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The title of the 40th episode of "Wulin Gaiden" is - A day trip to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival and reunite at the inn after suffering.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone was homesick and depressed. Xiao Guo thought that if he had not come here but continued to travel around the world, she might have become a heroine by now. Big Mouth said, if I had been a head catcher back then, maybe I would be one of the four great catchers now. Bai Zhantang believes that if he had learned medical skills at the beginning, he would have become a miracle doctor now. Everyone's assumptions, in a magical moment, their dreams come true...

The plot of this episode is very exciting, the writers are very imaginative, and the audience is hooked to watch it.

But what attracts the audience the most is the background music that plays at the end of this episode, or rather, this background music adapted from lyrics.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know what year it is tonight in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the beautiful buildings and jade houses at high places. I dance to clear the shadows, how can I feel like I am in the human world."

"Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, lower the Qi household, and the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, so why do we have to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is something that is difficult to do in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away. "

And when the fortieth episode of "Wulin Gaiden" ended, using this poem as an introduction, it instantly detonated the entire Internet.

Most people do not have a deep study of poetry, but in modern society with a high degree of education, basic aesthetics are still there.

Everyone can appreciate the beauty of this poem.

Late at night, Weibo, "Wulin Gaiden" topic discussion group.

"Oh my God, after watching episode 40, I was stunned by that poem. It was so beautifully written, so I went to the Internet to check it out. Oh, there was no trace of that poem at all. This is Was it written by Teacher Tan Yue?"

"It must have been written by Teacher Tan Yue. It's not like he has never written before."

"In terms of talent, I really admire Teacher Tan Yue, he is so awesome!"

"May we live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart. This is the best song I have ever heard written about the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also very nice to sing after being arranged into music."

noon.

In the capital, Chen Ye's home.

When Chen Ye returned home from get off work, he smelled the smell of fresh leeks. When he came to the kitchen, he saw his father making dumplings stuffed with leeks and eggs.

"Dad, are you eating dumplings today?" Chen Ye asked.

When Chen Jian saw his daughter, he nodded and waved: "Your mother is coming back soon. Wash your hands quickly and come over to help me make dumplings. If you are late for dinner and delay your mother's lunch break, she will not forgive you."

"Tch." Chen Ye rolled his eyes disdainfully, but still went to wash his hands and help his father make dumplings.

The Chen family's family situation is that girls are taller than boys, and Ye Wen attaches great importance to lunch breaks. If it delays his mother's lunch break, Chen Ye will be fine, but his humble father will probably be in trouble.

Chen Ye moved a chair and sat opposite his father. He rolled up his sleeves and started making dumplings.

After doing it for a while, Chen Ye looked at his father and said, "Dad, my friend wrote a poem. I'll read it to you. Can you comment on it?"

Although Chen Ye's father, Chen Jian, was a strict henpeck at home, the main reason was that Ye Wen's status was too high. Chen Jian was still very famous in the capital. He was a professor at the School of Liberal Arts of Beijing University and the honorary chairman of the Capital Poetry Association. The cultural attainments are very profound.

Normally, if someone wants to visit him, there may not be a way.

Chen Jian raised his eyebrows and said while wrapping dumplings: "Okay, you tell me, and I will give you some pointers as a friend."

It was obvious that Chen Jian didn't care much.

But this is normal. When it comes to dealing with things or hanging out in the workplace, he is really immature, but when it comes to literary works or poetry and novels, he can talk about it for three days and three nights.

Moreover, he is the honorary chairman of the Beijing Poetry Association. He usually writes poems and lyrics. He writes more than a dozen poems every year, and two of them have been selected into teaching aids for middle school students. Although they are not textbooks, they can be selected into teaching materials. It is enough to prove Chen Jian's ability in poetry.

Chen Ye smiled, recalled it, and said to his father: "Dad, I told you, please listen."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ye began to read in a cadence.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know what year it is tonight in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the beautiful buildings and jade houses at high places. I dance to clear the shadows, how can I feel like I am in the human world."

After finishing the first part of the poem, Chen Jian was stunned. The dumpling wrapper in his hand fell on the table without knowing when, and a piece of the filling inside was scattered.

"Where is Xiaque? Read quickly, read quickly." Chen Jian couldn't help but urged.

Chen Ye couldn't help laughing at his father's reaction, and then at Chen Jian's urging, he recited the second part of the poem, "Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, lower the Qi household, shine without sleep. There should be no hatred, what's the matter? When we say goodbye, is it perfect? ​​People have joys and sorrows, separation and reunion, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter has never been completed in ancient times. I hope we can live together for a long time, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."

After Chen Ye finished reciting "May we live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart", Chen Jian's already big eyes widened and he said loudly: "Good words, these are really good words, so well written!"

Chen Ye snorted, looked at his father and asked, "Dad, how does this poem compare to yours?"

"The difference between cloud and mud!" Chen Jian said solemnly.

Chen Ye said: "Who is the mud? Who is the cloud?"

Chen Jian coughed slightly in embarrassment, "Of course I am mud."

Chen Jian is full of words, but when he heard this poem, the feeling of amazement, the trembling and excitement from the heart, is really indescribable.

"Whose word is this? What is the name of the word?" Chen Jian asked.

Chen Jian had just finished speaking. Before Chen Ye could answer, a gentle female voice came from outside the kitchen, "This is written by Tan Yue. It appeared in the 40th episode of "Wulin Gaiden" yesterday. By the way, Xiao Ye , do you know what the title of this poem is? It doesn’t seem to be written on TV.”

Coming in with the voice was Ye Wen, Chen Ye's mother, Chen Jian's wife, and director of the General Administration of Culture.

It turned out that when Chen Jian and Chen Ye were talking, Ye Wen had returned home, but they were too focused and didn't notice Ye Wen's return.

Chen Ye shook his head and said, "I don't know this either. I'll ask Mr. Tan later."

Ye Wen pulled up a chair and sat down, and said: "This poem is very popular now. Everyone is discussing it. Some people say that once this poem came out, no one will dare to write Mid-Autumn Festival poems again."

Chen Jian nodded with deep sympathy. Compared to Ye Wen and Chen Ye, he is a professional poet and understands the amazingness and excellence of this poem better.

After saying that, Chen Jian put down the dumpling wrapper in his hand, stood up and walked out of the kitchen.

Seeing his father's sudden move, Chen Ye quickly shouted: "Dad, what are you doing?"

Chen Jian waved his hand without looking back, "You guys go first, I have something to do."

Chen Ye clicked his tongue and shook his head, looking at his mother next to him. Such a brave father was really rare.

Ye Wen sat where Chen Jian was sitting just now, smiled softly, and said, "Let's make it up to you. He must have heard some good lyrics and couldn't help but show off to his fellow poets."

"Oh." Chen Ye nodded, realizing once again that Tan Yue's poem was really good.

In the past, Chen Ye also occasionally saw some poems on the Internet, and the reviews on the Internet were good. Chen Ye also thought it was OK, so she showed it to her father. However, in her opinion, those poems that were very good had beautiful artistic conception. Those poems, in my father's eyes, were just nonsense. They often pointed out a long list of problems, and the points pointed out were all well-founded.

Only this time, after listening to this Mid-Autumn Festival poem written by Tan Yue, my father was full of praise.

From this, Chen Ye also saw that Tan Yue's poem was really good.

Chen's study room.

After Chen Jian arrived in the study, he first checked the Mid-Autumn Festival poem that his daughter just said on the Internet. After memorizing it, he immediately called several good friends.

"Hey, Lao Wang, I got a very good Mid-Autumn Festival poem"

"Old Zhang, please stop talking. When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I hope we can live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away. Hey, Old Zhang, are you still here? Hello? Hello? Hello. ?”

"What time will the moon shine? Call this poet to the association's anniversary? His status is extraordinary. I will try my best."

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After making a few calls, Chen Jian put down his phone, thought about it, opened Weibo, and wrote an evaluation and reflection on this Mid-Autumn Festival poem.

As a professor at the School of Liberal Arts of Beijing University and the honorary chairman of the Beijing Poetry Association, Chen Jian also has hundreds of thousands of fans on Weibo. Although the number of fans is far inferior to that of celebrities with tens of millions, Chen Jian In the specific circle of poetry and literature, the influence is still very large.

Being influenced by this Mid-Autumn Festival poem, inspiration burst out. In four or five minutes, Chen Jian wrote down his evaluation of this Mid-Autumn Festival poem.

After that, he spent another 20 minutes making some modifications. After confirming that there were no problems, Chen Jian posted his views on the poem on Weibo. He also suggested that netizens who like ancient poems can take a look at this poem. The first Mid-Autumn Festival poem.

"Today I came across a stunning Mid-Autumn Festival poem from a young virgin. As soon as this poem came out, all the Mid-Autumn Festival poems in ancient times were eclipsed. In terms of emotions, I won't say much because specific analysis requires understanding the life background of the poet. And each poem has different feelings in the eyes of different readers, so I can’t say much about it. Today I will just talk about the technical aspects of this poem.”

"The first half of the poem is written vertically, and the second half is described horizontally. The first half is the innovation of myths from past dynasties, and it is also the progressive development of ancient Mid-Autumn Festival poems. The second half is purely drawn in white, with people and moon touching each other. It has a fantastic conception and is full of romanticism. . In terms of layout, the upper part rises into the sky and seems to be empty when entering; the lower part has cascading waves, returning to virtual reality."

After Chen Jian posted this Weibo post, it quickly attracted many fans to watch.

"Wow, did Teacher Chen Jian also pay attention to this poem?"

"I was also stunned by this poem today. I went to check the source of this poem. It is really unimaginable that such a good poem was written by an entertainment star."

"Yes, Tan Yue has really single-handedly raised the ceiling of the entertainment industry. I have always known that he has talent. As soon as this poem came out today, I really admire him."

"Hey guys, I originally went to watch "Wulin Gaiden", but I didn't expect that this poem would become popular in the end."

"Teacher Chen Jian spoke very highly of this poem."

"This poem is really great. Not only teacher Chen Jian, but also teachers Hu Yue and Chen Zhi said that this poem is well written."

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After Chen Jian browsed the comment section of his Weibo, he realized that several poets he knew had commented on this Mid-Autumn Festival poem on Weibo.

Hu Yue, a contemporary Chinese poet, commented: "This Mid-Autumn Festival poem is so well written. The author uses image description techniques to outline an atmosphere of a bright moon in the sky, relatives thousands of miles away, and loneliness, which contrasts his own mood of independence from the world. It is integrated with the myths and legends of the past, and has a strong philosophical meaning in the waxing and waning of the moon. It can be said to be a lament that highly integrates nature and society."

Chen Zhi, a talented poet whose work has been selected into primary school textbooks, praised this poem even more, "I personally think that the poem "When will the bright moon come" is the best poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival. This poem seems to It is a dialogue with Mingyue, in which the meaning of life is explored. It is both rational and interesting, and very intriguing. I used to feel that there was still something in my stomach, but now after reading this poem, I know clearly that poverty I have worked hard all my life, but I can't write such a good poem. Counting a thousand years ago, there is no other Mid-Autumn Festival poem that is better than this one. Counting a thousand years from now, there may be no better Mid-Autumn Festival poem than this one. Appeared."

After Chen Jian read several poems and everyone's evaluation of the Mid-Autumn Festival poem "When will the bright moon come out", he couldn't help but secretly sighed. The evaluation of this poem is really too high.

While eating dumplings, Chen Jian asked Chen Ye, "Xiao Ye, was this poem written by Tan Yue?"

"Yes, Dad, what's wrong?" Chen Ye nodded.

Chen Jiandao: "Ask Tan Yue for me when he has time. I want to have a meal with him and have a chat with him."

"This" Chen Ye was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay, let me ask."

Ye Wen, who was standing next to her, glanced at her husband Chen Jian and said, "Tan Yue is very busy. Don't disturb him too much, especially don't pester him to accompany you to dance and write."

Ye Wen knew very well that her husband occasionally got together with a few friends to write poems and comment on each other. This was considered idleness in her opinion, and she would never be willing to let Tan Yue hang around like her husband.

Now Tan Yue is the leader in the entertainment industry in her eyes, a sharp knife that can cut through all the obstacles.

Chen Jian shook his head and said, "I know, I know, I just want to communicate with him."

Ye Wen hummed, looked at Chen Ye, and said, "You can help your dad ask Tan Yue, but it depends on Tan Yue's time and cannot delay his work."

Chen Ye nodded and said, "Yeah, I know, Mom."

Chen Jian, on the other hand, was eating dumplings with his head down, his eyes moving slightly, wondering what he was thinking.