[Poem Maze-08]
New character unlocked: Su Shi.
Zizhan, courtesy name Dongpo, was a well-known writer, calligrapher and gourmet in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Please follow in the footsteps of Su Shi and continue to explore the maze.
As a representative of the unrestrained style of Song Ci, Su Shi's poetry is well-known and powerful, and a large number of works have been selected into middle school Chinese textbooks, such as "Nian Nujiao: Chibi Nostalgia" and "Shui Diao Song Head: When the Moon Will Come" such classic works, not necessarily It will appear in the exam questions in the library.
Yue Xingwen wasn't sure whether the topic on Su Shi's side was difficult or not. Fortunately, he had studied the representative poets of the Song Dynasty's bold and graceful schools, and he remembered most of the poems, unless the library was too biased. If he does not come across, he also has brush props to remind him.
Thinking of this, Yue Xingwen said confidently, "Everyone follow Su Shi."
Su Shi and Xin Qiji didn't have any communication. Xin Qiji disappeared after drawing out Su Shi. Su Shi also left the bustling and lively light market and turned around and walked into the darkness.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, and everyone followed closely behind him. After walking for a while, they saw Su Shi suddenly sit down in the pavilion by the road, pick up a glass of wine, drink to the bright moon, and recite a few words: "When is the bright moon? Ask Qingtian about the wine!"
Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect the library to take such a simple test. This is Su Shi's most famous poem.
Ke Shaobin couldn't help but take the next sentence: "I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven. I want to go home by the wind, but I am afraid that the high place will be too cold. Dance to understand the shadow, what is it like in the world. Turn to Zhuge , Low Qihu, according to no sleep. There should be no hatred, what is the long-term relationship?"
He looked back at Xin Yan, who replied with a cold expression: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny.
Ke Shaobin smiled and gave a thumbs up: "You remember quite clearly!"
Xin Yandao: "In high school, the Chinese teacher taught us to sing this song for one class time. You sang insufficiency and went all the way out of tune. Of course I remember it."
Ke Shaobin coughed, remembering the embarrassing incident when he sang out of tune, and his ears were a little red: "Cough, that's how I remembered it, let's not mention the dark history."
Not only did Ke Shaobin and Xin Yan memorize this poem word for word, but everyone present remembered it. The answer to the question of sending points went well, and Yue Xingwen was a little worried about the next difficulty.
Su Shi continued to walk forward, and after a while, he passed by a simple house, walked into the house, everyone followed him in, and then... Then he actually fell asleep on the bed.
Everyone looked at each other.
Liu Zhaoqing looked around and whispered, "Let's watch Su Shi dream?"
As soon as the words fell, Su Shi's dream was shown in the small window next to it in the form of a movie. A lonely grave appeared in the dream, and a woman was dressing in front of the mirror.
The crowd suddenly realized.
Lan Yarong sighed lightly and said, "It's the song "Jiang Chengzi" that he wrote to his wife Wang Fu. I remember when Su Shi and Wang Fu got married, Wang Fu was only 15 years old. I like her very much, but it's a pity that she was in poor health and died at a young age."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Shi woke up.
There were two questions in front of him. The answer boxes on the left and the right had the same structure, and the names of the words and cards were "Jiangchengzi".
Ke Shaobin scratched his head: "Two Jiang Chengzi?"
Yue Xing Wen said: "One is "Jiangchengzi: Dreams on the 20th day of the first month of the first month" written to Wang Fu, and the other is Su Shi's masterpiece "Jiangchengzi: Hunting in Mizhou"."
He looked at Lan Yarong: "Senior Sister Lan wrote the first song, how about I write the second song?"
Lan Yarong knew so much about Wang Fu and Su Shi's story in her words. She obviously remembered this poem, and Yue Xingwen gave it to her with confidence. Sure enough, she simply nodded, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote down the answer—
"Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, and unforgettable.
Thousands of miles of solitary graves, nowhere to speak bleak.
Even if you don't know each other when you meet, your face is full of dust and your temples are like frost.
At night, Youmeng suddenly returned to his hometown, Xiaoxuan Window was dressing up.
Looking at each other silently, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that every year where the intestines are broken, the moonlit night will be short of Matsuoka. "
Yue Xingwen picked up the pen at the same time and wrote the full text in the answer box next to him—
"The old man talks about juvenile madness, he leads Huang on the left, Qing Cang on the right,
Jin hat and marten fur, thousands of horses roll Hiraoka.
In order to report Qingcheng, he followed the prefect, shot a tiger, and watched Sun Lang.
The bosom and gallbladder are still open, and the temples are slightly frosted, so why not
In the cloud of holding festivals, when will Feng Tang be dispatched
Will draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, shoot the Sirius. "
The word card stipulates the level and rhythm of the words. The format of the two poems is exactly the same, but the momentum is completely different.
The two words with huge differences in style in the answer box seem to clearly tell everyone that the charm and changes of words are endless.
After answering the two poems, the answer box flickered, and the side door of Su Shi's house suddenly opened, and there were two people standing in the yard. One of them was obviously older than Su Shi, with gray hair, and he should be his elder; the other was his elder. It looks a bit similar to Su Shi, but younger.
Yue Xingwen and Jiang Pingce looked at each other and said, "Su Xun and Su Zhe?"
Jiang Pingce nodded: "Well, the father and son have all come out."
Liu Zhaoqing couldn't help but sigh: "The genes of the Su family are really good. Su Xun, Su Shi, and Su Zhe are all great writers! It's just that we have recited a lot of Su Shi's words in our middle school Chinese class, but Su Xun and Su Zhe appeared in the poems. In the labyrinth, this problem is difficult!"
Xu Yi rubbed his temples with a deep headache: "I've only heard the names of these two, and I haven't touched any of their works at all."
Everyone turned their attention to Yue Xingwen: "It seems that we can only rely on Xingwen."
Yue Xingwen said with a wry smile: "I don't know much of Su Zhe's and Su Xun's poems. Su Xun is good at analyzing current events, and his masterpiece "The Six Kingdoms"; Su Zhe is famous for his prose, and is good at political and historical theories. Poetry is not very famous."
If he was asked to recite Su Xun's "The Six Kingdoms", he could recite the whole text word for word, but Yue Xingwen did not specifically study the poems or words that Su Xun wrote.
So when I met these two "Su Shi's relatives" in the poetry labyrinth, Yue Xingwen was also a bit big.
Jiang Pingce gently put his hand on his shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, you are not the Almighty King. If you really won't be able to do it later, just use a reminder brush."
Yue Xingwen nodded: "Well, that's the only way."
With the appearance of Su Xun and Su Zhe, two more answer boxes popped up in front of everyone.
The exam question on Su Zhe's side was a poem called "Brother Zhizizhan in Huaimianchi".
Everyone knows that Su Shi has the word Zizhan, and this poem is written by Su Zhe to his brother. Naturally, other people have never heard of it at all, and can only place their hopes on the Yuexingwen of the Chinese department.
Yue Xingwen bit the bullet and said: "I have seen this poem before, and I remember a few lines in it, but I can't memorize it 100% correctly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a lot of text prompts appearing in the four-line verse.
"Let's say goodbye to Zheng Yuan together, and make a long journey together - - -.
Returning to the horse and looking for Daliangmo, the pedestrians have passed the ancient Weixi.
Was a county official - - -? A common theme on the wall of the old monk's room.
In the distance, there are few delicious tastes of traveling alone, and there is no square but a neigh. "
Ke Shaobin stared at the answer box in disbelief: "There are only 6 blanks left for us to fill in! That is to say, even if we don't know the poem at all, can we pass the test with a brush?"
Liu Zhaoqing scratched the back of his head: "The library is so conscientious, I'm really not used to it."
Yue Xingwen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and smiled: "Fortunately, there are only 6 spaces. If there are more, the brush strokes will not be enough, and we will be stuck here."
Yue Xingwen immediately took out the "prompt brush" prop, and after using the prop, the words "fear of slush, public knowledge," were automatically filled in the answer box.
Yue Xingwen has specialized in the study of the Sansu, focusing on the influence of the literary works of the Sansu. He remembers Su Zhe's "Luancheng Collection" and Su Xun's "Six Kingdoms", but Su Zhe wrote to his brother this way. He really didn't pay much attention to an unpopular poem.
Fortunately, the library is a bit conscientious, and gave the props "reminder brush".
Yue Xingwen looked at the question on Su Xun's side. The title read "Five Characters and Seventy-Eight Rhymes from Recalling Mountain" - 78 rhymes? Isn't it a long poem with 78 lines? !
Ke Shaobin looked at a long row of answer boxes, quickly counted the lines, and said, "This poem has a total of 78 lines, one line of two sentences, which adds up to 780 words. I have never seen such a long poem, so it is not too long. Let's write the whole text silently!"
Liu Zhaoqing couldn't help but said: "Library, it's fine if you didn't talk about martial arts in the past. This time, please tell me a little about Wende, Su Xun's poem, 780 words written in dictation, that's too much! Come and give me a hint!"
I don't know if Liu Zhaoqing's complaints took effect, but the library still gave a lot of tips this time. But unlike the previous song that only had 6 words left to fill in, this time, 10 words were left empty.
The reminder that the brush can only be used 14 times in total, they have used 6 times just now, and only 8 times are left.
In other words, assuming that they have never touched this poem, after 8 reminders that the brush has been used up, the remaining two words have to be guessed!
Multiple-choice questions ABCD guess the answer has a probability of guessing wrong. For poems you have never seen before, can you just guess the words directly? "Modern Chinese Dictionary" has so many words, isn't it looking for a needle in a haystack
Yue Xingwen frowned and looked carefully at the answer box—
"Young people rejoice in miracles and fall into the pommel horse.
Look at the world and love the universe__.
Shanchuan couldn't see it, and Haoran forgot to return it.
Min'e was the first to see it, and the sunny light was tired of the west __.
I can't see it from afar, but I love Qing Ruo Huan.
There is no shin in the snow in winter, and there are many scorpions in summer and autumn.
…
He turned his face towards Yunxia, and lowered his hand to caress __.
Lining up against the wind __, fluttering in the wind __.
Ji came to visit Jingzhu, chatting and laughing and boarding the gorge.
There are no flat mountains in the gorge, and the waters of the gorge are so strong.
The long wind sends light __, it is difficult to look at it in detail.
…”
In the 78-line poem, he needs to fill in the 10 words left out.
If the previous poems only test the ability to memorize, then this question tests the mastery of the knowledge of poetry and poetry, level and rhythm, and rhythm.
After reading it from the beginning, Yue Xingwen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Fortunately, this poem strictly rhymes, and there are many blank spaces in it, it is not difficult to guess!"