancholy, frustrated and weathered as "Ascend the High".
However, this poem is completely different from the above two poems, but it is no less good.
Really...
Could it be that the term "talented and talented" is tailor-made for everyone in Gu?
Just when everyone was immersed in the artistic conception of the poem, someone whispered:
"Is this poem so mysterious? Why can't I see it?"
Although the voice was small, it quickly attracted everyone's attention and became the target of public criticism.
The speaker was wearing crimson embroidered clothes, with a big belly and a fat face full of wealth.
It turned out to be Huainan cloth merchant Shen Gui and Shen Yuanwai in person!
Seeing everyone looking at him, Shen Gui panicked for a moment and said hurriedly:
"I definitely have no intention of questioning the Gu Dong family's poetic talent. You don't have to do this."
"It's just that Shen was playful since he was a child and never went to a private school. As he grew older, he followed my father to study the business world, and now he has achieved some success."
"Later on, I slowly learned to read and arithmetic, but I didn't know anything about poetry."
"So I can't understand the mystery of everyone Gu's poems. I wonder if any of you are knowledgeable, so I can shed some light on the little old man's confusion."
After hearing this, everyone's expressions improved slightly.
A young man dressed obviously as a scholar stood up and said:
"Commander Shen is very polite. Liang is willing to help."
"It's just that I have little knowledge and knowledge. If there are any mistakes in my explanation, please ask Master Gu to correct me," Liang Shan said.
When Gu Beichuan heard this, he shook his head and said:
"When it comes to poetry, everyone is a good student, and Gu is just a few steps ahead."
"You and I can communicate with each other naturally, so how can we be correct?"
When Liang Shan heard this, he was filled with admiration.
Gu Dongjia is worthy of being a Gu Dongjia. Not only is he extremely accomplished in poetry, but he is also so humble.
It's hard not to feel good about such a person.
Liang Shan nodded and then began to explain:
"Except Member Shen, if you look at this poem alone, it actually only makes great achievements in expressing emotions and ambitions, and the rest of it is not so brilliant."
"But that's just one of them!"
"You know, since ancient times, there has been a default rule in our poetry world."
"That's how sad it must be in autumn."
"Autumn means so much desolation and loneliness. How many literati have there been in ancient and modern times? They have already written the meaning of sad autumn vividly, and it is difficult to come up with new ideas."
"So when this brother first asked Gu Dongjia to write a poem with the theme of autumn, we almost thought he had evil intentions."
With that said, Liang Shan looked at Xiang Zhirou.
Xiang Zhirou quickly smiled and apologized.
"But Gu Dongjia's poems broke this rigid rule!"
"Mr. Shen, let's take a look at the first two sentences: Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring!"
"In just fourteen words, he not only expresses his views clearly, but also writes all the arguments he can make."
"I'm afraid that this sentence alone is enough to be famous in the Huainan poetry circle."
"The last sentence is: A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky!"
"It seems to be describing the scenery, but in fact it is still expressing the ambition."
"Such an open-minded, optimistic, cheerful and unrestrained meaning is unique and extremely rare among poems about autumn."
"That's why I admire you so much."
Liang Shan made it very clear, and the vocabulary used in this poem is not gorgeous, but very simple and easy to understand, but the artistic conception is profound.
So Shen Gui really understood.
The general meaning is that when others write about autumn, what they write is all sadness.
Only Gu Dongjia, with the pride and vitality in his heart, overcame the tragic autumn.
This person is really a master of poetry!
Member Shen immediately stood up, bowed his hands to Gu Beichuan, and said, "Shen Gui admires the great talent of the Gu Dong family."
"You don't have to be like this, Mr. Shen. The article was written by nature, and a good hand came across it by chance. Beichuan just wrote it based on his feelings."
The article was written by nature, and it came from a clever hand!
Just a few words, but they woke everyone up.
Could it be that Gu Dongjia has reached the stage where he can speak well? How could you open your mouth to speak such neatly contrasted words and phrases with rich artistic conception?
After everyone praised them, someone suggested:
"It's rare that Gu Dong's family has something to say today, so why not inscribe this poem in Feihong Restaurant, and it will become a good story in the future."
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately received widespread approval from everyone.
Gu Beichuan didn't want to be in the limelight, but if it upset everyone, it wouldn't end well, so he happily agreed.
Soon someone offered pen and ink and asked Gu Beichuan to pick up the pen.
"By the way, Gu Dongjia hasn't said the name of the poem yet!"
"What's the name of the poem?" Hearing this, Gu Beichuan looked at Xiang Zhirou and said, "I haven't asked for the name of the young master yet."
"I...my name is Xiang Bai." Xiang Zhirou was not ready to recognize Gu Beichuan, so she answered hastily in panic.
"In this case, the name of the poem is..." Gu Beichuan pondered for a moment and then said: ""Huainan Autumn·Gift to Xiang Bai""
After hearing this, the restaurant fell into brief silence again.
Many people looked at Xiang Zhirou with a hint of envy, even...jealousy.
Such a masterpiece will definitely be famous in Huainan and even the entire Daqian in the future.
And Xiang Bai's name will surely spread throughout the country.
Most scholars, who have been reading the classics for decades, want nothing more than a name.
Now Xiang Bai got what they had been dreaming about without any effort, how could anyone not feel envious?
Xiang Zhirou was also extremely surprised. She didn't expect that the Gu family would give her such a big gift when they met for the first time, and there was even a flash of tenderness in her eyes.
But then, there was another burst of annoyance.
If I had known that I just said my real name, I would have wasted a great opportunity, woo woo woo.
Just when Xiang Zhirou was upset, Gu Beichuan started writing.
He put pen to paper on a wall near the window of Feihong Restaurant and wrote the twenty-eight characters that were destined to become famous in Huainan from now on!
However, when the wild and unruly yet self-contained Kuangcao appeared.
The restaurant fell into silence again.
