Data Storm of Martial Arts

There are eight sentences in total, and every two sentences form a couplet, which can be divided into four couplets, namely, the first couplet, the jaw couplet, the neck couplet and the tail couplet.Among them, the jaw couplet and the neck couplet must be confronted.

It is required that the last sentence of each couplet must rhyme, and the first sentence of the whole poem may or may not rhyme.

All sentences that do not rhyme must end with a hump.

The so-called oblique tones are the last three of the four tones of Ping, Shang, Qu, and Ru in the pronunciation of ancient poems.

Extended to Mandarin, the first and second tones are flat, and the third and fourth tones are flat.

Each couplet is a pair of sentences, the middle of a sentence alternates with flat and flat, and the middle of a pair of sentences is opposite. Where the previous sentence uses a flat tone, the next sentence must use a flat tone.

For example: flat, flat, flat, flat.

Or: mediocre, mediocre, mediocre, mediocre.

These are all available.

Some less important places, such as the first character of each sentence and the third character in some cases, can be slightly relaxed, and can be flat or flat. The rest of the positions are strictly restricted. law.

Finally, there is also a requirement to "stick to".That is to say, between the two couplets, the last sentence of the previous couplet and the first sentence of the next couplet, the level of the second and fourth characters must be the same.

In addition, there are obsessive sentences, obsessive rescue, etc. These are a little more complicated, and I can't explain them clearly for a while, and the abbot only mentioned them a little bit, but didn't elaborate.

Fang Yuan waited for the abbot to finish his explanation, then looked at the crowd: "Do you still need me to explain it more clearly?"

Many people shook their heads.They just haven't studied the rhythm of poetry, and once someone tells them, they won't understand it.

Looking at it now, Qi Yi's poems do have many rhythms, for example...

Just don't give an example. —too many to lift!

Even beginners in poetry should not make so many mistakes!

Doesn't Qi Yi know that there is a rhythm in his poem?

He really didn't know that he asked a friend to help write this.It is not easy to get together five to eighty or forty characters.

As for the meter, that friend, like him, half-understands it. It’s okay to imitate some ancient poems and write a few lines, but it’s obviously embarrassing for them to create a whole poem.

Qi Ruyun was dissatisfied: "Fang Yuan, anyone can say it, but it's not easy to do it. It's not easy to say a word? It's the so-called 'It's not hard to see people's burdens'!"

Everyone else said it all.

Someone said: "If you have the surname Fang, write an article if you have the ability, let us all take a look!"

Some people also said: "You can only talk but not practice, fake moves!"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "As I said, I only know a little bit about writing poems. However, if it's this kind of messy poem, it's not difficult to make up a few sentences."

Go forward, pick up a pen and write.Lines of Wang Xizhi's cursive script emerge from his pen!

While writing, someone reads:

"Poems become wine and the sky will be dusk, and the flowers will not bloom before the snow falls.

The shadow of the setting sun dissipates with sorrow, and the sound of Yaoqin moves the jade man.

The sound of the piano and the shadow of the sun can be recalled, and the autumn colors are shining on the terrace.

The red leaf mountain lives in the thick fog, and the maple forest path is covered with moss.

Young children are old in the world, and when they meet each other, their thoughts fly away.

Why does the iron blood need a frost blade test, the loyalty should not let the dust fall.

The old man Fang regrets his temples like snow, and the years are silently pushed back and destroyed.

The rags still think of their parents, who can condemn this loneliness and sadness?

Who will wake up from the residual dream in the rivers and lakes?How many times have you been in the wind and rain?

Even after being famous for thousands of years, how can he stop the cup of loneliness?

Floating clouds and dreams wake up to the blue sky, and today I can be pregnant forever.

Leave it to him to scold with a smile, the Aohan chrysanthemum leaves will grow even more luxuriant! "

After the poem was completed, Fang Yuan turned around and sat down.

He is a little melancholy.

The parents are still here, but the son is far away!

Everyone in the arena was shocked!

Even people who don't understand poetry can see some tricks: Fang Yuan's hand is definitely better than Qi Yi.

Even Mo Youzhu was staring at this poem obsessively.

Fang Yuan is really talented!How can those self-proclaimed romantic princes in Jinling compare with him?

Suddenly, her heart moved: "Jade man"...are you referring to me?Her pretty face blushed involuntarily, and her eyes blurred.

Tie Chengyang laughed "hehe" and said, "The one named Fang has a hand! This poem is well written! ——There are many words."

"puff"!Everyone who heard this sentence almost vomited blood: more words are better?If you don't understand, you don't understand, don't pretend to understand!

Hong Dali shook his head and sighed: "There are also talents in Liaodong!"

Some people gathered around Fang Yuan's impromptu masterpiece, discussing it.

To be honest, many people don't understand poems very well, and don't know how to judge the quality of poems, but Fang Yuan's poems are easy to read, and the content seems to have more profound meaning.

However, there are still a few people who know more, and they are more convinced.

Fang Yuan is worthy of being the literary master of the White Mansion, his literary talent is definitely not a thing of the past!

Qi Yi's move was a little reckless, and he ran into his strengths!

Just looking at the handwriting, many people are already astonished, and the content is even more amazing: this artistic conception, this wording, this layout... are almost catching up with those famous artists, okay?

Moreover, they read it several times, but they couldn't pick out the rhythm.Except for some less important positions, most of the characters meet the requirements of flatness!

Shi Bugai was also looking at it, he was really illiterate, so he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

Bai Qiqi's big eyes flashed suddenly: "Teacher, you are really good! Why can't you be troubled by anything?" She almost threw herself on the ground.

Fang Yuan said modestly: "Actually, my writing is also very average, it all depends on my peers to set it off!"

puff!

Qi Yi almost bleeds to death!

Chapter 90 When did I say that what I wrote was a verse?

The expression on Qi Yi's face was wonderful.

He originally wanted to pretend to be aggressive, to make a good impression in front of Mo Youzhu, but it turned out to be a foil to Fang Yuan!

He felt a deep frustration. Compared with others, his "masterpieces" fell behind in terms of artistic conception, connotation, and sentiment.

He can deceive others, but he cannot deceive himself!

Not to mention the metrical problem!

How could this Fang Yuan be so strong?How can he know everything?

Is there any reason for this?ah?Who will rule him?

Shi Bugai was dying: "Abbot, come and take a look, is there anything that is not in line with the rhythm?"

The abbot said: "There are slight blemishes on the plain, but it's harmless, but..."

Shi Bugai was overjoyed: "But what?"

Fang Yuan interjected: "But this is not a regulated poem, a normal regulated poem only has eight lines, but this one is too many, it is not a rhythmic line, although the lined line can exceed eight lines, but it also requires that apart from the first line and the last line, there must be a confrontation , and this battle is not strict."

Shi Bukai was about to speak, Fang Yuan rolled his eyes at him: "However, when did I say that I wrote verses?"

After that, ignore him.

Shen Hao was picky: "Fang Yuan, the first line of your poem should not be a scene? Where is the snow?"

Before Fang Yuan could speak, Zhao Xiaoxuan said, "Look over there, when the wind blows, there are sweet-scented osmanthus flying all over the sky, isn't it like snowflakes falling?"

Fang Yuan: "..."

Brother just scribbled just now, I really didn't think so much!You gave me a good analysis!

Isn't Fang Yuan playing science?How can he write poetry?

There is a saying: If you are familiar with three hundred Tang poems, you will know how to compose poems (six three tones).

There is another saying: A tough life needs no explanation at all.

So, is it strange that Fang Yuan, who is so tough and well-read, can write a poem?

The so-called genius is that he can learn everything faster than others. Once he learns it, he will be proficient in no time. It just depends on whether he is willing to waste time and energy.

Of course, Fang Yuan also opened a small hook.

After he thought of the first sentence, he began to refer to the list of candidate words projected by Xinghe from the second sentence.

The table removes words that do not conform to the meter, and then sorts the remaining words according to certain rules.

For example, if Fang Yuan wants the first two sentences to form a confrontation, then he has to consider:

The first word in the second sentence must be a noun to match the word "poetry". There should not be any words that cannot be used as nouns in the list.

Theoretically, this word can be flat or flat, but it is best to use a flat tone.As an extreme perfectionist and a patient with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, Fang Yuan said: He basically doesn't consider level tones; at the same time, Fang Yuan personally dislikes using uncommon words, so level tones and words that are not frequently used are given low priority.

The second word corresponds to the word "Cheng", so it should be a verb, and it can form a verb-object inversion structure with the first word, and it must be a flat tone according to the requirements of the meter, so the list should not contain any level tone words, and words that cannot be used as verbs.

Even so, there are still thousands of candidate Chinese characters, and the most suitable ones must be arranged in front to facilitate selection.

So there are two sorting methods:

One is sorting according to the frequency of occurrence of each character in the metrical poems written by the ancients;

The other sorts by fit.

The evaluation of fit has its own set of rules, which is a composite function of parameters such as part of speech, meaning, level, frequency of use, scene relevance, etc.

This function is extremely complicated, there are hundreds of operators, and it needs to be dynamically adjusted and reprogrammed according to the needs, so as to meet Fang Yuan's personalized (wonderful) requirements.

When actually writing poems, Fang Yuan tried both methods, and felt that they were both suitable.It's just a reference anyway.

He only glanced at the list of candidate words occasionally, and most of the time he played by himself.After all, writing poems requires a thorough thinking. If you just make up words, it is very likely that the lips of the donkey are not right.

You can also connect several words together to form a list of candidate phrases in units of phrases, which makes it easier to write poems and assemble words!

With such a "Help you write poetry 1.0" app to assist, Fang Yuan naturally writes like a god!

The abbot asked anxiously: "Benefactor Fang, can you give this calligraphy to the small temple?"

Fang Yuan smiled and said: "Take whatever you like! How can Xiao Ke deserve the word 'gift'?"

"Thank you! Thank you, Master Fang, for your kind gift!" The abbot was beaming with joy.

Fang Yuan smiled faintly: "It's just a single word, what's the point? The old monk doesn't need to be too handsome."

"Yes, yes! It's the poor monk who can't cultivate! Donor Fang has the heart of Buddha and the root of wisdom!" The old monk was so moved that he couldn't close his mouth!

Fang Yuan: "..."

Bai Qiqi stopped the abbot who was going to collect the poems: "Wait a minute, let me copy them down so that I can ponder them sooner or later when I get home!"

Zhao Xiaoxuan stared at Bai Qiqi with envy, jealousy and hatred.

She looks better than others, her breasts are bigger than others, and her family background is better than others!Not to mention these, the most annoying thing is that even a teacher is so awesome!

I'm so envious that she has such a capable teacher!

A horse neighed suddenly, hooves kicked, and soon after, a beautiful girl appeared at the gate of the temple.

Zhao Xiaoxuan raised her brows with joy, and hurriedly greeted her: "Sister Ningshuang!"

Shen Ningshuang walked in lazily.

After she lost to Fang Yuan, she was a little downcast, originally she wasn't very interested in this kind of gathering, so she came here at this time.

When Shen Hao saw his sister, he was overjoyed: "Sister, this way!"

After she approached, Shen Hao lowered his voice and said, "Sister, I'll just wait for you! Just now the surname Fang has been in the limelight again. Among us, you are the only one who can suppress him in terms of poetry."

As soon as Shen Ningshuang arrived, many people immediately became overjoyed.