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Zhang Qihe, the host, said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lin is still a talented man. No matter whether his poems are good or bad, I think everyone should applaud and encourage him to give him some courage."
"When I was in college, there was a man in my class who was very confident in front of the history professor and recited a poem he wrote. What happened? I'm too ashamed to come to class any more. "
"Well said. People are often limited by their own insights and feel satisfied when a work is just finished, but they don't know that in the eyes of truly talented people, it's just like garbage. "
Yan Yufang sighed: "just like an American writer a while ago, he wrote a poem full of self-confidence, which was warmly sought after by the people. But when the poem came to China, it was almost bloody."
Song Wen and their hearts are also very uneasy.
Lin Jun, in particular, knows that Lin Nan is only a graduate of an ordinary university. When he went to school, he was very normal. At most, he got excellent grades, but he never showed his talent in literature.
Writing poems and lyrics can not be accomplished overnight. It requires a deep foundation. Many culture professors dare not claim that they can write poems.
Lin Nan had already picked up the brush when people were in different minds.
A moment later, the powerful regular script jumped on the whiteboard.
Yan Yufang was surprised. She hasn't read the specific content of the poem yet, but her handwriting alone is enough to be proud of ordinary people.
At first glance, it looks like a high mountain, with a strong momentum, which can be called a feast for the eyes.
As the saying goes, the character is like the person. Yan Yufang suddenly doubts whether her psychological observation is wrong.
Every stroke of Lin Nan's writing is like the shadow of a swordsman's sword. It's full of killing and grandeur. This kind of mental shock brought by the brush and ink can't be formed overnight. It must be practiced all the year round.
Yan Yufang thought coldly: "good handwriting is nothing. If you can't win the prize, it will be icing on the cake after all. It depends on the content of the poem."
When Yan Yufang fixed her eyes on the whiteboard, the first pair of verses she entered was,
"two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go up to the sky."
As a top student graduated from Qinghua University, Yan Yufang couldn't open her eyes almost in an instant, and even became short of breath.
By chance? Yan Yufang took a deep breath, and an incredible feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.
Looking at other female guests, although many people can't understand the beauty, they are also surprised.
Yan Yufang is biting her teeth. Just the first two sentences of this poem, she has to admit that it is an absolutely qualified poem.
"Setting green with yellow and green with white make the colors in the poems more bright, and the breath of spring vitality is so vivid in just a few descriptions."
Yan Yufang's eyes widened and she took a cool breath.
However, the most important thing is the following. If the following two sentences do not correspond to each other, it will create a perfect "momentum". Next, it will become a donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth.
"Ha ha, I don't believe that if you write the first two sentences by chance, you will be lucky enough to make the back face neat."
Yan Yufang calmed down and continued to look at the poems on the whiteboard.
Two lines of poetry into the eye, in an instant, Yan Yufang stood on the spot, as if hit by a heavy hammer!
"How is that possible? How can a young man write such a poem? "
The next two sentences are.
The window contains the snow in the Xiling mountains, and the gate holds the ship of Dongwu Wanli.
When the complete poem is reflected in Yan Yufang's field of vision, her whole head shakes like thunder, and a picture appears in front of her eyes.
Under the green of spring, oriole crows.
A small wooden boat was rowing on the lake. There were two people drinking wine on it.
A man with black hair is like a waterfall. He stands with a sword and has a tremendous momentum.
The other looked lazy and leaned over the awning.
Yan Yufang did not know why this picture appeared in her mind.
I don't know how she imagined the two people on the boat, even their faces, so clearly.
What scares her even more is that Yan Yufang finds that the cold young man with black hair on the boat is so similar to Lin Nan in front of her!
though as like as two peas in shape and clothes, the light of his eyes is exactly the same.
Yan Yufang looks at the poem with shock, and her mouth is gradually full of bitterness.
"The snow in the second couplet corresponds to spring. It's like standing on the top of a mountain to see Kyushu. I'm afraid there are some other artistic conceptions in it, but I can't understand them."
Indeed, as Yan Yufang thought, in the fairyland, Shi Sheng is a man from the kingdom of Wu. The last sentence is a metaphor for his hometown.
Looking at the audience, they are all numb, even if they know little about poetry, they also show the color of sigh.
Lin Nan said lightly, "expert Yan, what do you think of this poem?"
Looking at Lin Nan's face, Yan Yufang has a strong sense of frustration in her heart. She suddenly remembers Jiang Shao's advice. If Lin Nan is allowed to pull back a city in her poems, Yan Yufang will not be able to explain. She is very nervous.As a graduate of a famous school, Yan Yufang's eyebrows wrinkled and soon analyzed the defects in her poems.
She was relieved and said with a sneer, "this poem of yours looks amazing at first sight, but in fact it has many defects."
"Oh?" Lin Nan had some accidents.
People also look at Yan Yufang curiously.
They think that their knowledge is not as good as that of this talented person who graduated from a famous school. Maybe there are some loopholes, and they are caught by experts Yan.
Yan Yufang organized the language for a while, and then solemnly said, "first of all, your first sentence, two Orioles Singing green willows."
"Can birds talk about it? One bird, two birds. There is no such usage in Chinese. It should be changed to "only."
"Secondly, the word" Shang "in a line of egrets on the sky is too direct. It should be" Ru. "
"What's more, the windows contain the snow in Xiling. How can the windows contain the snow? This metaphor is not vivid. It's more reasonable outside the window. "
Yan Yufang confidently said with a smile: "therefore, the last poem I revised should be like this."
"Two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets enter the sky."
"Out of the window, the snow in the Xiling mountains, the gate and the boat in Dongwu."
As soon as this poem came out, everyone was stunned and experienced it carefully.
After a short meeting, Miss Miao clapped her hands and said with a smile, "wonderful! It's worthy of being a strict expert. It's just right to change it into this way. It seems that Mr. Lin's skills are a little weaker. "
People also look confused, and think that expert Yan seems to have made a lot of sense.
Zhang Qi jokingly said: "sure enough, after expert analysis, Mr. Lin's masterpiece is nothing more than that."
"Even two Orioles, and two Orioles, are not clear, I'm afraid that the primary school is not good, come to poetry? It's important to have a good foundation. "
Yan Yufang also sighed: "this is a common problem for young people. They can't even walk. They have to learn to run."
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Zhang Qihe, the host, said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lin is still a talented man. No matter whether his poems are good or bad, I think everyone should applaud and encourage him to give him some courage."
"When I was in college, there was a man in my class who was very confident in front of the history professor and recited a poem he wrote. What happened? I'm too ashamed to come to class any more. "
"Well said. People are often limited by their own insights and feel satisfied when a work is just finished, but they don't know that in the eyes of truly talented people, it's just like garbage. "
Yan Yufang sighed: "just like an American writer a while ago, he wrote a poem full of self-confidence, which was warmly sought after by the people. But when the poem came to China, it was almost bloody."
Song Wen and their hearts are also very uneasy.
Lin Jun, in particular, knows that Lin Nan is only a graduate of an ordinary university. When he went to school, he was very normal. At most, he got excellent grades, but he never showed his talent in literature.
Writing poems and lyrics can not be accomplished overnight. It requires a deep foundation. Many culture professors dare not claim that they can write poems.
Lin Nan had already picked up the brush when people were in different minds.
A moment later, the powerful regular script jumped on the whiteboard.
Yan Yufang was surprised. She hasn't read the specific content of the poem yet, but her handwriting alone is enough to be proud of ordinary people.
At first glance, it looks like a high mountain, with a strong momentum, which can be called a feast for the eyes.
As the saying goes, the character is like the person. Yan Yufang suddenly doubts whether her psychological observation is wrong.
Every stroke of Lin Nan's writing is like the shadow of a swordsman's sword. It's full of killing and grandeur. This kind of mental shock brought by the brush and ink can't be formed overnight. It must be practiced all the year round.
Yan Yufang thought coldly: "good handwriting is nothing. If you can't win the prize, it will be icing on the cake after all. It depends on the content of the poem."
When Yan Yufang fixed her eyes on the whiteboard, the first pair of verses she entered was,
"two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go up to the sky."
As a top student graduated from Qinghua University, Yan Yufang couldn't open her eyes almost in an instant, and even became short of breath.
By chance? Yan Yufang took a deep breath, and an incredible feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.
Looking at other female guests, although many people can't understand the beauty, they are also surprised.
Yan Yufang is biting her teeth. Just the first two sentences of this poem, she has to admit that it is an absolutely qualified poem.
"Setting green with yellow and green with white make the colors in the poems more bright, and the breath of spring vitality is so vivid in just a few descriptions."
Yan Yufang's eyes widened and she took a cool breath.
However, the most important thing is the following. If the following two sentences do not correspond to each other, it will create a perfect "momentum". Next, it will become a donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth.
"Ha ha, I don't believe that if you write the first two sentences by chance, you will be lucky enough to make the back face neat."
Yan Yufang calmed down and continued to look at the poems on the whiteboard.
Two lines of poetry into the eye, in an instant, Yan Yufang stood on the spot, as if hit by a heavy hammer!
"How is that possible? How can a young man write such a poem? "
The next two sentences are.
The window contains the snow in the Xiling mountains, and the gate holds the ship of Dongwu Wanli.
When the complete poem is reflected in Yan Yufang's field of vision, her whole head shakes like thunder, and a picture appears in front of her eyes.
Under the green of spring, oriole crows.
A small wooden boat was rowing on the lake. There were two people drinking wine on it.
A man with black hair is like a waterfall. He stands with a sword and has a tremendous momentum.
The other looked lazy and leaned over the awning.
Yan Yufang did not know why this picture appeared in her mind.
I don't know how she imagined the two people on the boat, even their faces, so clearly.
What scares her even more is that Yan Yufang finds that the cold young man with black hair on the boat is so similar to Lin Nan in front of her!
though as like as two peas in shape and clothes, the light of his eyes is exactly the same.
Yan Yufang looks at the poem with shock, and her mouth is gradually full of bitterness.
"The snow in the second couplet corresponds to spring. It's like standing on the top of a mountain to see Kyushu. I'm afraid there are some other artistic conceptions in it, but I can't understand them."
Indeed, as Yan Yufang thought, in the fairyland, Shi Sheng is a man from the kingdom of Wu. The last sentence is a metaphor for his hometown.
Looking at the audience, they are all numb, even if they know little about poetry, they also show the color of sigh.
Lin Nan said lightly, "expert Yan, what do you think of this poem?"
Looking at Lin Nan's face, Yan Yufang has a strong sense of frustration in her heart. She suddenly remembers Jiang Shao's advice. If Lin Nan is allowed to pull back a city in her poems, Yan Yufang will not be able to explain. She is very nervous.As a graduate of a famous school, Yan Yufang's eyebrows wrinkled and soon analyzed the defects in her poems.
She was relieved and said with a sneer, "this poem of yours looks amazing at first sight, but in fact it has many defects."
"Oh?" Lin Nan had some accidents.
People also look at Yan Yufang curiously.
They think that their knowledge is not as good as that of this talented person who graduated from a famous school. Maybe there are some loopholes, and they are caught by experts Yan.
Yan Yufang organized the language for a while, and then solemnly said, "first of all, your first sentence, two Orioles Singing green willows."
"Can birds talk about it? One bird, two birds. There is no such usage in Chinese. It should be changed to "only."
"Secondly, the word" Shang "in a line of egrets on the sky is too direct. It should be" Ru. "
"What's more, the windows contain the snow in Xiling. How can the windows contain the snow? This metaphor is not vivid. It's more reasonable outside the window. "
Yan Yufang confidently said with a smile: "therefore, the last poem I revised should be like this."
"Two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets enter the sky."
"Out of the window, the snow in the Xiling mountains, the gate and the boat in Dongwu."
As soon as this poem came out, everyone was stunned and experienced it carefully.
After a short meeting, Miss Miao clapped her hands and said with a smile, "wonderful! It's worthy of being a strict expert. It's just right to change it into this way. It seems that Mr. Lin's skills are a little weaker. "
People also look confused, and think that expert Yan seems to have made a lot of sense.
Zhang Qi jokingly said: "sure enough, after expert analysis, Mr. Lin's masterpiece is nothing more than that."
"Even two Orioles, and two Orioles, are not clear, I'm afraid that the primary school is not good, come to poetry? It's important to have a good foundation. "
Yan Yufang also sighed: "this is a common problem for young people. They can't even walk. They have to learn to run."
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Zhang Qihe, the host, said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lin is still a talented man. No matter whether his poems are good or bad, I think everyone should applaud and encourage him to give him some courage." "When I was in college, there was a man in my class who was very confident in front of the history professor and recited a poem he wrote. What happened? I'm too ashamed to come to class any more. " "Well said. People are often limited by their own insights and feel satisfied when a work is just finished, but they don't know that in the eyes of truly talented people, it's just like garbage. " Yan Yufang sighed: "just like an American writer a while ago, he wrote a poem full of self-confidence, which was warmly sought after by the people. But when the poem came to China, it was almost bloody." Song Wen and their hearts are also very uneasy. Lin Jun, in particular, knows that Lin Nan is only a graduate of an ordinary university. When he went to school, he was very normal. At most, he got excellent grades, but he never showed his talent in literature. Writing poems and lyrics can not be accomplished overnight. It requires a deep foundation. Many culture professors dare not claim that they can write poems. Lin Nan had already picked up the brush when people were in different minds. A moment later, the powerful regular script jumped on the whiteboard. Yan Yufang was surprised. She hasn't read the specific content of the poem yet, but her handwriting alone is enough to be proud of ordinary people. At first glance, it looks like a high mountain, with a strong momentum, which can be called a feast for the eyes. As the saying goes, the character is like the person. Yan Yufang suddenly doubts whether her psychological observation is wrong. Every stroke of Lin Nan's writing is like the shadow of a swordsman's sword. It's full of killing and grandeur. This kind of mental shock brought by the brush and ink can't be formed overnight. It must be practiced all the year round. Yan Yufang thought coldly: "good handwriting is nothing. If you can't win the prize, it will be icing on the cake after all. It depends on the content of the poem." When Yan Yufang fixed her eyes on the whiteboard, the first pair of verses she entered was, "two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go up to the sky." As a top student graduated from Qinghua University, Yan Yufang couldn't open her eyes almost in an instant, and even became short of breath. By chance? Yan Yufang took a deep breath, and an incredible feeling rose from the bottom of her heart. Looking at other female guests, although many people can't understand the beauty, they are also surprised. Yan Yufang is biting her teeth. Just the first two sentences of this poem, she has to admit that it is an absolutely qualified poem. "Setting green with yellow and green with white make the colors in the poems more bright, and the breath of spring vitality is so vivid in just a few descriptions." Yan Yufang's eyes widened and she took a cool breath. However, the most important thing is the following. If the following two sentences do not correspond to each other, it will create a perfect "momentum". Next, it will become a donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth. "Ha ha, I don't believe that if you write the first two sentences by chance, you will be lucky enough to make the back face neat." Yan Yufang calmed down and continued to look at the poems on the whiteboard. Two lines of poetry into the eye, in an instant, Yan Yufang stood on the spot, as if hit by a heavy hammer! "How is that possible? How can a young man write such a poem? " The next two sentences are. The window contains the snow in the Xiling mountains, and the gate holds the ship of Dongwu Wanli. When the complete poem is reflected in Yan Yufang's field of vision, her whole head shakes like thunder, and a picture appears in front of her eyes. Under the green of spring, oriole crows. A small wooden boat was rowing on the lake. There were two people drinking wine on it. A man with black hair is like a waterfall. He stands with a sword and has a tremendous momentum. The other looked lazy and leaned over the awning. Yan Yufang did not know why this picture appeared in her mind. I don't know how she imagined the two people on the boat, even their faces, so clearly. What scares her even more is that Yan Yufang finds that the cold young man with black hair on the boat is so similar to Lin Nan in front of her! though as like as two peas in shape and clothes, the light of his eyes is exactly the same. Yan Yufang looks at the poem with shock, and her mouth is gradually full of bitterness. "The snow in the second couplet corresponds to spring. It's like standing on the top of a mountain to see Kyushu. I'm afraid there are some other artistic conceptions in it, but I can't understand them." Indeed, as Yan Yufang thought, in the fairyland, Shi Sheng is a man from the kingdom of Wu. The last sentence is a metaphor for his hometown. Looking at the audience, they are all numb, even if they know little about poetry, they also show the color of sigh. Lin Nan said lightly, "expert Yan, what do you think of this poem?" Looking at Lin Nan's face, Yan Yufang has a strong sense of frustration in her heart. She suddenly remembers Jiang Shao's advice. If Lin Nan is allowed to pull back a city in her poems, Yan Yufang will not be able to explain. She is very nervous.As a graduate of a famous school, Yan Yufang's eyebrows wrinkled and soon analyzed the defects in her poems. She was relieved and said with a sneer, "this poem of yours looks amazing at first sight, but in fact it has many defects." "Oh?" Lin Nan had some accidents. People also look at Yan Yufang curiously. They think that their knowledge is not as good as that of this talented person who graduated from a famous school. Maybe there are some loopholes, and they are caught by experts Yan. Yan Yufang organized the language for a while, and then solemnly said, "first of all, your first sentence, two Orioles Singing green willows." "Can birds talk about it? One bird, two birds. There is no such usage in Chinese. It should be changed to "only." "Secondly, the word" Shang "in a line of egrets on the sky is too direct. It should be" Ru. " "What's more, the windows contain the snow in Xiling. How can the windows contain the snow? This metaphor is not vivid. It's more reasonable outside the window. " Yan Yufang confidently said with a smile: "therefore, the last poem I revised should be like this." "Two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets enter the sky." "Out of the window, the snow in the Xiling mountains, the gate and the boat in Dongwu." As soon as this poem came out, everyone was stunned and experienced it carefully. After a short meeting, Miss Miao clapped her hands and said with a smile, "wonderful! It's worthy of being a strict expert. It's just right to change it into this way. It seems that Mr. Lin's skills are a little weaker. " People also look confused, and think that expert Yan seems to have made a lot of sense. Zhang Qi jokingly said: "sure enough, after expert analysis, Mr. Lin's masterpiece is nothing more than that." "Even two Orioles, and two Orioles, are not clear, I'm afraid that the primary school is not good, come to poetry? It's important to have a good foundation. " Yan Yufang also sighed: "this is a common problem for young people. They can't even walk. They have to learn to run." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
