But soon, they stopped laughing.
Even more fanatical and excited than the black fans.
Because Jia Shao took the pen handed to him by Yan Siyuan and said with a smile: "In this case, I will dare to show off in front of you all."
"Just now I was inspired by the Yellow River and composed a poem in my mind. Its title is——"
“Climbing the Hongyan Tower.”
While speaking.
He picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and in one go, wrote the four elegant and graceful characters "登红雁楼" on the beam near the Yellow River.
The river wind is backflowing.
The wind blew Jia Shao's red clothes fluttering.
He stood in the wind, his handsome face was particularly eye-catching, his eyebrows were clear and unrestrained, and his waist was straight.
No matter how strong the wind was, his writing wrist was exceptionally steady.
Although they had known that Jia Shao was famous for his calligraphy, Xu Ning and others were still shocked when they saw such unrestrained and freehand handwriting with their own eyes.
In this situation, the young man in red is performing poetry and writing, which is really captivating!
But today, what impresses people about Jia Shao is not just his writing.
And there is poetry!
He turned his head in the whistling wind, looked at the setting sun in the distance, and wrote the first line of poetry on the beam:
"The sun sets over the mountains!"
In just five words, he vividly depicts the majestic and uncanny natural phenomena.
Everyone in the building suddenly lost their voices and looked dazed.
Even the eunuch Xu Ning, who had not read much, was stunned. He turned around and looked into the distance.
The red sun fell from the top of the mountain, and the rosy clouds in the sky disappeared at the end of the continuous mountains.
How magnificent!
But, the first sentence is so powerful, how should I write the rest? !
“The Yellow River flows into the sea!”
Just when everyone was shocked, Jia Shao wrote the second line of the poem.
The sun sets behind the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea!
Oh my god!
As the sun sets, the Yellow River flows into the sea.
Just ten short words, but they are brilliant, magnificent and grand.
Not just describing the scenery.
And the vigorous and vibrant vitality contained in the poems seems to be jumping out of the words!
It is the boldness and publicity that comes at you!
It is the artistic charm of written poetry!
It is the shining spirit of youth!
Seeing this, everyone's heart began to beat rapidly. They all looked at Jia Shao and held their breath at the same time.
Two more sentences!
Write, write quickly!
The beginning is so shocking and wonderful, I can’t imagine how deafening the last verses will be.
A famous five-character quatrain poem will soon come into being under their witness!
Feel the quiet atmosphere in the building.
Cui Xian smiled.
Is this the charm of peak Tang poetry? It is a shocking feeling that strikes the heart!
And in the eyes of everyone.
The glow of the sky was about to fade, and a young man in red, more dazzling than the glow of the sky, ignored the raging river wind and the roaring Yellow River.
He smiled brightly and wrote the last two lines of the poem in one breath:
"If you want to see farther, you must climb to a higher level!"
boom!
The moment these two lines of poetry were created.
The entire Hongyan Building was completely excited and boiling!
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