Chapter 48 Ouyang Xiu also needs to stay out of trouble and stay on the right side! (Third update!)

Upon hearing the teacher Yan Shu's inquiry, Ouyang Xiu thought carefully and said, "The student has never seen this poem. Could it be that he wrote it himself?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

They had this question, and Han Jiang and the others naturally had the same question. Han Zhen said in surprise: "The west wind withered the green trees last night. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked at the end of the world." It sounds like a song about Butterfly Loves Flowers, but I haven't read it.

,Did Brother Ju Zheng write this himself?”

Zhang Heng was stunned when he heard this. Wasn't this written by Yan Shu?

He turned to look at Yan Shu and others, and found that Yan Shu was also looking at him with concern.

Zhang Heng thought to himself, "Hey guys, this is like plagiarizing someone else's words in person."

This poem should be written by Yan Shu in his later years. Now Yan Shu is still in his prime and has not yet formally paid homage to the prime minister.

Zhang Heng smiled bitterly in his heart, why did this happen?

But now that the matter has come to this, he can only bite the bullet and say: "This is indeed a song of "Die Lian Hua", the full lyrics are:

The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the smoke and the orchids are weeping with dew, the curtains are light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates the Zhuhu at dawn.

Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I went up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world. If I wanted to send a colorful note and ruler, where would I know where the mountains are long and the rivers are wide?"

After Zhang Heng recited, many people immediately cheered.

Yan Shu said happily: "Uncle Yong, this poem is not inferior to the poem you just wrote. This Qingjin Poetry Meeting, there are two such outstanding poems at once, which are destined to be recorded in the annals of history."

Ouyang Xiu also agreed with Yourong and said with a smile: "This boy is extremely talented, and I will avoid his edge. I will not dare to write poems where he is in the future."

Yan Shu and others all laughed.

Ouyang Xiu's words were somewhat joking, but they also showed his appreciation for Zhang Heng to some extent.

Zhuo Gongliang smiled and said: "Uncle Yong, please don't praise him too much. Young people should guard against arrogance and impetuosity."

Ouyang Xiu smiled and said: "Ming Zhong, you just started early. If you started late, he would be my disciple."

Zhuo Gongliang laughed loudly, looking quite proud, thinking: This is fate. Not only did I not waste any effort, but I also presented a secret recipe worth thousands of dollars. If you knew this, wouldn't you be angry to death?

Ouyang Xiu saw Zhuo Gongliang's expression and smiled. He was a very open-minded person, and he was not as knowledgeable as Zhuo Gongliang. He turned to Zhang Heng and said: "Ju Zheng, didn't you just talk about the first realm?

What is the realm below?”

Zhang Heng has noticed Ouyang Xiu for a long time. It can be said that among this group of people, Ouyang Xiu is the one he pays most attention to. After all, this person is one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties. Although his current official position is not very high, but for

As far as Zhang Heng is concerned, his reputation is much greater than everyone here.

When Zhang Heng was planning to become a disciple, the first person that popped into his mind was actually Ouyang Xiu, not Zhao Gongliang. However, considering Ouyang Xiu's ability to make trouble, Zhang Heng was the first to rule him out.

But no matter how you say it, Ouyang Xiu is indeed one of his influences on the formation of the Song Dynasty. The other people are Su Shi and Fan Zhongyan. There is no way, who made him read "Shi Shuo" in the textbook since he was a child.

, "Yueyang Tower" and Su Dongpo's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", this kind of thing formed since childhood cannot be erased when you grow up.

Upon hearing Ouyang Xiu's inquiry, Zhang Heng quickly said: "Senior, this is a joke. This is just the student's personal opinion. You can just take it as a joke."

Ouyang Xiu said with a smile: "You don't dare to do this. You just created a realm and wrote a famous poem casually. Others can't do it, but you don't have to worry about it. Tell me quickly. You will satisfy everyone's appetite.

It’s been hung up.”

Everyone laughed.

Zhang Heng smiled sheepishly, and then hurriedly said: "The second realm is: "As the clothes get wider and wider, you will never regret it, and you will feel haggard because of the beauty." I think that writing poetry is not easy and can be achieved casually.

You must be unswerving, work hard, forget food and sleep, and work hard until you are thin and wide without regrets. Only in this way can you improve your poetry. Poems that can achieve this can be ranked second.

Waiting for the realm!”

"The belt gets wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore, and I feel haggard because of Yi." This is Liu Yong's poem, and there is no controversy about it.

Everyone fell into deep thought. After a while, Mei Yaochen sighed with emotion: "You are really amazing. I have only just realized this. I didn't expect you to understand this at such a young age. No wonder you wrote it."

Most of the poems are composed of carefully crafted sentences, but it has reached the point where it is impossible to change even a single word. This will be scary for future generations!"

As soon as Mei Yaochen said these words, everyone was shocked.

Mei Yaochen was not an ordinary person. Although his official position was not high and he was just a judge of the Zhen'an Army at this time, his reputation was extraordinary. He was able to write poems at a young age and was as famous as Su Shunqin. He was known as "Su Mei" at that time.

", and met Ouyang Xiu in Luoyang a few years ago, and they were called "Ou Mei".

It can be said that Mei Yaochen can be regarded as the first poet in the Song Dynasty today.

Contemporaries once commented that there were three most outstanding officials left behind in Luoyang, Xijing in the past few years. He said this: There were many great men and princes in Beijing and Luoyang, but Ouyang Gong's writings, Cai Junmo's books, and Mr. Xiang's poems stood side by side, each of them famous.

.(These words were actually said by Lu You and I borrowed them.)

But now, the first person in Song Dynasty poetry actually said that the younger generation is to be feared, which shows that Zhang Heng is really extraordinary.

Hearing what Mei Yaochen said, even Yan Shu and Ouyang Xiu couldn't help but look at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng dared not hesitate, but did not dare to delay, and continued: "As for the third realm, I think it should be "looking for him in the crowd for thousands of times, and suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dim light." This is the ultimate highest level in my opinion.

Realm. If you want to write the best poems, you must have a focused spirit, repeatedly pursue, study, and work hard. You will naturally suddenly understand, discover, and invent. Only the poems written in this way can reach the highest palace.

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The above three are what I think are the three realms of poetry. To sum it up in simple words, they are:

When you look at mountains, they are mountains; when you look at water, they are water;

Looking at mountains is not mountains; looking at water is not water;

The mountains are still mountains, and the water is still water.”

As soon as Zhang Heng finished speaking, everyone cheered. Even Song Qi and Song Xiang, who didn't speak much, started cheering.

Song Qi smiled and said: "This [the crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but there he was, in a dimly lit place], should be the Qingyu Tablet, and it is something we have never heard of. According to your temperament, it should also be you."

Hurry up and recite the words you composed, so that we can have a glimpse of the whole word!"

Zhang Heng hurriedly said: "That's right. This time it was written by the boy for this New Year's Eve. The title of the poem is Qingyu Case, and the full word is:

The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMWs and carriages fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flutes sound, the jade pots turn with light, and fish and dragons dance all night long.

Moths are like golden threads in the snow and willows. Smiling words are filled with dark fragrance. People are looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dimly lit place."

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, countless fireworks suddenly shot up into the sky. In the night sky, thousands of fiery trees and silver flowers were blooming. The light of the fireworks reflected on everyone's face, just in time to see their admiration.

Amidst the explosion of fireworks, everyone heard Yan Shu say leisurely: "Once this word comes out, there will be no more Yuanxi words."

Let me report, I am ranked fourth on the new book list, and then advanced to the second round of recommendations... (Private beep: As expected of me! - This is not modest, but I am happy!)
Chapter completed!