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"Chun Xiao" was written by Meng Haoran, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, who lived in Lumen Mountain in seclusion.
The artistic charm of this poem does not lie in its gorgeous rhetoric, or its extraordinary artistic technique, but its charm. The style of the whole poem is as easy and natural as running clouds and flowing water, yet it is profound and profound, and it is unique in its wonderland.
For thousands of years, it has been recited and discussed by people. As if in this short quartet, there are endless artistic treasures to be unearthed.
Now, this treasure was brought to this world by Li Fan, and it will definitely become a classic in this world.
Beijing, the headquarters of the Chinese Poetry Association.
Chairman Han Zhong chanted "Chun Xiao" several times and couldn't help but praised: "We sometimes have to pay attention to nature when composing poems, but most of the time, there is nature but no rhyme. The whole poem is superficial. It’s hard to call it a masterpiece. But this poem is not lost in nature and has a beautiful charm. If you savour it carefully, you will feel that the poem is mellow.
Bai Yi also praised: "'The sound of wind and rain in the night, and how much flowers fall.' The poet wants to show his love for spring, but he doesn't say everything. Instead, he lets the reader catch and guess, everywhere. The performance is faintly beautiful and tortuous. Wonderful, wonderful!"
Liu Yuan said, "Why does this kid use such a classic poem in this round? His opponent Wang Dong in this round is obviously far behind him. He should use this poem. It was against Du Feng in the 7th round."
Bai Yi smiled and said, "You are worried about what this does. If the kid dares to use it like this, it means that he still has a work that is not worse than this one. This kid is definitely a genius in poetry creation, and his future achievements are definitely better than We imagined it higher."
Han Zhong and Liu Yuan nodded at the same time, agreeing with Bai Yi's words. After nodding, Liu Yuan suddenly said: "In that case, the poem's..."
But before he finished speaking, Bai Yi interrupted him, "Lao Liu, I know what you want to say. Don't forget, I already..."
However, Bai Yi did not finish what he said. The two only heard President Han Zhong suddenly say: "Well, this poem is not bad. This is my first appreciation of this year. Oh, by the way, Lao Liu, Lao Bai, you guys. What did you seem to want to say just now?"
Bai Yi: "..."
Liu Yuan: "..."
…
Beijing, a residential area.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Liu Zheng knocked on the door of Yu Hai's house in a familiar manner. He came to see Yu Hai today to discuss a script together.
Only after a while, Yu Hai slowly opened the door.
"Lao Yu, have you started to study the script?" Liu Zheng asked. This is the only reason why Yu Hai can open the door after such a long time.
Yu Hai said: "I study scripts blindly every day. It's strange to write good scripts. You just came here, and you also come to read this poem. This poem seems to give me some inspiration, but it is always I can’t catch it, it's annoying."
"Reading poems?" Yu Hai did not study the script, but was reading poems, which surprised Liu Zheng. Of course they like poems, but they just like it. They love scripts more than poetry.
And at this time, they are generally studying scripts. Either study in their respective homes and ask to discuss together. He is now coming to find Yu Hai, just to discuss a script with him.
"Well, come and take a look." Yu Hai didn't know the doubt in Liu Zheng's heart, but urged him to come and have a look.
Seeing Yu Hai's appearance, Liu Zheng became more and more strange, but he quickly walked to the computer and went to the screen. After reading it clearly, the doubts abated, it turned out to be Li Fan's poem. They have been paying special attention to Li Fan since they met Li Fan last time.
Li Fan is participating in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting group stage, and they also know. And will study Li Fan's poems afterwards. But that was after the fact. It was the first time that Yu Hai cared so much about Li Fan's poems, like today, while the game was still going on.
"Chunmian doesn't know dawn, and I hear birds everywhere. The night comes with the sound of wind and rain, and how much does the flower fall." Under curiosity, Liu Zheng began to chant.
After that, he was about to say that this poem was nothing special. It just made another "Huh" soon, followed by repeated chanting several times.
"This?" Liu Zheng and Yu Hai looked at each other. This feeling of knowing the answer and the author's lack of clarity seems to have inspired them...
…
On the Internet, this poem has also become the focus of discussion among netizens at the moment.
"Li Fan's "Spring Dawn" is obviously the same as the previous poems, simple and easy to understand. But why does it always feel unusual?"
"This poem is repeatedly recited, and it does have a different feeling. But I can't tell how it feels. It's really annoying."
"No matter what it feels like. I see that this poem is absolutely extraordinary anyway."
"Aren't you talking nonsense upstairs. We all know that it's unusual, but it's unusual. You can make it clear."
"Cheer, if he can make it clear, he will also go to the group stage."
"This poem is not ordinary, I can't say clearly. But Li Fan is in this simple and easy-to-understand style, I can see it."
"This, it seems to be true. From the very beginning of "Village House" to the current "Chun Xiao", it seems to be this style."
"..."
Although everyone can't express the specific goodness of "Spring Dawn". But this does not prevent everyone from liking this poem. Li Fan's number of votes has naturally grown by an overwhelming advantage. Looking at the momentum, it's not much better than the first round of "Pity the Nong".
This made Wang Dong, who was watching all this in front of the computer at this time, want to cry without tears. "I said, Brother Fan. In the first 4 rounds, I just got 2 wins and 6 points. Do you need this poem to deal with me?"
Time gradually came to 7 o'clock. The fifth round of the group stage ended. In the sixth group, Li Fan once again won by an overwhelming advantage. 5 wins and 15 points to continue to lead the standings.
The game did not leave everyone any time for emotion, the interface changed, and the sixth round of the game has started again.
This time, whether it is famous artists such as Bai Yi and Liu Yuan, most of the netizens, and even some authors who are participating in the competition. At the first time, the interface was switched to the sixth team competition interface.
They wanted to take a look, after Li Fan took out such a classic "Chun Xiao". In this round, what kind of poem will you come up with?
A few minutes later, the famous masters once again couldn't admire it.
"It's incredible that this poem is similar to "Spring Dawn"."
"When does this kid write a mediocre poem, it's news."
"..."
…
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"Chun Xiao" was written by Meng Haoran, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, who lived in Lumen Mountain in seclusion.
The artistic charm of this poem does not lie in its gorgeous rhetoric, or its extraordinary artistic technique, but its charm. The style of the whole poem is as easy and natural as running clouds and flowing water, yet it is profound and profound, and it is unique in its wonderland.
For thousands of years, it has been recited and discussed by people. As if in this short quartet, there are endless artistic treasures to be unearthed.
Now, this treasure was brought to this world by Li Fan, and it will definitely become a classic in this world.
Beijing, the headquarters of the Chinese Poetry Association.
Chairman Han Zhong chanted "Chun Xiao" several times and couldn't help but praised: "We sometimes have to pay attention to nature when composing poems, but most of the time, there is nature but no rhyme. The whole poem is superficial. It’s hard to call it a masterpiece. But this poem is not lost in nature and has a beautiful charm. If you savour it carefully, you will feel that the poem is mellow.
Bai Yi also praised: "'The sound of wind and rain in the night, and how much flowers fall.' The poet wants to show his love for spring, but he doesn't say everything. Instead, he lets the reader catch and guess, everywhere. The performance is faintly beautiful and tortuous. Wonderful, wonderful!"
Liu Yuan said, "Why does this kid use such a classic poem in this round? His opponent Wang Dong in this round is obviously far behind him. He should use this poem. It was against Du Feng in the 7th round."
Bai Yi smiled and said, "You are worried about what this does. If the kid dares to use it like this, it means that he still has a work that is not worse than this one. This kid is definitely a genius in poetry creation, and his future achievements are definitely better than We imagined it higher."
Han Zhong and Liu Yuan nodded at the same time, agreeing with Bai Yi's words. After nodding, Liu Yuan suddenly said: "In that case, the poem's..."
But before he finished speaking, Bai Yi interrupted him, "Lao Liu, I know what you want to say. Don't forget, I already..."
However, Bai Yi did not finish what he said. The two only heard President Han Zhong suddenly say: "Well, this poem is not bad. This is my first appreciation of this year. Oh, by the way, Lao Liu, Lao Bai, you guys. What did you seem to want to say just now?"
Bai Yi: "..."
Liu Yuan: "..."
…
Beijing, a residential area.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Liu Zheng knocked on the door of Yu Hai's house in a familiar manner. He came to see Yu Hai today to discuss a script together.
Only after a while, Yu Hai slowly opened the door.
"Lao Yu, have you started to study the script?" Liu Zheng asked. This is the only reason why Yu Hai can open the door after such a long time.
Yu Hai said: "I study scripts blindly every day. It's strange to write good scripts. You just came here, and you also come to read this poem. This poem seems to give me some inspiration, but it is always I can’t catch it, it's annoying."
"Reading poems?" Yu Hai did not study the script, but was reading poems, which surprised Liu Zheng. Of course they like poems, but they just like it. They love scripts more than poetry.
And at this time, they are generally studying scripts. Either study in their respective homes and ask to discuss together. He is now coming to find Yu Hai, just to discuss a script with him.
"Well, come and take a look." Yu Hai didn't know the doubt in Liu Zheng's heart, but urged him to come and have a look.
Seeing Yu Hai's appearance, Liu Zheng became more and more strange, but he quickly walked to the computer and went to the screen. After reading it clearly, the doubts abated, it turned out to be Li Fan's poem. They have been paying special attention to Li Fan since they met Li Fan last time.
Li Fan is participating in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting group stage, and they also know. And will study Li Fan's poems afterwards. But that was after the fact. It was the first time that Yu Hai cared so much about Li Fan's poems, like today, while the game was still going on.
"Chunmian doesn't know dawn, and I hear birds everywhere. The night comes with the sound of wind and rain, and how much does the flower fall." Under curiosity, Liu Zheng began to chant.
After that, he was about to say that this poem was nothing special. It just made another "Huh" soon, followed by repeated chanting several times.
"This?" Liu Zheng and Yu Hai looked at each other. This feeling of knowing the answer and the author's lack of clarity seems to have inspired them...
…
On the Internet, this poem has also become the focus of discussion among netizens at the moment.
"Li Fan's "Spring Dawn" is obviously the same as the previous poems, simple and easy to understand. But why does it always feel unusual?"
"This poem is repeatedly recited, and it does have a different feeling. But I can't tell how it feels. It's really annoying."
"No matter what it feels like. I see that this poem is absolutely extraordinary anyway."
"Aren't you talking nonsense upstairs. We all know that it's unusual, but it's unusual. You can make it clear."
"Cheer, if he can make it clear, he will also go to the group stage."
"This poem is not ordinary, I can't say clearly. But Li Fan is in this simple and easy-to-understand style, I can see it."
"This, it seems to be true. From the very beginning of "Village House" to the current "Chun Xiao", it seems to be this style."
"..."
Although everyone can't express the specific goodness of "Spring Dawn". But this does not prevent everyone from liking this poem. Li Fan's number of votes has naturally grown by an overwhelming advantage. Looking at the momentum, it's not much better than the first round of "Pity the Nong".
This made Wang Dong, who was watching all this in front of the computer at this time, want to cry without tears. "I said, Brother Fan. In the first 4 rounds, I just got 2 wins and 6 points. Do you need this poem to deal with me?"
Time gradually came to 7 o'clock. The fifth round of the group stage ended. In the sixth group, Li Fan once again won by an overwhelming advantage. 5 wins and 15 points to continue to lead the standings.
The game did not leave everyone any time for emotion, the interface changed, and the sixth round of the game has started again.
This time, whether it is famous artists such as Bai Yi and Liu Yuan, most of the netizens, and even some authors who are participating in the competition. At the first time, the interface was switched to the sixth team competition interface.
They wanted to take a look, after Li Fan took out such a classic "Chun Xiao". In this round, what kind of poem will you come up with?
A few minutes later, the famous masters once again couldn't admire it.
"It's incredible that this poem is similar to "Spring Dawn"."
"When does this kid write a mediocre poem, it's news."
"..."
…
"Chun Xiao" was written by Meng Haoran, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, who lived in Lumen Mountain in seclusion.The artistic charm of this poem does not lie in its gorgeous rhetoric, or its extraordinary artistic technique, but its charm. The style of the whole poem is as easy and natural as running clouds and flowing water, yet it is profound and profound, and it is unique in its wonderland.For thousands of years, it has been recited and discussed by people. As if in this short quartet, there are endless artistic treasures to be unearthed.Now, this treasure was brought to this world by Li Fan, and it will definitely become a classic in this world.Beijing, the headquarters of the Chinese Poetry Association.Chairman Han Zhong chanted "Chun Xiao" several times and couldn't help but praised: "We sometimes have to pay attention to nature when composing poems, but most of the time, there is nature but no rhyme. The whole poem is superficial. It's hard to call it a masterpiece. But this poem is not lost in nature and has a beautiful charm. If you savour it carefully, you will feel that the poem is mellow.Bai Yi also praised: "'The sound of wind and rain in the night, and how much flowers fall.' The poet wants to show his love for spring, but he doesn't say everything. Instead, he lets the reader catch and guess, everywhere. The performance is faintly beautiful and tortuous. Wonderful, wonderful!"Liu Yuan said, "Why does this kid use such a classic poem in this round? His opponent Wang Dong in this round is obviously far behind him. He should use this poem. It was against Du Feng in the 7th round."Bai Yi smiled and said, "You are worried about what this does. If the kid dares to use it like this, it means that he still has a work that is not worse than this one. This kid is definitely a genius in poetry creation, and his future achievements are definitely better than We imagined it higher."Han Zhong and Liu Yuan nodded at the same time, agreeing with Bai Yi's words. After nodding, Liu Yuan suddenly said: "In that case, the poem's..."But before he finished speaking, Bai Yi interrupted him, "Lao Liu, I know what you want to say. Don't forget, I already..."However, Bai Yi did not finish what he said. The two only heard President Han Zhong suddenly say: "Well, this poem is not bad. This is my first appreciation of this year. Oh, by the way, Lao Liu, Lao Bai, you guys. What did you seem to want to say just now?"Bai Yi: "..."Liu Yuan: "..."Beijing, a residential area."Bang, bang, bang!" Liu Zheng knocked on the door of Yu Hai's house in a familiar manner. He came to see Yu Hai today to discuss a script together.Only after a while, Yu Hai slowly opened the door."Lao Yu, have you started to study the script?" Liu Zheng asked. This is the only reason why Yu Hai can open the door after such a long time.Yu Hai said: "I study scripts blindly every day. It's strange to write good scripts. You just came here, and you also come to read this poem. This poem seems to give me some inspiration, but it is always I can't catch it, it's annoying.""Reading poems?" Yu Hai did not study the script, but was reading poems, which surprised Liu Zheng. Of course they like poems, but they just like it. They love scripts more than poetry.And at this time, they are generally studying scripts. Either study in their respective homes and ask to discuss together. He is now coming to find Yu Hai, just to discuss a script with him."Well, come and take a look." Yu Hai didn't know the doubt in Liu Zheng's heart, but urged him to come and have a look.Seeing Yu Hai's appearance, Liu Zheng became more and more strange, but he quickly walked to the computer and went to the screen. After reading it clearly, the doubts abated, it turned out to be Li Fan's poem. They have been paying special attention to Li Fan since they met Li Fan last time.Li Fan is participating in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting group stage, and they also know. And will study Li Fan's poems afterwards. But that was after the fact. It was the first time that Yu Hai cared so much about Li Fan's poems, like today, while the game was still going on."Chunmian doesn't know dawn, and I hear birds everywhere. The night comes with the sound of wind and rain, and how much does the flower fall." Under curiosity, Liu Zheng began to chant.After that, he was about to say that this poem was nothing special. It just made another "Huh" soon, followed by repeated chanting several times."This?" Liu Zheng and Yu Hai looked at each other. This feeling of knowing the answer and the author's lack of clarity seems to have inspired them...On the Internet, this poem has also become the focus of discussion among netizens at the moment."Li Fan's "Spring Dawn" is obviously the same as the previous poems, simple and easy to understand. But why does it always feel unusual?""This poem is repeatedly recited, and it does have a different feeling. But I can't tell how it feels. It's really annoying.""No matter what it feels like. I see that this poem is absolutely extraordinary anyway.""Aren't you talking nonsense upstairs. We all know that it's unusual, but it's unusual. You can make it clear.""Cheer, if he can make it clear, he will also go to the group stage.""This poem is not ordinary, I can't say clearly. But Li Fan is in this simple and easy-to-understand style, I can see it.""This, it seems to be true. From the very beginning of "Village House" to the current "Chun Xiao", it seems to be this style.""..."Although everyone can't express the specific goodness of "Spring Dawn". But this does not prevent everyone from liking this poem. Li Fan's number of votes has naturally grown by an overwhelming advantage. Looking at the momentum, it's not much better than the first round of "Pity the Nong".This made Wang Dong, who was watching all this in front of the computer at this time, want to cry without tears. "I said, Brother Fan. In the first 4 rounds, I just got 2 wins and 6 points. Do you need this poem to deal with me?"Time gradually came to 7 o'clock. The fifth round of the group stage ended. In the sixth group, Li Fan once again won by an overwhelming advantage. 5 wins and 15 points to continue to lead the standings.The game did not leave everyone any time for emotion, the interface changed, and the sixth round of the game has started again.This time, whether it is famous artists such as Bai Yi and Liu Yuan, most of the netizens, and even some authors who are participating in the competition. At the first time, the interface was switched to the sixth team competition interface.They wanted to take a look, after Li Fan took out such a classic "Chun Xiao". In this round, what kind of poem will you come up with?A few minutes later, the famous masters once again couldn't admire it."It's incredible that this poem is similar to "Spring Dawn".""When does this kid write a mediocre poem, it's news.""..."
