"What's so difficult about that?!"
Gu Jian smiled slightly and looked in the direction of the beaded curtain.
Although separated by a beaded curtain and its unique mystery, Gu Jian, possessing double pupils, could see the scene inside clearly.
"Queen Poetry Rain, how about I compose a poem next?"
Lin Shiyu was slightly surprised, and a smile appeared on her alluring face beneath the veil.
My admiration for Du Dafu grew even stronger.
She chuckled softly, parted her sensual lips slightly, and said in a sweet, gentle voice, "Mr. Zimei, it's your turn next."
"good!"
Gu Jian smiled slightly and stood up from his chair.
His gaze swept over the crowd and landed on the Third Prince, Long Jingtian, who was coldly staring at him.
Ye Chen looked at him with a hint of annoyance and hostility.
It seemed like they were blaming him for stealing their thunder again.
Gu Jian smiled slightly and then said to the Third Prince Long Jingtian, "Your poem just now used the wind as its starting point. I'll use the wind as the starting point for my poem as well."
The Third Prince, Long Jingtian, had a slightly cold expression.
The talented men around him were astonished.
He chose the same entry point.
Is this really an attempt to outshine and crush the Third Prince?
Regardless of what kind of poem Du Dafu intended to write, his confidence truly surprised them.
This made everyone present look forward to the poems that Gu Jian was about to compose.
Ye Chen also looked at Gu Jian.
For some reason, this white-haired guy annoyed him.
Gu Jian ignored Ye Chen's gaze and looked out the window.
Looking out the window at the late spring streets, flowers drifted down in the wind, and then a sense of dejection and sorrow spread from him before he slowly spoke.
"It is difficult to meet and even more difficult to part; the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered."
As Gu Jian's voice faded.
Those present were slightly taken aback.
Queen Lin Shiyu's delicate body trembled slightly.
This really does start with the wind.
He was writing a love poem, but the very first line was, "It's hard to meet, and it's hard to part!"
It is also spring breeze, but it is different from the early spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom as described by Long Jingtian.
"The east wind is powerless, and the flowers are withered" describes the scene of late spring.
It's clearly a love poem, yet it's about late spring?
Lin Shiyu herself understands poetry and knows that this is very difficult.
However, combined with the first line, she instantly felt a sense of unrequited love and emotion in the poem.
Meeting is difficult, parting is even more difficult.
She murmured to herself, her heart trembling.
The talented men present were also surprised.
A true expert's skill is immediately apparent.
These two sentences alone made them realize that Du Dafu was truly talented and learned, and was no ordinary person.
The Third Prince, Long Jingtian, frowned slightly, a sense of crisis unconsciously rising in his heart.
But then he sneered.
Writing poetry is not that easy.
This Du Dafu, he set the bar so high from the very beginning.
And then it continues like this?
Most of them start strong but end weak, failing miserably and ultimately backfiring.
The other talented men from the former Zhao state who stood behind him shared the same idea.
They simply couldn't believe that this magpie could compose a poem that surpassed the Third Prince's in such a short time.
It's destined to start strong but end weak, making a laughing stock.
After frowning, Ye Chen had the same thought.
Even this first game was brilliant, absolutely brilliant.
But the next moment, their expressions changed slightly.
Gu Jian slowly opened his mouth and said, "The silkworm spins silk until its death, and the candle burns until it is ash."
His voice was deep and tinged with sadness.
This caused a slight tremor in the hearts of everyone present.
With just a short line of poetry, they felt an unprecedented pain and sorrow.
In that instant, they seemed to see tender feelings and emotions in the poems.
It clearly describes silkworms spinning silk.
But they couldn't help but think of a woman who was deeply in love with her lover.
He would not stop longing until he died.
They were deeply in love but could not be together. The tears of pain stopped flowing only when the candle burned to ashes.
Even the Third Prince, Long Jingtian, could feel this unrequited love and sorrow.
The painful and sorrowful emotions emanating from the poetry were like a knife stabbing into his heart, making his face turn pale.
Behind the beaded curtain, Queen Lin Shiyu's delicate body trembled slightly.
Those who love poetry are insightful and sensitive.
She understood the meaning of the poem and saw in it a woman suffering from unrequited love.
She had no romantic experience whatsoever, yet at this moment she felt the same way, as if she were the woman in the poem.
Lin Shiyu's heart trembled slightly, filled with sorrow and grief. Her nose tingled, and tears seemed about to fall at any moment.
Behind Gu Jian, Feng Yantong also widened her eyes.
She had always admired Gu Jian's talent and had seen him write magnificent poems like "Drinking Alone Under the Moon".
Yet, he was still able to write such tender and poignant love poems.
Upon hearing the line "The cicada spins its silk until death," her heart filled with sorrow and sadness.
Unrequited love, isn't that what she is like?
Looking at Gu Jian's figure, Feng Yantong trembled with fear. She wanted to rush up to him, into his arms, and cry her heart out.
Gu Jian did not stop.
His voice, low and sorrowful, echoed through the hall.
"Looking in the mirror at dawn, I worry about my changing hair; reciting poems at night, I feel the cold moonlight."
Upon hearing Gu Jian's words, the scholars trembled once again.
In that instant, a scene flashed into their minds.
She is the heroine in the poem, who looks in the mirror while doing her hair in the morning, but worries that her cloud-like hair will change color and her beauty will fade.
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