"He can actually do it?"
The green-robed scholar looked at Song Chi with a look of surprise and doubt, and he couldn't help but murmur.
"Ten years of life and death, even without thinking about it, I can never forget it."
Why does my scalp tingle when I hear this?
It's been ten years since we parted ways, and even though I try to suppress my longing for you, I can't forget you. Your lonely grave is thousands of miles away, leaving me with no place to vent my sorrow and sadness.
Even if you and I meet again, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. I've been running around all the time, and my face is covered in dust and my temples are gray.
"This is about my late wife!"
Duan Yunzhou also looked at Song Chi in shock. In just a few words, he described the pain of his deceased wife and the desolate feeling vividly!
"Even if we meet, we won't recognize each other... What kind of sentence is this? How could he write such a beautiful sentence?"
Duan Yunzhou was shocked and had a bad premonition.
The first half of the poem is already stunning!
The people around were silent, stunned but couldn't help but immerse themselves in it.
This feeling of desolation makes people want to cry.
Good poetry can make people empathize.
This is the case with this poem.
Song Chi ignored the shock of others and continued to recite without any hesitation.
"Last night I had a dream that brought me back to my hometown, where I sat by the window, combing my hair."
His body swayed slightly, and a deep voice came out.
"We looked at each other in silence, tears streaming down our faces. I imagine the place where my heart breaks every year, on moonlit nights, by the short pine hills."
"Bang!"
The scholar's pen, which was used to record, fell to the ground. He quickly picked it up and continued writing, fearing that he would write too slowly and forget something.
"excellent work!"
"Once this poem is published, there will be no more mourning poems in the world!"
As he wrote, he shook his head in admiration.
Every scholar's poems will be recorded by a dedicated person and compiled into a book after the literary meeting.
The previous recorders all wrote calmly without any reaction, but when it came to Song Chi, he was in a state of unrest!
"Last night I dreamt I was back in my hometown, and I saw you dressing in front of the mirror by the window. We sat facing each other in silence, with only tears streaming down our faces."
"I imagine that every year your heart breaks for me, on that cold moonlit night, on that desolate pine hill."
Xu Ziwen, the supervisor of Huating Academy, had already stood up and explained the meaning of the second half of the poem without waiting for others to speak.
"Why do I feel so much pain in my heart and can't help crying?"
Another supervisor sitting next to Xu Ziwen exclaimed in amazement.
The others looked dazed and couldn't speak at all.
"The first three sentences flow freely, with sincere and direct words, and are deeply moving."
"A loving couple parted ways forever. Time flies, and ten years have passed in a flash."
Xu Ziwen murmured, then shouted, "This trip was worth it, this trip was worth it! This is the best elegy in the world!"
His loud shout woke everyone up, and when everyone looked at Song Chi again, their expressions were completely different.
Song Chi took in everyone's expressions and was not surprised by their reactions.
This poem was written by Su Shi. It is the first mourning poem and a famous poem passed down through the ages. Who would not be shocked when hearing it?
"How...how could you do that?"
The green-robed scholar looked at Song Chi in disbelief, "You're only a sixteen-year-old boy, how could you have such emotion?"
"Yes, how could you do that?"
Duan Yunzhou, the most talented scholar in Nandu Academy, was almost out of control.
His poems about chrysanthemums are naturally quite good, but they pale in comparison to this poem.
Whether it is good or bad, you can tell at a glance.
The poets only praised him, but were immersed in Song Chi's elegy.
This poem can completely immerse people deeply. Even many students who have not yet married feel sad and infected by the desolation.
In addition to the meaning of words, there are also phrases.
Ten years have passed since we were separated by life and death. Even if we met again, we would not recognize each other. We would look at each other without words, but with tears streaming down our faces...
These are all indescribable quotes!
At this moment, winning or losing is no longer important. Duan Yunzhou just cannot accept that Song Chi could write such a masterpiece!
He is jealous!
If he could write lyrics like this, he would surely become even more famous!
Liu Feng, who was originally sitting upright, couldn't help but stand up at this moment.
In his opinion, Song Chi would never be able to write and would definitely be eliminated and expelled from Nandu Academy.
But now, not only did he write it, he also wrote it extremely well, completely crushing Duan Yunzhou and becoming the winner of this round!
Wouldn’t this mean that the plan has failed?
If Song Chi really let him into Wangjiang Tower, how would he explain to Master Ming?
"wrong!"
"With your age and experience, you absolutely can't write words like this. Where did you copy them from?"
Liu Feng reacted quickly and directly accused Song Chi of plagiarism!
He must not let Song Chi pass this level, let alone let Song Chi become famous!
According to the rules, plagiarism and fraud will be directly expelled from the literary gathering!
"Yes, you must have plagiarized!" The green-robed scholar reacted and immediately shouted.
Duan Yunzhou also echoed: "I don't believe you can write it."
Seeing their reactions, Song Chi couldn't help but sneer.
These despicable people really started to cause trouble.
He immediately retorted, "The questions were randomly drawn. You made me pick such an obscure question. I didn't even know about it beforehand, so how could I have cheated?"
The green-robed scholar's expression changed slightly.
When Song Chi was drawing, he activated the mechanism in the box and put the more difficult questions together.
Song Chi was right. It was he who manipulated Song Chi to draw such a question, and he himself didn't even know it in advance.
"You guys accuse me of plagiarism, so let me ask you... has this phrase ever been circulated in the world before?"
Several people were stunned again, unable to speak at all.
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