When Yao Jinse made such a request, the ladies sitting there were stunned. Everyone sitting here has a very high status in the literary world. They said a word and stamped their feet.
They are all meant to cause shock.
If the little girl in front of me was really talented, why didn't she ask them to teach her poems to others? Instead, she said she couldn't say her name! What a strange person!
"Okay. I promise you." Although it felt strange, Xue Yanqing found it more interesting. At this time, he was even more looking forward to what kind of poems Yao Jinse could write in front of him.
Yao Jinse pursed her lips and pretended to think deeply for a moment, then she said: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is probably frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown." This is a poem by Li Bai, simple but not surprising.
Flashy. I'm sorry, Brother Li Bai. In an era when you don't exist, the first thing I plagiarized was your poem!
Yao Jinse felt that after reading this poem, she felt extremely guilty inside.[
But she didn't know that after she finished reading this poem, several ladies around her were stunned! The first two sentences were very simple, it could be said that they were too simple. It was so simple that they would sneer at it, but under Yao Jinse
After reading the entire poem, they were suddenly stunned.
After changing my mind, the feeling of lovesickness arises spontaneously. The simple and simple poems are not gorgeous, and they do not express too much about their emotions. They are just indifferent but make people feel deeply involuntarily! In the poems about returning to nature, there is something like this
The profound artistic conception really shocked everyone instantly.
"Good! What a poem!" Even Master Fang was speechless after hearing such a poem. He didn't know what to say anymore, let alone what other people would think!
Xue Yanqing recalled the poem that Yao Jinse had just read, and his heart became more and more shocked. The poems they were writing now were full of emotions, and the literature they were talking about was also the sound of silk and bamboo. There were really few poems that could really make people feel the beauty of the artistic conception.
And few.
Pursuing this simple and simple poem is exactly what they are doing now. Unexpectedly, what they are pursuing is found in a little six-year-old child! Does it really mean that children are the
The most innocent and simple existence? That’s why you can write such spiritual poems?
It's just that... Xue Yanqing thought that Pan Mo'an's disciple Xiao Qingyuan had always been known as a talented man and had written many poems, but none of them could compare with Yao Jinse's casual poem!
They are all famous contemporary students, and he is even called a great Confucian. He naturally knows whether this poem is plagiarized. He has read many books and thousands of volumes, but he has never heard of such a sentence.
Poetic.
Thinking of this, Xue Yanqing couldn't help but fell silent.
Yao Jinse shrugged, feeling that she had finished reading the poem, so she should be able to leave! Noticing their surprised expressions, she thought it was normal. Li Bai was a poet, and one or two poems were enough to shock them.
!
"Now that I have finished composing the poem, I have to leave. It is getting dark now. If I go back late, I will inevitably get scolded."