Entertainment: My band is all lead singer

While others were still paying attention to "Blue and White Porcelain", Jiang Yuebai and his group were already near the foot of Mount Lu.

That's right, their destination was Mount Lu in Jiangzhou.

In the rain, Mount Lu was looming in the rain, with peaks and ridges, and clouds and mist. Looking from the bottom of the mountain, it was like a mirage, so beautiful that it was unreal.

From a long distance, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery like ink painting.

Unfortunately, the continuous rain and the clouds in the sky blocked the view, and the whole picture of Mount Lu could not be seen clearly.

"Finally, we are here. I am so depressed all the way." Su Ying'er put down her phone and her eyes lit up.

"Didn't you play the Three Kingdoms all the way?" Jiang Yuebai immediately exposed her.

"Isn't this just because it's too stuffy in the car that we're having fun?"

"Get off the car, we're here."

"Arrived? So soon?" Su Ying'er looked out of the car in disbelief, "Aren't we at the scenic spot yet?"

"Let's walk over, there are other attractions along the way."

"Okay."

It's just that the sky is not good, and it's still drizzling.

Fortunately, it's not heavy, so it doesn't affect the trip.

There are many kinds of umbrellas in the car, many of which are oil-paper umbrellas bought in Zhouzhuang and various ancient towns before.

After parking the car, everyone walked into the rain with umbrellas.

Several girls insisted on sharing an umbrella with two people, walking in the rain, like the gentle women in the Jiangnan water town, their figures looked more graceful in the rain.

Their steps were light, sometimes whispering, sometimes smiling at each other, and the intimacy and youthful vitality bloomed in the rain.

The rain was fine and gently brushed across the cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness, but also adding a bit of freshness.

"I didn't expect there would be so many people on a rainy day."

"Let's go."

Everyone walked along the road, and they could still see many tourists along the way.

After walking for about ten minutes, a crowd of people appeared in front of them.

"Look, there are so many people there." Su Ying'er saw it at a glance.

"What's so lively?"

"Is there any event?"

"Let's go and take a look."

Everyone hurried over.

When they got closer, they found that this was not an event, but a poetry competition held by the Bailu Academy in front.

Bailu Academy, also known as Bailudong Academy, is known as the "No. 1 Academy in the Country".

The other attractions Jiang Yuebai mentioned before are Bailu Academy.

This academy, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is an important place for tourists to understand the ancient Chinese academy culture.

The academy actively carries out lectures, research and other activities, and tens of thousands of primary, secondary and university students participate in research and study every year.

The architectural environment design of the academy breaks through the traditional form, perfectly combining traditional culture and natural environment, and provides tourists with a good place to explore the culture of ancient academies.

Even though it was drizzling, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of tourists.

Many tourists brought their children to watch here, wanting to absorb some talent.

"What's going on in front?" Wang Shiqing asked Long Zhan who went to inquire about the situation.

"It's just that Bailu Academy held a poetry competition. Everyone can participate. Write poems based on the local characteristics, customs, and beautiful scenery of Lushan. The top three will receive rewards."

"So interesting? Let's go, let's go and join in the fun." Song Qianyun immediately became interested after hearing it.

"No, why are we going there? Can you write poetry?" Long Zhan asked puzzled.

"Stupid, I can't, but there are people here who can." Song Qianyun's eyes slowly turned to Jiang Yuebai.

After listening to Song Qianyun's words, everyone also reacted.

Yes, they have Xiaobai.

Who is Xiaobai? He is known as the most talented person in the world, and many literary masters have praised him highly.

"Uh... you don't want me to participate in this poetry competition?" Jiang Yuebai felt the "unfriendly" eyes of the crowd.

"Let's go." Su Ying'er and Song Qianyun took Jiang Yuebai's arms and walked forward.

"Hey, hey, hey, I can walk by myself, you two go slowly, it's still raining." The two of them didn't even hold an umbrella, and were determined to pull Jiang Yuebai over.

There was a venue in front of Bailu Academy. It was called a hall, but it was more like the scene of the ancient imperial examination.

There were hundreds of people gathered here, and there were hundreds of participants alone.

The person in charge of this event was actually the dean and vice dean of Bailu Academy and a group of scholars.

There were tables on the scene, and each table had pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

This event adopted the most traditional way of writing. Some contestants used brushes for the first time, and the words they wrote were crooked.

But this attempt itself is a tribute to and experience of traditional culture.

"Green peaks pierce the sea of ​​clouds, and the mist is vast.

The sun shines on the golden top, and the sunset glows on the green mountain.

Pine windChanting ancient rhymes, the stream plays clear strings.

Tourists forget to go home, intoxicated by this fairyland. ”

At this time, a tourist had just finished writing a poem, and the teacher next to him immediately read it out.

As soon as he finished reading, applause broke out at the scene.

"Not bad."

"Indeed, this poem sounds okay."

"It's amazing to be able to write such a poem."

"This poem should be in the top three."

The audience talked about it and kept expressing their opinions.

Then, Dean Liu in front also commented: "This poem depicts the towering and magnificent Lushan Mountain. Through the dynamics of wind and water, the whole poem is dynamic and static.

The whole song has harmonious rhymes and is catchy.

The word "Xianhuan" in the poem gives Lushan a transcendent artistic conception and enhances the artistic realm of the whole poem.

In general, it is a good work with ingenious conception, beautiful language and profound artistic conception. ”

As soon as Dean Liu finished speaking, other vice deans and teachers expressed their opinions, most of which were praise.

The last poem, "Lushan Sea of ​​Clouds", was temporarily ranked second.

Perhaps because the rain was lighter, more and more spectators gathered around, and the atmosphere on the scene became more and more intense.

Many tourists who originally did not want to participate were eager to try it out.

"Lushan Stream Travel

The stream travels along the winding path of Lushan Mountain, and the sound of water flows over the rocks.

The mountain flowers are in full bloom, the birds are singing, and the heart is relaxed and happy. ”

After a few poems that were not even doggerel, a good poem finally came.

"This sounds good, at least it rhymes."

"So wet, so wet."

"This last sentence is really good."

"In my opinion, this one can also be ranked in the top three. "

Sure enough, after several judges' comments, this poem successfully ranked among the top three.

More and more tourists were willing to try, and even the tables were a little insufficient.

This poetry writing competition has no restrictions on participants. Anyone can participate, and there is no need to register. As long as you have an idea, you can go forward and write your own poem on paper.

There are a total of 20 tables on site, and there are many people in front of each table, and there is a teacher standing at each table.

Not only that, this competition is also presented to the audience in the form of live broadcast.

Although there are not many people in the live broadcast room, there are tens of thousands of people.