oh?
Mr. Dong Lai smiled and nodded, his eyes full of curiosity and expectation.
Cui Xian looked at his teacher, his young face full of seriousness: "The two sentences I want to give to you are -"
"Just drink the dew from the branches, and you will be known for your purity!"
The entire palace literary gathering fell silent in an instant.
Everyone was savoring the two concluding lines, or the lines that elevated the main theme of the poem, and were shocked beyond words.
Unexpectedly, the little prodigy is not only good at making big moves.
Even the final concluding sentence is so secluded and elegant!
But drinking the dew from the branches, one will gain a reputation for being noble and pure.
Following Mr. Dong Lai's previous sentence, the meaning is:
No matter why you are lonely, and why you walk alone in the forest, you just drink the dew from the branches, because your noble name has already spread far and wide!
At this point, the theme of the poem is completely sublimated.
This is no longer a simple poem about listening to cicadas.
It is a poem expressing one’s aspirations!
It is written in a grand, magnificent, transcendent and noble manner.
It echoes the previous text 'You should attach great importance to gold and not be greedy for the bright fire'!
Mr. Dong Lai recited the line "Just drink the dew from the branches, and you will be famous for your nobleness" several times in his mind, his expression moved.
With slightly red eyes, he looked at his little disciple and said in a trembling voice: "Good, good! What a good sentence, 'Just drink the dew on the branches, and be noble and pure, and you will be famous for it'. I like it very much, I like it very much!"
This sentence was enough to soothe all the sorrows of his first half of life!
But the atmosphere at the literary meeting was too heated at the moment.
Many people have not even realized the meaning of Mr. Dong Lai's words "being a teacher".
Everyone was excited and wrote quickly, feeling delighted to witness the birth of a famous poem.
There are even scholars who recite the entire poem about listening to cicadas aloud.
There is a cool breeze blowing through the tall trees, and the cicadas’ chirping has stopped.
It not only makes the residents feel uncomfortable, but also scares others.
Late summer still feels urgent, but the new autumn has a different kind of feeling.
Dangerous and turbulent waters are not similar, and it is difficult to learn how to use a fine tube.
You should attach yourself to the heavy metal and not be greedy for the bright fire.
Green pines fall on all sides, and white hair grows again.
The sound becomes louder towards the sunset, and the wings become lighter towards the wind.
A single cry comes from a distant tree, and the lingering sound makes me think of the empty city.
Sitting among the chirping pines, walking in the desolate bamboo grove.
But drinking the dew from the branches, one will gain a reputation for being noble and pure.
This poem becomes more majestic and shocking as it goes on.
The ending uses the cicada to express the poet’s aspirations, which brings the artistic conception of the poem to a new peak!
The more people read, the more amazed they were. Some even begged, "Little prodigy, please give this poem a name!"
King Nanyang is also looking forward to this session.
He even hoped that this poem could be named "Listening to Couplets of Poetry at the Literary Gathering in the Nanyang Palace".
But he knew that now was not the time.
King Nanyang stood up silently.
Including Li Duan, the imperial envoy Qi, the prefect and others, they all stood up silently and walked to the side of the pavilion.
The home court was handed over to the master and disciple who were the protagonists of today.
Just now, the two of them worked together and tacitly produced an excellent work that was popular enough to become a hit among scholars.
The atmosphere has reached its peak at this moment.
It is time to define today's literary gathering——
This was not a simple literary gathering, but a banquet carefully prepared by Mr. Dong Lai for his beloved disciple.
The text will gradually quiet down.
The excited readers then noticed that except for the little prodigy and Mr. Dong Lai, everyone else stood up and stood aside.
what happened?
Everyone looked confused, and obviously didn't realize what was going to happen next.
Zhuang Jin shouted: "What's going on, Brother Xian, he——"
Wu Qinglan covered the unfortunate child's mouth again: "Ten points."
Zhuang Jin: “…”
In the pavilions and terraces.
Mr. Donglai looked at Cui Xian with undisguised praise, love, satisfaction and pride in his eyes.
He smiled and said, "I have always been aloof and proud. Over the years, I have met many talented people. They are all excellent, but I always feel that they are still a little short of the mark."
"So I waited and waited, and in the blink of an eye, I reached the age of knowing my destiny."
"Sometimes I am worried. I am so old now. If I don't accept a disciple, who will inherit my legacy?"
"Fortunately, God has been kind to me, Zhou Yong. When I was fifty-three years old, you were born into my family."
Wow!
After hearing this, how could the educated people around not understand?
Everyone looked at this scene in shock and amazement, stunned on the spot!
Mr. Dong Lai, the most famous scholar in Daliang and the uncrowned leader of the literary world, is actually going to accept a disciple!
It was so sudden, without any warning!
Oh my god!
This is a major event that is enough to shock the literary world!
Under the dull gaze of countless people.
Cui Xian looked at Mr. Donglai and said with a smile: "It is also Xian's fortune to be favored by the teacher."
After saying that.
The young boy with a straight back threw off his gown and knelt on his knees.
As the saying goes: Heaven, Earth, Emperor, Parents and Teachers.
This ceremony today will forge a master-disciple relationship for the rest of their lives. They will walk together on the long journey of life from now on!
Mr. Dong Lai stood there, looking at his disciple kowtow to him with satisfaction. For some reason, he choked up and almost cried.
Wait until Cui Xian finishes the ceremony.
Mr. Dong Lai quickly squatted down, helped his most proud apprentice up, and said in a trembling voice: "Good boy, get up quickly, get up quickly!"
Cui Xian stood up and called solemnly, "Teacher."
Mr. Donglai responded with an excited "ah".
They have a sincere relationship as master and disciple.
Little did they know that the group of scholars around them had already been shocked into a trance.
But today it seems that I am afraid that they are not shocked enough.
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