Chapter 226: Hitting the Heroine
Lin Yuxi turned to look at Lin Yuxin, who looked unhappy, and asked, "Sister, do you have anything to say?"
Lin Yuxin forced a smile and looked away, "Sister, I...what can I say? It's just that this farce downstairs is really sad."
Her hands twisted the handkerchief unconsciously, but she felt uneasy in her heart.
Lin Yuxi took a sip of tea, looked downstairs leisurely, and said slowly: "People in this world always want to take shortcuts, but they don't know that one wrong step will lead to more mistakes. That talented man thought he could become famous by plagiarizing a poem, but he never thought he would end up like this."
The noble lady Zhao Wan'er also echoed, "Yes, poetry is a work that expresses true feelings. If you plagiarize it just for fame and fortune, it will really taint this pure land of literature."
Lin Yuxi nodded slightly and continued, "Writing poetry is like being a person. One can see a person's ambitions and feelings from his poems. Those who try to use other people's poems to show off their own talents will eventually be exposed."
Her eyes swept over Lin Yuxin intentionally or unintentionally, "Sister, don't you think so?"
Lin Yuxin's body froze, and she pretended to be calm and replied, "Sister, you are absolutely right."
Lin Yuxin unconsciously avoided Lin Yuxi's gaze, feeling uneasy. She had originally thought that she could shine at this banquet with her modern Tang and Song poems, but she didn't expect to encounter one emergency after another!
She already had ulterior motives, and now she felt that Lin Yuxi's words were full of profound meaning, and every word was a warning to her.
Fortunately, she gave up the plan in time, otherwise she would be one more person who would have died on the spot!
At this time, another talented woman, Sun Yueran, spoke up: "Take the poem "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" for example, 'I raise my cup to invite the bright moon, and my shadow and I become three people', just ten short words, fully display the poet's romantic feelings and lonely mood.
Although the plagiarist just now may be praised by everyone for a while, when everyone takes the time to read it carefully, they will find many flaws.
For example, in terms of writing style, word usage, emotional expression, etc., everyone has their own habits. Once you compare the works of this person horizontally, as long as you compare and study carefully, you can see the clues and judge that he is not the original author. "
Lin Yuxi looked at Sun Yueran with a smile.
"Sister Sun is absolutely right. Poetry is the expression of one's true feelings. We are in this poetry gathering, and everything we see and hear can help us see into people's hearts.
A poem can express one's aspirations and emotions. A poem can reveal a person's character and ambitions. Those who try to use a poem at random are really ridiculous. "
Gu Mingyue nodded and said, "Sister Yuxi is right. A truly good poem is one that comes from the heart, not from plagiarism or imitation. Just like the spring flowers and the autumn moon, each has its own beauty. If you forcibly give the rhythm of the spring flowers to the autumn moon, wouldn't it mess up the order of time and lose its authenticity?"
As Lin Yuxin listened to their discussion, beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead. She secretly regretted that her original idea was too simple.
She thought she could shine at this ancient poetry gathering with her modern Tang and Song poems, but who knew these ancient ladies had such a sharp eye!
Lin Yuxi didn't seem to notice Lin Yuxin's abnormality, and continued: "Although we women are living in seclusion, we should express our aspirations through poetry and not have any evil thoughts." As she spoke, her eyes fell on Lin Yuxin again.
Lin Yuxin nodded quickly, "Sister, I will definitely remember what you taught me."
Lin Yuxi gently patted Lin Yuxin's hand, "It's good that you understand, sister. There are not so many shortcuts in this world. Only by keeping your feet on the ground can you feel at ease."
Lin Yuxin felt that every word of her sister was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart, making her unable to breathe. She secretly raised her eyes to observe her sister's expression, but found that Lin Yuxi's face always had a faint smile, full of deep meaning.
At this time, there was another noise downstairs. It turned out that a talented scholar was reciting his new work, and everyone was commenting on it.
Lin Yuxi turned her head and looked downstairs, her lips curled up slightly, "Let's take a look at the poems written by this talented scholar. Although they are a little immature, they are also true expressions of feelings, which are much better than those who plagiarized."
The ladies nodded and began to discuss the pros and cons of this new poem.
Lin Yuxin sat aside, having no intention of participating in the discussion, feeling lost and depressed.
Lin Yuxi suddenly looked at Lin Yuxin, "Xin'er, what do you think of this poem?"
Lin Yuxin responded in a panic: "I...I think, well, it's not bad."
Lin Yuxi chuckled, "Sister, this evaluation is a bit perfunctory."
Lin Yuxin's face instantly turned red. "Sister, I... I really don't have much knowledge and knowledge, so I dare not make any comments."
Lin Yuxi sighed slightly, "Sister, there is no need to be so reserved between you and me. Today's poetry gathering is a place for communication and exchange."
Lin Yuxin lowered her head and whispered, "Sister, I understand."
Lin Yuxi looked at her gently, "It's good to know. Sister, you have to remember that we should rely on our true abilities to survive in this world, not on those opportunistic means."
Lin Yuxin nodded heavily, "I will definitely remember your teachings."
Lin Yuxi smiled with satisfaction, "That's great. Come, let's continue to appreciate the masterpieces of this poetry gathering."
In the following time, Lin Yuxi and the ladies continued to appreciate the poems, while Lin Yuxin tried to calm herself down and listened carefully to everyone's opinions.
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Lin Yuxi picked up the poetry collection that had just been placed on the table and said slowly: "Just like the masterpieces in this collection, some are bold, some are graceful, some are concerned about the country and the people, and some are sentimental about the mountains and rivers. They are all the true feelings of the authors."
She turned to a page and read: "'I will climb to the top of the mountain and look down on all the other mountains.' Such a heroic spirit can only be achieved by a person with a broad mind."
She put down the poetry collection and her eyes fell on Lin Yuxin again: "Xin'er, do you know why some people's poems can be passed down through the ages, while others can only become a laughing stock?"
Lin Yuxin's lips trembled slightly, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Sister... I... I don't know."
Lin Yuxi sighed softly: "That's because the former uses their heart to feel life and uses poetry to express their soul. The latter, on the other hand, only seeks fame and fortune and takes shortcuts. Sister, you are very smart, but don't go astray."
Lin Yuxin shuddered and said quickly, "Sister, I will definitely remember what you taught me."
Lin Yuxi patted Lin Yuxin's hand and softened her tone: "Sister, you and I are sisters. We prosper together and suffer together. I hope you can understand the truth. The way of poetry is like the road of life. You need to be down-to-earth and take one step at a time."
At this time, there was another noise downstairs. It turned out that a talented scholar had composed a beautiful poem on the spot, which attracted everyone's admiration.
Zhao Wan'er smiled and said, "Look, this is real talent and knowledge."
Li Mengqi also said: "Yes, only poems written with heart can move people."
Lin Yuxin secretly looked up and observed the expressions of the crowd, feeling extremely regretful. She had originally thought that her identity as a time traveler would allow her to call the shots in this world, but she had not expected that she would almost fall into an irretrievable situation.
Lin Yuxi continued to discuss poetry with everyone, analyzing the subtleties of each poem. Lin Yuxin sat on the side, feeling very uncomfortable, but she did not dare to show any impatience.
"Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I leisurely see the southern mountains.' This sentence seems plain, but it contains the yearning for a leisurely life and the love for nature." Lin Yuxi said.
Li Mengqi added: "That's right. Anyone who can write such a poem must be peaceful and not disturbed by the world."
Lin Yuxin couldn't help but interjected: "This... this is not difficult at all, I can write it too."
Lin Yuxi raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Since my sister is so confident, why not compose a song on the spot to open our sisters' eyes."
Lin Yuxin was suddenly speechless. How could she have such real ability? She was just relying on the poems she remembered.
"Sister... I... I'm not in good condition today, let's do it another day." Lin Yuxin said awkwardly.
Lin Yuxi smiled slightly: "Don't be nervous, sister. I just said it casually. But when writing poetry, you need to be inspired by it. Don't just write it for the sake of writing."
Lin Yuxin nodded her head, but her heart was filled with bitterness.
After a while, Lin Yuxi saw that the talented people downstairs really couldn't come up with any refreshing poems, so she simply discussed the new collection of poems published by Yanyu Pavilion with everyone.
"I have worn my golden armor through a hundred battles in the yellow sand, and I will not return until I have conquered Loulan.' This lofty ambition and passion is truly a heroic poem."
Sun Yueran said with emotion: "Yes, from the poem we can feel the poet's firm belief and fearless courage."
Lin Yuxin thought to herself: These poems are so common in modern times, what's so great about them? But she didn't dare to say it out loud.
Lin Yuxi seemed to see through her thoughts and said, "Sister, don't underestimate these poems. Every poem that can be passed down has its unique value and charm."
Lin Yuxin forced a smile: "Sister is right."