Chapter 199: Spring Dragon Poetry Gathering, Moonlit Night on the Spring River (Part 6)
Spring River Moonlit Night.
For anyone who comes from that country with a splendid civilization of 5,000 years, there are always a few poems that are memories engraved in their bones.
For example, sleeping through spring without knowing the dawn; for example, the bright moonlight in front of the bed; for example, hoeing the field at noon; for example, red palms stirring the clear waves.
For example, once a poem is published, there will be no more Mid-Autumn Festival poems about the bright moon.
Or it could be the Spring River Moon Night which is a single poem that overwhelms the entire Tang Dynasty.
Faced with such a long poem whose status, achievements and value were difficult to summarize, Wei Changtian subconsciously restrained his almost impatient mood, looked up at Shen Ran, looked at Su Wu, and then looked at the thousands of literati in the distance who were craning their necks.
And everyone was staring at him.
The eight consecutive masterpieces made everyone's thinking numb to the point of almost stagnating. Even Ning Yongnian had already stood up from the podium, his eyes filled with deep astonishment.
People don’t know that behind Wei Changtian stands the entire wisdom of an ancient civilization that has gone through countless separations and reunions, twists and turns, and ups and downs.
I don’t know what they will hear or see.
Poetry! Poetry! Poetry! I'll let you listen to it today!
What does it mean to be a unique and outstanding piece of work?
What is the poem among poems, the peak among peaks! Taking a step forward, facing the Sun and Moon Lake where the stars were reflected, Wei Changtian began to recite loudly.
"The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises with the tide!"
"The moon is shining on the spring river for thousands of miles, and there is no place where the spring river is not bright!"
It seems like reality and like a dream.
With just two sentences, the not-so-big Sun Moon Lake suddenly surged with huge waves, giving people the illusion that they were not sure whether they were at the lakeside, riverside, or seaside.
Countless golden carps took advantage of the waves to leap high above everyone's heads, as if they had really leaped over the Dragon Gate and turned into golden dragons.
"There is no wind, but waves are rising! Tens of thousands of golden carps are leaping for the throne! These are just two sentences!"
Whether it is Shen Ran, who should have been the protagonist of tonight, or Su Wu, who is hailed as a saint.
Or they could be Yan Shuyuan, Ning Yongnian, Liu Zongliang, Liang Zhen who came with different purposes. All of them stared at these strange scenes in a daze, their bodies shaking wildly and uncontrollably due to excitement and shock.
"Sister Xu, am I dazzled?"
Yu Jia asked tremblingly: "Why, why can two lines of poetry cause such a huge wave on the lake?"
"I"
Xu Qingwan stared blankly at the man standing in front of the huge waves, her mouth open, but unable to utter another word.
And the other side.
Wei Changtian's voice continued, and every word seemed to roll in from the sky.
"The river meanders around the fragrant fields, the moon shines on the flower forest like snow; the frost in the sky flies without being noticed, and the white sand on the beach cannot be seen."
"The river and the sky are one color without a speck of dust, and the bright moon is alone in the sky. Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon by the river first shine on people?"
"Life is endless from generation to generation, but the moon on the river remains the same year after year. I don't know who the moon on the river is waiting for, but I can only see the Yangtze River sending away the flowing water."
“.”
From big to small, from far to near.
The brush and ink gradually condense from the clear and bright universe to a solitary moon, and use the bright moon to symbolize the repetition and impermanence, ordinariness and greatness of life.
The few dark clouds that were floating between the stars and the moon had long disappeared, and the Sun Moon Lake gradually returned to calm, changing from one extreme to another.
The ripple-free lake surface reflects the bright moon and stars, boats and human figures, as if an entire world is hidden within.
"A piece of white cloud drifts away slowly, and I am overwhelmed with sorrow on the green maple shore. Whose boat is this tonight? Where is the moonlit tower where I miss you?"
"It is a pity that the moon is lingering on the upper floor, it should shine on the dressing table of the departed. It cannot be rolled up by the jade curtain, it keeps brushing against the laundry beater."
"At this moment, we can see each other but cannot hear each other. I wish the moonlight could shine on you. The wild geese fly far away but the light does not pass by. The fish and dragons dive into the water and form words."
“.”
White clouds and small boat.
Acacia, Mingyue Tower.
Departure person, dressing table.
Seeing each other but not hearing each other.
I don't know when, tears as big as beans have already flowed out of my eyes.
Xu Qingwan was thinking about herself sitting in front of the window of her boudoir in the capital, gazing at the bright moon and thinking of Wei Changtian.
Yang Liushi was thinking about being trapped in the Yanyun Mountain and the despair of being separated from Wei Changtian forever.
And Yujia.
She looked towards the platform again with tearful eyes. Looking at the tall and cold silhouette, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart.
She wanted to rush forward regardless of the consequences, but she never took that step.
Because she knows.
Ning Yongnian has the country, the people, the great cause and the eternal aspiration in his heart, but there is no place for himself.
The moon can know one's heart, but the king cannot.
After talking about the spring tide, after talking about lovesickness, after talking about life.
Turning around, Wei Changtian looked at Shen Ran, who was also in a foreign land like him, and softly recited the last eight sentences of this article that was destined to go down in history books and shine for thousands of years like the sun and the moon.
These eight sentences are for Shen Ran as well as for myself.
"Last night I dreamt of falling flowers in the quiet pond. It was a pity that I had not returned home in the middle of spring."
"The river flows away, spring is about to end, the moon falls into the river pool and sets in the west."
"The slanting moon is hidden in the sea fog, and there is an endless road from Jieshi to Xiaoxiang."
"I wonder how many people will ride on the moon and return home. The moon is falling and sways the emotions, filling the trees along the river."
“.”
“Wow!!!!”
As the last word fell, the entire Sun Moon Lake, from east to west and from south to north, every inch of the lake surface was instantly rippled at the same time, and then a dazzling golden light rose up amid the huge sound of breaking water.
At this time, no one counted how many golden carps had jumped out, because the number was far beyond their understanding.
Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Thirty thousand? All of it?
Tens of thousands of golden-tailed carps leaping in this unscientific way proved to the world what unprecedented heights this long poem titled "Spring River Moonlit Night" had reached, and even... "What, what is this?!"
Amid the sudden exclamations, everyone saw the golden light reflected by the golden tail slowly gathered together, and then formed a huge golden gate that was dozens of feet long and wide! As the golden gate appeared, all the golden carps in the Sun Moon Lake gathered into golden waves from all directions like crazy, leaping towards the golden gate desperately!
This is real, the fish leaps over the dragon gate! Another strange phenomenon appeared, and it was even more shocking than the "waves without wind" just now.
In six years, the clothes were torn by the dust in the imperial city, and in one day, the scales fell off the water in Tianchi Lake.
Could it be that today, there really is something like turning into a dragon? !
Everyone stared at the Golden Gate and even forgot to breathe.
Then at some point. "Roar!!!"
A shocking dragon roar came first, and a golden shadow riding on the clouds appeared later.
With the support of countless companions, a golden carp with broken scales and blood stained actually jumped over the golden gate and soared into the clouds, transforming into a real golden dragon! The golden dragon roared and swayed in the night sky for several circles, and then suddenly swooped down towards the equally stunned Wei Changtian in full view of everyone.
Damn, repaying kindness with enmity? This golden dragon fish has no moral principles! Looking at the huge dragon head with bared fangs and claws rushing towards him, Wei Changtian cursed in his heart, and at the same time quickly called up the system interface, ready to buy a "Qing Jue Jade Pendant" to save his life at any time.
But it turned out that he was overthinking.
He saw the golden dragon roaring down, passing by his body and then rushing straight up into the sky again, tumbling a few times before quickly disappearing completely into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, everything returned to calm.
The golden gate has disappeared, and the golden carps that failed to transform into dragons have returned to the bottom of the lake.
It was as if nothing had just happened.
But this is definitely not an illusion. Looking down at the golden scale in his hand, Wei Changtian immediately found the same model in the system.
[True Dragon Forehead Scale (special item), can improve the user's realm by one level, no restrictions, 5000 points]
Wei Changtian: “.”
Awesome.
(End of this chapter)
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