Chapter 123 Poetry Comparison
As expected, I heard Mr. Li say: "Now let's write an ancient poem using "The Drunkard's Pavilion" as the theme."
"For the sake of fairness, There are also three people from the Classical Literature Club, each of whom will write a song. We will evaluate the merits and then decide whether Jia Chuan’s classmates are qualified to join the Classical Literature Club.”
“Mr. Li, I have it. A request." Zhou Zhi raised his hand again.
“Classmate Zhou Zhi, tell me.”
"I just said that we are a group and we advance and retreat together, so can we collectively discuss creation, and as long as we come up with three poems in the end, it will be considered passed?"
Mr. Li laughed: "I think it is possible. Yes, but there is another condition, which is the level of poetry.”
“Then I have no problem.”
“What about you, Zhang Weiran?”
“We. No problem.”
"Then let's start, ten minutes."
"No need." Zhang Weiran and Zhou Zhi stared at each other at the same time and said together: "We have finished the first song."
I Depend on! The whole activity room suddenly started to buzz again. They knew Zhang Weiran's level, but it was interesting that someone from a county middle school could be so arrogant.
Don’t talk nonsense, you don’t even understand what poetry is, do you?
Mr. Li didn't seem to care much about the two men's quarrels. He only cared about the content: "Then write it down for everyone to see."
What surprised Zhou Zhi was that Zhang Weiran's calligraphy was actually good.
However, Zhang Weiran was far more surprised than Zhou Zhi. This kid was so good at European regular script that he couldn't find fault!
The two poems were delivered to Mr. Li. Mr. Li first hung Zhang Weiran’s poem on the blackboard and began to judge.
“Let’s look at this poem first, it’s by classmate Wei Ran—the poem is as good as a thousand bells of millet, and the poem is lighter than ten thousand households. The governor of Luling is crazy, and he is also romantic when he is drunk.”
It should be said that as a The poems written by a high school student are already very good. Mr. Li commented: "In this poem, the phrase "Qian Zhongsu vs. Wanhu Hou" is very precise."
"This sentence means that the importance of an article is far greater than that of high-ranking officials and rich salaries. It is also in line with Ouyang Xiu's indifferent style of fame and wealth. It is well written. Moreover, this antithesis should not have appeared in previous poems. It is the creation of classmate Wei Ran. This It’s amazing.”
This sentence just came out of Zhang Weiran’s inspiration. He was also very proud, but he was still modest: “Thank you, Mr. Li, for the compliment.”
Just mentioned Here, Zhou Zhi raised his hand: "Mr. Li, I believe that Zhang Weiran has never seen Qian Zhongsu and Wanhu Hou before, so it is okay to say that it was his own creation."
"But in the past His poems have not appeared before, but they are somewhat excessive, because as far as I know there have been.”
“I can only say that Zhang Weiran’s poetic thoughts are similar to those of the ancients. Of course, this is also very remarkable, but it is just that. Another amazing thing.”
"Oh?" Mr. Li's eyes lit up: "Classmate Zhou Zhi, do you know that someone has used it before?"
"Yes." Zhou Zhi said: "In the Ming Dynasty Ma Xun's "Edicts and Poems" - Thousands of bells of millet, thousands of nobles, their lives are endless, and the old fisherman has no land to cultivate, but he has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Autumn. Asking about his work? "
Nowadays, Tang poetry is still the most popular literature. Generally, the classic literature that everyone is reading is "Three Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty", "Three Hundred Poems of the Song Dynasty" and "Guanwen Guanzhi". 》Three-piece set, it can be said that very few people have studied Ming poetry and Qing poetry.
Not only did Mr. Li not feel dissatisfied with Zhou Zhi, but he became more and more friendly: "Classmate Zhou Zhi is even studying Ming poetry? It's quite good."
Zhou Zhi turned to look at the club members opposite. : "Actually, classmate Zhang Weiran's poem 'Poetry Lights Ten Thousand Households' is also a Chen sentence that was used by the ancients."
"You!" Zhang Weiran couldn't help but became angry: "You are talking nonsense!"
Zhou Zhi recited loudly: "Du Mu's "Deng Chizhou Jiufeng Tower to Send Zhang Ji" - There is no freedom among the various feelings, and the sound of the horn is lonely Rising from the Sunset Tower, I miss Bishan all day long. When the grass is gone, it will cease to grow. The eyelashes are growing in front of the eyes, so there is no need to seek outside the body. Who can be like Mr. Zhang? Thousands of poems are worthless to all the members of the community."
You know, now that I hear Zhou Zhi’s thoughts, I can’t help but be in an uproar!
Especially the last sentence, this is clearly Zhang Weiran secretly praising himself by singing the praises of Ouyang Xiuna!
‘Who is like Mr. Zhang? A thousand poems would make thousands of princes lighter. ’, this statement is too much!
Zhang Weiran was dumbfounded and quickly turned around to explain: "That's not it. Du Mu's poem...I..."
Suddenly he realized that if he admitted that he knew this allusion, it would be arrogance. If you don't know this allusion, then... you are admitting that your knowledge is not as thorough as Zhou Zhi's.
I don’t know what other people can get by opening their mouths!
If Hua Yuliang could see this scene, he would sneer, kid, I am familiar with this routine...
Row a boat on a ridge - a dilemma!
Finally, Zhang Weiran was still dejected: "I really don't know this poem by Du Mu, otherwise I would never write it like this..."
Mr. Li laughed and said: "I also believe that Weiran must not know this poem either. Poetry, otherwise it would indeed not be possible But then again, being able to write this sentence without knowing this is indeed a display of spirituality.” "The ancients" is an interesting thing. It's an elegant thing."
"Let's look at this song by classmate Zhou Zhi - Birds are noisy in the sky, traveling to Wuxiang. Who is still interested in drinking wine to persuade the setting sun. ”
“Boom——” Classical Literature Society The members of the club still have a certain level of appreciation. The words of Zhou Zhi's poem are very simple, but the loneliness that no one understands when the prosperity is gone; the optimistic and positive demeanor that does not care about fame and fortune, can be said to have a charm that is vivid on the paper, and everyone can understand it. Can feel it.
Most commune members only understand this level. In fact, "birds" also refer to "small groups", "Tianyang" refers to the imperial court, "from you" refers to like-minded people, and "setting sun" refers to the regime of the Northern Song Dynasty. This level of meaning does not exist. Only a few people can understand it.
There is not a single word in the whole poem that directly praises people, but it vividly portrays an image. When the two poems are put together, it is clear at a glance which one is better. Mr. Li smiled and said: "Since everyone can understand it, there is no need to comment in detail, right?"
"Poetry is the same as composition. A good author will not vent directly or forcefully instill. , but in a subtle way, readers can resonate and enjoy Accept it.”
“Nowadays, students in the Classical Literature Society have a bad tendency in their creations, that is, they excessively pursue the observance of rhythm and rhyme, but forget about ‘poetry expresses ambition’ and ‘thinking’. Innocence'; excessive emphasis on form, but completely forgetting the content. ”
"Everyone must remember that literary creation must first be sincere in emotion, followed by elegance in style, and third by clever expression. Don't put the cart before the horse."
"This poem by classmate Zhou Zhi gave us A great example."
"Okay, let's start the second game, which will still be ten minutes."
This time neither side dared to boast about the need for anything, and the other side also fully knew the level of Jiachuan County Middle School. , Zhang Weiran and the two directors began to discuss.
Zhou Zhi is also discussing, but it doesn’t seem to be a serious discussion.
Ten minutes were up and both sides handed in their papers, but this time the poem made Mr. Li frown a little.
The one in the literary club is - "The mountains are clean with snow and ice, the valleys are filled with frost and flowers, and scholars are wise. The gentleman is elegant, indifferent and modest, walking alone and elegantly, hiding in the world."
It's still the kind of hard-edged one. Style, especially after Mr. Li just explained the current problems of the literary society, making such mistakes makes the old man particularly dissatisfied.
What Zhou Zhi handed over was - "Thousands of birds sing in the spring mountains, and egrets chase the clouds. The shadows under the rocks in the deep pool are really the Drunkard's Pavilion."
This poem is too much. It is simply a poetic translation of the scenery described in "The Drunkard's Pavilion". Except for the last three words that name the theme, there is not much to praise.
It is obvious that the literary club copied an old work. It is better to say that it is about Ouyang Xiu or even about Tao Yuanming, Wang Wei and the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest. The beginning is acceptable, but the style of the last sentence is not high.
Jiachuan Middle School is opportunistic and translates directly from Chinese to Chinese. However, I finally know that it is better to simplify it and capture a small scene. Although the Chinese translation is Chinese, at least the style of the translation is also good. It's quite elegant.
However, Zhang Weiran raised his hand and questioned: "Mr. Li, did their poem lose its stickiness?"
"Loss of stickiness" is a problem in poetry writing, and the requirement for rhythmic poetry is to The second sentence of one couplet and the previous sentence of the next couplet must have the same level and level of characters. This rule is called "sticky rhyme".
If used incorrectly, it is called "loss of adhesion".
The poet who has the highest demands on himself in this regard is Du Fu, taking "The Prime Minister of Shu" as an example:
Where can I find the (flat) ancestral hall of the prime minister?
Jinguan (Ping) outside the city (Ping) Baisen (Ping) Sen.
The reflection of the steps (flat) green grass (flat) since spring (flat) color,
The leaves (flat) across the leaves (flat) orioles (flat) sky beautiful (oblique) sound.
Three times of consideration (廄) frequently bothered (flat) the world (仄) plan,
Two dynasties (flat) Kaiji (flat) old ministers (flat) hearts.
After leaving the army (平) but not winning (廄), he died first.
If you look at it vertically, it will be clear at a glance.
However, Zhou Zhi immediately raised his hand: "Mr. Li, I think what Wei Ran said is wrong. Focusing on rhythm is not what a poet should pursue."
"Then tell me." Mr. Li had something in his eyes. Some smiles.
“The set of rules mentioned by Zhang Weiran are requirements for verses and quatrains. We are talking about writing poetry this time, but there are no strict requirements for writing verses and quatrains.”
"I will give you a random example, Li Bai's "Climbing the Phoenix Terrace of Jinling" - the Phoenix travels on the Phoenix Terrace, and the Phoenix goes to the platform and the empty river flows by itself. The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace are buried in the quiet path, and the Jin Dynasty The ancient clothes and crowns are like ancient hills. The three mountains are halfway to the blue sky, and the two rivers are divided into Egret Island. The floating clouds can always block the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad. "The clothes become ancient hills" and "Three mountains half fall into the blue sky" are obviously out of touch, but even in the classification of the ancients, this poem is mostly classified as a rhythmic poem. "
"Can anyone use the term 'loss of adhesion' to question whether Li Taibai's "Ascending the Phoenix Terrace of Jinling" is not a qualified poem?"
"There is also Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er" "Shi Anxi" - The morning rain in Weicheng is light and the willows are new. I urge you to drink another glass of wine. There is no old friend in Yangguan in the west. This poem is also obviously lost, so it can't be regarded as a poem? "
"Ah, having said that, I just thought of a more outrageous song..."
""Lu Chai"! There is no one in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices echoes deeply. Lin, shines again on the moss.”
“The second word and the first word overlap, the third word and the second word lose their cohesion, and the fourth and third words overlap again!”
"In the eyes of classmate Wei Ran, is this a piece of cake and a treason? Do these two poems completely insult Wang Wei's noble name as the 'Poetry Buddha'?"
"Haha Haha..." There was a burst of laughter in the activity room, and even behind Zhang Weiran and the two directors, there was warm applause, applauding Zhou Zhi's words.
(End of this chapter)