i really don't want this system

Chapter 167 My son has the posture of nine stars

"The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find the light"

"The wind and moon are boundless, Chong Er, that's how it is"

"Master Ye, as expected of Master Ye"

"It's a good sentence that the wind and the moon are boundless, I am ignorant, I am blind"

Everyone in Fuso is possessed by the Best Actor at the moment. One moment you said that you were better than others, but now your face is not red and your heart is not beating. Is this really okay for you? I think Oscar owes you each a trophy.

"This is just a word game." Ye Mosheng smiled slightly.Sure enough, Master Guo’s words are very interesting!
"This is the case for the master's games, and we will wait to listen to the masterpieces of the masters."

"Apprentices, then come an ancient poem and let them see my proud disciple of Chen."

Too bad, I overplayed it, this old man drifted away before me.

You are not afraid to dig a big hole for your apprentice.

Fortunately, I have something in my belly.

Ye Mosheng walked towards the podium step by step.

"Xiao Ai, call out the scenery of West Lake."

I saw a three-dimensional view of the West Lake on the screen. It was obviously written by a master who had never been there in my previous life. The green mountains and tall buildings on the screen reflected each other, and it could be seen that it was spring.

Ye Mosheng every word

"Outside the mountains, the green hills and the buildings outside the buildings, when will the West Lake dance stop?"

Alright, Master Chen is so talented, I can't help it, this is because my apprentice is so talented.

Liu Zongyuan and Ri Xiangdong also looked shocked

This guy is so talented.

Liu Zongyuan's heart is sour at this time, modern poetry, how can you make me feel at ease by writing ancient poems.

"The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they regard Hangzhou as Bianzhou."

A warm wind writes out the meaning of spring in the painting, Xun, this word is so good, the tourists are drunk, and the picture fully reflects the warmth of spring.

Yes, but the last sentence is puzzling.

But it is definitely a boutique.I just don't know if it has reached the ultimate level.

"Xiaoshi, please check the level!" Master Chen couldn't wait, his disciples' casual works looked so tall.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

"I am Xiaoshi from the Intelligent Poetry System. I am very happy to serve you. Master Ye is very glad to see you again." Xiaoshi smiled.

This guy actually recognizes someone?
If you write five superb poems, she will also smile at you.

little poem disappears
Yoshihisa
The counterweight appears again, and the results are about to be announced.

During the live broadcast, reporters all focused on the small poem on the giant screen.

I saw Xiaoshi's expression like a spring breeze
When did intelligent programs become so humane?

"Congratulations, Grandmaster Ye"

Am I right? Xiaoshi trembled.

Isn't it Master Ye? Why is he suddenly called Master Ye?

Everyone was puzzled.

"This poem has been rated as excellent, please name it!"

"Title Lin'an Mansion," Ye Mosheng replied, respecting the original work.

what?
Super product?
It’s not a fine product, it’s not the best, but it’s actually a poem of extraordinary quality.

Everyone was on the spot and witnessed the birth of Chaopin, but I really didn't see it, where is Chaopin!
Everyone savors
Could it be? Is it because of the last sentence?
Think of Hangzhou as Bianzhou!
Bianzhou?
What kind of place is Bianzhou? Although everyone is not a student of history, they are all knowledgeable people.

I don’t know who called out

"Bianzhou is the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty"

These words are like a confused initiation.

This poem and this sentence are like sublimation, absolutely!
soon someone started explaining

The whole poem is not only about scenery, but also about history. Where is Bianzhou?
"When will the West Lake singing and dancing end?" When will these obscene singing and dancing by the West Lake stop, which kills people's fighting spirit against gold?
The last two sentences, "The warm wind makes tourists drunk, making Hangzhou into Bianzhou" is the poet's further expression of his feelings. "Warm wind" is a pun, which refers to both the spring breeze in nature and the obscene wind in society.

It is this "warm wind" that blows people's minds as if they are drunk.

"Tourists" can't be understood as ordinary tourists. It refers specifically to those ruling classes in the Southern Song Dynasty who forgot about the national crisis, lived in peace, and had fun.

The words "Xun" and "Drunk" are used very delicately in the poem, vividly depicting the mental state of those dignitaries who indulged in sex and harmed the country and the people.

At the end, "Hangzhou was regarded as Bianzhou directly", which directly reprimanded the Southern Song Dynasty authorities for forgetting the country's hatred and family feud, and regarded the temporary peaceful Hangzhou as the old capital Bianzhou.

Bitter irony contains great anger and endless worries.

This poem is cleverly conceived and well-worded: the sarcasm is written from a lively scene; it is extremely indignant, but does not use abusive words.Truly a masterpiece of allegorical poetry.

It's a superb product.

Originally, Ye Mosheng's five best poems would definitely become a master as long as the time came, but the meaning of the birth of a super poem is completely different.

This is already above ordinary poetry.

A poem seals the clan, it's no big deal.

"Good student, let's do another song." Master Chen was obviously taller.Ye Mosheng felt that there must be no peanuts in his drink.

Everyone is booing
"Master Ye, one more song"

It was hard to reject the kindness, and Ye Mosheng himself felt depressed.

"Okay, let's play one more song, Xiao Ai, change one."

Big screen change

Xiaoguang, the lotus flowers bloom in the West Lake, and the lotus leaves are connected into one piece

It is a summer morning.

He actually has the look of admiration from everyone again?
[After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. ]
Not bad, June turned out to be so cute.

[The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun]

The picture feels like a rainstorm is coming, it is too real.

The dense layers of lotus leaves spread out, connecting with the blue sky, forming an endless expanse of verdant green; the graceful lotus buds are in full bloom, looking particularly bright and red under the sunlight.

so cool

The writing of the scenery alone is also of the same level, it is too good, this should be the writing of the scenery of the West Lake to the extreme.

Studio

“I really want to go to the West Lake”

"It's the same, but it's a pity that West Lake is too far away. I'll definitely go there on the weekend."

"Team up, team up, it's fun when there are many people, are you guys together?"

Ri Xiangdong clasped his hands together: "Zongshi Ye, you are really a fairy."

Qianxue's mind went blank at this time, Ye Langjun is really good, those Wu Dalangs in China are so weak!

I must become an exchange student and stay at National River City University, so that I can see him every day.

Liu Zongyuan is numb, a guy who doesn't care about his career.

This, isn't this also a super product?

I am planning to let Xiaoshi rate it!

I heard my old rival, Master Chen, yell loudly:
"Okay, as expected of my disciple, I'll play another song." Master Chen was really flustered, his face was flushed.

Even Ri Xiangdong couldn't stand it anymore: "Master Chen, Master Ye must have worked hard writing two poems in a row."

"This is my apprentice, born with talent, do you know "Jin Se"? It's just my handwriting."

Master, you are making a killing, so it's not a casual work, it's a disciple who spent ten years of his life in exchange for it, it can be described as a work of painstaking efforts.

Liu Zongyuan can't stand it anymore, does he treat my son like a grandson?
"Master Chen, pass!"

"Humph, Old Man Liu, what's happened, you just feel sour. Your good disciple has become my disciple."

"I'm sour, my son has the appearance of nine stars!"

"Your son, don't you only have daughters, where is your son!"

"If it weren't for my son, I wouldn't care about you little old man. What did you call me, brat?"

then
While Master Chen was staring at the dog, Ye Mosheng barked crisply:

"dad!"

(End of this chapter)