Cen Wensier felt a little strange.
Arthur? Are you calling me? This name is quite new. Could it be that Lord Fang is from the south?
But the accent doesn't sound like it?
Maybe it's just a personal habit! But it seems quite friendly to call it this way!
Cen Wensier didn't think much about it and slowly sat down.
"Ahem... ahem..." Fang Zhengyi cleared his throat and continued, "Thank you all for your kindness. I, Fang Zhengyi, am not worthy of being called a master of incomplete poetry. It is really shameful."
"To be honest...I have no interest in poetry! I can't even write poetry!"
The expressions of the people looking at Fang Zhengyi began to become subtle.
Show off! Show off, right?
It's okay to pretend to be modest! But there's no need to be so modest. If you can't write poetry, does that mean everyone can't write?
Many people secretly despised him and said, "Master Fang is really too polite! Your song "Yu Lin Ling" has spread all over our Dajing!"
"Yes, everyone in the capital knows Lord Fang's poetic talent. I must teach him something today!"
"Since ancient times, people have always been sad about separation..."
Seeing someone holding chopsticks and tapping the edge of the bowl to start singing, Fang Zheng quickly said, "Okay! Okay!"
"Since everyone wants me to speak, I will just say a few words!"
After saying this, Fang Zhengyi fell silent again. The others stared at Fang Zhengyi eagerly, hoping to hear some profound ideas from him.
After a moment's silence, Fang Zhengyi sorted out his thoughts and said, "The poem I just wrote is called Pity the Farmers. It was inspired by the victims I saw when I was doing disaster relief in Jianjiang!"
"There is no special technique for writing poetry. The main thing is to be good at discovering the beauty in life. There is beauty everywhere in life. When you have a lot of material, you can naturally write poems after combining them!"
"For example... uh... hey! Look at this dish!" Fang Zhengyi looked around and then pointed at the minced meat and green beans on the table. Everyone's eyes then focused on the dish.
“This dish of minced meat and beans, the beans are just ordinary beans.”
“A little bit of minced meat doesn’t mean much, but when they are put together, you can see that they are delicious food with great flavor!”
The examiners nodded in agreement.
That makes sense. Writing poetry and prose is actually the accumulation of materials, the polishing of writing style, and a sudden inspiration.
But this is nothing profound...
Seeing that everyone was still looking at him, Fang Zheng continued helplessly, "Look! There's a pan of glutinous rice balls here!"
"Do you know how this glutinous rice ball is made?"
Everyone shook their heads. We were all scholars, so who would study cooking?
A gentleman stays away from the kitchen!
"This ball of dough looks big, but it was actually just a tiny bit of dough." Fang Zheng stretched out his finger and compared: "How can it burst out from such a tiny point into such a big ball?!"
Everyone shook their heads again, expressing their incomprehension.
Fang Zhengyi's thoughts gradually became clear: "It's fried! After being fried in boiling water, it begins to expand, which shows that there is a huge power contained in the dough."
"The boiling oil is like inspiration in poetry. If it is not fried, it will always be just plain dough."
“Daily accumulation is important, but it is difficult to write poetry without an opportunity!”
“Writing poetry is like making glutinous rice balls. To write a good poem is 99% accumulation and 1% inspiration!”
"As long as you observe carefully and accumulate knowledge attentively, when the opportunity comes, a flash of inspiration will come, and good poems will naturally be created!"
"I'm done!"
Fang Zhengyi wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, wondering if he had succeeded in fooling people...
Obviously, Fang Zhengyi's words did not fool others.
Although the examples you give are quite original, your statement is too common!
It doesn't improve your poetry skills at all! It's just nonsense!
Who doesn’t know that writing poetry requires accumulation and inspiration?
Accumulation is fine, but how do I find inspiration? How about practice? How about cases?
Seeing Fang Zhengyi was about to sit down, Cen Wensier became anxious.
He was a poetry lover and thought he would hear some profound ideas, but Fang Zheng just talked about a bunch of bland stuff.
How can I be satisfied with this?
Before Fang Zheng sat down, Cen Wense said loudly: "Since we have come to this point, how about Master Fang write another song for us to learn?"
Be your mother!
Fang Zhengyi suppressed his nausea and said angrily, "I told you that writing poetry requires inspiration!"
"Articles are created by nature, and they are created by accident. Without inspiration, they cannot be created!"
As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out!
The examiners looked at Fang Zhengyi with surprise in their eyes.
Cen Wense stood up and said excitedly: "What a great poem! Lord Fang's inspiration really comes to him instantly! I really admire him!"
Fang Zheng was dumbfounded. Seeing that everyone else was looking at him and applauding, he was completely speechless...
Zhang Dongxiang beside him looked up at him and nodded repeatedly.
Wonderful! Wonderful! He is indeed a child prodigy!
Although he is not a serious person, his cultural foundation is really profound, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people!
It’s really extraordinary!
"........" Fang Zheng continued working with his toes, wishing he could slap himself in the face!
Now it’s neither right to stand nor to sit. Should this group of people continue asking questions?
Sure enough, as soon as the applause stopped, someone asked, "The writing is natural, it was created by a master, what's next?"
under?
"There is no more to come!" Fang Zheng said expressionlessly, "I just had a flash of inspiration, and this is all I can do. I'm really embarrassed today! And I can only write fragments of poetry and lyrics! I hope you can forgive me for disturbing your fun!"
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