It was said that he was only relieved, but Liu Acheng still waited for the documents to dry, then sealed them in a cowhide bag with his own hands, and handed them over to the leader Wang Family Slave Retainers, explaining the importance and asking the other party to bring Wang Residence back immediately, and deliver it to Lady Xi first.
Only then did I belatedly enter the corridor whose entrance was blocked by a clump of bamboo.
After what happened in the morning, especially the episode that just happened, many celebrities here already know Liu Acheng. Therefore, as soon as the young man sat down opposite Xi Chao father and son, next to the two Princes and Dukes sons, there was no need for Elder Gao to shout, and Sun Chuo came to embarrass him:
"That Northern Migrants boy, South of the Yangtze the new Zhou Gongjin, since you are late, you must accept your punishment... Can you compose a poem? Let's listen to one first!"
In fact, this is really not an embarrassment. According to the atmosphere and the identity gap between the two parties, it is just a shame.
And Liu Acheng responded very quickly. He took down the wine jug and a large glass from the high platform set up in the corridor behind him, poured a full glass, then stood up and drank it all in public, then wiped his lips and sat back down.
This is to directly accept the punishment according to the rules of Floating Cups Along the Winding Stream.
Sun Chuo saw this and immediately threw away his hands impatiently. "I knew you were clueless."
In this regard, Liu Acheng just gave it up repeatedly. He just didn't know anything about it.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help laughing and continued talking excitedly.
Besides, since Liu Acheng has made serious preparations, Private Purification Ceremony's core Floating Cups Along the Winding Stream is naturally ready for everything. Even the large wine cup used for the flowing wine cup has ten spares, and has been tested in the water flow one after another. The edge of the curved water in the middle of the corridor is also deliberately bumped to ensure that it has the opportunity to stop frankly.
As for the high platform behind them, there are also wine pots, wine glasses, pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Although we can only eat a little loquat at this time of the year, we have done our best to store dried dates and other things that have been stored in the winter. Everyone even has a Cushion on the waist for easy lying down.
Including lush forests and bamboos, Pure Stream rapids, that is the original appearance of this place, Liu Acheng not even a single bamboo dares to be touched.
However, even if they are so well prepared, these people can still get into various arguments when they come up. For example, before Liu Acheng took his seat, the topic of debate was whether he should continue playing music? Or let prostitutes and attendants come up to serve him?
In the end, Sun Chuo ended the topic. He insisted that although his grandfather (Sun Chu) was not one of Twenty-Four Friends of Golden Valley Garden, he had friendship with Shi Chong, a core member of the latter group and the owner of Golden Valley Garden. He said that although those people were extremely luxurious, when it came time for Floating Cups Along the Winding Stream to collect poems, they would not let any beauty or music disturb them... Even if there was a record that there were beautiful prostitutes singing and dancing that day, it was the evening show that started after finishing the poem collection.
Everyone didn't know whether what he said was true or not, but they finally obeyed him, kicked out all the people who were serving him, and gave up the music.
Then there was the episode where Sun Chuo saw Liu Acheng take a seat.
But after everyone was ready, they still couldn't stop. Then someone came to argue, and they were discussing whether there should be a "guaranteed wine cup." That is, in order to ensure the success of the collection of poems, should we assume that everyone has a cup of wine in front of them at one time?
In this matter, Sun Chuo, as always, wanted to talk about his own grandfather, saying that there were no such rules, and hurriedly drank, but he was attacked by a group of people.
Just think about it and you'll know, Twenty-Four Friends of Golden Valley Garden, first of all, is it half a political group? They gather intensively outside Luoyang city all day long. I don't know how many times they have gathered. If they haven't, there won't be any. You only meet once when you cross the river in decades, and there are still sixty-three people. What if someone has a good poem and doesn't get his turn?
Can you Sun Xinggong be responsible?
Even Xi Yin has something to say. This ritual of drinking wine is what you Sun Xinggong just taught. It is modeled after the emperor's boat trip in the third month to ward off evil. If someone never gets his turn, wouldn't that person suffer misfortune?
Sun Chuo was shocked when he said this.
As a result, even with his special status in this celebrity group, he was in a state of embarrassment. He had no choice but to admit his mistake honestly and imitate Liu Acheng's example. He got up and drank a large glass of wine in public. As a result, he drank so hard that Flower Garland almost dropped his head. Fortunately, his son Sun Asi caught him.
It made everyone laugh repeatedly.
In short, before the Floating Cups Along the Winding Stream ceremony officially started, some people were spitting, some were lying barefoot on their sides, some were leisurely and contented, and some were inexplicably nervous. One was holding a Dust-Tail Fan, the other was wearing a Crane Cloak, holding a bamboo fan on the left, and knocking on the stone slab on the right. There were more than a dozen people who drank a few large glasses of wine in advance for various strange reasons, and almost everyone was eager to try and couldn't hide their excitement.
The atmosphere is great.
Liu Acheng watched with cold eyes. In addition, he has been focusing on this project these days, so he knows a lot about the whole story, but he has already awakened in his heart.
Without him, Floating Cups Along the Winding Stream is a conjugated idea with Wang Xizhi, but in fact it still has its source, which is the meeting of Golden Valley Garden that these people have repeatedly mentioned.
That's right, when people live, they will inevitably look back to the traditional for peace of mind.
To be specific about this tradition, since the rise of metaphysics, the first generation of celebrities is naturally Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove represented by Ji Kang. The reason why these people are arranged together, let alone other meanings, is that at least there is one person who "regularly meets with Shanyang" "Under the Bamboo Forest", in addition, both Ji Kang and Ruan Ji can be regarded as leaving behind masterpieces. Liu Ling also has poems, and Xiang Xiu also has the annotation "Zhuangzi".
As for the second generation celebrities, they are naturally the Twenty-Four Friends of Jinguyuan. Although these people cultivate literature through politics and most of the literati engage in political speculation, on the one hand, they also have Jinguyuan Liushangqushui writing poetry collections, and on the other hand, there are also many people among them who have real materials.
Liu Kun was vain in his early years, but after experiencing the North's downfall and half his life's struggle, before his death, "He Yibai made steel and turned it into soft fingers", which is enough to be passed down to the world, even Liu Acheng When people of this level saw the last line of this poem at Xi Chao's house and knew that Liu Kun gave it to Lu Gu's grandfather, they felt as if history was really by their side.
Among them, Zuo Si is also remarkable. The poems "Rhapsody on the Three Capitals" and "Poems on History" are enough to establish his Literature historical status.
In addition, anything the Two Lus or Three Zhangs can be regarded as having Literary Talent or poetry handed down.
Therefore, after the time traveler learned this from Xi Chao, he already realized the importance of this Orchid Pavilion Collection meeting and Floating Cups Along the Winding Stream: since crossing the river, the political and public opinion status of celebrities have been further improved, and they have begun to talk about mysteries and Daoism. It has become the mainstream, and even if you want to improve your family status, the important channel is to become a celebrity. The Huan family and Xie Family have this process. As a result, these South of the Yangtze celebrities have been updated twice, but they have never achieved the achievements of their predecessors and completely established their own status.
What achievement?
The first thing is to have a serious gathering. Without a gathering, there will be no collective authority certification. The Eight Accomplished Men of South of the Yangtze and the Four Friends are all self-promoted and forcibly created, and they are not enough to pass down the history and enhance the reputation.
Secondly, there must be serious Literature and philosophical achievements passed down to the world.
The reason why the Orchid Pavilion Collection meeting in history has been passed down through the ages is that this incident completed these two indicators in one fell swoop:
One is to have a list that includes Wang Xizhi, Xie An, Sun Chuo, Xu Xun and other mainstream celebrities at the time; the other is "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection".
Back to the present, this is why all the celebrities present are so excited. Of course they know that they are imitating Golden Valley Garden and the Bamboo Forest to hold a gathering, and they know that there are literary scholars of this era gathered here, and it is very likely that a great work will be produced.
They are likely to become famous at that time and pass down their poems to future generations.
This is probably the original meaning of "Although the world is different and things are different, we are still happy and unified."
This is also the reason why people like Sun Chuo didn't even move hamsters and came here like flying. Because according to his description, his grandfather probably knew the essence and connotation of such things at that time, so he also knew that even if he had the name of Wenzong, he needed to be certified by this kind of meeting, instead of him being the one to certify this meeting!
Thinking of this, Liu Acheng felt more and more guilty. He was quite honest before, but now facing this atmosphere, he still couldn't help but think about that problem. What if he really destroyed "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection" by doing this?
What else do these Eastern Jin celebrities have besides "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection"?
It seems that we still have to try our best to help Mr. Wang do it a few more times and try to give the other party a chance to perform.
As he continued to think about it, he became confused again. This "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection" has been famous throughout the ages. It will force me to recite it fluently fifteen or six hundred years later. It vividly reflects the philosophical thoughts and literary and artistic achievements of this era, but what about "Orchid Pavilion Collection" itself?
Even if the original Orchid Pavilion Collection doesn't have so many people, there must be a collection of poems, right?
Could it be that the level of "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection" is too high, and combined with Sage of Calligraphy's highest achievement in cursive script, naturally no one cares about this poetry collection?
While I was thinking wildly, the rules were finally settled over there.
First Floating Cups Along the Winding Stream two rounds, whoever the drink comes to will be counted as his. It cannot be repeated. Even if someone has already had a drink or a chant, then just continue to push the drink. After two rounds, everyone will be considered as a group to win the drink, and they can write poems or poems together. After that, as long as the setting sun is as high as a palm high before sunset, we can continue to drink wine if we have time. If there is no one else, we will end it directly. We will take a boat together and throw Flower Garland off our heads, so that today's business, both public and private, will end perfectly.
And in order to ensure smoothness, short poems are allowed to be written during the drinking, that is, four or eight sentences, or four sentences of five words. Juniors under the age of 20 can even pass the test with four words and four sentences. As for those who want to make long poems, they can take their time when the group composes poems in the middle. In addition, discussion of taboos is not allowed today. Anyone who accuses others of their ancestors' taboos will be kicked out immediately!
In other words, everyone is guaranteed one chance, and at most two chances. Those who are capable can specialize in writing long poems, and those who are not capable will do their best to reduce the difficulty so that everyone can fool through as much as possible.
This method was interesting and did not delay the ceremony, nor did it delay the production and time of the poems. Everyone had no objections and shouted to start.
Among them, Xie Anshi shouted loudest.
So, Wang Xizhi, who was sitting at the highest position in the corridor, did his part and fetched a large glass specially used for drinking. As a result, he poured too much wine the first time and it sank to the bottom, which attracted everyone's criticism. He himself was forced to take his own glass from behind him first, punished him with a glass, and then drink again.
This time, with experience, the wine glass slowly flowed down the corridor, passing several people including Wang Xizhi, and then stopped first in front of Monk Zhi Daolin.
All the celebrities were shocked and asked Zhi Daolin to drink wine and compose poems.
Zhi Daolin naturally would not pretend to be an eminent monk in such an atmosphere. He took out his wine glass and did not engage in any drama of drinking too much. He drank it all on the spot and then thought about it.
Sun Chuo took the lead and everyone high-fived, but they were actually counting down to thirty.
Zhi Daolin seemed to have something in mind, but after counting twenty, he shouted, "I have it!"
Everyone held their breath and looked at each other, while this ugly young monk slowly began to recite. "Not a stranger from this land, far from being a foreign minister. There is no virtue in being indifferent, and being solitary and mysterious has its own truth."
As soon as the words fell, everyone yelled randomly, saying it was excellent. Even Xi Chao, who was obviously in a low mood today, nodded slightly with emotion.
Of course Liu Acheng was there to applaud, and said yes loudly, and even his hands turned red... but he was a little confused in his heart. How is this different from the philosophical verses of later generations Buddhism monks who are not Literature popular? Is this considered good? What is the content of this? Are there any good words and sentences? Are there even any memory points?
Could it be that he respects him as a monk? He is the first to start, so there is no need to worry about Literature?
Monk Zhi Daolin made a good start. He turned around and took the wine flask behind him, poured it into the big glass again, put it in front of him, pushed it down, and quickly turned around to record his poems as requested. After scribbling, he stood up and walked around, hand-delivering it to Wang Xizhi at the top.
When I picked up the top song Wang Xizhi, I couldn't help but shake my head and seemed to recite it again, as if it was some extraordinary poem.
Watching Liu Acheng was so frightening.
Especially Xie Wan, the second winner, couldn't make it at the end of the countdown and had to drink for free. Wang Xizhi lowered his head and looked at it a second time, as if it were a treasure.
Fortunately, after Xie Wan finished drinking, his brother Xie An jumped up and asked his younger brother to take off the eye-catching and hot Crane Cloak as punishment, causing a scene, otherwise Wang Jiang Province would have to watch it again.
Xie Wan was teased and raped by his own brother, Crimson Crane Cloak. Even his brother-in-law, Wang Tanzhi, who was opposite him, pointed at him and laughed. He was so frustrated that his face turned red. He repeatedly said that he would definitely be able to complete this poem when they wrote poems together later.
But no one paid attention to him.
Because soon, his brother Xie An also won the lottery, so Xie Wan quickly took the lead in counting down. When the countdown was completed, Xie An immediately shouted, "It's done!"
Everyone held their breath again.
"Senior Master Yixi, I have a spring outing. I agree with these words and express my pride in Linqiu..." Xie An came to speak boldly, but he only said sixteen words and then got stuck.
According to the previous rules, this was only half a poem. Everyone was speechless and criticized, you are really the same as your brother.
Xie An had no choice but to admit defeat, imitate his brother's words, and make up for it later when the group composes poems... Then he took the initiative to punish him with half a glass of wine, which attracted people to scold him, so he had to punish him with a full glass of wine. Then he sat back and copied his half of the poem first, but without any hesitation, he opened his shirt and let the wind in.
Liu Acheng has nothing to say at this time, because he already knew that although Xie An has a great reputation and is even the only historical celebrity here who can compete with Wang Xizhi, Literature is really I have never heard of the name, and if I really want to comment on Literature, he has seen it before. I listened to his lectures at Xie Residence before, and I felt that he was full of craftsmanship and did not have the transparency of writing of Literature celebrities.
It's really not as good as his niece's "Wei Ruo Willow Catkins Rising on the Wind".
However, as time went by, Xu Fengzhi, Yu Yun, Cao Maozhi, Gao Rou, including Wang Tanzhi, Wang Ningzhi, successively made up the number poems... Among them, Wang Ningzhi must be in advance After getting ready, he directly recited a five-character poem that still left Liu Acheng at a loss... After Xi Yin, Wei Pang, and Sun Asi were forced to drink alcohol in turn, Liu Chang finally arrived at Sun Chuo, who was known as the Wenzong of the time, in an increasingly high atmosphere.
At this time, everyone, including Liu Acheng, almost had huge expectations.
And Sun Chuo really lived up to expectations, but after counting down to ten, he shouted loudly, stepped directly into the flowing water with one bare foot, and then held the big glass and chanted:
"When the spring chant comes on stage, it also has its flow.
I am thinking about cutting down the trees, and I am protecting this good couple.
Build a marsh with bamboo shades and a hill with swirling green leaves.
The rapids passing through the pond connect the boat to its source."
Everyone cheered, and Sun Chuo himself was very satisfied. After turning around and asking his son Sun Asi to help pour wine and copy, he simply ignored the rules and directly took the wine and drank a large glass. After cheering, he pulled off his upper body clothes in public, and even the inner suspenders fell to both sides, revealing his white arms and two points. Then he lay down with a red face, and the water on his feet was still dripping.
With this look, I don't know whether it's because the performance has reached a state of perfection or because I'm so happy that I got what I wanted, and then completely lost control, showing off my celebrity style.
Of course, Liu Acheng finally couldn't control his doubts at this time - just, that's it?!
How is this better than the previous mantras and Buddhism gathas? Aren't you the Wen Zong of the world?!
To be fair, there was no reason why Liu Acheng was so confused. What he didn't know was that he was actually deceived by those high-level online articles of later generations.
You must know that time-travel writing on the Internet has also developed in later generations. It was popular to copy poems at first, but then it gradually became more iterative, and some people discovered that many poems cannot be copied. Without the artistic conception and atmosphere, the allusions are often wrong. Therefore, those high-level Internet articles before Liu Acheng's time-traveling were not allowed to copy poems, and whoever copied them would be embarrassed.
Therefore, except for the truly inspired "There are tens of thousands of mansions in Guangzhou", the time traveler really does not dare to copy a single word, for fear that something will go wrong and someone will recognize that you are not a serious nobleman.
This is also true, because when it comes to pretending to be a lower-class nobleman, it is safer to pretend to be illiterate than to copy poetry and pretend to be a romantic.
You can see it by looking at Liu Huzi.
So when it came to this Orchid Pavilion Collection meeting specifically, knowing that it was a grand event that would be passed down through the ages, Liu Acheng didn't even dare to copy a single word, for fear of being embarrassed a thousand years later, so he decided that today would be a penalty for drinking. Is there anything wrong with that?
At this point, the goal has been achieved, and there are no desires or desires.
However, what he didn't know was that the era he traveled through was probably the most appropriate era for copying poetry in China for thousands of years.
There are two reasons.
In the future, it will be the era of the explosion of poetry. Tang Poetry will push poetry to the climax of China poetry. And in this case, many things have already had their prototypes, such as the previous three Cao, Seven Scholars of Jian’an, including Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, including Golden Valley Garden, and the later Tao Yuanming, which returns to its original nature, has a clear and clear hair, and the boldness of Bao Zhao.
Therefore, as long as there are no mistakes in the allusions, it will not be a big problem if the allusions include any landscape, pastoral, history, boldness, elegance, four-character, five-character, or seven-character allusions.
The second reason is Liu Acheng's so-called "eyesightedness" today.
Because of "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection" and the great poets before and after this era, he thought that the China poetry of this era was also very high-level... This view is completely wrong.
In fact, later generations, whether historians or literary historians, whether ancient people from the medieval era or modern people after industrialization, were surprised to find that these few decades were probably the lowest point of poetry in Chinese history.
Except for those Yuefu Long Poems of an uncertain era, which actually should and are not of this era, it does not have a single masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation.
It may be an exaggeration to say this, but to be more specific, in this era, these celebrities in front of us are Wang Xizhi, Xie An, Sun Chuo, and Individuals such as Xu Xun and Monk Zhi Daolin may also be added to Huan Wen and his group of people. They and their poems have an academic name, called Metaphysical Poetry.
The so-called Metaphysical Poetry is simply a thing that this group of people got mad at talking about Daoism and directly copied the words from classics such as "Zhuangzi". In other words, what Liu Acheng saw were like Daoist gathas, mantras, and limericks, but they were just specially made use of Daoist metaphysics.
It will be judged by later generations that Metaphysical Poetry is "exaggerated and indifferent", which is exactly how the time traveler feels now... This is really not because his Liu Acheng aesthetic level cannot keep up.
Even the very close "Selections of Refined Literature" from the Northern and Southern Dynasties period specifically abandoned Metaphysical Poetry, retaining only sporadic poems and prefaces from this period.
The only positive comment that many Literature historians have on Metaphysical Poetry is that this thing gave birth to later landscape poems and pastoral poems... But it is hard to say whether it gave birth to it in a positive way or in a negative way.
Just when Liu Acheng was in a daze, the second round of Floating Cups Along the Winding Stream had already begun. In an increasingly happy atmosphere, the flute actually floated in front of Xi Chao on the opposite side, then spun around and crashed back to Liu Acheng, where it got stuck in the specially reserved gap.
No matter what happened, we had to go through the motions first. Liu Acheng stood up and first picked up the large glass that countless gentlemen had licked. He tried his best to find a corner that seemed to be relatively dry. He drank the wine in the flowing glass in one gulp and then felt a little dizzy.
After all, I had already been fined a large drink before.
He tried to cheer up, and when he looked around, he saw that the surroundings were obviously in chaos. Many people were already wild and the originally neat countdown was also a lot messy. What left him speechless was that Wang Tanzhi didn't know if he had drunk too much, so he jumped up barefoot, laughing and pointing at himself for the countdown.
This immediately made Liu Acheng angry.
In addition, after listening to the dull and mysterious words for a long time, I couldn't help but feel a little rash. You just recited four jingles, how dare you pretend to be like me?
As soon as he thought about it, he actually forgot about the taboo of time travellers, and tried hard not to think of allusions, but to think of a poem that only imitated these people's philosophy of landscape... That's right, he was going to copy the poem!
But in a hurry, how can you easily think of something that matches the current scene?
He can only admit defeat.
However, just as the countdown ended and he turned around to pour the wine, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Mirror Lake in the distance. His heart moved slightly and he remembered a poem. He thought to himself that it was better than the jingle of Wang Tanzhi. Then he turned back and shouted loudly:
"Yes!"
Everyone, both high and low, was astonished.
"A Hundred-Li Lake Opens Like a Mirror, Sky Light and Cloud Shadows Drift Together."
At this time, Liu Acheng had pointed to Mirror Lake not far away and recited the first two sentences. But here, he shook his body, pointed to Orchid Pavilion Brook injected with Mirror Lake at his side, pointed from the side to the mountain, and continued to chant. "How Can the Water Be So Clear? Because Living Water Flows from Its Source."
The surroundings continued to remain quite quiet, because most people thought that this guy was just making up the numbers, and they didn't expect that he really had a poem.
Secondly, what Liu Acheng himself doesn't know is that most of the people here are like him, and they don't know whether the poem is good or bad, but they can all detect that the style of the poem seems to be different from others, but it also seems to be a bit ancient, so they dare not comment without permission, and are all waiting for the beginning of the Wenzong present.
In the silence, even Xi Chao opposite him glared at Liu Acheng.
The young man felt guilty for a while, but he instinctively thought of the question. Is it possible that Seven-Character Poem is not there yet? Did he do the big split? But it seems that he has it, right?
In the midst of doubts, Sun Chuo over there suddenly swallowed his saliva, and then saliva flew everywhere. He spoke with certainty, but seemed extremely disdainful:
"Liu Acheng, you have been with Beidi for a long time, it is normal to learn Emperor Wen of Wei's seven-character format, borrow the North Hu Feng's simplicity, and I can understand it. But after all, you have learned Qiyan wrongly. If Qiyan cannot be a long piece, it is just a short piece. What's more, nowadays, South of the Yangtze is all talking about metaphysics. If you can't integrate it, your future poetry will be poor. It can only be regarded as second-rate like this poem! And you yourself cannot be as charming as South of the Yangtze! Don't you see, with Liu Yueshi's experience, you still want to talk about Lao and Zhuang in the poem Of course, according to Xie Anshi, your ambition is still in the north, and being able to write such a poem is considered to be in line with your original intention! Today, I allow you to be the living water of the sky, light, clouds and shadows! No need to punish you!"
It turns out to be a second-rate seven-character simple poem based on Emperor Wen of Wei! As for the living water, it is self-proclaimed, the hundred-mile long lake refers to South of the Yangtze with Mirror Lake, and the sky light and cloud shadow refers to the famous people here, but it means that everyone must accept him to come in so that the South of the Yangtze trend can continue!
Everyone woke up and praised him repeatedly, and Gao Rou even clapped and laughed. After all, they also knew that the so-called four-character poems of the young people who had written poems in the past were second-rate, or even third-rate, or inferior to Metaphysical Poetry.
The new arrivals Zhou Yu and Liu Kun are also second-rate. Their poems are also quite interesting. The atmosphere is so good, so naturally I have to praise them!
Even after Wang Tanzhi sat down honestly, he couldn't help but take another look at Liu Acheng, thinking to himself, at this young age, not only can he kill people, but he can also write second-rate poems? Although he is a Northern Migrants, but he can be cited by Xi Jiabin as his Zhou Yu, he still has a lot of talent.
Could it be that as Xie Eastern Mountain said, this is Liu Yueshi and his ilk?
On the other side, Liu Acheng, who had passed the test in a daze, sat down in a daze, put down his drink, and then asked Xi Chao in a low voice, "Jiabin, why did you stare at me just now?"
"You violated my grandfather's taboo." Xi Chao was speechless. "Change that word back to mirror!"
The young man just reacted, didn't he?
They could only apologize to Xi and his son repeatedly, but Xi Yin, who was in a very good mood, was instead generous and said bluntly on the spot, "I told you, no matter what taboos you have today, it is rare for you to have the quick wit to write a second-rate poem. My face is also proud of it."
Liu Acheng naturally nodded repeatedly, and turned around to change it to "A Hundred Miles Long Lake Opens in a Mirror" for transcription, but he couldn't help but think about whether this second-rate poem that passed the test was high or low? And it's still the same question, why do the poems of these South of the Yangtze celebrities, including the so-called Wenzong's poems, all look like that?
Can this Orchid Pavilion Collection club still be famous throughout the ages?
-------I don't know what the hell the dividing line looks like-------
Poem of Gazing Across the Lofty Heights, look at the high forest. The green radish shades the Xiu, and the bamboo crowns are tall and clear. The valley stream is clear, and the drums are singing. The calyx is moist, and the flying mist is cloudy.
-- "Orchid Pavilion Poem I".Xie Wan
Si Ming rolls the Yin flag, and the Jumang Shu Yangjing. The spiritual liquid is covered by nine areas, and the light fan is bright. The green forest shines with mixed flowers, and the red flower sprouts new stems. The flying birds caress the Han, and the leaping scales leap into the clear cold.
-- "Orchid Pavilion Poem II".Xie Wan
"Yongjia At that time, there was a little talk, and there were few articles at that time. I didn't understand the words, but they were bland and tasteless. When it came to Jiangbiao, it was still passed down in Weibo. Sun Chuo, Xu Xun, Xie, and Yu's poems were all ordinary and similar to moral theory, and the Jian'an style was exhausted. And Duke Huan Northern Expedition, Emperor Taizu rises, Literati has gained great insights, the husband's words are in the ears and eyes, and the feelings are expressed in all the world. Gradually, the words have been exhausted but the meaning is more than enough. It can be said to be a reversal."--"Preface to The Classification of Poets". Qi. Zhong Rong