Four poems?

After hearing Zhao Ce's words, everyone looked down at the paper.

"Isn't this a ten-character poem? Why are there four?"

"Yes, Zhao Ce, have you hidden poetry somewhere else?"

Mr. Lu also looked down at him in confusion. When he saw a lonely poem on the white paper, he sneered.

"Although Mr. Zhao did not compare me as an unknown young man as a child test, he didn't have to talk so much."

"Even if you say you write four more poems, I can write four more poems."

"In this way, if you write four seven-character or ten-character quatrains, I will write four seven-character regulated verses. How about it?"

When the people present heard four more songs, everyone became active again.

"Zhao Ce, then you can do four more songs and let Mr. Lu take a good look at Xiao Sanyuan's strength!"

"That's right, you are the first in this monthly exam. If you beat everyone, how could you lose in poetry?"

"And I think the poem you wrote before is better than Mr. Lu's."

Zhao Ce smiled calmly as he listened to everyone's words.

He looked at Mr. Lu's confident look and thought to himself that this man was really ignorant of the world.

If Mr. Lu knew the mystery in his poem, he would not know if he would vomit blood?

But since he gave him a face to beat him, Zhao Ce naturally wouldn't dislike the pain of beating someone's hands.

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "It's great."

"Since Young Master Lu is also a competitive person, I'm relieved."

"I'm afraid Mr. Lu will never dare to write poems in front of others since today."

Wow!

What an arrogant tone!

Since he was classmates with Zhao Ce, Zhao Ce has been a gentleman in their hearts and never took the initiative to show off.

Now he can say such words?

Lun Mingyi said excitedly: "Zhao Ce, your tone is too arrogant!"

"I will admire someone like you and give Mr. Zhao a new blank paper!"

Everyone was also discussing heatedly because of Zhao Ce's arrogant tone.

Someone next to him stretched out his hand and wanted to give Zhao Ce new white paper.

Zhao Ce waved his hand and said, "No need."

After saying that, he picked up the brush on the table, and started writing again without thinking at all.

After just finishing writing, he didn't say anything, he was just thinking about it.

As a copycat, although he can never forget it after traveling through time, before traveling through time, he still has to rely on his own bad pen to record a lot of useful knowledge.

He scraped his stomach and recalled the poem, let alone abused students, even if he abused many Jinshi, it would probably be enough!

When Mr. Lu saw that Zhao Ce was busy writing without thinking, he was also a little anxious.

The person next to him also brought him a blank paper. Mr. Lu took the pen and ink, thought about it for a while, and wrote a poem.

When he recalled the second poem of the same type he had written, there was already a cheer from there.

"It's written!"

"Four poems, seven-character quatrains!"

"This speed is so fast! Brother Zhao is a talented person!"

Zhao Ce put down his brush and nodded to everyone.

The four poems he wrote later are written next to the poem he wrote just now.

Someone lowered his head and read aloud first: "Spring, the orioles sing on the shore willows make the spring clear, the willows make the spring clear at night, the moon shines on the shore willows make the spring clear at night. The moon shines on the shore willows on the shore willows on the shore willows."

“…”

When he finished reading, everyone who was cheering suddenly fell silent.

This is......

Lun Mingyi couldn't wait any longer. He walked to the person who was reciting the poem and directly reached out to pick up the poem written by Zhao Ce.

"Summer, the fragrance of lotus is clear and the wind is cool, the water is cool, the summer is long. The summer is cool, the wind is cool, the water is cool, the water is fragrant."

After he finished reading, his eyes widened incredible.

Everyone present also showed a look of surprise.

Mr. Lu, who was still thinking hard, heard these people suddenly cheering, and suddenly became quiet again, and raised his head in confusion.

When I saw the few people beside him who were classmates, they all looked at the white paper in Lun Mingyi's hand in amazement.

Old God Zhao Ce opened his folding fan and sang the air with a slight smug look on his face.

Well, this fan also has the same faint fragrance as the little girl on her body, which smells nice!

The man next to Lun Mingyi turned his head dullly and asked suddenly: "Zhao Ce, you are..."

"Are you a palindrome poem?"

The so-called palindrome poem, as the name suggests, is a poem that can be repeated over and over again, and read back and forth in reverse and into chapters.

This is also a unique strange flower in the history of Chinese poetry and prose.

When reading poems and reading them, they are all sings and written.

After the Jin Dynasty, many great writers wrote palindrome poems.

There are many types of palindrome poems.

But those are all things from the previous dynasty, so they are naturally not useful.

The poem written by Zhao Ce was written by a talented woman in the Qing Dynasty and is a classic "repetition".

That is to say, it is continuous to the end first, and then from the end to the beginning.

However, the magic of this poem is not about turning it in turn, but about turning it backwards.

This poem describes the scene of the four seasons in the mountains. Each sentence is one season. When it is made separately, the four sentences become four seven-character quatrains.

If you change the punctuation marks, you can also form a five-character quatrain.

Pastoral poetry is difficult, but a masterpiece of Pastoral poetry that can be used to make a variety of tricks is to beat Master Lu’s several seven-character quatrains...

Zhao Ce's eyebrows raised slightly, and his face no longer looked modest and polite, but a arrogant look.

He smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Lu, I am not talented, I wrote four poems in one poem."

"And you?"

"The ten-character poems I wrote before are intercepted according to the words "first seven first and seven next", and then recite them in reverse, and each sentence can be turned into a seven-character quatrain."

"Spring, summer, autumn and winter, each sentence is a seven-character charlatan... can be a separate poem."

"Young Master Lu..." Zhao Ce smiled and said, "How about comparing your four unfinished poems?"

boom!!!

Everyone present had a numb scalp.

It turns out that what Zhao Ce wrote is really a palindrome poem!

And it is a song with extremely difficult and extremely strict requirements on personal vocabulary and rhyme!

Each sentence becomes a poem, each sentence becomes a seasonal landscape poem...

Those who can write such poems must be someone with a very large vocabulary and extremely skilled in playing word games!

Someone murmured, "How can I compare to this..."

"After being defeated by such a poem, who dares to write poems to compete with others in the future?"

Lun Mingyi looked at the poems in his hand and rummed the two poems that came out in a trembling voice.

""Autumn"

Autumn river Chuyan stays in the sandbank,

The shallow water flows in Yansui Shazhou.

The flowing water is covered with swallows in the shallow sand,

The sands of the rivers are in the autumn of the swallows and Chu rivers."

""winter"

The red furnace is covered with charcoal and the cold wind is burned,

The charcoal burns cold wind to resist the middle of winter.

Frying charcoal with cold wind during winter,

The wind and cold roast charcoal penetrates the furnace red.”

Every time I read a song, the scene becomes quieter.

After Lun Mingyi finished reading all four poems, the room was already quiet and could hear it.

Lun Mingyi's scalp was numb and he swallowed, saying, "Is this better than comparison?"
Chapter completed!