When everyone first heard Guo Jia's poems, they felt moved by his open-minded attitude towards life.

Following Cai Yong's comments, everyone noticed the subtlety of the writing of this poem, and cheers suddenly broke out.

Even the children of aristocratic families who had scorned Guo Jia before he wrote his poems were now impressed by his talent.

Liu Feng, who had been silent all this time, was very surprised at this moment.

After all, as a time traveler from later generations, this poem, which was called"Not a Hundred Years of Life" in later generations, was included in the nineteen ancient poems of later generations.

And because it is so old, and the author does not seem to expect this poem to be passed down to later generations, people in later generations can only verify that this poem and the other chapters of the nineteen ancient poems are poems from the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

As for who the author is, it has never been verified.

Is it possible that this poem was written by Guo Jia?

Although Liu Feng was confused, when he thought about it carefully, wasn't the attitude of carpe diem expressed in this poem exactly the same as Guo Jia's usual attitude towards life?

Moreover, this poem is from the late Eastern Han Dynasty, which is exactly the same era as Guo Jia's.

The most important thing is that this poem was recited by Guo Jia at this moment.

So no matter who wrote the later poem"Under 100 Years of Life", in this life, this poem has been completely marked by his Guo Fengxiao.

Then I will definitely not let future generations in this life not know his author.

Liu Feng finished thinking about it, and Cai Yong on the other side just finished commenting on the poem.

So, facing the eyes of everyone, especially Guo Jia, Liu Feng also said:"Mr. Cai has just commented on Guo Jia's poems in great detail. I believe people who didn't understand passed by Mr. Cai The comments by Mr. Cai can already understand the meaning of this poem.

And people who can understand it must have new ideas after Mr. Cai’s comments.

Therefore, in fact, what I want to say has already been Mr. Cai has said it.

However, since everyone looks at me with such enthusiasm, I can't say a word. So

, let me just make a brief evaluation.

Guo Jia's poem reflects I really appreciate the thought.

In general, life is short and taking pleasure in the moment is a good poem."

Just faced with Cai Yong's appreciation, Guo Jia just smiled and expressed his gratitude.

But at this time, when Guo Jia heard Liu Feng's praise, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then said:"The champion is really amazing. In just eight words, the content of the entire poem below is covered. Jia felt inferior.."

Regarding Guo Jia's words, Liu Feng also smiled slightly, and then said:"Although I can summarize your poem in eight words, I have repeatedly copied the metaphors and beautiful language in your poem."

Facing Liu Feng's humility and appreciation, Guo Jia said no more, just bowed to Liu Feng again, and then quickly walked back to his seat and sat down.

Everyone looked at Guo Jia who walked back to his seat, their eyes full of respect.

Then the game continued, and scribes from various states came out to compose poems one after another.

But compared to the stunning performance of"Under 100" by Guo Jia, who was the first to appear, the next few people who appeared were a little dull.

It wasn't until the carousel turned to Jizhou that Cui Yan, a famous scholar from Qinghe County, picked up his wine glass, and the poetry meeting reached another climax.

Cui Yan studied under Zheng Xuan, a master of Beihai Confucian classics, and was also a contemporary scholar as famous as Cai Yong.

After the waiter filled his glass with wine, he slowly walked into the open space in front and chanted:

"The east city is high and long, winding and connected to each other.

The returning wind is blowing, and the autumn grass is already green.

The four seasons change, and the end of the year comes so quickly!

The morning breeze is full of painstaking efforts, and the cricket is hurt and cramped.

To cleanse and let go of emotions, what is the end of oneself!"

After the poem was recited, it once again aroused the admiration of many children from aristocratic families in the audience.

Regarding Cui Yan's poem, Cai Yong also gave him an evaluation that was no worse than Guo Jia's.

"After listening to Cui Yanxian's poem, I can realize that we are in this depressing era, and also realize the life philosophy of"life is not gold and stone, how can we live a long life", and the depression is particularly profound.

When people are depressed and unable to get rid of it, they often turn to its opposite pole - having fun.

What this poem expresses is exactly this kind of turbulent thinking triggered by depression.

And all the scenery described in your poem seems to strengthen the poet's thinking and ideas about life from the opposite aspect.

That is, instead of restraining yourself everywhere and lamenting and lamenting in your old age, you should get rid of your worries earlier, let go of your feelings, and seek the joy of life."

After that, the carousel rotated through several states in succession, but there were not many poems that caught people's attention.

Among them, there were only two masterpieces that were widely recognized by everyone.

They were one by Mao Jie of Chenliu County in Yanzhou."Those Who Have Gone, Sunshine" and"How Bright the Moon Is" composed by Hua Xin from Pingyuan County, Qingzhou.

Just when everyone felt that the poetry meeting was gradually dulling, the turntable turned to Yuzhou again.

Because Guo was the first to appear. Guo Jia had already given everyone a big surprise, so everyone was looking forward to the works of other students from Yingchuan Academy.

When the wine glass passed by his eyes, although Guo Jia wanted to take another sip of the sweet wine, he still held back After all, he has already made enough limelight, so it is better to leave this opportunity to others.

Especially his good friend Xun Yu, who has not shown much performance yet.

Sure enough, as soon as the wine glass passed Guo Jia's position, it was passed by Xun Yu Picked it up.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, a tall and beautiful man with extraordinary appearance walked to the center of the venue in front.

He first bowed to Cai Yong and Liu Feng on the stage, and then turned to face the stage. The disciples from the aristocratic family sitting here raised their hands and said,"I'm Xun, Yingchuan, you've made a fool of yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of discussion from the audience.

"It turns out that this person is Xun Yu, the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Xun family in Yingchuan."

"As expected of a person from the Xun family in Yingchuan, he is a great talent at first glance."

Liu Feng was also in the discussion, carefully observing the most famous super counselor in later generations, and finally thought of a sentence to evaluate: A humble gentleman, gentle as a good jade.

But Xun Yu didn't care about the discussion in the audience, and waited until the discussion stopped. After that, he chanted:

"Returning to the car, we drove long and leisurely along the long road.

Looking around, the east wind is shaking the grass.

If you encounter things without a reason, how can you not grow old quickly?

There are times of ups and downs, and it’s never too early to get established.

Life is not gold and stone, how can one test longevity?

Immortality suddenly changes into things, and honorable names are regarded as treasures."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall of Longcheng Academy once again burst into fierce cheers.

Liu Feng looked at Xun Yu and did not pay attention to the content of his poem. He just thought: Unexpectedly, nineteen ancient poems from later generations, today's Five poems appeared in the poetry meeting.

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