Escape From the Library

【Poetry Maze-02】

The same answer box as before popped up in front of my eyes again, with four lines and seven spaces in each line, still a seven-character quatrain.Yue Xingwen raised his eyes and saw that the surrounding mountains were emerald green, with thousands of rocks competing in beauty, and the scenery was like a fairyland.A pure white waterfall poured down from the top of the mountain and fell into the clear pool water, causing countless splashes.

There are countless poems describing waterfalls in history, and Li Bai's "Watching Lushan Waterfall" is the most widely circulated one.What's more, the scene in front of me is indeed very similar to the "Xiufeng Waterfall" in the Lushan Waterfall. Yue Xingwen no longer hesitated, and said decisively: "Everyone looks for words in groups, hurry up!"

Everyone was divided into 4 groups as they did when answering the questions just now. Ke Shaobin, Xin Yan, and Liu Zhaoqing looked for the first sentence, Zhuo Feng, Lin Manluo, and Xu Yishen for the second sentence, Qin Lu, Qin Miao, and Senior Sister Lan for the third sentence, Yue Xingwen, Jiang Pingce and Zhang Xiaonian ends.

12 people, each with a "Modern Chinese Dictionary", heard the sound of everyone flipping the paper quickly.Within 30 seconds, all 28 characters of a poem were found and filled in in order.

Sure enough, the answer box in front of him shone with soft light, and Li Bai's boat started to move forward again.

Yue Xingwen said: "Follow."

The crowd continued to paddle their oars and followed closely behind Li Bai.

After passing the spectacular waterfall, the boat came to a lake with relatively gentle water flow, surrounded by mist, just like the secluded place of an expert in a martial arts movie.The answer box popped up again, but unlike before, this time the answer box was not a seven-character quatrain, but a ten-line poem with five words in each line, and the answer was written.

The living is a passer-by, the heaven and the earth are traveling against each other, the Fusang has become a salary, the green pines don't know the spring, and the bones are silent

The moon rabbit smashes the medicine in the sky, the glory is so precious, it sighs back and forth, the dead are the return, and the same sorrow of the ages

After seeing these ten short sentences, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and soon, Yue Xingwen realized: "The order of the poems has been disrupted, which requires us to rearrange the order."

Liu Zhaoqing scratched the back of his head: "Is this also Li Bai's poem? Never heard of it!"

Ke Shaobin carefully looked at the short sentences on the answering wall, and said: "The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees. It should be the upper and lower sentences, right? These two sentences are relatively contradictory. I don't know anything else, Xingwen, do you know? "

Yue Xingwen smiled and said: "Of course. I have studied Li Bai's poems, and I can basically recite his poems." After finishing speaking, Yue Xingwen stretched out his hand and quickly rearranged the ten lines of short sentences from the beginning.

After a while, the short sentences in the answer area changed into a new order——

The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees.

The heaven and the earth are traveling against each other, and they are in mourning for the eternal dust.

The moon rabbit smashes medicine in the air, and Fusang has become a salary.

The bones are silent and silent, but the green pines don't know spring.

Sigh more before and after, how precious is the glory?

Yue Xingwen explained: "This is Li Bai's very unpopular "Imitation of the Ancient Twelve Poems (Nine). The Living Is a Passerby". , On the contrary, he is transparent and open-minded, thinking that life is too short, and fame and fortune are not worth cherishing."

Jiang Pingce looked back at Yue Xingwen's profile. He knew that Xingwen really loved literature. Every time he mentioned this, Xingwen's eyes seemed to glow.Yue Xingwen's knowledge reserves are among the best in Hua'an University, and he can quote classics in debates, and he is even more handy.

His favorite poet is Li Bai. When he was in high school, he read all of Li Bai's poems in his spare time.Therefore, the poetry maze this time is indeed not difficult for Yue Xingwen.

The students around saw that Xingwen answered the questions accurately, and they all showed joyful expressions.

Liu Zhaoqing sighed lightly, and said, "Okay, Xingwen will just take us to lie down and win. I'm not interested in poetry at all. I can't even remember the ancient poems and prose that I have to recite in high school!"

Xu Yishen said: "Plus one, I often digress in my composition, and my Chinese teacher reads it as a negative teaching material."

Yue Xingwen looked at them with a smile: "Everyone has their own field of expertise, and this time it happened to hit my field of expertise. Let's hurry up, there may be more difficult questions later."

Everyone nodded, and continued to catch up with Li Bai in Xiaotu.

When Li Bai's boat slid to the middle of the lake, it gradually stopped, and a wall appeared in front of it, blocking everyone's way.It happened that Xiaotu's skills were about to end, and Ke Shaobin hurriedly said: "It is likely that we have reached a fork in the maze, and this wall is the checkpoint."

I have walked all the way before, without any obstacles, and there are no forks in the road.Now, the wall blocking them is indeed strange, as if it appeared out of thin air in the middle of the lake.

Just when everyone was wondering, Li Bai on the boat suddenly started to dance with his sword!

He was dressed in white, and the long sword in his hand flipped and danced wantonly, flexible and elegant, wanton flaunting, as if this world belonged to him alone.

As he continued to dance the sword, the long sword carved a row of cursive scripts on the wall——

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu hooks are bright with frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars."

Next, 5 lines of spaces appeared below this line of words, and each line was divided into 4 sections, each section containing 5 words.There is a floating writing brush hanging next to the wall. Obviously, Li Bai wrote the beginning, and asked the examinee to fill in the blank part with the pen. If the filling is correct, the wall in front of him will be opened.

Ke Shaobin adjusted his glasses and looked at the cursive script on the wall; "Li Bai's characters are a bit abstract! I can barely make out the words Xueming, Baima, and Meteor."

Jiang Pingce looked at Yue Xingwen with gentle eyes: "There are 120 characters in the whole poem, do you remember them all?"

Yue Xingwen nodded, took a step forward, picked up the pen, and started writing quickly——

Killing a person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles.Hello.

After drinking in Xinling, I took off my sword and crossed my knees.Zhu Hai will be roasted, and Hou Ying will be persuaded with a glass of wine.

Three cups of turmoil, the five mountains are light.After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Rescuing Zhao Huijin gavel, Handan was shocked first.Qianqiu two strong men, Xuan He Daliang City.

Even if you die as a hero, you will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world.Who can write your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra.

Such a long poem, Yue Xingwen wrote it without hesitation, the tip of the pen did not pause at all, it was done in one go!

His brush calligraphy is very neat and elegant. Although it is far from Li Bai's cursive style, it also has a unique momentum when viewed in a row.

Liu Zhaoqing suddenly realized: "Kill a person in ten steps, never stay behind for a thousand miles, take off your clothes and hide yourself and your name. I guess most people know this sentence. But I have never heard of the following few sentences! "

Yue Xingwen smiled and said: "This is Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing", which expresses his yearning for the knight, and it is also my favorite poem."

Just now, when Yue Xingwen finished writing this poem on the wall with a swipe of his brush, everyone's state of mind was also affected. That kind of unearthly freedom and ease is difficult for secular people to achieve.Li Bai actually couldn't do it, but he yearned for that kind of life very much.

Yue Xingwen put the pen back, and the wall in front of him was split from the middle.

There are two forks in the road ahead, and like a tourist attraction, an arrow sign appears.

Yellow Crane Tower, Sand Dune City.

When everyone saw the navigation board, they were stunned for a moment.

To be honest, Ke Shaobin has been playing games for so many years, and he has played many mazes. This is the first time he has seen "guiding signs" appearing inside the maze!

Liu Zhaoqing couldn't help complaining: "The library seems to be a bit too conscientious this time, which makes me feel very uneasy. I always feel that it is digging holes for us."

Zhuo Feng frowned and said, "These two guideposts should mean that we will encounter different scenery and unlock different verses, right?"

Lin Manluo interjected: "I remember very clearly the poem written by Li Bai about the Yellow Crane Tower. It is "Yellow Crane Tower Sending Meng Haoran to Guangling" that all elementary school students can memorize."

Qin Miao said indifferently: "The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March, the lonely sail was far away and the blue sky was gone, but the Yangtze River flowed in the sky? This is indeed a very popular poem."

Lin Manluo nodded: "Yes. So, if we choose the Yellow Crane Tower, we may encounter this poem. But what is Sand Dune City?"

Everyone cast doubtful eyes on Yue Xingwen.

Yue Xingwen frowned slightly, and thought carefully about Li Bai's poems. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I see, this side of Sand Dune City should be "Send Du Fu Under Sand Dune City"!"

This poem is not in the middle school text, so many students present have not heard it.

Yue Xingwen quickly read the full text: "Why did I come here, lying high in the sand dune city. There are ancient trees beside the city, and the sound of autumn and day. You can't get drunk with Lu wine, and Qi Gekong returns to love. Thinking of the king is like Wenshui, and the mighty send South Expedition."

He paused and explained: "This is written by Li Bai in memory of his poet friend Du Fu in Sand Dune City. Everyone should know that Du Fu and Li Bai have a very good relationship. Du Fu is Li Bai's little fan and wrote many poems for Li Bai. Li Bai I also wrote several poems for Du Fu, this one is the most famous."

When Jiang Pingce heard this, he couldn't help saying: "Take the left road to the Yellow Crane Tower, which is Li Bai's poem to Meng Haoran; take the right road to Sand Dune City, is this poem written by Li Bai to Du Fu?"

Yue Xingwen looked back at him and said with a smile: "That's right. I guess Li Bai is not the only NPC in this poetry maze. Next, we will unlock more characters. Go to the left to unlock Meng Haoran; go to the right , and meet Du Fu. Then, Meng Haoran or Du Fu will take us forward and unlock more famous poets."

Ke Shaobin suddenly realized: "So it is like this! I said, if the whole maze is Li Bai's poems, and Xingwen happens to memorize Li Bai's poems once, then we pass the test with our eyes closed?"

Xin Yan said lightly: "It's impossible to think about it. Li Bai is not the only poet in history. Li Bai led the way first, unlocking more and more poets, and more and more forks appeared. This is like a poetry maze."

Xu Yishen joked: "These poets, you send me off and I miss you, they all have a little relationship with each other, isn't this like a circle of friends?"

Yue Xingwen nodded, and said: "Brother Xu is right, this maze of poetry, perhaps, is a huge network of relationships connected by poetry."

The author has something to say: note; the poems in this chapter are quoted from Li Bai's poetry anthology~