Chapter seven hundred and tenth, don't you see......
After He Yi's reminder, Li Huabin also reacted.
"Pipa Play" is just one of Chen Ming's creations.
He still has it in stock!
This is the most important thing!!
For a moment, Li Huabin also became excited.
Knowledge is priceless!
For them, a good poem is definitely more attractive than money.
"Chen Ming, how many other poems have you written?"
Li Huabin couldn't help but ask.
One song "Pipa Xing" is already amazing. If there are a few more songs, the middle and high school Chinese textbooks will be revised.
How could Yi have such confidence?
If the poems created by Chen Ming are as high-quality as "Pipa Xing", then the name Chen Ming will definitely appear in the newly compiled Chinese textbooks next year.
He dares to guarantee it!
At this moment, neither He Yi nor Li Huabin cared about whether "Pipa Xing" was plagiarized.
They only care about the other poems in Chen Ming's hands.
He Yi looked excited and then became serious: "Brother Chen, can you let me read your masterpiece?"
Chen Ming was startled.
Chen Ming felt very panicked when an eighty-year-old veteran complimented him so much.
Originally, Chen Ming wanted to prove himself by reciting three hundred Tang poems.
But now that I look at it, it seems that I don’t need to do this.
All he had to do was come up with a few poems, and He Yi wouldn't have to worry about plagiarism.
Chen Ming scratched his head: "Including "Pipa Xing", there are four songs."
He didn't dare to say more!
Four songs should be enough.
""Pipa Play", "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn Thoughts", "Jiang Snow", and one more song "About to Enter the Wine"."
Two short words; two long poems.
Chen Ming thought very well!
Four poems in different styles are certainly enough to cope with He Yi.
At this moment, Li Huabin asked in surprise: "That song "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn Thoughts" is also a poem?"
Chen Ming explained: "The poetry part is very short. Only the lyrics in the chorus are the poems I created at the beginning. As for the rest of the lyrics, I added them to fill in the outline of a song."
Li Huabin took out his mobile phone and found the song "Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts".
The chorus is very short.
There are only a few sentences.
He looked at the lyrics and couldn't help but recited them: "Withered vines and old trees, crows dim, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, west wind and thin horses on the ancient road, the sun sets in the west, heartbroken people are at the end of the world."
"Wonderful! It's so wonderful!"
Li Huabin clicked his tongue in surprise.
He put all his attention on "Pipa Xing" and ignored the chorus of the song.
Unexpectedly, these few sentences describe a vivid picture, which is no less impressive than the artistic conception of "Pipa Xing".
Suddenly, Li Huabin asked hurriedly: "Is that song "Kite Wrong" also a poem?"
Forehead.......
That one is not.
When Chen Ming chose songs for Song Meng, the only criterion was to suit the characteristics of her voice.
Liu Keyi's voice is similar to Song Meng's.
To be precise, Song Meng's voice is a combination of Liu Keyou and Zhou Shen.
Therefore, Chen Ming took out the song "Kite Wrong".
The song itself is based on Yuan music, not poetry.
Li Huabin felt a little regretful after receiving Chen Ming's answer.
pity!
He also thought that the three capitals were masterpieces of poetry.
He Yi glared at Li Huabin angrily. This kid spoke too quickly. Before he could speak, Li Huabin asked a lot of questions in one breath.
"Stand aside, let me talk to Brother Chen!"
He Yi motioned to Li Huabin to go further.
Li Huabin muttered a few words in a low voice, then reluctantly took a few steps back.
Seeing this, He Yi put on a smile again and rubbed his hands: "Brother Chen, can you listen to these four poems?"
At present, "Pipa Xing" and "Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts" have been released.
Especially "Pipa Xing", He Yi didn't know how many times he copied it in private.
In his heart, he already recognized Chen Ming's talent for poetry.
What about a high school degree?
What about being an orphan?
People who are diligent and studious still maintain their heart for learning even after leaving school.
He Yi felt a little ashamed.
He should not use academic qualifications to evaluate a person.
Chen Ming didn't hesitate at all: "Then let me read it on the spot."
He came prepared today!
At this moment, He Yi suddenly stood up and said anxiously: "Don't be anxious yet."
"Xiao Bin, come over and sharpen the ink for me."
"You tell me, I'll write it!"
He Yi stood up and walked to the desk in the office and pulled out a roll of white paper from the desk cabinet.
Literati are good at the four treasures of their study.
This will not change no matter how the times develop.
With the rise of the online reading era, many people, while pursuing simple reading, have not given up the habit of reading physical books. Reading physical books will bring people a kind of peace of mind.
This is a feature that online reading does not have!
He Yi has been practicing calligraphy and reading physical books for decades. When he heard a good poem, he wanted to write it down.
Hearing this, Li Huabin jogged a few steps, walked to the side, and polished the ink carefully.
Modern people rarely use brushes for writing.
Only people from the older generation like He Yi still persist.
Not long after, He Yiyong dipped his brush in dark ink and looked at Chen Ming: "Little brother, you can start reciting."
"You come to me, and if I make a mistake in writing, you remind me to correct it."
He Yi waved to Chen Ming.
Guo Dalei has known He Yi for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen He Yi's attitude towards outsiders.
Chen Ming did not dare to neglect and walked to the other side of He Yi.
"Then I'll start reading."
Chen Ming recalled "Jiang Xue" and "Jian Jin Jiu" in his mind.
At this moment, Chen Ming was very grateful to the Chinese teachers in his previous life. If they hadn't required him to recite poems, Chen Ming might have lost his sight today.
Chen Ming opened and closed his lips.
He Yi's brush strokes one stroke at a time.
"Jiang Xue" has only four sentences.
Chen Ming recited "Jiang Xue" first, and then took a look at He Yi's calligraphy. The fonts were elegant and majestic.
In comparison, Chen Ming's usual handwriting is like a dog crawling.
No comparison!
After all, He Yi is a professor, and he has an accurate understanding of the poems Chen Ming read, and there are no typos.
He Yi looked at the song "Jiang Xue" and recited it silently several times, feeling very happy in his heart.
The poetry of China has a successor!
After a short rest, Chen Ming began to read "The Wine Will Come in".
This poem is one of Li Bai's most generous and unrestrained. It contains endless famous lines and can be regarded as an eternal classic.
“I don’t see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.”
The first sentence is a classic.
He Yi's hand holding the pen paused slightly.
He felt the boundless mind and heroism from this sentence, but he was a little puzzled.
What kind of river is the Yellow River?
Is there a river called the Yellow River in China?
but,
He didn't hesitate too much.
Maybe the Yellow River was just a river that Chen Ming encountered accidentally when he was traveling.
Next sentence.
"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening."