Filial piety is the root of virtue and the source of teaching. Filial piety is the root of a person’s virtue, and a person with such a filial heart will not be so bad in virtue.
Although this son’s words and actions in the examination room are not good, but in his filial piety, Zhou Xuezheng is not going to pursue further.
Zhou Xuezheng does not want to pursue, does not mean that others do not want to pursue, Tongcheng, Taihu and other counties of the scholars and scholars, although just now was Zhu Pingan’s song send-off to the shock for a moment, but only for a moment, and then think about it, or can not help but find that the loopholes are quite a lot.
Although the poem is good, but it is intercepted Ruan Lang return to fill in the words of a paragraph, and can not show the true level, moreover, he explains even better can not prove that this song farewell is his own ah. The age and the lyrics are also too inconsistent, not at all like.
Many people still classified Zhu Pingan’s lyric as someone else’s knife catching in their hearts.
Because of this thought, people were unwilling to let Zhu Pingan fish through the water like this, unwilling to let Zhou Xuezheng be deceived by this person.
Moreover, just now, many people had done their poems, but the limelight seemed to have been taken out by Zhu Pingan, and there were not many scholars and scholars who were willing to do so, but this was a good opportunity to perform in front of Zhou Xuezheng, Li Lao, Zhao Lao, and others.
So someone suggested, since it is a poetry meeting, why don’t we ask Zhou Xuezheng and others to come up with a topic, limited to poems, and choose the best works to be bound into a book, which is also considered to be a good memory for this poetry meeting.
Although there is no first martial arts no second, but everyone blood, who has no winning heart, and Tongcheng, Taihu and other counties of students obviously drunkenness is not wine. That person proposed just put forward, everyone on the group sentiment, have nodded and shouted.
Zhou Xuezheng is also happy to see this, slightly bowed his head and the side of Li Lao Zhao Lao and other people to discuss a few sentences, then set the title.
The topic is not difficult, but to write a new idea is not so easy.
“Winged Snow”
All the scholars heard about this topic and had happy faces, this topic was not unfamiliar to all of them, all of them were drumming up a momentum to write a good poem about snow to leave a good impression in front of Zhou Xuezheng and the others.
When Zhu Pingan heard that someone proposed to write a poem, he understood their intention, which was nothing more than to become famous and make a fool of themselves. The Qing Dynasty and the later generations of snow poems are not a few, they randomly take out a capital can let those people can not steal the chicken, busy work a complete, but he is now only a teenager, just now that send-off has let himself in the wind and waves, and then again, I am afraid that it will be roasted on the fire, too late, or do not want to.
Responsible for singing the poem of the beauty of the singer, only at this time precisely to get Zhu Pingan before the song of farewell, the first into the hand will be impatient to look up, a long time before returning to the mind, looked at the poem, and then glanced at the table of the young man!
At this time, all the scholars and scholars here have already written their poems, and their faces look pleased with themselves.
As usual, the poems were copied, names were put on them, and they were passed out to the crowd.
With the first one, there was a second one, and all the scholars were not willing to be left behind, sharing their snow poems to the crowd one after another.
From time to time at the poetry meeting, some students shared their own snow poems, among them there were good poems, there were also not so good level of trial, a snow poem passed to the hands of the crowd, whoever has any opinion on one of the poems can get up and speak out, with the crowd to comment on it.
Zhou Xuezheng and Li Lao Zhao Lao and others sat at the table, poetry with wine, whenever they saw a better snow poem, they would drink a mouthful of wine, whispered and laughed about a few sentences, and commented on it.
“Well, this one is considered to be a masterpiece of the sad cloud residual wax under the balcony, mixed with the Qiankun six out of the open. With the moon to present the colour of Switzerland, and flowers compete with the cold plum. The first time I saw the film, I saw the film, I saw the film, I saw the film. The company’s website is a great place to find out more about the company’s services, and it’s a great place to learn more about the company’s services, and it’s a great place to learn more about the company’s services.
Zhou Xuezheng drank a mouthful of wine, and exchanged and shared with Zhao Lao Li Lao next to him about this masterpiece he saw.
“Well, not bad, not bad, wide open yet not lacking in meticulousness, the moon colour and cold plums are all used, and there is no lack of using canon in between, not bad, I’m afraid that this poem is going to make a big splash today.” Elder Li looked at the Tongcheng Xia Luoming’s poem on snow handed over by Zhou Xuezheng and nodded with satisfaction,
At this time, the nearby Zhao Lao was twirling his whiskers and laughing, “Hahaha, don’t jump to conclusions too early, this poem in my hand is worse than all of you. Well, it is made by Wang Jin from Taihu Lake. The breeze shakes the trees in the garden, and the snow falls under the curtain. The snow falls down the curtains. The air is like a mist, and the steps are like flowers. I can’t see the spring willow, but only the white osmanthus branches. No one can tell me what I’m thinking of.”
Zhou Xuezheng and Li Lao and others heard, also all smiled, “Zhao Lao’s words are very true, we still wait and then make conclusions, but if there is no other masterpiece, today’s Ao Tou is afraid to choose from these two.”
When Xia Luoming from Tongcheng heard Zhou Xuezheng and the others’ comments on his poem on snow, he glanced at Zhu Pingan with a haughty look on his face.
On the contrary, the one from Taihu Lake, Wang Jin, did not have much of a reaction, laughing and talking with the others without changing his face.
Xia Luoming was quite disdainful of Zhu Pingan at this time, the crowd had almost finished writing, but Zhu Pingan still hadn’t written a word.
At Xia Luoming’s gesture, several students from Tongcheng County walked towards Zhu Pingan with their wine cups.
“Your Excellency, why haven’t you moved your pen yet?”
The scholar from Tongcheng County, mockingly looking at Zhu Pingan, asked loudly.
This voice drew all of everyone’s gazes over.
“I am not good at writing poems, and at this moment, I have only conceived of one line.” Zhu Pingan had a naive look on his face and honestly admitted that he had only come up with one line.
When the surrounding students heard this, they laughed out loud, “One line, after such a long time, you’ve only come up with one line!
Especially the ridicule of the scholars from Tongcheng, Taihu and other counties was even louder, the anticipation had been long overdue.
Haha, you fox finally revealed his tail, right.
That farewell poem just now was someone else catching the knife, right, otherwise why can’t you write it now when it’s just a simple poem about snow.
Zhou Xuezheng and the others also looked over, and unlike the other scholars, there was no ridicule in their eyes, instead there was some anticipation. That farewell poem, it couldn’t have been written by someone else, how could this kind of literary talent be willing to give a teenager a knife, not to mention that it wasn’t overheard from somewhere else, such a good poem would have been widely circulated as soon as it came out, so why hadn’t they heard about it until now. Therefore, they still have some expectations for Zhu Pingan.
“One line, just one line, write it out for everyone to see.” The scholars from Tongcheng and other counties coaxed.
“How can one line become a poem, better forget it.” Zhu Pingan shook his head.
“No harm, write it quickly.” The scholars from Tongcheng and other counties naturally wouldn’t count it out like that, they were still waiting for Zhu Pingan to make a fool of himself.
“Er, then I’ll improvise a few lines, please don’t be offended. It’s really only one sentence that’s acceptable to the eye, and I don’t mean to deceive everyone.” Zhu Pingan repeatedly emphasised to everyone before writing, saying in advance that he had only conceived one of the lines of his poem, and that the rest were improvised, and that he did not intend to deceive and tease everyone, in short, he was just saying hello in advance.
“Alright, write it quickly, we can’t wait.” The crowd was uninterested in what Zhu Pingan said, and urged them back and forth.
Under the urging of the crowd, Zhu Pingan began to put down his pen, and everyone gathered around to see what this A-list high talent who had conceived a sentence had written.
After the first sentence was written, the crowd couldn’t straighten up with laughter.
Only on the snow-white rice paper, this sentence appeared:
“One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces.”
Some good people read out this sentence of Zhu Pingan loudly, and then a cacophony of laughter: I go, you this is also a poem, one, two, three, four, you count it, aigoo, laughing heart ache. The next will not be five, six, seven, eight, right, no, laughing pain I also.
“This is just something I improvised, I didn’t conceive of this line.” Zhu Pingan faintly defended amidst the jeers of the crowd.
The crowd snorted at this, pull back, we are just improvising, it’s still a million times better than you.
“Quickly write the second sentence.” The crowd urged.
In the midst of the crowd’s urging and scoffing, Zhu Pingan wrote another sentence.
This time it was better, everyone’s laughter became louder, and a number of people had already laughed so hard that they couldn’t straighten their backs and couldn’t stop pounding their chests.
“Five slices, six slices, seven slices, eight slices, hahahahaha, you’re really chic at making up numbers, hahahaha”
Amidst the jeers of the crowd, Zhu Pingan’s voice seemed feeble, “I’m also making up the number of words here.”
Piecing together your sister ah piecing together, do you know how to write poetry ah, really laughing at me.
In the midst of the crowd’s ridicule, Zhu Pingan’s third verse was also written out.
“Thousands of pieces, thousands of pieces, countless pieces.”
The crowd was already powerless to spit, tears were coming out of their eyes as they laughed, and if they weren’t as readers, they would have rolled on the ground in laughter.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, counting up later doesn’t rhyme anymore, so they used ten million and countless, it’s really funny.
If you say that the song in front of you to send off is not someone else’s knife, who believe ah. The crowd was already laughing and thinking about how Zhou Xuezheng and the others were huffing and puffing, and how His Excellency the Prefecture was doing.
“Well, this next line is what I’ve conceived.” Zhu Pingan habitually reminded the crowd again before writing. ,
Write it quickly! The crowd laughed and urged.
I’ve warned you all, so don’t blame me for teasing you! And don’t lump me in with the Ruan Ji crowd.
“Flying into the reeds is always missing.”
After Zhu Pingan finished writing this sentence, that good person read it out loud again out of habit, after reading it the whole person reacted, this sentence seems to be different from the previous ones, and then the whole person became bad.
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Why is it that after the previous sentences, adding this sentence has a feeling of a finishing touch.
After Zhu Pingan finished writing the last line of the poem, everyone’s jeers once again came to an abrupt end.
The last line of the poem seemed to revitalise the entire poem.
Zhou Xuezheng, Elder Li, Elder Zhao and the others looked at each other, tonight’s ao dai poem seemed to be a difficult choice, yet it didn’t seem to be a difficult choice.
For a while, the Amazing Immortal Poetry Society was quiet.
