vstars Chapter 224 I give up
Chapter 224 I give up
Chapter 224 I Admit Defeat
Wu Huazi's voice resounded throughout the land, causing everyone to fall into deep thought.
It must be said that, upon deeper reflection, Ye Ru's poem is truly far superior to Zou Tianshu's.
Most importantly, what Ye Ru wrote was a ci poem, not a poetry poem.
Poems only need to have rhyme and imagery, but there are many more things to pay attention to when writing lyrics. The first part of this lyric has five lines, three with level rhymes and two with oblique rhymes; the second part has six lines, four with oblique rhymes and two with level rhymes.
"This poem truly reflects the style of a master."
Wu Huazi naturally took a look at the painting and almost clapped his hands in approval.
"What's there to be proud of? There's still a second half to go. Hopefully, it won't end abruptly."
Some students with weaker minds, hearing the cheers around them, immediately said sourly that since they were all from the Canglan Academy or the Qianhua Academy, they naturally had to stand on Zou Tianshu's side.
"I like the line 'Let the rain and mist of life take its course.' This line goes a step further, extending from the present storms to the entirety of life. It is clear that Ye Ru, being from a poor family, naturally suffered a lot of unfair treatment. This poem profoundly reflects Ye Ru's transcendent spirit of going his own way and not being afraid of setbacks in the face of life's ups and downs."
Linghu Qingfeng said the same thing, then picked up a pen and paper and wrote down his words.
"Indeed, the above lines demonstrate a broad and unrestrained spirit, full of a clear and bold attitude, and convey unique insights into life. Reading them is refreshing and makes one's heart feel open. I really don't know what the second half of this poem will be like, given that there are such excellent examples before it."
Zhang Shuling said with some expectation.
Ye Ru continued writing:
"The chilly spring breeze awakens me from my drunken stupor, a slight chill in the air, yet the slanting sunlight on the mountaintop welcomes me. Looking back at the desolate place I came from, I return, where there is neither wind nor rain, neither sunshine nor gloom."
As the last stroke fell, the sound of rain pattering on banana leaves vanished instantly, and a spring breeze blew in. In this late spring, a chill appeared, causing many thinly dressed students to shiver, unconsciously resisting it with their talent.
However, this chill penetrates deep into the bones, and those who do not understand the chill feel a sense of desolation and bleakness.
"The meaning of this word is so powerful that it can unconsciously change a person's emotions."
Wu Huazi was startled, but then he understood. This poem had transcended the scope of a scholar; perhaps only a graduate could understand its deeper meaning. Those who could not comprehend it would naturally be affected by the poem's meaning.
As everyone reacted, an even more concentrated burst of talent energy than Zou Tianshu's earlier burst forth in an instant, one foot... two feet...
The expressions of countless people changed as they all stared at that aura of talent, which stopped only after reaching four feet. The light it emitted was even more intense than that of Zou Tianshu.
"Both poems are considered to be poems of enlightenment, but Ye Ru's poem contains a deeper meaning. Both appear to be leisurely, but Zou Tianshu's is only superficial, while Ye Ru elevates it to the level of sainthood, and even more so, it is mysterious. This first round belongs to Ye Ru."
Zhang Shuling smiled and looked at Linghu Qingfeng and Yu Mengyang.
"The concluding line, 'Looking back at the desolate place I came from, returning, there is neither wind nor rain, neither sunshine nor gloom,' is a finishing touch imbued with the power of the sacred way. This line speaks of the sudden enlightenment and revelation that Ye Ru gained in a subtle moment in nature, which concerns the imperial court. Mr. Linghu, your talent surpasses ours; why don't you explain this power of the sacred way to us?"
Yu Mengyang raised his head and looked at Linghu Qingfeng, and said.
"When I read this poem, I thought that the rain and sunshine in nature are commonplace and indistinguishable, and the political upheavals, honors and disgraces in social life are insignificant. But at the same time, it also implies a kind of political 'storm' and perilous life path that almost led to his death. I think it was the factional struggle between the Left Prime Minister and the Civil and Military Prime Ministers that made him resentful. But in any case, looking at the whole poem, a kind of holy power and attitude towards life that is neither sober nor drunk, neither joy nor sorrow, and forgets both victory and defeat is presented to me. Ye Ru's poem should be to tell the people of the Left Prime Minister."
Linghu Qingfeng pondered for a moment and then pointed out the meaning of the poem.
"I see. To be able to write such profound poems at such a young age is something we can't possibly do. We are truly ashamed."
Zhang Shuling suddenly realized, sighed, and said.
Zou Tianshu stared intently at the four-foot-long stream of talent, his face filled with disbelief. As a successful candidate in the imperial examinations, he was actually inferior to a mere student, especially since he had used a purple crystal inkstone.
Everyone else looked at Ye Ru with shock.
"Mr. Wu, has the outcome been decided?"
At this moment, Ye Ru glanced at Zou Tianshu, then turned to Wu Huazi and said.
This poem is also considered a masterpiece by Su Shi, and it would naturally surpass Zou Tianshu's work. Ye Ru was not surprised at all.
"Naturally, Ye Ru is the winner of this match."
Upon hearing this, Wu Huazi snapped out of her shock, nodded, and her eyes were filled with admiration and a sense of awe for the younger generation.
"Scholars should learn from Ye Ru."
Yu Mengyang and the other two exchanged glances, all seeing a hint of joy in each other's eyes.
Ye Ru's talent and learning this time will definitely make him stand out in the Four Academies Literary Gathering.
"I acknowledge Brother Zou's lead. It seems I'm in the lead this round. I wonder if we can move on to the next round?"
Upon hearing the outcome of the match, Ye Ru bowed and then spoke.
"You do have some skill, worthy of defeating Cao Feng. You're worthy of my respect. I won't hold back anymore. This second round will be a contest of talent. Without using the talent from your own book palace, whoever can seize the most talent from heaven and earth will win. The time limit is five minutes. How about it?"
Zou Tian said several times.
"it is good."
Ye Ru nodded and agreed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zou Tianshu closed his eyes, and the surrounding energy began to surge, causing his robes to flutter even without wind.
The next moment, his eyes snapped open, and a pentagram array suddenly appeared beneath his feet:
"This formation is a secret technique of my Yin-Yang School, a Five Elements formation that can greatly absorb talent. I don't know what you have to compare with me? Do you think that with your small club, you can rise up from humble beginnings? How ridiculous! Being accepted by my Canglan Academy will be the final destination for your New Youth Academy."
"I didn't expect Zou Tianshu to actually have some talent. This thing containing the five elements can indeed absorb a great deal of talent. It's really troublesome..."
Looking at the ever-gathering torrent of talent, Ye Ru's face also showed a look of shock. In this round, if he could not use his own talent, he would not be able to use the power of the Book Palace to absorb talent. In addition, the opponent had this Five Elements Formation, so he would definitely lose this round.
After a moment, Ye Ru raised his head, blinked, looked at Zou Tianshu, and his slightly mocking voice caused an uproar among the students:
"Brother Zou, do you know about Tian Ji's horse race? I concede defeat."