The poem "Spring River Moon Night" and "Water Melody Song" successfully made Wang Weimin pretend to be perfect, and caused a sensation in the poetry circle in just one morning.
Everyone was shocked and envious of the person who could write these two poems. Compared to other professions, poetry actually requires more talent. If you don't have talent, no matter how hard you work, the poems you produce will be mediocre.
The most convincing example is an emperor who wrote more than 40,000 poems in his lifetime, but none of them could be called a representative work.
Ye Xiande looked at the two poems in front of him, and his wrinkled hands trembled slightly. He was already in his seventies, but his love for poetry remained unabated. He spent his entire life studying poetry and promoting its influence, hoping that the general public could feel the beauty of poetry.
Ye Xiande also read through countless ancient books, hoping to find some hidden gems in the poems left over from history. However, Ye Xiande thought that no matter whether it was the hidden gems he had read out, or the poems he had composed that he thought were of decent quality, they were all not worth mentioning compared to "Spring River Moon Night" and "Water Melody Song".
This is a completely different level of work. Whether it is Spring River Moon Night or Water Melody Song, the shock it brings is really too great. Especially for someone like Ye Xiande who has experienced decades of ups and downs, he can feel more thoughts and insights about life from the poems.
Ye Xiande laughed out loud in his study, "I knew this kid wouldn't disappoint. This is probably the pinnacle of moon poetry, hahahaha."
These two poems by Li Changle not only gave a slap in the face to those who questioned Li Changle in the Poetry Association, but also made Ye Xiande proud.
How could his vision be wrong? If he had not been determined to bring Li Changle into the Poetry Association, and if he had not almost begged Li Changle to participate in this year's Poetry Conference, according to Li Changle's character, there would probably never have been a Spring River Moon Night and Water Melody Song in this life.
Several judges on the jury looked at each other in bewilderment as they looked at the two poems in front of them. In front of these two poems, everyone felt that they were not worthy of being judges. Was this something they could evaluate?
And the most important thing is that these two poems stand out among the many submissions to the poetry conference. They seem so out of place, standing out from the crowd, and are completely not on the same level.
"This doesn't look like something written by someone in his twenties. Could it be copied from somewhere?" one of the judges asked cautiously.
Zhuang Heren was the first person to question Li Changle's joining the Poetry Association. He usually didn't get along well with Ye Xiande. He wanted to oppose anything that Ye Xiande supported or advocated. This had become a habit he had developed over the past decade.
If Zhuang Heren had asked this question at other times, perhaps some people would have agreed or remained silent out of respect for his face, but this time the other judges spoke frankly.
A judge named Chen Shouzhen bluntly asked, "If you could write one of these two poems, would you let someone else copy it, even if that person was your grandchild?"
"I don't know about others, but I certainly can't. If I could write a work like 'Shui Diao Ge Tou', I would be willing to die right now." Another judge also agreed.
"Copy? Where can I copy such a work? I want to copy it too. Others aside, Xiang Si and Qing Ping Tiao can't be copied too, right?"
Zhuang Heren twitched his lips for a few times and wanted to subconsciously refute something, but then he thought about it and found that Chen Shouzhen was right. If he could write such a poem, he would be eager to let everyone in the world know immediately that it was written by him, Zhuang Heren.
Chen Shouzhen no longer paid attention to Zhuang Heren. He knew about the conflict between Zhuang Heren and Ye Xiande. Generally speaking, it was Zhuang Heren himself who had problems with his thinking. He had only seen such a capable young man in his life. There was no reason not to welcome him but to suppress him.
Perhaps the burden of the Chinese poetry and literary renaissance lies on this young man, so this time when Chen Shouzhen spoke, he didn't even care too much about Zhuang Heren's face. Official business should be handled in an official manner, and it was somewhat foolish to put personal grudges together with the important matters of the Poetry Association.
"There's no need to review these two poems. Just remind the top two directly. The other poems are too far behind these two. I even think it's disrespectful to them to put them here." Chen Shouzhen said as he looked at the two poems in a serious and respectful tone.
For all the judges present, "Spring River Moonlit Night" and "Water Melody" represent the realm they have pursued throughout their lives. It's not just about the level of poetry. It's about the carefree and heroic state of mind expressed in "Water Melody": "Why does the moon always appear full when parting? There should be no hatred. People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions; the moon waxes and wanes; this has always been difficult to achieve."
"I think there's no problem. These two works, placed among this pile of poetry, are somewhat of a dimensionality reduction attack."
"I agree."
"I have no objection."
The proposal was passed unanimously. There were only seven people on the judging panel of the Poetry Conference. Everyone thought there was no problem with Chen Shouzhen's proposal, and even Zhuang Heren raised his hand in approval.
Chen Shouzhen saw that the proposal was unanimously passed, and then he said with a smile: "This year's contestants must be under great psychological pressure. They encountered such a genius and such works, and two of them at that. Hahahaha."
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