The Rebirth of the Prince: Starting from Not Being a Doglicker

Among the first three poems, the fifth prince's poem has no obvious highlights and the rhyme has obvious flaws, so it is ranked last.

Although Zhou Qingyu's poem has the beauty of the word "empty", it is suspected to have a time error, so it is only above the fifth prince's poem.

Xie Yun's poem fully demonstrated her strength. "The Wukong falls" and "The drizzle and the breeze are gentle" are both good sentences, and there are no mistakes like in the previous two poems, so she ranks first among the three.

But Xie Qian did not announce Xie Yun's poem as the first place, and everyone began to speculate.

“Whose poem will be next?”

"It should be Mr. Guo's."

"Yes, Mr. Guo's attainments in poetry are not bad either. He will definitely be the winner this time."

"Could it be possible that he is the prince?"

"How is that possible? It's already a great fortune that the prince was able to buy a piece of "Jiang Xue". How could there be so many famous poems for the prince to come across?"

"Too."

Most people thought that the winner this time was Guo Pu.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Guo Pu smiled confidently and said to Zhou Qingyu, "Junior sister, this time, the first prize must be mine."

Soon, the fourth poem was shown, which was a landscape and pastoral poem.

Leisure

"I live in Lanshan House, working on the crops along the stream."

"The deserted paths are planted with pines and chrysanthemums, and singing birds follow the secluded woods

"The moon rises in the ancient stream, and the green fish jumps in the cold pond."

"When the flowers fall, the rain falls; when the people pick wild vetches, they are alone."

Everyone started discussing.

"Living in Arashiyama is another poem about seclusion."

"The deserted path is planted with pines and chrysanthemums, and the singing birds follow the quiet woods. This sentence is well-balanced and expressive, and directly describes the elegance and tranquility of the place where you live."

"The moon rises over the ancient stream, and the black fish jumps over the cold pond. I think this sentence is even better. The atmosphere created by the ancient stream, the moon, the cold pond, and the black fish is like being there."

"When the flowers fall, the rain falls; when the people gather wild vines, they are alone. The last line is not bad either."

"Except for the first line which is a bit ordinary, the other three lines of this poem are all good and excellent. It is indeed slightly better than Miss Xie's "Walking on the Imperial Street."

"Hey, why do I feel that this poem is written so much like Mr. Xie?"

After retiring, the great poet Xie Qian lived in seclusion in Lanshan. He was usually keen on participating in literary gatherings, mentoring younger generations, and making contributions to the development of poetry in the Jin Dynasty.

"It is indeed Mr. Xie. Mr. Xie often lives in the thatched cottage in Lanshan."

“No wonder, this poem also contains metaphors.”

"Pine and chrysanthemum, pine and crane prolong life, tenacity, chrysanthemum is one of the four gentlemen, pine and chrysanthemum symbolize Mr. Xie's integrity and honesty. Simple and upright."

"The man who picked the wild vines also refers to Mr. Xie."

"He was able to write an outstanding landscape and pastoral poem in such a short time, and he was able to use a metaphor for Mr. Xie. No wonder he was able to surpass the Fifth Prince and the others."

Xie Qian also had a faint smile on his face. There is no older scholar like him who doesn't care about fame.

Like Guo Pu's poem "Idleness", which compares him to pine and chrysanthemum, this way of praising him really benefited him.

Of course, the poetic attainment of this poem is indeed slightly better than Xie Yun's, otherwise even if he was praised to the utmost, he would not be able to rank this poem above "Yujie Xing".

“So this poem is the winner?”

"Of course. If you want to surpass this poem, I can't say it can be compared to "Snow on the River", but it has to be slightly worse than "Snow on the River"."

"The prince's poems have not yet been shown."

"What about the prince? It is generally acknowledged that the prince bought and copied poems."

Soon Xie Qian announced that the author of the fourth poem was Guo Pu.

Guo Pu received another wave of praise from everyone, especially those scholars from poor families, because Guo Pu was a disciple of Grand Secretary Zhou, and they praised him in various ways.

Guo Pu looked very proud, "Junior sister, I told you, the first prize will definitely be mine."

"Senior brother is awesome." Zhou Qingyu praised with a smile.

"Brother, your poetry attainments are so outstanding now. Please give me more guidance in the future."

"Cough cough."

Guo Pu's face froze, and then he coughed lightly, "Of course..."

Guo Pu felt a little guilty because these poems were not written by him at all.

Guo Pu looked at Su An on the side and gave hypocritical encouragement.

"Don't be discouraged, Prince. Maybe the next poem will be yours."

"Even if the prince doesn't take the first place this time, there are still two stages left, and the prince still has hope."

Su An looked at him with a strange look and smiled slightly, "Thank you for your good words."

"This poem, "Leisure", is undoubtedly an excellent landscape pastoral poem. It vividly describes the landscape of Arashiyama and uses objects to describe people..."

Guo Pu listened to Xie Qian's appreciation and praise of "Leisure" with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was drinking fine wine, with a look of contentment on his face.

But as he listened, Xie Qian suddenly changed the subject.

"Although this poem is good enough, it is still not the best."

“The next poem is the first one.”

what?

Guo Pu was stunned, and a bad premonition arose in his heart again.

Amid the astonishment of the crowd, the last poem appeared.

"Mountain Dwelling in Autumn Twilight"

"After the empty mountains and new rains, the weather will come to autumn later."

"The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stones flow upwards."

"The noise of the bamboo goes to Huannu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat."

"Let the spring flowers fade as they please, and the princes can stay as they please."

Silence fell.

Just like when they watched "Snow on the River" before, there was silence on and off the platform, and everyone listened to this poem "Autumn Dusk in the Mountain" as if they were personally on the scene.

After an autumn rain, the autumn mountains are washed clean and refreshing.

It was almost dusk, the sun set and the moon rose.

The pine forest is quiet and the stream is clear; the washerwomen return and the fishing boats follow.

The lotus fragrance fades and the green leaves are withered.

The beautiful scenery and elegant mood of autumn make princes and nobles linger and forget about worldly affairs.

"How is that possible?" Guo Pu looked ridiculous.

It is impossible for him not to appreciate the level of this poem "Autumn Night in the Mountain Retreat".

This poem, like his poems, is a landscape and pastoral poem, but compared with his poems, every sentence is overwhelming.

Especially the second sentence "The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks" is worthy of being called a famous sentence through the ages.

It is rare enough for a literary gathering of this kind to produce a poem "Snow on the River", and now another poem "Autumn Dusk in the Mountain" pops up?

Xie Qian announced.

"The author of this poem is Su An, the son of Marquis Shenwei."

Guo Pu's face turned dark. He had just been showing off in front of Su An, but Su An immediately took out a poem that could rival "Snow on the River".

Isn't this a slap in his face, especially since his junior sister is right next to him?

"This poem gave me a big surprise. I thought that the prince's "Snow on the River" was good enough to win the first place in today's poetry gathering, but this "Autumn Dusk in the Mountain" is not inferior to "Snow on the River" at all."

Xie Qian looked towards Su An, his eyes full of undisguised admiration. The King of Runan beside him smiled broadly, his face full of pride.

"In fact, I didn't write this poem today. I traveled in the autumn mountains last year and encountered a dusk rain. The pine stream, the bright moon, and the washerwomen in the mountains all left a deep impression on me. I was inspired by this when I was reading a book a month ago, and I started writing this poem, "Autumn Dusk in the Mountain."

"Over the past month, I have been constantly polishing and refining the verses to come up with the current poem, so this time it is an unfair victory for me." Su An said.

Does anyone really think that Su An’s victory was unfair? Of course not.

Because everyone present, even if they did not understand the mysteries of poetry, could see the extraordinary nature of this poem. This poem is one of the representative works of the poet-Buddha Wang Wei. It can make every reader feel as if they are there, bringing them into the autumn mountains after the rain with clear blue sky and smoky twilight.

If one does not have extremely high attainments in poetry, it would be impossible to write this kind of poem in a year or even ten years, let alone a month.