Chapter 2332: Encouragement
farewell to his last days of bachelorhood.His movement came to an abrupt halt.The whole body, stiff and motionless.The next moment, the man suddenly rolled over and got off the bed, rushing to the ta...Mu Zichuan suddenly fell silent, gave Yang Ruoqing a trusting look, and then sat back down himself.
And Yang Ruohua, with a smile, addressed Mrs. Lin and the others: "Well, you see, I'm from the countryside. Today, I just came along to join in the fun after following Mu Zichuan's sleeve."
"Since Miss Han is so insistent, and I've already eaten so many pastries from Mrs. Lin, it would be rude of me not to say a few words!" she said.
Mrs. Lin smiled a little awkwardly.
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Han Ruyi's eyes lit up, and she urged Yang Ruqing impatiently: "Miss Yang, don't be so modest anymore. Come on, let us hear your masterpiece!"
Yang Ruqing smiled and said, "It's not a masterpiece, you know. I'm just a rough person, making only light verses."
“It doesn't matter what poems you recite, just read them aloud. The important thing is to participate.” Mrs. Lin spoke again, her gaze fixed on Yang Ruqing, with a hint of encouragement in her eyes.
Yang Ruoqing nodded and said, "Songchun, I don't know how to flatter you either. But, I grew up in the countryside,"
"Every spring, our village, from front to back, along the ridges of the fields and by the ponds, the willow trees grow so vigorously. I'll use willows to write a poem!"
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“Certainly!” Mrs. Lin nodded, then raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet and listen to Yang Ruoqing’s poem.
Han Ruyi also sat down, her gaze fixed on Yang Ruoqing, a sneer curling at the corners of her lips.
Just waiting for Yang Ruqing to make a fool of herself, hahaha...
Here, Yang Ruqing cleared her throat and then, in her distinctive voice, recited a poem with emotion:
A jade-like tree stands tall,
Ten thousand strands of green silk hang down, crimson as they flow.
Who knows the fine leaves, carefully trimmed and cut The February spring breeze seems like scissors!
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After the recitation was finished, not a word was spoken in the study.
Although the air seemed still, subtle changes were taking place.
Yang Ruqing blinked, her gaze sweeping over the varied expressions of the crowd, a hint of confusion in her heart.
What's up
Can't they understand this poem "Ode to Willow" by He Zhizhang
If you can't understand it, why don't you go and plagiarize another one of Meng Haoran's poems
The sound of clapping suddenly came from over there.
Yang Ruqing looked up and saw it was Mrs. Lin.
Mrs. Lin's eyes sparkled, but her face was flushed like she was drunk, revealing a look of intoxication and aftertaste.
“The first three lines of this poem seem to be praising willows,” Mrs. Lin couldn’t help but comment.
"The third sentence is a question, and the fourth sentence is an answer. This seemingly simple question-and-answer format cleverly conveys the willow tree's graceful swaying in the spring breeze."
This poem, on the surface, praises willow trees, but in reality, it praises the spring breeze. Especially the word "scissors," which makes us feel the creativity of spring and the birth of all things!
At the side, Madam Li also had a look of intoxication, echoing what Madam Lin said: "Madam Lin is right. In this poem, I also feel the creativity and vitality of spring."
Then Mrs. Lin continued, “Poetry is not simply about using beautiful words to pile them up; true beauty lies in something more.”
“Return to simplicity and write something vivid and lively, and then this poem will no longer be dead, but alive.”
“Miss Yang's this couplet, truly poetry like the person, full of vitality, makes people read it again and again, each time analyzed, there is a different feeling.”
“Thank you, Miss Yang, for bringing such wonderful poetry!” Mrs. Lin said again, her voice growing more and more excited, her face flushed red.
At this moment, many people in the elegant room also savor a different kind of meaning from it, nodding in approval.
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The eyes that fell on Yang Ruqing held a lot more surprise, and many people began to look at her anew.
This made her face flush a little.
I'm not afraid of being watched, even if ten thousand people are watching me, I'm not scared.
Red, because I feel sorry for He Zhizhang.
Such creative and lively poetry, it was written by Lao He. She is simply a 'mover'.
Beside her, Mu Zichuan was also immersed in the poetic atmosphere of the poem, just like Mrs. Lin and the others.
At this moment, he couldn't help but excitedly say to Yang Ruqing: "Ruqing, I didn't expect you to observe those willow trees in our village so carefully, and be able to use them to create such a wonderful poem. I am truly ashamed of myself!"
What he said was true.
Just now, even if he wrote a poem for her, it would probably still be within the confines of that Spring Ode template.
Either she's really clever, full of energy, and imagination knows no bounds.
She was his pride and joy, and his spine straightened a little.
One person was extremely unhappy.
Yes, that person is Han Ruyi.
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After that moment of stunned silence, seeing the reactions of the people around her, and hearing Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Li's high praise for Yang Ruqing, Han Ruyi felt like she was being slapped in the face.
She also didn't care about her own grace and took the initiative to speak again.
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“Miss Yang’s wittiness is indeed quite flavorful. It involves both willow trees and scissors, quite a few props!” Han Ruyi said.
Yang Ruqing giggled and said, "In our countryside, willow trees are everywhere, and there are even more scissors! We use them to sew shoes, thread needles, and shear sheep wool."
Han Ruyi's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, a trace of disgust flashing in her eyes.
"Miss Yang's poems have greatly opened my ears, and I would like to learn more from Miss Yang. Would you be willing to give me some guidance" she asked.
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Is this... a one-on-one challenge
Yang Ruqing widened her eyes. Beside her, Mu Zichuan frowned.
Qing'er could be lucky this once, but good fortune wouldn't always favor her.
This Han Ruyi is intentional!
What should we do Should we stop it
Mú Zǐchuān hesitated for a moment.
And including Mrs. Lin, no one else stopped him.
Each person had their own thoughts. Led by Mrs. Lin, some wanted to see if Yang Ruqing had any other outstanding works.
And those represented by Han Ruyi were just waiting for Yang Ruoheng to make a fool of herself.
Here, Yang Ruqing's face showed a few traces of difficulty. She said to Han Ruyi: "Compete I only have a little ink left. I think it's better to forget it. I admit defeat..."
Han Ruyi said: "Haven't you even started the competition yet and you're already admitting defeat Then I wouldn't be considered a victor by any means!"
"Huh Hahaha..." Yang Ruqing laughed again.
“Miss Yang, don't be so modest. It’s a rare occasion to have such good atmosphere today. Let's spar again! Friendship comes first, competition second. As Mrs. Lin just said, the important thing is to participate!” Han Ruyi added.
Yang Ruqing glanced around and then said, "Alright, alright, since Miss Han insists on sparring with me, I'll play along."
"Good!" sneered Han Ruyi.
Then, she turned her head to look at Mrs. Lin, "Please give us a question, Mrs. Lin."
Mrs. Lin pondered for a moment and said, "Since this is a poetry gathering, you two should still write poems for this round!"
“Previously, it was the Song of Spring. Spring, a year's plan begins in spring, all things grow and flourish with vigorous vitality.”
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