Chapter 83: The poem meeting grand scene

The bright lights all night reflect the extreme prosperity of the Mid-Autumn Night of Fucheng. No matter where you go, there is a lively and noisy atmosphere. A prosperous area in the city, covering a vast area, is no exception in the gorgeous manor.

Students with feather fan and turban, long gowns fluttering, new poems flow out between talking and laughing, after a few pieces of paper rafts are sent out, there will be a special singer in the garden soon, and soon they will use a tactful voice Sing the word and leave it to the judgment.

On the other side of the opposite side, they are all female family members. They are all the daughters of the city. Sometimes they glance at the opposite side, cover up with a chuckle, and take a peek at the talented person in my heart, if there is a poem. When the paper raft came over, a few people would gather together and comment on it in twitter.

As a daughter of a little bit of status in the city, she probably still knows some poetry.

At this time, in a pavilion in a remote corner of the park, the atmosphere was a bit deserted. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with one hand resting her cheek in the pavilion, sitting by the stone table in the pavilion, looking at the figures coming and going. , The expression on his face looked a little boring, and for a moment, he turned his head and said to several women in the pavilion: “This Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting is not fun at all!”

When several women heard the words, they all looked at each other silently.

Today in this garden is the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair, and it is not the Mid-Autumn Festival Temple Fair. It is just a random person on the road. It may also be a talented person with a surname in Qing’an Prefecture. Everyone came here to discuss poems and essays. Friends of Wenhui, I didn’t come here to play…

If you are a talented person who is not well-known, you don’t even have the qualifications to participate in the poem fair, and they took a lot of twists and turns to get this invitation from Yunying Poetry Club.

“Sister Yun Rou, the talent you are talking about, is he here tonight?”

The talking girl is not a member of the Yunying Poetry Society. It was only because that there was an extra invitation card, and she begged Zhao Yunrou to take her over to see the excitement, but there are some differences between facts and imagination. This Mid-Autumn Poem Yes, it’s not as fun as she thought, but she still remembers a certain talented person whom her sisters never forget, looking at Zhao Yunrou and asking.

Zhao Yunrou smiled bitterly and shook his head. They didn’t have much hope for Li Yi who could see the “Magpie Bridge Immortal” here. To participate in a poem meeting of this kind, they probably all embraced. Just the idea of ​​seeing the world.

“The son of yesterday did not come today.” A young woman in the pavilion said.

Let alone the genius who only exists in the legend, it was the unknown genius who helped them qualify for today’s poetry club yesterday. I didn’t see it tonight.

“That young man must be really indifferent to fame and fortune. Even the invitation was confiscated yesterday. He seems to have no interest in this poem meeting.” As Qing thought for a while, he said.

Until now, she still has some regrets about forgetting to ask the son’s name yesterday.

Taking each other’s poetry talents, they are by no means an unknown person in Qing’an Prefecture. However, after investigating one by one, it seems like Qing will be worthy of those talented poets, but there is still no discovery.

He is like Li Yi from “The Magpie Bridge Fairy”, he only left his poems, but he didn’t see him, which attracted countless talents to think about.

If he could come, maybe he wouldn’t be so boring now, at least in name, the other party is still a member of Yunying Poetry Club.

In today’s poetry society, the position of Yunying Poetry Club is actually quite embarrassing.

Although they all have the name of talented women, they are actually far behind the upper-class talents, and they are unable to integrate into the circle of those people.

is even the prefect of Qing’an, who will appear briefly at the poems, not to mention the first and second talents recognized by everyone. In the past, they would never have contact with these people.

Even Ruoqing, the most famous among the few people, only has the name of a talented woman in a small area, and the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting tonight is obviously much higher in terms of specifications.

is that even their location is only arranged in such a remote place.

And the water pavilion in the center of the garden, where many very famous talents gather, is the core of the entire poetry society.

As long as the best works that appear at the poem meeting, they will eventually be gathered here. The critics here are all powerful talents, or highly respected and respected celebrities…

Of course, the 　　 poem meeting is not only about singing poems. You can see singers and dancers everywhere. They sing melodiously and dance beautifully. They sing most of the lyrics that came out tonight. If you encounter a good one, you will soon They will be handed out from the garden, and within a short time, in brothel brothels in the city, someone will get the news and sing the new words.

Ordinary talented literati who are not qualified to enter the poetry club will gather in such a place tonight and will not miss the masterpieces of the poetry club. Poetry meetings of all sizes are not rare in the palace tonight. If there are a few extremely stunning poems, they may eventually be spread to the garden and be compared with the poems written by those talents.

Of course~IndoMTL.com~ Masterpieces of this kind are rare every year and very rare.

The elegant atmosphere spread throughout the city. At this time, the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting was halfway through.

“Qin Yong’s performance tonight is mediocre. Although it is quite satisfactory, there is not much success.”

”It’s really surprising that Qin Xianggong’s Mid-Autumn Festival poems are good. Last year he was in the top ten as well. Today I’m afraid it’s hanging up.”

”Chen Yuyi’s song is pretty good, with a novel idea, but unexpected. It can be regarded as a rare masterpiece.”

”Yes, it is extremely rare to write poems of this level at his previous level.”

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In the central water pavilion, somewhere in a much wider pavilion, several talented scholars are commenting on tonight’s poems. Several of them are really well-known talents in Qing’an Prefecture. Although their opinions do not represent authority, But there is still great reference value.

A few people beside them, a long figure leaned on the railing by the water, holding the wine glass in his hand, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, drank the wine in the glass, and muttered involuntarily. Muttered: “A toast to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes three people…”

“What happened to Brother Yanzhou today, why didn’t he say a word?” A certain talented man looked up and looked in a certain direction, a trace of doubt flashed across his face.

The other party is recognized as the number one talent in Qing’an. Few people compare to the prosperous poetry talent. Today, apart from Shen Zhaoneng competing with him for the leader of the poetry club, there is no opponent at all.

is Shen Zhao. In terms of Mid-Autumn Festival Ci, it’s hard to compare with Yang Yanzhou. Although he hasn’t come up with a ci composition yet, he has almost included the leader, but now it seems that the other party’s mood doesn’t seem to be the same. How tall it looks.