After Zong Yun finished laughing, he said, "Yes, these ten words can be called simple! The title of the poem also has the word 'Spring', and this ten-character poem also has 'Spring', which also fits the title. I said it for you. As for 'Strange', please let Brother Yan add it, and don't forget to read out the whole poem at the end, let us listen to it."
"Please give me some advice, Brother Yan!"
"It is true that a scholar will die for his confidant. One person gave me Yan style calligraphy, and the other gave me a poem in return. I admire you so much!"
Some people were sarcastic and sarcastic.
Yan Yukong said calmly, "You are ignorant! This poem is a typical palindrome. It's just the first time this kind of ten-character palindrome has appeared. Only a brilliant person like Fang Yun can create such a wonderful poem."
"oh?"
After Yan Yukong finished speaking, the whole audience fell silent. After Yan Yukong said it was a palindrome poem, many people suddenly realized what was going on and stared at the ten words.
Orioles sing and willows play on the bank in the bright moonlit morning.
Duan Qing slammed the table and shouted, "I am so stupid that I thought Fang Xusheng hadn't finished writing! After listening to Yan Yukong's explanation, I finally understood that this is actually a five-character palindrome poem. The first two lines are read forward, and the second two lines are read backward! There is no need for Yan Yukong to come forward, Zong Yun, just listen, I can read it to you! Orioles are singing on the bank, willows are swaying, the spring is clear and the moon is bright in the morning; the moon is bright and the spring is clear, and the orioles are singing on the bank!"
As he spoke, Duan Qing wrote Fang Yun's ten words in a few quick strokes, once forward and once backward, forming a palindrome.
More than half of the thousands of people who stood up showed shame on their faces, because what Yan Yukong and Duan Qing said was right, when read like this, it was indeed a palindrome poem, which was indeed strange.
Zhang Zhixing laughed out loud and said, "Fang Yun is always unexpected. If I had known this, I wouldn't have said so much. I would have just picked up the paper and thrown it in Zong Yun's face!"
Zong Yun looked at the ten words quietly, his face changing for several breaths, and suddenly he sneered and said, "I admit it. The ten words can indeed form a palindrome poem, and the first two sentences can even be called good sentences. The yellow oriole sings softly, and the breeze plucks the willow trees on the bank like playing the piano. It's a sunny spring day. The morning moon is bright, and the artistic conception is excellent. However, the last two sentences, except for rhyming, can be called playing the piano at random! 'The oriole sings on the willow bank' is barely acceptable, but what kind of artistic conception is 'the bright moon in the morning and the clear spring'? Compared with the previous sentence, what use is it other than repetition? Putting this sentence here is not an insult to poetry, but an insult to the ancestor of poetry! I believe that Fang Xusheng can't write such a ridiculous palindrome poem!"
Duan Qing broke out in a cold sweat. Indeed, the third sentence was indeed a little bad when placed here. Repetition was not a big deal, after all, some repetitions in poetry made people savor it, but the artistic conception was too bad. It was a taboo in poetry, and this kind of repetition of artistic conception made the level of the whole poem plummet. In the concept of orthodox literati, poetic meaning was the first, rhyme was the second, and level and oblique tones were even lower. Many heroic ancient poems did not care about level and oblique tones or even rhyme, but they were still catchy.
The ancient poetry most highly praised by famous poets of the human race is the ancient style poetry, which emphasizes poetic meaning, and the rest are inferior.
Someone immediately agreed, "Xiao Yue Ming's meaning is very simple. But what kind of monsters are Ming Yue Xiao? Ming Yue and Xiao Qing can be listed separately, but adding a Chun at the end means a group of demons dancing wildly."
Duan Qing's face flushed, and Zhang Zhixing was speechless. Indeed, the line "Bright moon in the morning, clear spring" was too bad. Although it could be made up by forced explanation, Zong Yun was right. This line of poetry was simply an insult to the ancestor of poetry.
Zhang Zhixing looked at Yan Yukong in a hurry, asking for help. After all, there were no university scholars or great scholars here, and the abilities of these Jinshi Hanlin were really limited. The only one who could help Fang Yun now was Yan Yukong. After all, Yan Yukong was once the first Juren. If it weren't for Fang Yun, he might have been able to go from being the first Juren of his generation to the first great scholar.
Yan Yukong smiled calmly and said, "Duan Qing has just entered the Holy Academy. It's fine that he can't understand this poem. Zong Yun, you are the best among the old students. You were promoted to the Imperial Academy early, but you can't even distinguish between five-character and seven-character poems. Where have you studied? If you want me to read a poem, then I will read it to you in its entirety!"
After Yan Yukong finished speaking, he stood up and held his chest high.
"The orioles are singing on the willows on the bank,
Willows dance in the clear spring morning.
The bright moon in the morning plays with the willows in spring,
In the clear spring, orioles are singing on the willow bank.
The whole audience was silent. Duan Qing quickly wrote the seven-character poem and then held it up high with excitement for everyone to see.
Zong Yun stared blankly at this new seven-character poem. The first seven words and the last seven words read forwards were taken out to form two separate sentences, and then the first seven words and the last seven words read backwards were taken out to form two separate sentences.
Duan Qing laughed and said, "As expected, only Yan Yukong can understand Fang Xusheng. The words are still the same ten, but these seven words are far better than the five words."
Zhang Zhixing laughed and clapped his hands, saying, "The five-character poem becomes seven-character, and the whole poem comes alive in my eyes."
Sun Renbing could not help but say: "The previous five words 'bright moon in the morning, clear spring' were indeed very bad, even confusing, but two words were added to the end, and it became 'bright moon in the morning, clear spring playing with willows'. It seems that in the early morning of a spring day, before the sun comes out, there is a bright moon in the sky, and the willows are moving gently, as if the spring breeze is playing with the willow branches. What a beautiful sentence, what a beautiful sentence!"
"Nong" means to play.
"Ah, Brother Yan is really a man of insight, and Fang Xusheng is even more amazing! In this seven-character poem, the correct reading of 'Liu Nong Chun' and the reverse reading of 'Chun Nong Liu' are wonderful! Although some sentences are repeated, the artistic conception is not repeated. This alone makes it a wonderful poem. Although it is difficult to dominate the country, it will not be a problem for Mingzhou!"
“The magic of Chinese characters is fully demonstrated here!”
"How beautiful! How beautiful!" Some scholars recite this poem over and over again and never get tired of it.
“Although there are many strange people and strange things in the Songchun Literature Society, it is rare to see such a strange poem of this level in a century!”
Duan Qing said loudly: "I testify that Fang Xusheng finished writing these ten words a long time ago. His quick thinking is the best in the world!"
"I am sincerely convinced by the other party, Xu Sheng!" The person who supported Zong Yun before sat down with a red face, his eyes full of admiration.
Zong Yun's chest rose and fell, and he stared at this new seven-character palindrome with full concentration. However, the more he chewed and pondered, the more bitter his mouth became, because this new seven-character poem was indeed a good poem, and it would never disgrace the name of the ancestor of poetry. Moreover, this was the first palindrome poem of this form. If it was sung for a long time, it would most likely be promoted and become a national treasure.
A poem that is the guardian of the country was placed right before his eyes, but he failed to recognize it and thought it was a fragment of a poem. Zong Yun will inevitably leave his name in unofficial history, and it will be a stigma.
Zong Yun only felt his chest swelling. Scholars are not afraid of what happens during their lifetime, but they are most afraid of their literary reputation being tarnished after their death. Some people's stories are recorded in the official history by historians, and after the person or his descendants read it, their literary courage may even explode.
The thousands of people who stood up slowly sat down. This was really embarrassing. They couldn't see that good poetry was nothing and they actually ignorantly attacked a poet. Even they themselves could not tolerate it.
Several crisp cracking sounds were heard.
Cracks appeared in the courage of several people!
Blood slowly flowed from the corners of those people's mouths, but they gritted their teeth and insisted on sitting where they were.
.(To be continued.)