This traveler only wants to choose the lowest difficulty

Chapter 329

"You said that you want to reform the poetic style at this time. What is your opinion on the poetic world at this time?"

At this time, Yang Shidao no longer regards Wang Dong as a low-level figure who can't write poems. Instead, he shows a very respectful attitude and talks with him as an equal. After all, as far as the pork song is concerned, Wang Dong Dong's talent has already surpassed his ability, and those who have never learned before are teachers, at least in the field of poetry reform. Yang Shidao feels that Wang Dong can teach him far more than he can tell Wang Dong.

Wang Dong thought for a while, this question is not clear to others, but to him it is simply a sub-question.

Each era has its own pursuit. For Yang Shidao and others, what direction the Tang poetry style will go in the early Tang Dynasty is a question to be explored, but for Wang Dong it is already clear at a glance.

Wang Dong smiled, pretended to think, and then answered: "I think there are only two directions for poetry at this time, one is literary..."

"Oh?" Yang Shidao was quite interested in listening to Wang Dong's rough talk, "Tell me carefully."

"Today's poetry still tends to the style of the Six Dynasties in terms of style. Although this kind of slender and bright poetry is neat and neat, it is already very old. I think that if the Tang Dynasty wants to create another style of writing, there must be a major change in style. Let me say this We can take the essence and discard the dross of the verses of neat and antithetical couplets, leaving only three points of antithetical couplets and rhymes, and discarding all the rest.”

Hearing that some of the other disciples present couldn't quite understand it, but Yang Chongli and other people who liked poetry were thinking carefully, Yang Shidao couldn't help but his eyes lit up after thinking about it.

At this stage, Tang poetry has always wanted to get rid of the influence of the poetry style of the Six Dynasties, and I don’t know where to go. If everyone in the world is required to write poems like Wang Dong just now, it will be too advanced for everyone’s aesthetics. This is what Yang Shidao is worried about. , but to what extent can the poetic style of the Six Dynasties be simplified?At this moment, after listening to Wang Dong's words, Yang Shidao thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but his eyes lit up, leaving only the duality and rhyme. It conforms to everyone's aesthetics without being too restrictive, but it is neat and full of beauty.

Of course, this iron law has not been proven before a large number of creations, and Yang Shidao is only excited about this idea. If what Wang Dong said is true, it will be a guide for the poetry circle in the future for decades.

"Good, good, interesting, interesting..." The old man, such as Yang Shidao, couldn't help but be radiant at this time.

Wang Dong nodded and smiled. This is actually the process of transforming the parallel prose of the Six Dynasties into the quatrain poems of the Tang Dynasty. If he can really push it out, it can directly bring the era of Tang poetry decades earlier.

"What's more, it's about the subject matter. There is only one way to go about the subject matter, from the palace city to the countryside. There are all kinds of things in the world."

"Families in the countryside...the world is full of things." Yang Shidao pondered carefully and couldn't help but shine again.

This is also a major problem in the poetry world at this time. From the Six Dynasties to the present, although Tang poetry was first created, the themes of Tang poetry are still only two main contents: court genre and scholar's impromptu poems.

Subconsciously, no one will write more subjects.

This is very similar to the paintings of the European Middle Ages. Only religious paintings can be learned, and no one has thought about other paintings.

And what Wang Dong said made Yang Shidao's eyes light up instantly, yes, there are so many things to write about in the world, why do they only write about the court and personal aspirations?The more Yang Shidao thought about it, the more frightened he became, and suddenly he felt that a magnificent scene was unfolding in front of him. On the one hand, it was the kind of poetry that only needed to focus on contrast and rhyme, and on the other hand, it could write anything in the content.

Seeing Yang Shidao's reaction, Wang Dong laughed at the right time and said: "Besides the prosperity of the palace, there are many things in the world that can be included in poetry and painting. For example, when I watched the lonely smoke in the desert and the sunset over the long river in Longxi, I felt that it was quite poetic." I dipped my fingers in some wine and wrote two sentences on the table, "The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river."

Suddenly seeing these two lines of poetry, Yang Shidao was stunned. He stood there for a long time, and then he couldn't help but shake his head in admiration.

These two poems are obviously in line with the new style of poetry that Wang Dong said, "The battle is very neat and interesting, but at the same time it has taken off a lot of branches of the Six Dynasties, and it is even more unprecedented in terms of subject matter. I haven’t seen it yet, on the one hand, I’m writing the scenery, but there’s also an indescribable taste hidden in the scenery...” In an instant, Yang Shidao felt that he was standing in the rolling yellow sand, looking at the setting sun and the river, so he suddenly felt a sense of emotion in his chest. He was full of pride, "Is there only the following lines in this poem?"

Wang Dong smiled, he didn't want to pretend that B was missing, this is a frontier poem, how could he actually see the desert in Longxi, are they all plateaus?Moreover, he didn't have the ability to rewrite the original text, so he said: "This is just a kid's accidental acquisition, and the remaining few sentences are really not connected."

Yang Shidao nodded without any surprise. One sentence of such a good poem is enough to be ancient, so why talk about it?He chewed these two lines of poems again and again, and he just liked them very much in his heart, while the disciples of the Yang family at the side were all shocked by Wang Dong's poetic talent when they saw this scene. It is obviously more in line with the aesthetics of the Tang people. Yang Chongli read this poem, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and when he looked at Wang Dong, he already showed a pair of poetry lovers worshiping a great god.

And Yang Maodao, who was on the side, looked at the poem, and the more he looked at it, the more complicated his thoughts became. He would probably not be able to write such a sentence in his life, let alone, just now Wang Dong and Yang Shidao talked about the future Tang poetry directly. The path of development has been pointed out. This free and easy demeanor and the demeanor of a celebrity are even more enviable to him.

Behind the screen in the distance, several talented women from the Yang family were already sitting together holding a ponytail. At this time, Wu Meiniang was no longer the only one who cared about Wang Dong. Many young women from the Yang family were fond of poetry, But you can't reveal it in front of everyone, just echo each other in the boudoir conversation.

The conversation between Wang Dong and Yang Shidao about poetic theory kept coming, and soon aroused a rather heated discussion in the back house.

Some Yangmen women are a bit old-fashioned, and they have already formed a rigid pursuit of the beautiful and beautiful style of the Six Dynasties in their minds. Therefore, when they hear Wang Dong's new poems and new styles, they subconsciously feel bad, but there are still many women who are talented. Listening to Wang Dong's words from the front, the more they listened, the brighter their eyes became. Some people began to inquire about Wang Dong's identity, and then secretly ran to the screen to see Wang Dong's handsome appearance, smiling and talking non-stop.

In the crowd, Wu Meiniang looked at those little sisters, and the more she looked at them, the more unhappy she became. Have you ever seen a man?Such a nympho?

"I'm coming!"

Xiao Pan'er walked over with the twin buns on her head trembling, and passed the two poems copied on paper to everyone.

"The desert... the solitary smoke is straight, the long river... the setting sun is round..." Seeing this poem, everyone took a deep breath, and Wu Meiniang also poked her head curiously, and Wu Meiniang was instantly impressed by the strong literary spirit contained in these two lines Shocked, she couldn't help looking towards Wang Dong's direction on the other side of the screen, and her thoughts became more complicated.

It turns out that there is a brother, not just a bit of talent as she imagined, this kind of talent is probably easier for the world to check than his attainments in astronomy and numerology, this is a great sage in the wild!

If it is said that Wang Dong just showed an ability that exceeded Wu Meiniang's expectations, Wu Meiniang would naturally be happy for Wang Dong from the bottom of her heart, but when Wang Dong was so dazzling, Wu Meiniang became worried for some reason.

Looking around, I saw that many women fell into deep thought after reading this poem. Some people admired it, and some people's eyes were full of appreciation. The man is not yet married, so there must be many women who like him, right?
Although Wu Meiniang had already made up her mind to enter the palace, at this moment she suddenly felt a little confused.

Wu Meiniang suddenly had a feeling, although I don't want to marry him, how can others take him away?

Why can't the things I want just stay in my hands?

(End of this chapter)