What an arrogant and domineering statement!
It’s not that I can’t write, but there are too many and I have no idea what to write.
Wu Feisheng, the old man, and everyone else felt their minds wavering.
"Heh. Lord Chen is truly confident. Let us wait and see what Lord Chen can do."
Wu Feisheng spoke coldly.
Chen Yu did not refuse, took a deep breath, and began to recite.
"The Qin River rolls eastward, its waves washing away all heroes."
Chen Yu opened his mouth, and golden characters appeared in the air above the hall.
As soon as he said this, there was a loud thunder in the sky, which scared everyone.
Qinjiang River is the largest river in Daqin, running across the entire Daqin.
The Qin River has been flowing continuously, witnessing many prosperous events on the earth, as well as the rise and fall of many heroes.
Chen Yu started the article with this as an introduction, and immediately drew everyone's attention in.
Then, Chen Yu said the next sentence.
"Success or failure is all in vain."
boom!
This sentence goes deeper and further than the first sentence, and a sense of vicissitudes of life emerges instantly.
Arguing about what is right and wrong, success and failure, will all be in vain in the end.
Isn’t this the case in the face of the rolling torrent of time?
At this moment, there was a loud thunder between heaven and earth.
The golden font vibrated and spread out circles of ripples.
Everyone gasped.
Although this poem only has three sentences, the charm in it makes people feel the ruthlessness of time.
They are looking forward to the next verse.
"The green mountains remain, and the sunsets are still red!"
Chen Yu recited it again.
Two more sentences appeared in the void.
The ripples of literary energy spread out in all directions, and the entire hall was filled with the scent of ink.
oh!
The crowd exclaimed in surprise.
Ying Luo subconsciously stood up, staring at the golden words in the sky, breathing rapidly with excitement.
Liu Ran covered her cherry lips with one hand, her face shocked.
These two sentences are good at describing the scenery.
However, through this scenery, I can feel the impermanence of life and the vicissitudes of life.
The green mountains are still there, but the rising and setting of the sun has passed countless times.
The time flies by, isn't it reflected vividly in the red glow of the sunset?
But this is not the end!
Chen Yu spoke again and recited the next verse.
"The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river bank are accustomed to seeing the autumn moon and spring breeze."
"A pot of muddy wine brings joy to our reunion. So many things from the past and present, all turned into jokes."
In the void, as Chen Yu recited, golden fonts appeared, and the entire poem appeared in front of everyone.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
The upper part describes the scenery and static things.
And the second half is about writing about people!
The white-haired hermit by the river has long been accustomed to the changes of time.
It's a rare opportunity to meet friends and have a drink together.
So many things from ancient times to the present are talked about and laughed at by people.
Desolate, what a desolate feeling it is.
Is there anything that can make people feel the ruthlessness of time more than this?
Rumble!
There was a loud thunder in the sky, waking people from their stupor.
"Look!"
Suddenly, someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed.
Wu Feisheng and others immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
At just one glance, the entire hall was filled with gasps of shock.
Above the sky, a long river runs across.
Two old men with white hair and beards were drinking from their cups.
They recited Chen Yu's poems, sometimes laughing, sometimes feeling pained.
In the end, everything was put into a glass of wine and thrown into the rolling river waves!
"Poetry Vision, Sister, this, this is a classic for all ages!!!"
Liu Tao shook Liu Ran's arms with both hands, shouting and yelling, extremely excited.
Liu Ran was already crazy.
"Everyone says Chen Yu is unparalleled in talent, the best of his time. Now it seems that everyone is wrong!"
"With this poem alone, he stands at the pinnacle of ancient and modern literati!"
"I'm so lucky to have seen this poem today. This trip is worthwhile!"
Clenching his fists, Liu Ran only felt that Chen Yu at this moment was so majestic under the bright lights.
The others were also speechless for a long time.
They looked at Chen Yu with complicated expressions.
He wrote the lyrics on the spot, and with a limited theme, he came up with such a majestic work, it's so amazing that it makes your scalp tingle!
Wu Feisheng's face turned pale, with shock and depression in his eyes.
He never expected that Chen Yu could actually accomplish such a difficult task!
I thought Chen Yu was just bragging before, but I didn’t expect that he was really awesome!
"Hahahaha, okay, okay, okay!"
Yingluo applauded and the emperor was very pleased.
"What do you think of Chen Yu's poem? Is there anyone in your states who can compare to it?"
Representatives from all parties looked at each other, sighed, and bowed to Yingluo.
"Master Chen's literary talent is unparalleled. We are convinced."
"In terms of talent, Lord Chen is unparalleled in the world. We can hardly even compare to him."
"Of the ten literary talents in the world, Lord Chen alone possesses ninety-nine percent. I admire you so much."
Everyone praised him non-stop, and the praises kept getting higher and higher.
But no one thought it was wrong.
Because what they say is the truth!
"Hahaha, Xiao Wu, what do you think?"
Ying Luo looked at Wu Feisheng and asked with a smile.
Little guy, let’s see if you are still convinced at this time?
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