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"Lighting a lamp at the bottom of a well and holding a candle in the depths of the well, we can play chess instead of playing chess together."

When the audience first saw the first two sentences of this poem written by Lin Zhibai, they felt that it was quite neat and appropriate to the situation, and it seemed harmonious and in line with the atmosphere. However, it was definitely far from amazing, and there was even a sense of slight disappointment. Maybe it didn't meet expectations. Everyone's expectations for this six-game winning streak genius are now very high. But when the last two lines "Linglong Dice An Hongdou, I miss you so much" came out, the flavor of the whole poem was instantly permeated. !

Live broadcast rooms from all continents were filled with exclamations of surprise!

"What a poem!"

"The last two sentences are instantly amazing!"

"This lovesickness is so well written!"

“Although I don’t know the specific meaning, the beauty of the words is amazing!”

"Hahahaha, it seems that everyone is illiterate like me. I just think it's well written, but I can't tell you what's so good about it."

"Isn't there an explanation?"

"Three commentators, how should the last two sentences be translated?"

Watching poetry competitions, it’s really impossible without a narration to help everyone with their reading comprehension.

And the commentators have not forgotten their responsibilities.

The female commentator in the third explanation immediately said excitedly: "The last two sentences of this poem are simply a stroke of genius. Some people may not understand why Linglong Dice An Hongdou, but if you pay attention, you will find that our traditional dice , one o'clock and four o'clock are red, it's like putting red beans on the dice. Needless to say, the red beans mean lovesickness..."

"That's right."

The fat man explained with a smile: "But besides that, there is another important detail that you may not know. In ancient times, dices were mostly made of cow bones. Usually, the thick parts of the cow bones were cut into squares with six sides. Gouge out the corresponding points to make a dice. The red dots and four dots on the dice seem to be red beans penetrating into the bones, so the last line of the poem is called "Love is in the bones. Do you know?" The double entendre makes a lot of sense!"

"oh?"

The female commentator laughed, "I thought it was just a description, but I didn't expect it to be a pun. It really makes me feel like I'm in love with you."

"I don't think you two fully understand the poem yet."

The only rational and thin anchor in the live broadcast room who had not fallen for Lin Zhibai smiled and said: "Otherwise, you two would not have been commenting on the last two sentences of this poem."

"We don't understand?"

The female commentator and the fat man were obviously not convinced. They felt that the first two sentences were incomparable with the last two sentences, so they didn't mention it.

"hehe."

The thin man explained: "Didn't you just keep saying that this poem is a pun? Is there a possibility that the first two lines of this poem are also a pun?"

"What?"

The female commentator was stunned for a moment, then suddenly her eyes widened and she murmured:

"Light a lamp at the bottom of the well and hold a candle deep...could it be..."

The fat man next to him suddenly slapped his thigh hard and said, "I understand!"

Seeing that the two people seemed to understand, the thin man nodded and said: "Yes, light a lamp at the bottom of the well Shen Zhuyi, which literally means lighting a lamp at the bottom of the well or something like that. It sounds like it's a bit unnecessary to talk about a past event, but [Shen Zhuyi] These three words Zhuyi are actually a pun homophonic to the meaning of [deep entreaty], which means to entrust affectionately. What is the entrustment? The answer is in the next sentence."

There was a pause.

The thin man added: "Then the second sentence, Gonglang always plays chess, it sounds like the literal meaning is, ah, I will send you away, but don't forget that our chess game is not over, and we are still waiting for you to come back to continue playing chess. But in fact, the three words "Mo Go" really mean "Don't violate the deadline". It turns out that this is the content of the first sentence, the main perspective of the affectionate instructions, asking you not to violate the agreement between us, not to I forgot my return date."

A pun!

Every sentence has a pun!

This poem simply uses the pun technique to a superb level!

With the puns in the entire poem, we pay attention to everything, advance layer by layer, and deepen step by step. Finally, the endless lingering, affectionate and graceful farewell is vividly expressed, and at the same time, the image of a smart, intelligent, and affectionate woman emerges vividly on the page. !

Audiences from all over the world were dumbfounded!

"puff!"

"I feel that the writing is ordinary, and the first two sentences are even a little off-kilter, but they actually have such a profound meaning!?"

"I'm sorry, I'm uneducated!"

"This pun is full of cleverness. A poem actually vividly portrays the image of Kongshan, a woman waiting for her husband to return!"

"Originally I thought the last two lines were amazing, but now I realize that the four lines are awesome!"

"The key is to control the style with ease. You must know that Lin Zhibai's last poem was so bold and bold, but this one writes a poem from a woman's perspective!"

This poem is unfolded from a woman's perspective.

The author Wen Tingyun, also known as Feiqing, was a master of male poetry in the Tang Dynasty. His style was so gentle, delicate and full of spirituality that it had a great influence on the development of later poetry. He was even called the "originator of flowers"!

Huajianpai is a style.

It can also be said that this is the style created by Wen Tingyun himself. His poems mostly write about flowers under the moon and the romance between women, forming the style of Huajian poems characterized by beauty, fragrance and softness, so it is called "Huajian". The originator of the "pai", with this skill, the group of poets in the late Tang Dynasty could not beat him, let alone his own poetic talent, which has been recognized by thousands of years of history. I believe everyone who has gone to school knows Wen Feiqing's " The sound of chickens in Maodian and the moon, the frost on Banqiao and the song of Bodhisattva "The hills overlap and the golden light is extinguished".

This is poetry and poetry!

Of course, in the eyes of audiences from all over the world, Lin Zhibai also has such an image of "poetry and lyrics". No one even dares to say whether his poetry or lyrics are more powerful, because he performed so well in both projects. !

"This round is also stable!"

"In other words, there is only the last round left!?"

"If Lin Zhibai can maintain his level in the last round, then he will really set a record of seven consecutive championships!"

"Really, one person can destroy an entire continent!"

Whether this round is stable or not is not up to the audience.

But anyone with a little bit of aesthetic knowledge knows that Lin Zhibai must be the best in the game this round!

The works of several other poets, including Yun Kaiyue, can only be considered excellent, but they cannot reach the amazing level of Lin Zhibai!

And the result was just as expected.

When the host announced the results of the second round, Lin Zhibai once again took the first place and continued to be far ahead!

In fact.

When everyone listened to the host reading Lin Zhibai's thoughtful poem, they already had a premonition of the ending.

They are all top poets, so they naturally know how exquisite the design of this poem is. They have used their dazzling skills to the extreme to highlight one thing with ease!

"President Lin, I'm withdrawing too."

The first place in the second round was Lin Zhibai, and the second place was Yun Kaiyue. Only these two people could advance to the third round finals.

The remaining four poets, including Xia Xinyi, will all be eliminated.

Although Xia Xinyi's ranking is not bad, ranking fourth, she almost helped Qizhou win a bronze medal.

But obviously, the Qizhou audience doesn't care much about the bronze medal now, because they all know that as long as Lin Zhibai continues to suppress Yun Kaiyue, there will be another gold medal in the next round!

…

Xia Xinyi was eliminated and left with a smile, because Lin Zhibai would continue to fight until he won.

Along with her, there were three Chuzhou poets who were eliminated, but what appeared in the camera were three bitter faces.

"Do you think Teacher Yun Kaiyue can withstand the pressure and help Chuzhou win a gold medal?"

Reporters blocked the three people.

The poet on the left looked back at the stage and subconsciously said: "How can we win?"

The poet on the right said angrily: "This is a fight between Qi and Chu. If you ask for foreign aid, you have forgotten the original intention!"

The poet in the middle looked like he had eaten coptis, and kept waving his hands: "Don't ask... don't ask..."

Very interesting scene.

More than one participating scholar has criticized this foreign aid system during interviews with reporters, which is tantamount to slapping his own Chuzhou in the face!

Just because Lin Zhibai is too scary!

It was so terrible that everyone who met Lin Zhibai had no good experience participating in the competition!

It is true that these intellectuals represented Chuzhou in the competition because they wanted to win glory for the state, but they also did it for themselves.

As a result, everyone was made to look like clowns by Lin Zhibai. They were embarrassed just on stage. Who would be happy if it were someone else?

I don’t want to give it any official face, okay?

Also unhappy was Yun Kaiyue, who had entered the finals.

There were so many people in the previous two rounds that Yun Kaiyue didn't think there was any problem, but it wasn't until he entered the finals to face Lin Zhibai that he realized how much pressure he faced!

I'm sweating profusely!

Especially recalling Lin Zhibai's performance in the first two rounds and even the first six days of the fight, Yun Kaiyue felt even more numb...

In the poetry competition in Zhaozhou, he met his peers one by one; when he met Lin Zhibai in Qi Chuwen Dou, he didn't know who he was after just two rounds!

"Is Yun Kaiyue under such great pressure? The most talented person in Zhaozhou?"

Li Bai was watching the game in the audience and noticed that Yun Kaiyue's expression was wrong, and he suddenly felt a little gloating. He had played against Lin Zhibai before.

From Go to couplets.

And only those who have faced Lin Zhibai know how terrifying that feeling of oppression is!

"Okay, break is over."

After the second round, there was a ten-minute break and the game continued.

The host said: "Everyone must be curious now about what the topic of the third round of our poetry project is. In fact, there are no very rigid topic requirements in the third round. Teachers Lin Zhibai and Yun Kaiyue just need to create to their heart's content and express themselves at this moment. It just feels good.”

This means two players are required to improvise!

But improvisation itself is a problem, because the content of the poem you want to write cannot have nothing to do with the things in front of you...

Yun Kaiyue took a deep breath, there is still a chance!

He has a poem about mountain climbing that he has kept at the bottom of his box, waiting for the right opportunity to use it today.

And this round is an opportunity. At this time, on the empty mountain, the use of this poem will not be abrupt. If you win, it will be a desperate comeback!

Think of this.

Yun Kaiyue Swish Swish wrote a poem:

Qianxun stands on the upper wall, and the following peaks are the deepest. Wu Wu Lan Yu chants to himself, white clouds and flowing water are in my heart at this time.

"oh?"

The host said: "Teacher Yun Kaiyue took the lead in completing the creation. This is a song of mountain climbing..."

Mountain climbing?

Lin Zhibai raised his eyebrows. He also planned to write about mountain climbing.

Because there is only one song at this time, which is most suitable for the occasion and can make all the audience remember me completely!

Take a deep breath.

Lift the pen.

As he breathed out, Lin Zhibai wrote three words in running script:

Look at the mountains!

This is an empty mountain.

Lin Zhibai actually wrote "Wangkong Mountain" more appropriately for the occasion.

But Lin Zhibai didn't want to change it. He just wanted to write about Mount Tai. Firstly, it was because Du Fu wrote about Mount Tai in the original version. Secondly, don't forget that Lin Zhibai was from Qinzhou, and Mount Tai was in Qinzhou. Although he was from Qinzhou, There are foreign aids from China, but here I pay tribute to Mount Tai in my hometown. No one will criticize me harshly. With this idea in mind, Lin Zhibai wrote the text of this poem:

[How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young. 】

The camera quickly zoomed in, and every stroke of Lin Zhibai's strokes was captured clearly. The photographer seemed to want to show every detail of the calligraphy god's strokes from this close-up shot.

"Daizong?"

"This is about Daizongshan!?"

"Isn't Daizong the Mount Tai of Qinzhou?"

The three commentaries in the live broadcast room were analyzed with everyone, and at this time Lin Zhibai wrote two more paragraphs:

【The clock of good fortune is beautiful, the yin and yang are separated by the dusk. 】

The female commentator said: "The general meaning of this sentence is that the magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery here, and the mountains to the south and north separate morning and dusk..."

The words were not finished.

Lin Zhibai wrote two more sentences.

[Zeng Yun is born when his breasts are swollen, and he returns to his canthus as a returning bird. 】

The female narrator did not realize what it meant for a while, but the fat man explained immediately: "Layers of white clouds washed away the ravines in the chest, and the returning birds flew into the eye sockets of the scenery. To put it simply, the poet saw the white clouds floating and saw the birds. Flying into the valley, my mind feels so open.”

These sentences are sometimes vague and sometimes clear to the audience.

But after explanation and translation, combined with everyone’s writing skills, it can be understood in just one click!

The last two sentences.

Lin Zhibai wrote very slowly: [I will be Ling Jueding...]

The female commentator rushed to translate: "Everyone should be able to understand this sentence, that is, I must reach the top of the mountain..."

The fat man explained with a smile: "To put it more domineeringly, I must stand at the top!"

After the words fell, Lin Zhibai wrote the last sentence:

【List of small hills! 】

The entire live broadcast room fell silent for an instant. The fat man and the female commentator stopped competing for words. They stared blankly at Lin Zhibai's poem. A majestic and majestic feeling rushed over their faces, so that their hearts beat faster and the hair all over their bodies... The blood vessels are stretched!

"You will be at the top of the mountain and have a panoramic view of the mountains..."

Watching the most rational thin man explain in the live broadcast room, he first muttered this sentence, and the next moment he suddenly exclaimed:

"Sir, you are comparing yourself to Mount Tai, I admire you!"

This sentence is too arrogant and domineering, and at the same time its artistic value is too high!

The most important thing is that the person who wrote this poem is Lin Zhibai. Since he participated in the Qi Chu Wen Dou, he has shown great talent, crushing top opponents in different events along the way. It can be said that he responded to his last sentence:

List of small hills!

At this moment, everyone was deeply shocked by the power of this poem!