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Chapter 92: The Eternal Song

At this moment, Su Yan has become the focus of the audience, and everyone's eyes are fixed on him, wanting to see if he can still be as famous as before.

Su Yan was pacing gently like he was strolling in the courtyard, with his hands behind his back and his eyes staring at the sky. After a long time, Su Yan suddenly stopped and began to sing softly in a gentle voice.

“The tide of the spring river reaches the level of the sea, and the bright moon rises together on the sea.

The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like sleet.

Frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen.

The river and the sky were all colorless, and there was only a solitary moon in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon on the river shine on people for the first time?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and the river and the moon look alike every year.

I don’t know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds fade away slowly, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.

Whose family is in trouble tonight? Where can I miss Mingyue Tower?

Poor moon wandering upstairs, it should be seen in the dressing mirror.

The Yuhu curtain can't be rolled up, and it comes back when it is smashed and brushed on the anvil.

At this time, we look at each other but don't hear each other. I hope the moonlight will shine on you.

The swans fly long and fast, and the fishes and dragons dive and leap into the water.

Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.

The spring water in the river is almost gone, and the moon has set in the west and is setting in the west again.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless.

I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon, and the falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.”

Su Yan's gentle voice still echoed in the air, but there was no applause or exclamation at this moment. Everyone present stood there in a daze, motionless, as if time and space had stopped, eyes slightly closed, expressions on their faces.

Tranquil.

Su Yan seemed to have created a poetic and picturesque illusion, bringing everyone present into it, and everyone was intoxicated and moved by it.

Su Yan looked calm and did not look at other people's expressions because he knew that for those who studied poetry all day long, the poem he recited would definitely make them intoxicated and even stunning. As for winning the first prize,

Not to mention that.

It is true that Ling Tian'er is the so-called most talented woman, but in front of Su Yan's "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", there is no comparison between the light of fireflies and the bright moon.

Just kidding, "Spring River Moonlight Night" is Su Yan's eternal masterpiece from his previous life. It is known as the pinnacle of poetry. It is said to be "a single poem that overwhelms the entire Tang Dynasty." Its accomplishments and influence can be imagined. Now Su Yan is just afraid of reading this poem.

, will others worship him as a poet? If so, it would be great fun.

I don't know how long it took before someone slowly came back to his senses and stared at Su Yan, dumbfounded.

Like a chain reaction, one person suddenly opened his mouth to cheer, and then there was an explosion of applause and cheers, and the eyes looking at Su Yan became extremely admiring.

"A masterpiece, a masterpiece...how long has it been since we heard such an amazing poem?"

"The writing style is clear and beautiful, but the atmosphere is endless, like a scroll of thousands of miles of rivers illuminated by the moonlight, it is so beautiful that it is unprecedented."

"Hey, the artistic conception is empty, lingering and pathos, as if all the lead has been washed away, and the rhythm is pure and beautiful. It is really a great blessing in life to hear such poems."

The talented men and women present praised it one after another, and almost used up all the gorgeous words of praise. But this is not their fault. In fact, this song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" is so amazing. I don't know how many people were blown away by it in Su Yan's previous life. Su Yan

The reason why Yan can read it fluently is because his former Chinese teacher regarded this poem as a masterpiece, and everyone knew it by heart.

Next to Su Yan, Li Zhiyuan and Kao Junyao also kept changing their expressions. From intoxication at the beginning to shock, and now looking at Su Yan in shock, with such attainments in poetry and prose, not to mention the so-called talents present, I am afraid that even

The great poets in those poems must be ashamed of them.

Qiao Junyao looked at this man who was becoming more and more mysterious in her eyes, thinking about the surprises he gave her again and again, and became more and more attracted to her.

Ling Tian'er and Song Wenze, who were the parties involved, looked pale, especially Ling Tian'er, whose face was as pale as paper, his eyes widened, and his teeth were trembling slightly.

"How is it possible? How could this happen?" Ling Tian'er murmured, looking stunned. Su Yan's poem not only disgraced her and lost her position as the chief poet, but also severely destroyed all her pride.

Tear it to pieces. She has been proficient in ancient Chinese since she was a child, has high attainments in poetry, and is sought after by others. Now her proud poems feel ashamed in front of Su Yan's Spring River Flower Moonlight Night, which is a blow to her.

The extent can be imagined.

The same was true for Song Wenze. Cold sweat had soaked his back. He was a talented man of the time, and he could naturally see to what extent the poems Su Yan recited had reached an unprecedented level. It would not be an exaggeration to call him a saint among poems.

"How are you two?" Su Yan looked at the expressions of Ling Tian'er and Song Wenze and asked with a teasing smile on his lips.

Hearing Su Yan's words, Song Wenze trembled and said with a sad smile: "Master Su's poems are of great variety and unprecedented. I have nothing to say."

"What about Miss Ling?" Su Yan turned his gaze and looked at Ling Tian'er.

Ling Tian'er seemed not to have heard Su Yan's words, and still stood there in a daze, her eyes dull. After a long time, she slowly spoke, her voice weak and low, completely different from her previous arrogant temperament.

"I lost."

The concise words made everyone on the court stunned. The proud woman who overshadowed all the so-called talents actually gave up. This was beyond everyone's expectations. But they didn't know that for someone who has always been extremely arrogant,

Tell me how much of a blow it was to make her feel powerless.

After Ling Tian'er finished speaking, he walked directly outside and left regardless of other dissuasion. His expression softened slightly, but there was still no luster in his eyes.

Song Wenze looked at Ling Tian'er's bleak back and laughed miserably. He began to regret why he took the initiative to provoke Su Yan. Not only did he fail miserably, but he also disgraced himself.

"Young Master Su's skills amaze everyone. Let Brother Su do the following things. You are the well-deserved leader of poetry. My skills are not as good as others, and I don't have the dignity to stand here." Song Wenze sighed and said.

Su Yan pursed his lips and looked calm, then suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Song, you are serious. The original intention of the poetry meeting is to connect friends with poetry. I also casually composed two poems to cheer up the poetry meeting. Brother Song is

The organizer is the master of this place, how can I dare to kill myself?"

Su Yan had a smile on his face and a sincere expression. He really didn't want to catch Song Wenze all the time and make him lose face. In fact, Song Wenze was not bad in nature, but he had some affection for Qiao Junyao, so he was somewhat hostile to Su Yan. Besides, Song Wenze was in

The Jian'an scholars were extremely influential, and Su Yan couldn't bear to let their relationship fall into an irreconcilable state because of such trivial matters.

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