Chapter 794: One Poem, One City, One Love
The pen has true meaning, and the past and present are connected.
In the land of Jiangsu, which is rich in humanistic atmosphere, whether it is the northern Jiangsu with Chu rhyme and Han style, the beautiful central Jiangsu, or the vast south of the Yangtze River, there have been literati and poets wandering among the mountains and rivers, leaving poems to sing and express their feelings.
Not to mention a poem for each city, many places with outstanding people and beautiful scenery can also produce two or three classic works.
"Let me see what you wrote!"
Yu Wanwan picked up the poem written by Pu Tong. Although she had no literary attainments, she still had basic poetry appreciation ability. The real classic poems can be seen as different at a glance.
"The phoenix is flying on the Phoenix Tower, the phoenix leaves the tower and the river flows by itself."
Yu Wanwan naturally saw that this poem was about the Phoenix Tower in Jinling, and she subconsciously read it out. This sentence uses three words "Phoenix" in a row, but there is no repetition at all. The syllables flow quickly and read very beautifully.
After reading this first poem, she didn't want to read the following twelve poems. Even though she was a complete layman, she was shocked by the bookish atmosphere of this first poem...
"How is it?"
Pu Tong saw that she didn't speak, and thought that the poem "Climbing the Phoenix Tower in Jinling" by the poet Li Bai was a bit out of place, so he asked this question.
"How to describe it..." Yu Wanwan paused, "I feel that this poem should be at the level of the college entrance examination."
If it is in the college entrance examination, it means that it will be selected into the textbooks for middle school students. If a poem can be selected into the textbooks, then its gold content naturally needs no further explanation.
Yu Wanwan is not bragging, nor does she have the selfish intention of loving the whole house. Pu Tong's poem really gives her a different feeling.
Ancient poems, ancient poems, poems written by modern people, even if the rhythm and words are similar, the feeling they give people is ultimately very different from the ancient poems handed down.
But Pu Tong's poem has the real "ancient charm" of ancient poetry, as if it was really written by an ancient person...
She looked up at Pu Tong and wanted to ask him for clarification, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that this matter was meaningless.
There is no need to ask about his affairs.
"Maybe it will really be on the college entrance examination." Pu Tong paused and smiled: "Then you should recite it now, and you can also think of it as the first to get the moon."
Yu Wanwan pursed her lips. She just complimented him a few words, but this guy really took it seriously.
"You are also a well-known literary giant in China. Wouldn't it be better if I write about you directly in my composition..."
"Then I will make up a sentence and say that the famous poet Pu Tong once said it. After the exam, I will ask you to repeat it, so that you really said it."
What are you stuck with here?
"Then you should make it more impressive, otherwise I will lose face."
Yu Wanwan punched him in anger when she heard this. This guy really thinks he is a big shot? No matter how powerful he is outside, isn't he still hers at home?
"Xiao Tongzi, change my clothes for me."
You're still acting right now, right? Pu Tong immediately took action with a sly smile, and took off the clothes of his girlfriend in a few seconds.
During the special period, you can't cross the line, but it's not a problem to take action.
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The next day, Pu Tong handed the thirteen poems to the Jianghuai Provincial Bureau of Culture and Tourism as scheduled, so that they can use them for publicity.
Pu Tong gave it casually, but the bureau was shocked. Even though they were well prepared, they still couldn't accept the thirteen poems when they appeared in front of everyone.
These are thirteen ancient poems, and they are ancient poems written based on the thirteen cities in Sudi. Not only are the themes different, but the styles are also different. How can they not be shocked?
"Teacher Liang, look at this..."
Since it is a publicity, these thirteen poems are naturally to be released for everyone to see, so before publishing, they need to "test the goods".
It's not that they don't trust Pu Tong. The provincial cultural and tourism bureau must be more rigorous in the copywriting and content of publicity, which is responsible to the masses.
As laymen, they naturally couldn't tell the level of these thirteen poems, so they specially invited an expert in this field.
The bald old man called Mr. Liang rubbed his hands excitedly. For a literati, is there anything more attractive than appreciating excellent works?
The first poem was about the Phoenix Tower in Jinling. This opening sentence shocked him.
There used to be a phoenix on the Phoenix Tower, but now the tower is empty and only the river is still flowing... It is obviously a description of the scenery, but the words always reveal the melancholy and sorrow of things and people.
Just from this one poem, Liang Zhan realized one thing - Pu Tong's skill is beyond his reach.
He had long forgotten that he was responsible for reviewing the manuscripts, and just wanted to appreciate these thirteen poems. As for the evaluation, is he qualified to evaluate?
The second poem was about Suzhou. Pu Tong wrote about the Hanshan Temple in Gusu City. He chose the poem "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge".
The value of this poem is beyond words. This short seven-character regulated verse is praised by the world for its reasonable structural arrangement of dense and sparse pictures and the tragic character of the poem's inner meaning.
The scene described by the sentence "The moon sets, the crows cry, and the frost fills the sky. The maple trees on the river bank and the fishing boats in the river are facing the sorrowful sleep" is so beautiful that even if you have never seen it, you can only feel that you are in it.
The scene in the sky changes from black to bright. The sun has not risen yet, and the sky is silver. The maple trees on the river bank and the fishing boats in the river echo each other on the left and right. At the same time, the maple leaves and the fishing fires are red from a distance, and there are lights on the fishing boats, which means that the people on the boats have not fallen asleep yet, so they are "facing the sorrowful sleep".
After reading the second poem, he was completely stunned. He stood there for a long time without coming back to his senses. If it weren't for the people around him asking him how he felt, he would have been trapped.
Pu Tong's poem is poisonous. For those of them who understand poetry, it is even more poisonous and cannot be touched at all...
"Teacher, what do you think?"
The people from the Cultural and Tourism Bureau saw that he just looked at it without saying anything, and thought that there was something wrong with these poems. It shouldn't be, because these songs look beautiful...
"I feel that you are lucky."
This is Liang Zhan's only thought at the moment. Any of these thirteen poems is a king bomb, and they are all works that can make the Poetry Association tremble.
Who would have thought that Pu Tong would take out thirteen poems at once just to promote cultural tourism. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sledgehammer to kill a chicken.
But he took a closer look at these thirteen poems, and felt that these poems born from thirteen cities were so contradictory and unified. If they were taken out separately, perhaps the cultural atmosphere would be worse.
It is precisely because of the strong cultural atmosphere here that the appearance of these thirteen poems is a natural result. If this opportunity is missed, it will be inferior.
"One poem, one city, one wind and moon, it is worthy of Pu Tong!"
Liang Zhan only felt that this breath was extremely comfortable, and then he left with a big laugh, without any intention of explaining more.
Great, no need to say more!