Chapter 575: Fighting poetry with me? you sure?

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No night light in the city,
Moon never frosts outside the city.
Sleeping in the night, sleeping in the moon,
Fragrant lotus snow cold snow lotus fragrance.
As soon as the poem of Rice University Master was published, it immediately aroused applause.
"Good poetry! Really good poetry!"
"Repetitive words are most forbidden in the poem, but this poem boldly breaks through the limitations. The first two sentences use three" no nights ". Not only does it sound strange, but it is easy to remember. "
"The last two sentences are even better. The palindrome format is adopted, which is exactly the same whether it is read forward or reverse."
"The four sentences are concatenated, and the situation is written in the city and out of the city at night."
"One month, one snow, one snow lotus, three images, perfectly outline the beautiful and deserted scene inside and outside the city."
"The first three are all perspectives, and the last sentence suddenly turns into a sense of smell. The whole picture becomes three-dimensional immediately."
"The last sentence, it really is a fine pen."
Not only the other barbaric dragons, but even the rice masters, a slight smug glance across his face.
In fairness, today's poem is one of the best poems in his life.
It was just a test, but I didn't expect myself to be blessed to my soul, and suddenly made such a good work.
How can this not make him proud?
It seems that this time, it is stable.
Sometimes, inspiration is instant.
There are a lot of poets in history, most of the time, they are mediocre.
Occasionally, after a flash of light, such a poem will be remembered.
This is the so-called inspiration.
Suddenly I had a sudden inspiration and made such a superb work. Even if this kid is even more powerful, he cannot possibly surpass himself.
The wild dragons around continued to discuss.
Today this kid is lost.
Some barbarians even started yelling arrogantly:
"Boy, admit defeat as soon as possible."
"If you can win the Michelin Master today, I will take off my pair of broken shoes and eat myself."
There is also a wild dragon, very proud:
"Boy, how about this poem? Comment."
That proud look seems to be the same poem he made himself.
Wen Zilong glanced at the Nami bachelor.
I saw a smile on my face, and said:
"Your comment, I will listen to you."
Having said that, he doesn't seem to listen to him like that.
Instead, it was showing off.
It's like the parents of a primary school student telling others: "My child, this exam is too bad. Neither of them scored 98 points."
It seems to be counting children. This is a group that is so proud.
Don't you know that the child is probably vomiting in my heart at this time: I have one door 100, two doors 97, and it's too bad? Why don't you go to heaven? You have to have me to the degree when you go to school, and I don't have to suffer with you now.
Wen Zilong understood what he meant and smiled lightly:
"Trash, after all, trash."
As soon as this remark came out, the noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
The scholar of Nano University looked cold.
Was this smug work of his own called garbage by the other party?
After being quiet for a while, the wild dragons at the scene suddenly burst into screams:
"Such poems are called garbage? Why are you so long without ears?"
"It's not that you don't have long ears, you don't appreciate it at all. The level of appreciation for this product is not here yet."
"I can't appreciate it, but I don't appreciate it. I also casually call people's poems rubbish. That's what he did wrong."
"Nothing, it's a stupid thing. Why do you talk so much with him?"
The scholar of Nami University stared closely at Wen Zilong:
"My poetry is rubbish, dare to ask where is the rubbish?"
Wen Zilong sneered:
"Landscapes are temporary, and only feelings are eternal. If a poem is only written over and over again, even if the rhetoric is gorgeous and the form is novel, it will eventually be forgotten. Only by borrowing scenery and expressing emotions can you achieve the immortality . By this standard, do you dare to say that your poem is not garbage? "
The Nami bachelor had just started, and his eyes were full of coldness.
But at this moment, listening to Wen Zilong's words, the coldness of the whole person suddenly converged.
It was as if the banana wasted by the pig knife of time.
By jingjing lyric, this kind of argument, he heard for the first time.
Looking at their entire literary history of Saturn, there is no such thing as lyrical scenery.
However, what the barbaric dragon said sounded very reasonable.
Only by incorporating sincere emotions in the poems can the readers be impressed.
Gorgeous words, beautiful images, this is just appearance.
Emotions are internal.
If a barbarian has a gorgeous appearance but no inner beauty, then he will not last long.
After all, beauty will eventually disappear.
But a beautiful heart, a beautiful spirit and quality will always be remembered by people.
Having figured this out, the light in the eyes of Nami University scholars began to flash.
With the other party pointing out his own shortcomings and saying a set of theories that he has never heard of, but he is very reasonable, he has already admitted defeat.
However, it is unforgivable for the other party to defile the Holy Land.
You can't let him go like this.
Let him go, how to explain to these people at the scene?
How to explain to the city owner?
Those barbaric dragons on the scene, one by one, are not as high as those of Rice University bachelors.
It won't be as obvious as the Rice Master.
Although they also felt that Wen Zilong said something reasonable, in this case, they naturally could not admit defeat.
They are still calling:
"This is a triumphant masterpiece of Rice University, dare to say it is garbage?"
"I think this guy was here to make trouble."
"Sure enough, outsiders have nothing good."
"In any case, he must not be allowed to walk out of the city that never sleeps today!"
Amidst the roar of the crowd, Mr. Rice finally moved.
He stretched out his hands flatly and pressed in a virtual way.
Signal everyone to be quiet.
The voice of the people calmed down.
University of Rice said:
"Since he said that my poems are rubbish, let's take a look at his works. If it is not even as good as the I made, we will leave him no later than that time."
Everyone heard it and nodded one by one:
"Mr. Rice is right!"
"Sure enough, it is still the degree of the University of Rice."
"If it were me, I would have given him a big mouth. I really can't compare with a family like a university graduate like Rice."
"Just listen to what works he has."
"In short, no matter how good or bad his work is, let's not just applaud and say okay?"
"Yeah, this guy's character is so bad, even if the work is good, how about it? Everyone will not applaud and applaud, and see how he ends."
"Who applauds, just can't live with me."
"Yes, if anyone applauds, who is the grandson."
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