After pondering for a while at dusk, he was wondering which poem to pick out.

To be honest, there are not many poems that can be used to show off in the Ming and Qing dynasties - it is indeed a bit shabby compared to the Tang and Song dynasties, but it is not without them, but it is not as popular as Tang and Song lyrics.

The key is to conform to the current situation.

Seeing this, everyone was silent and waiting.

When reciting poetry, how can there be so many seven-step poems? After all, not everyone is Cao Zhi. If you ask Li Bai to come, it is impossible for you to become seven-step poems at any time. You still have to drink some wine to get involved.

After a long time, it was not until dusk that I looked up and smiled at everyone, "You probably know that I have a workshop on Zhongshan. I often went to the workshop earlier and saw some things. I was very touched at that time, but because I was busy with affairs and had not thought about it carefully, today I suddenly came to me and remembered a poem. If I can't wait for a great house, please forgive me."

This is humble and low-key.

The more modest and low-key you are, the more painful it is!

Everyone was speechless.

What a elegant thing poetry is? You actually came up with a poem related to the workshop. This is indeed a bit ridiculous. No one said anything, and they were all waiting to watch the fun.

After all, Dusk is now the emperor's favorite minister.

Many people have this kind of mentality and are too shameful to others. If the talent at dusk is valued by His Majesty, then who is more talented than him should be valued even more.

This can better echo everyone's heart of being unacceptable.

At dusk, a scholar was posing for free and easy clothes, and his sleeves were swung, "Thousands of hammers were chiseled out of the deep mountains."

This sentence is very ordinary.

It even feels like a likable poem.

Xu Yingxu said intimately that he was not good. At this beginning, he lacked talent. As for neatness and rhyme, he would not mention it for now. Just this first sentence, I guess the things to be written are not elegant.

I'm afraid I'm really going to be laughed at today.

What can be found in the deep mountains?

What can be found in Zhongshan Workshop?

All are ores.

The ore is mediocre, and you can let your tongue bloom lotus flowers at dusk. That's it, but you can still write flowers.

So Wang Shocheng laughed.

Li Mao was also shaking his head secretly.

It’s okay for Yuan Gong and Yuan Zhongche, especially Yuan Zhongche. In fact, he has more contacts with Hanlin people like Li Mao on weekdays, and his talent and knowledge are not low.

After hearing the first sentence of this article, my first reaction was simple.

Start, inheritance, turn, and end.

If this simple first sentence is to start, then it would be okay if there is something outstanding in the next "inheritance", but whether it can really make a big splash or behave in a normal way still depends on "transformation" and "combination".

At dusk, the second sentence continued: "The fire burned like a casual one."

Xu Yingxu lowered his head secretly.

He was a little embarrassed.

I can tell that if nothing unexpected happens to the things written in Dusk, it is the lime. But if there is anything to write about this thing and what new ideas can it be written, it is likely that it will be embarrassing today.

The key is the inheritance of this second sentence. Although it is well received, it is still simple and not exciting enough.

It's like a river of death without any waves.

The river water does not flow at all.

Li Mao frowned slightly. For some reason, he always felt that the plainness of these two sentences was a bit too slow, which made him feel a sense of expectation for the next "turn" and "combination".

If "turning" and "combining" can cause sudden turmoil, the contrast formed by the front and back will be extremely huge and shocking.

But in Li Mao's experience, this is difficult.

Wang Shecheng laughed and didn't say anything.

I felt in my heart that Huang Guandacai was just like this, and that the nephew he cultivated was nothing more than that.

He thought so, but Wang Shecheng did not underestimate Dusk.

Talent has nothing to do with being an official.

Today's provocation of this matter is just a temporary pleasure, and it is just a small episode between the storm. If you really want to clean up the dusk, you still have to use official means.

Wang Shecheng was already sure that no matter how well the next two lines were written at dusk, this poem was like this.

It's ordinary.

No highlights.

Yuan Gong remained silent. His eyes were always on the dusk facial features. He always felt that this face didn't look like someone who could reach this high position. What went wrong?

He couldn't figure it out.

For the first time, Yuan Gong was a little suspicious of his skills in taking pictures.

There was a pause at dusk.

I took a deep breath and looked at everyone's reactions. It was not surprising that the first two lines of Yu Shaobao's poem were really too ordinary. It was so ordinary that this third-rate undergraduate graduate felt that he could write a lot.

I once thought that writing poetry was just like this.

But that's because of these two sentences. If the last two sentences come out, it would be impossible for everyone to still have such a reaction that he has no expectations or even wants to laugh at him.

Two sentences were completed in one go.

"I'm not afraid of being crushed to pieces, I have to keep my innocence in the world."

After the words are finished, they are quiet.

"Lime Song".

This poem is actually not very talented, the words are simple and straightforward, and there is no magnificent artistic conception, nor does it quote allusions. It just describes lime directly, and then points out the loyal thoughts in the last two sentences.

If you don’t consider the level and rhyme, it is indeed like a slutty poem.

But you have to know that simplicity is also a kind of literary talent.

The representative figure is Ouyang Xiu.

Ouyang Xiu became famous for his simple and simple experience and return to the essence. However, Ouyang Xiu once became the leader of the literary world of the Song Dynasty, and countless people wanted to learn but could not.

To be honest, this kind of literary talent is the most profound.

Who can't pile up words?

But not everyone is a talented person like Su Xian and Li Bai. You have to make it interesting. You can't just be gorgeous. You should know that it is very common and the most difficult thing is to make you feel.

Everyone here is a scholar, and except for some people who are stubborn, most of them know this truth.

When I first heard the poem "Dun" it seems that it is not outstanding.

Then the Shang Bao Sicheng, who was in charge of the record, picked up the ink paper and recited it: "Thousands of hammers and thousands of hammers are chiseled out of the deep mountains, burning the fire as if it is easy to crush it to pieces... I am not afraid, I must leave my innocence in the world!"

After reading the third sentence, the Shang Bao Sicheng reacted, his voice trembling.

Good poem!

Until now, a waterfall suddenly appeared in front of people who were originally watching the river flowing without vitality by the dead river. It was clear that the waterfall fell from the sky and turned into the nine heavens thunder, hitting people's hearts.

Xu Yingxu suddenly raised his head, full of shock.

Yuan Gong's eyes were shining with brilliance, his face covered with old-spots, his skin became rosy, his lips were trembling and he couldn't speak.

Yuan Zhongche sighed.

This "turn" and "combination" are amazing!

Wang Shecheng stood up silently, bowed to the dusk, and bowed to the end.

Enemies or enemies.

But it deserves respect.

Turn around and leave.

Li Mao looked at the dusk with shame, suddenly laughed loudly, and then ran away, and his voice came from afar: "What a good person to keep his innocence in the world, and what a good person to see magic in the decay! I, Li Shimian, felt ashamed of myself, and had no face to stay here again, and came to the door to apologize today in the future."

Immediately, I laughed loudly, and my voice was heroic, "Aren't we just waiting for scholars? Hahahaha!"
Chapter completed!