The other four calligraphers were also shocked as they watched Chen Feng typing away. How could someone so young be so brave?
They had lived their whole lives and had never seen such a talented young person.
Chen Feng continued, after all, the "Ode to the Cold Kiln" was quite long.
(Some are poor first and then rich, some are strong in old age but frail in youth.)
(Those with abundant knowledge fail the imperial examinations despite their white hair; those with little talent and learning pass the examinations at a young age.)
(A palace maid in a secluded courtyard, when her luck turns, becomes a prostitute; a flirtatious courtesan, when her time comes, becomes a lady.)
(A beautiful young woman marries a foolish husband; a handsome young man is paired with a coarse and ugly woman.)
(A dragon, before it encounters its opportunity, hides among fish and turtles; a virtuous person, when out of favor, bows to a petty person.)
(Though his clothes were tattered, he always maintained a dignified appearance; though his face bore sorrow, he always held a calm and composed heart.)
(When times are unfavorable, one should be content with poverty and keep to one's lot; if one's heart is honest, one will surely rise up in triumph.)
(A gentleman who is poor at first is naturally endowed with noble character; a petty person who suddenly becomes rich cannot escape the hardships of poverty.)
(When the weather is out of season, the sun and moon lose their light.)
(When the land is not in its proper season, no plants or trees will grow.)
(When the water is not calm, the wind and waves are not still.)
(When a person is out of step with the times, good fortune will not come.)
(Blessings and fortune are predetermined in one's destiny; who wouldn't desire wealth and status? If one doesn't rely on their birth chart, how can one become a high-ranking official or prime minister?)
When the third paragraph came out, everyone was speechless. What else could they say?
Once this poem is written, who in the world can rival it?
At this moment, Chen Feng was merely recalling the poems of Blue Star, but the people of Earth did not know that what they were seeing was a peerless genius with endless inspiration, wielding his pen like the wind, overflowing with talent, and surpassing all others throughout history.
A son should be like Chen Feng.
This is the expectation and heartfelt wish of all parents.
At this moment, many parents are bringing their children to watch the poetry and calligraphy competition, and the children are constantly copying the assignments, requiring them to memorize them within three days.
Moreover, many disillusioned young people found a sense of comfort in reading "Ode to the Cold Kiln".
Everyone shared the same thought: my lack of accomplishment in this life is not due to my lack of ability, but rather to bad luck.
Of course, it must be admitted that the "Ode to the Cold Kiln" gave many people who were unwilling to work hard an excuse, creating a large number of people who just lay down and do nothing.
Chen Feng hasn't finished writing yet; he's still continuing.
However, he discovered that some parts of the fourth paragraph could not be written, so he only wrote the last paragraph.
(People say I am noble, but it is not due to my ability; it is due to the times, luck, and fate.)
(Alas! In this life, one should not indulge in wealth and honor, nor deceive oneself in poverty and hardship; let the cycle of heaven and earth continue endlessly.)
With a final stroke, Chen Feng slowly returned to his seat, and thunderous applause erupted from the audience, lasting for a long time.
It's worth noting that even the poem recited by the four elders of Huayu Entertainment didn't elicit applause this time; it was spontaneous applause from the audience.
Everything has two sides. This time, many people started to give up on themselves after reading "Ode to the Cold Kiln," but many others worked even harder.
Of course, that's all hindsight. In short, in this round of the competition, needless to say, Chen Feng still held a strong advantage.
However, we can't say that Chen Feng won. After all, it was a poetry competition. You wrote a poem, and although experience matters, we can't say that the four elders of Huayu lost.
After the judges' explanation, the four elders of Huayu looked a little better. "That's right," they said, "if Chen Feng were to write poetry, he might not be as good as the four elders."
Otherwise, why would he write a poem?
The two had an unintentional contest, and at this point, Chen Feng had two wins and one draw.
Now, it's the final round of the competition.
After praising the poems and songs on both sides, Sabinin began to scroll across the large screen.
Needless to say, the ratings have skyrocketed. Panda TV has made a fortune from this wave. The whole country now knows about Panda TV Province and Chengdu-Chongqing City, which has indirectly attracted countless people to come here.
The audience was also surprised to find that the poetry and song programs were so entertaining and that many students enjoyed them.
As the large screen scrolled, and finally stopped, two words appeared that made everyone gasp in surprise.
"Family and Country"
Each of these two words is easily understood by anyone when separated, but when put together, they have a profound and extraordinary significance, weighing a ton.
The theme of "family, country, and nation" is too broad. You can write about the prosperity of the family and country, the hatred between the family and country, the flourishing of the family and country, the destruction of the family and country, and so on.
The eight elders of Huayu looked at the two words, nodded, and began to discuss them.
Everyone turned their attention to Chen Feng; it had almost become a habit, as they wanted to see if he would remain as calm as before.
Yes, it's the same recipe and taste as expected.
Chen Feng is sleeping again.
The entire audience was asleep, not communicating or getting impatient. They treated all the poetry topics as a joke, or rather, they didn't take the topics seriously at all.
Actually, they misunderstood Chen Feng. His closed eyes did not mean he was sleeping, but rather that he was thinking about what kind of poetry to use.
There's no way around it; my mind is filled with too many things, and sometimes I experience decision paralysis.
"Hello, host. This time, it's Chen Feng's turn to present his poetry."
Zhao Anqi spoke on their behalf without waiting for the eight elders of Huayu to speak.
Sabinen nodded without hesitation, because according to the order, it was indeed Chen Feng's turn to demonstrate first this time.
"Alright, we've almost finished our time. According to the order, the last round of poetry will be presented by Mr. Chen Feng. Please welcome him."
The audience erupted in cheers and applause.
Chen Feng opened his eyes, said nothing, and went straight to the computer, where he began to demonstrate his fluid speed and inspiration.
Mooring at Qinhuai
When these words appear, anyone on Earth will know that they are the famous poem by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty.
There are countless poems expressing patriotism and love for one's country, but Chen Feng still chose this one. It's not particularly stunning, but it perfectly expresses patriotism and love for one's country.
(Smoke shrouds the cold waters, moonlight veils the sand; moored on the Qinhuai River near a tavern.)
(The courtesan, oblivious to the sorrow of a fallen nation, still sings "The Flowers of the Rear Courtyard" across the river.)
This time, Chen Feng didn't stop at all and delivered the entire poem in one breath, allowing the audience to have a panoramic view and see all the poems in an instant.
Of course, this is also the shortest of Chen Feng's four poems, but it does not prevent the poem from being close to the theme, especially the last two lines, which truly reflect his concern for his country and people.
"What a line: 'The courtesan knows not the sorrow of a fallen nation, still singing 'The Flowers of the Rear Courtyard' across the river.'"
This time, before Bai Yizhong could speak, Li Siye stood up instead.
For those who have survived countless brushes with death on the battlefield, they are often most sensitive to certain things.
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