Chapter 316 Unrivaled Talent!

 Lin Zhibai The author of this poem is Bai Juyi.

  To be precise, this is a poem written by Bai Juyi to Liu Yuxi.

The brilliance of this poem is that the three images of "green ant wine", "little stove" and "twilight snow" are separated and viewed in isolation. They are dull and have no charm. They are all ordinary things, but when these three The images were incorporated into the overall structure by Bai Juyi, or in other words, when these three images are connected, they directly form a vivid and colorful picture with blended scenes.

 And if you add the last sentence "If you can drink a cup of nothing", it will be instantly sublimated.

Because this sentence is actually a spoken word, and the use of spoken word at the end of the poem not only adds to the charm of the whole poem, giving it an ethereal and swaying beauty, and the lingering sound, but also creates a situation and leaves people with endless imagination. The space not only overflows with warmth, but also has a sense of human touch.

 Let’s put it this way.

 Other literati wrote about snow or plum blossoms.

 But Lin Zhibai wrote about fireworks in the world.

From the perspective of the conception of the work, Lin Zhibai is directly superior to others, and his poem is more suitable for the occasion than simply chanting plum blossoms or chanting snow. After all, most literati are making wine in the hall and bragging.

 Hence, all the literati present turned pale!

Yun Lan came back to her senses after a few seconds and commented carefully: "This five unique poem is very interesting. Through the description of the drinking environment and the weather outside, it repeatedly exaggerates the drinking atmosphere, which naturally leads to the last sentence. The language of the entire poem It is concise and implicit, and written with endless charm. Please come in, Teacher Baidi."

Lin Zhibai entered the hall.

Then Zhou Tai read a poem and followed him into it, sitting next to Lin Zhibai.

 The literati in the hall were already whispering among themselves.

“The more I read this poem, the more I find it to be extraordinary.”

 "Look through the whole poem, the words are shallow and the feelings are deep, the words are short and the taste is long."

“Discovering poetry in life and refining the poetry in life with your heart are the most touching aspects of this poem.”

“The color combination of green wine, red stove and white snow is even more exquisite in design.”

"The poem at the door is a bit of a play on words. It doesn't necessarily mean how talented he is. It can only be said that Bai Di is somewhat witty, but this poem is by no means as simple as wit."

 “Oh, you are exaggerating.”

“Bai Di is still good, but Teacher Xiao Ji’s song is better.”

"that is!"

“Besides, Teacher Xiao Ji was the first one to come in. Although Bai Di’s poem is good, it took longer to brew, and it took him a long time to come in.”

 Time drags on for too long?

Zhou Tai frowned when he heard these words.

 Writing poetry is not a duel. When everyone compares the quality of the work, just compare the quality. Why should we compete with who writes faster and who gets started first?

Ji Quantai’s song is indeed good.

However, who knows whether Ji Quantai created it on the spot or wrote it in advance?

On the contrary, Bai Di's poem is very suitable for the occasion. No one doubts that he wrote it in advance, because each line of the poem is about the current situation.

 In the live broadcast room.

When Lin Zhibai's poem came out, Bai Di's fans became excited, but some people also became unhappy!

 “Holy shit!”

 “This poem is awesome!”

 “I really like the sentence at the end, can you have a drink?”

“Before, many people doubted that Bai Di was not worthy of participating in the poetry competition, and they also suspected that he could not write poetry. What should they say now!”

“Bai Di has written two poems, both of which are of very high quality. I feel they are better than Ji Quantai’s works!”

 “How dare you touch Ci Ji Quantai?”

 “Ji Quantai is the number one person of the young generation!”

“The quality is okay, but the content is too ordinary. Ji Quantai’s poem is more powerful!”

 “Don’t forget that Ji Quantai was the first to enter, and the poems came right out of his mouth!”

 “Ji Quantai has already won in terms of creation speed!”

 …

Lin Zhibai was naturally unaware of the various comments on the Internet. At this time, he had already sat down to warm his wine.

 It is said to be ancient green ant wine, but it has been modified in modern times. Lin Zhibai took a few sips and felt that it tasted quite good.

 Perhaps it’s because of my average drinking capacity.

This kind of rice wine Lin Zhibai feels that it suits him very well.

Yun Lan, Mrs. Zhao and other poets also sat down one after another. Everyone drank wine and the conversation became more and more interesting.

 At this time.

Huang Yulou, president of the Qinzhou Writers Association, suddenly smiled and said: "Today's poetry meeting, everyone has written so many poems praising snow and praising plum blossoms, but when it comes to praising plum blossoms, I remember that Teacher Zhao is particularly good at this, so why not come today too?" How about the last one?”

 Teacher Zhao is Mrs. Zhao.

 The four people with the highest status in the Poetry Club today are Jiang He, Huang Yulou, Yun Lan and Mrs. Zhao.

The first three all hold official positions, and Mrs. Zhao is the oldest and most senior, and is considered a highly respected celebrity in the industry.

Hearing what Huang Yulou said, Mrs. Zhao said: "Since President Huang invites you, I will be embarrassed..."

 There was a pause.

Mrs. Zhao read: "People come and go in Zhongxiang Country, flowers trade and birds hang upside down in the wind. The boundless plum blossoms complement each other, and the twilight slants across the cold and quiet room."

Everyone tasted it carefully and felt that it was exquisite.

 Old Mrs. Zhao’s poems about plum blossoms are really good.

Lin Zhibai also nodded. Mrs. Zhao's poem was indeed very good. Although her poems were copied from the great masters in her previous life, her appreciation ability was not bad and her reading comprehension was perfect.

 For a time everyone was praising him.

Huang Yulou also nodded repeatedly and said: "Among the great poets in Qinzhou literary circle, there are two female gentlemen who are the most admirable. One of them is Teacher Zhao. By coincidence, the other one is also here today. How about writing a poem too?" ?”

 Huang Yulou looked at Yun Lan with a smile.

　　Among the famous female poets in Qinzhou, one is Mrs. Zhao and the other is Yun Lan.

Yun Lan is younger than Mrs. Zhao, but as the president of the Poetry Association, how can she not be good enough?

　　is.

Yun Lan did not refuse, but just smiled and said: "It rarely snows in my hometown, but plum blossoms are common, so I prefer today's falling snow to plum blossoms."

 Finished.

Yun Lan opened her mouth and read: "The north wind is blowing the snow, and I have traveled thousands of miles to the plum garden. I gathered on Jun Yao's stage, and two couplets were flying in front of me."

 This is a poem about snow.

Lin Zhibai studied it carefully and secretly admired it. Yun Lan's level was not inferior to that of Mrs. Zhao. One of them sang plum blossoms and the other sang snow. Their works were both quite amazing.

 “What a poem!”

Huang Yulou applauded: "They are indeed the two most accomplished female poets in Qinzhou literary world!"

Everyone was also filled with admiration.

Even Ji Quantai said loudly: "These two poems by the two teachers, one praising snow and the other praising plum blossoms, are equally divided!"

 And just in the midst of admiration.

Suddenly someone said: "Speaking of which, all of us here are old friends in the circle. There is only one new friend here today, and that is our teacher Bai Di."

Lin Zhibai is drinking.

Hearing the sound, he looked up and saw a woman in her forties looking at her with a smile on her face.

Zhou Tai saw that Lin Zhibai didn’t seem to recognize him, so he took the initiative and said:

 “What’s your advice, Teacher An An?”

Lin Zhibai suddenly realized that it was that An An.

This woman and Alei are in the same group. They were involved in the previous couplet wars on the Internet. Lin Zhibai had some impressions. At this time, she suddenly mentioned that she was clearly not well-intentioned.

 Sure enough.

Teacher An'an said the next moment: "Since Teacher Bai Di is a new friend, why not express some more opinions on poetry? Let's talk about Mrs. Zhao's poems about pomegranate trees and President Yun's poems about praising snow. Which one does Teacher Bai Di think? It’s better, but don’t have **** in front of everyone, because you’ll have to drink three glasses of wine as a penalty.”

 An'an is so gloomy.

This question seems simple, but Mrs. Zhao is highly respected, and Yun Lan is the president of the Poetry Association. No matter how Lin Zhibai evaluates it, it is not appropriate. He is destined to offend one of the parties. The most compromise method is to comment on "evenly divided." .

Ke Anan blocked the conversation in advance.

Whenever Lin Zhibai said that they were both good, she would call him "harmony"!

 Everyone could not help but have subtle expressions.

Aleianan and others had a conflict with Lin Zhibai online before. Who doesn't know about this?

There are also many colleagues in the literary world who are standing in line with Alleyan and others.

At this moment, An An suddenly made a move. Apparently, he wanted to put Lin Zhibai on the fire grill!

Zhou Tai couldn't stand it anymore and said: "There are so many people here, why didn't Teacher An An ask the others, but why did he ask Teacher Bai Di? Could it be that there was some misunderstanding before, so I deliberately made things difficult today?"

 “No!”

An An was prepared and said calmly: "First of all, I said that Teacher Bai Di is a new friend, so I should say a few more words. Secondly, I know that Teacher Bai Di can participate in this poetry competition, but it is Zhao. The old lady personally recommended it. Third, Teacher Bai Di has just entered the door, and it is President Yun who is in charge of the assessment. With so many connections, it is appropriate for Teacher Bai Di to evaluate the works of these two teachers. What do you think? "

 “It makes sense.”

Ji Quantai actually spoke, "Teacher Baidi, please don't refuse."

 “Tell me about it!”

 “It’s okay!”

 “If you have anything to say, let’s just say it!”

“I think the two teachers will not be angry!” Seeing Ji Quantai speak, everyone hurriedly followed, insisting that Lin Zhibai say something.

Yun Lan didn't say anything, but looked at An An with slightly cold eyes. This woman made things difficult for Bai Emperor and actually took advantage of herself.

Mrs. Zhao also looked a little helpless. She knew that as long as Bai Di came today, he would be in trouble.

 Are was the first.

 An'an is the second one.

 Perhaps there will be a third one later.

Zhou Tai was at his wits end, and he couldn't help Lin Zhibai in this situation.

Lin Zhibai glanced at Ji Quantai. He didn't seem to have offended this so-called young poet in Qinzhou. Why was he setting the pace for An An?

 The intentions are really sinister.

 You are not allowed to say "Both of them are very good"?

But if he said that Mrs. Zhao’s poems were good, Yun Lan’s face would not be happy.

And if I say that Yun Lan's poems are good, then Mrs. Zhao is my recommender.

Maybe some people will say that in order to curry favor with President Yun, they even betrayed the seniors who loved and supported them.

Lin Zhibai could clearly see these twists and turns. Whoever stood in his position, probably at this time, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Both of the works are very good." He would rather be said by everyone, "He Xini" ".

　　At most, he will be given three drinks as a penalty and be ridiculed by everyone.

However, Lin Zhibai didn't want to admit it just like that. He poured himself a glass of wine, drank it down, and then slowly said:

“Old Mrs. Zhao praises plum blossoms, President Yun praises snow. The themes of the poems are different, so it is difficult to compare them horizontally..."

 "Aren't you still being a jerk? You should be punished with three drinks!" An An interrupted immediately.

“Obviously it makes sense!” Zhou Tai’s eyes lit up, and he immediately retorted: “This is not a competition about whose poem is better, this is a question of which one is better, Xue or Mei!”

 “You are changing the concept!”

An An did not expect that Lin Zhibai would use this method to break the situation.

Ji Quantai suddenly smiled and said: "There is indeed some truth to this. Then Teacher Bai Di might as well tell me whether Mrs. Zhao's plum blossoms are better, or President Yun's snow is better?"

This Ji Quantai is so cruel!

He actually brought the problem back again!

Zhou Tai cursed secretly in his heart, but Lin Zhibai knew that he had achieved his goal, so he smiled lightly and said:

 “In my opinion…”

Lin Zhibai drank another glass of wine slowly, then looked out the window at the plum blossoms and the flying snow, and softly chanted:

 “Plum snow contends for spring but refuses to fall.”

 “Sao Renge’s review of writing fees.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Did Bai Di want to respond with a poem?

It’s really cool. When speaking at a poetry meeting, it’s best to use poetry!

The meaning of these two lines of poetry is simple and easy to understand. In layman's terms, it means "Plum blossoms and snowflakes both think that they have the best of the spring beauty, and no one is willing to admit defeat. It is difficult for literati to judge the quality of plum blossoms and snow, so they have to put down their pens and think carefully."

 Pretty good.

Then what?

Everyone stared at Lin Zhibai, waiting for his next words.

Lin Zhibai did not keep everyone waiting, and continued to read the third sentence:

 “Meixunxunxue is three-thirds white.”

As soon as these words came out, there was some commotion on the scene. This was obviously saying that "snow" was better. The White Emperor finally chose to side with President Yun!

 An An sneered.

Ji Quantai also raised the corners of his mouth.

 A trace of disdain flashed in everyone's eyes.

 Responding with poetry, although euphemistic, could not conceal the fact that Bai Di stabbed Old Mrs. Zhao in the back.

However.

next moment.

Lin Zhibai, who was still staring at the beautiful scenery outside the door, continued to recite, and his voice resounded throughout the audience: "Snow loses the fragrance of plum blossoms."

 Boom!

 The whole audience was shocked!

 An An’s smile froze!

Ji Quantai also twitched the corner of his mouth!

Mrs. Zhao and President Yun looked at each other and burst into laughter. Bai Di’s poem was a textbook example of “the art of carrying water”!

Meixun snow is three cents white!

 The snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms!

 Everyone can understand this!

Whether you understand poetry or not!

 The translation for fools is: “They are all very good, each has its own merits!”

 The simple translation is: "Plum blossoms lose to snowflakes in terms of crystal whiteness, but snowflakes do not have the fragrance of plum blossoms."

 The advanced translation is: "Everyone has his own strengths and weaknesses. It is right to be self-aware and take advantage of others' strengths to make up for one's own shortcomings."

 To put it bluntly, it’s still water and mud!

But Lin Zhibai’s art of carrying water was so good that no one could say anything wrong with it!

Even the artistic level of this response poem is astonishing, even surpassing Mrs. Zhao's "Yong Mei" and President Yun's "Yong Xue"!

 “Fuck, that’s awesome!”

Zhou Tai suddenly stood up and uttered a curse word!

Lin Zhibai was pretending to be awesome. He almost stopped when he heard these words. Why don't you say "very good" or "wonderful"? "Fuck you are awesome" is what Zhou Tai should say at the poetry meeting!

 The artistic conception has been destroyed by you!

But I have to say that Zhou Tai spoke out what everyone felt!

This wave is really talented. The last two sentences of this poem are simply the ultimate in carrying water. They also share with everyone the principle of learning from each other's strong points and making up for their weak points. It directly rises to the level and value, and the concept is instantly sublimated because of this. Now, it’s no longer a simple matter of comparing snow or plum, which one is better!

 

 The whole place was in an uproar!

Everyone thought that Bai Di wanted to flatter President Yun, but they didn't expect that the complete poem turned out like this!

 “Absolutely awesome!”

 “I’m afraid this matter will become a good talk!”

“Plum plums are three cents whiter than snow, but snow is less fragrant than plum plums. The more you taste it, the faster it becomes!”

 “He is definitely qualified to participate in the poetry competition!”

“He is not qualified to participate in the poetry meeting, let alone if there are many people present!”

“This level, even compared to Ji Quantai...”

 “A genius response!”

 The literary world as a whole is xenophobic, but not everyone excludes Lin Zhibai. There are also some literati who are relatively neutral.

 At this moment.

These neutral literati have been completely conquered by this poem. The way they look at Lin Zhibai has changed dramatically from before!

 That’s recognition!

 Even admiration!

Of course, An An’s deliberate attempt to make things difficult was also broadcast live in the live broadcast room, so as soon as Lin Zhibai’s poem came out, the barrage exploded instantly!

 “Ahhhh!”

 “This wave of 6 has turned over!”

 “The White Emperor is so powerful!”

 “At this level, just ask Heizi if he accepts it!”

 “Speak to Heizi!”

 “This is the level of poetry everyone has achieved!”

 “My **** exploded!”

 “I never dare to question Bai Di’s talent again!”

“It turns out that not only is he invincible against opponents, but he can also handle poetry with ease!”

 …

 The commotion lasted for a full minute.

When the scene calmed down again, President Yun said with a smile: "We agreed to comment on my and Teacher Zhao's works, but in the end, you, Bai Di, wrote a poem of a higher level than both of us."

  “Excellent award.”

Lin Zhibai had to be humble.

Mrs. Zhao followed with a smile and said: "This is not a reward. It is indeed better than us. It seems that this poetry competition will not be able to do without you."

 Everyone sighed.

With the endorsement of Mrs. Zhao and President Yun, Bai Di has been lifted to a new level, but his poems are indeed worthy of such praise!

This is not the end yet.

President Yun suddenly changed the topic and said, "Even if Bai Di's poem has been reviewed, I don't know what Teacher An An thinks about it."

An An was startled.

Is this for yourself to evaluate?

She was already confused by Bai Di's poem, her head was in a daze, and she said bravely: "Of course... they are all good..."

 “Three drinks as a penalty!”

Zhou Tai laughed loudly and said, "You don't allow Mr. Bai Di to have **** with Ni Ni, so how come you do it with Ni Ni instead?"

"I…"

"This drink is a punishment."

Yun Lan stared at An An with a cold look in her eyes.

An An's face turned pale, and she suddenly realized that she had offended President Yun today.

In order to deal with Bai Di, he actually forgot about this incident. He could only endure the humiliation in his heart and drank three glasses of wine in a row. However, he choked in his throat due to drinking so fast that he coughed one after another.

 “Cough cough cough.”

Alei, who had been silent next to him, suddenly started coughing too. He probably caught a cold at the door before. In fact, he no longer dared to provoke Bai Di anymore. When An An attacked him just now, he pretended to be dead the whole time and didn't even dare to help. That kind of...

 Ale is rejoicing now.

 Fortunately, I was just pretending to be dead.

 Otherwise, the last bit of dignity will really be lost.

Ji Quantai looked at this scene, and his eyes suddenly became a little dazed. He planned to take this opportunity to become famous in today's poetry meeting, but no matter how you look at today's script, it looks like Bai Emperor wants to become famous in the world for his poetry!

I accidentally fell asleep last night. I woke up today and started typing. There is another chapter, but it will be later.

　　

 (End of this chapter)