Cui Xian once promised his teacher that he would not write poetry for five years.
Now if we calculate the time, five years have passed.
But he didn't really want to compete with Su Qi in poetry, so he politely refused again: "How about... forget it?"
Forget it!
It can’t be counted!
Su Qi naturally refused and deliberately mocked: "Why, you can't write poetry, or you don't dare to write poetry?"
Cui Xian slowly put away the smile on his face.
Although I roughly know that this person is using provocation.
But to be honest, this arrogant attitude really deserves a beating.
therefore.
Under the excited gaze of Zhang Tingyu and other scholars.
Jia Shao looked at Su Qi, showing the carefreeness of a young man: "Let's bet, and don't blame me for bullying you if you lose."
Wow!
This statement caused an uproar among the readers.
How confident, or how arrogant, one must be to say such words!
You know, his opponent is Su Qi!
Su Qi was also amused by these words.
Okay, this is the first time I see someone more arrogant than me.
He stared at Jia Shao and gritted his teeth, "Let me add one more condition. You and I must stand by the lake and not use pen and paper to dictate poetry!"
"Let them take notes!"
Cui Xian looked strange and nodded: "It's up to you."
Seeing Cui Xian agreed so neatly.
Su Qi was inevitably a little surprised, and then he took a few steps forward, stood by the lake and said: "In that case, I'll go first!"
After saying this, he stopped where he was and began to think about his speech, staring at the surrounding scenery in a thoughtful manner.
Zhang Tingyu and others excitedly took out paper and pens and divided into two groups.
A group of people was responsible for recording Su Qi.
A group of people were responsible for recording Cui Xian.
There were also several people who were good at painting, and they were painting on the spot, preparing to paint this famous scene of two talented scholars competing in poetry by the lake.
When we get to Luoyang, this will surely become a hot topic of conversation throughout the city!
This unknown small lake has clear water.
The wind blew, the willow trees by the lake swayed, and ripples appeared on the water surface.
In the distance, a small boat was vaguely visible among the drooping willow branches.
Su Qi stood by the lake, his eyes scanning the scenery.
No one dared to breathe, for fear of disturbing his creative thoughts.
About a cup of tea later.
Su Qi turned around and looked at Cui Xian, raising his chin proudly: "I have finished writing it. The name of this poem is - "A Poem Contesting Poems with Jia Shao by the Lake: Ode to the Willows"."
What a simple and crude name!
It fits this person's arrogant style very well.
Cui Xian stretched out his hand and pretended to listen: "Please."
Please start your performance which is doomed to fail!
The scholars who were watching the scene eagerly also looked at Su Qi expectantly, their hands holding the pens trembling slightly.
Facing everyone's gaze, Su Qi chanted the first line: "Black hair falls into the Spring Lake!"
This opening sentence is relatively plain.
But many times, it is difficult for a poem to get off to a sudden start.
Therefore, readers hurriedly recorded and looked forward to the content of Su Qi's subsequent poems.
Su Qi lived up to everyone's expectations and continued, "The little boat came out from the weeping willows!"
"good!"
"What a nice little boat out of the weeping willows!"
Zhang Tingyu and others' eyes lit up and they couldn't help but cheer loudly.
This sentence is still very clever.
The wind blew, but the small boat fixed to the river bank did not move.
But the thousands of hanging willow branches were blown back by the wind, revealing the shape of the boat, and making it look like it was sailing out from among the weeping willows.
This picture is really vivid and lively.
The cheers from the crowd made Su Qi feel particularly happy.
He looked at Jia Shao and, in a provocative manner, recited the last two lines: "The sun shines on the golden sparkles, the wind combs the green curtains!"
There was silence by the river for a moment.
Then came the increasingly excited and thrilling cheers from the readers.
The black hair falls on the spring lake, and the small boat emerges from the willows.
The sun shines on the golden sparkles, and the wind combs the floating green curtain.
Su Qi looked quite good, and now he was standing by the water, composing a poem on the spot.
This talented attitude is really impressive!
Of course, it would be even better if this talented person was a mute.
After Su Qi finished writing the poem, he looked at Cui Xian and sneered, "It's your turn. If you feel that yours is not as good as mine, you can just admit defeat. There's no need to read it out loud and pollute others' ears."
Everyone was ashamed.
But I have to say that Su Qi is indeed a talented person.
Therefore, everyone looked at Jia Shao, some with suspicion and some with expectation.
then.
Jia Shao ignored Su Qi's attack and replied calmly, "My poem is called "Ode to Willow."
The rest had no objection.
Only Su Qi's expression suddenly fell, and he asked in a deep voice: "Why don't you include my name?"
The poem he just wrote had Jia Shao's name on it!
Cui Xian heard this and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Because my poem is very powerful."
"If I include your name, wouldn't that be giving you an advantage?"
Wow!
This is too confident and arrogant!
Zhang Tingyu and others were shocked when they heard this.
Su Qi:?
He was about to open his mouth to fight back.
The wind suddenly rises.
The willow trees by the river swayed in unison.
Cui Xian, standing tall by the water, turned his head, his long gown fluttering in the wind. He stood in the wind, his eyebrows and eyes were as bright as stars, and he also blended into the painting.
"The jasper is dressed up like a tree!"
Hearing this opening sentence, everyone was shocked.
Even Su Qi, who had half opened his mouth, froze and looked at Jia Shao in shock.
The description of objects and people is wonderful, and the meaning is gentle.
What a brilliant idea it must be to think of giving the word "makeup" to the willow tree!
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