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Chapter 176 Lost Poetry(2/2)

Du Wei himself commented.
He really loved this poem.
"On an autumn night, there are fishing fires on the river bank, and travelers are lying and listening to the sound of bells in the quiet night. All the scenes are described with a unique eye."
"One stillness and one movement, one light and one dark. On the river bank, the combination of the scenery and the character's mood have reached a very high level of tacit harmony!"
"It's wonderful! It's wonderful!"
Du Wei became more and more excited as he talked, and finally burst into tears.
This made Ye Qingyun a little shocked.
Why are you still crying?
Do you want to be so excited?
"Lao Du, please stop talking. Now it's Mr. Ye's turn to ask the question."
Yi Tianxing said from the side.
Only then did Du Wei calm down.
"Master Ye, please give me a question."
Ye Qingyun didn't want to embarrass Du Wei.
He just wanted to end this unreasonable fight as soon as possible.
Ye Qingyun looked at it casually, and then stared at a big peach tree not far away.
"That's it."
Ye Qingyun pointed at the peach tree.
Everyone looked at the peach tree one after another.
A very ordinary peach tree.
But because it grew in the palace, it was well taken care of by the people in the palace, and it can be said that it has lush branches and leaves.
Although it is autumn, the peach blossoms are still in full bloom.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
A peach tree, this shouldn’t be a difficult question.
> With Du Wei’s ability, he can definitely create a superb masterpiece easily.
Everyone looked at Du Wei with anticipation.
And what about Du Wei?
He looked at the peach tree, and for a moment he felt his mind was empty.
Although peach trees are very common, the more common they are, the harder it is to write poetry with them.
Because writing poetry requires adding emotion.
If you don’t have your own true feelings, the poems you produce will inevitably be extremely inferior.
A peach tree, what true feelings can Du Wei have towards it?
Even if you want to express your appreciation for the lushness of the peach trees, there is no way to start.
He frowned and thought hard.
Finally got an idea.
Du Wei pondered for a moment and began to compose a poem.
"A peach blossom tree is in full bloom, and thousands of flowers come into view."
"If you can go out and worry about it, just wait for the flowers to bloom and the willows to bloom."
This poem really made Du Wei rack his brains.
Even after it was done, he himself felt dissatisfied.
Because the artistic conception of the previous sentence and the latter sentence are slightly different.
But this is the limit of what he can do in a short period of time.
He can certainly make better poems, but he needs to slowly refine them and spend some time.
“What a poem, what a poem!”
"I'm willing to show my displeasure!"
Ye Qingyun decisively admitted defeat, which was called a clean and tidy decision.
Everyone looked at him with strange expressions.
We are not fools, so we can naturally tell which of the poems the two of them just wrote is good and who is bad.
Ye Qingyun's decisive surrender was too deliberate.
Du Wei looked bitter.
"Master Ye, I lost."
"No, no, no, I lost!"
""
I have never seen anyone rushing to admit defeat.
Du Wei no longer argued about winning or losing, but instead asked, "Master Ye, can you write a poem with the theme of peach trees?"
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
Chapter completed!
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