Zhangsun Wuji was really angered by his little nephew.
He was young, but his mouth was really too vicious.
Even a cunning old man like Zhangsun Wuji could not withstand it.
Hence, he decided to do it.
Zhangsun Wuji was prepared to make things difficult for his three-year-old nephew.
He wanted to let this child know that there was always someone better and that he had to keep a low profile!
Zhangsun Wuji pointed at the Mountain River sunrise Painting in the Dew Palace and asked with a smile,""Your Highness Jin Wang, can you use this picture to compose a poem?”
Composing poems on the spot?
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were both stunned.
Wasn't this making things difficult for a three-year-old child?
Li Jing glared at Zhangsun Wuji in disdain.
He cursed in his heart,"Pah, how can someone like this be worthy of being an uncle?"
The three-year-old Li Zhi did not retreat at all. His big eyes flickered as he looked at the River-Mountain sunrise Painting.
Seeing that Li Zhi was no longer speaking, Zhangsun Wuji thought that he had already stumped Li Zhi. He could not help but feel quite proud.
"Little nephew, you can't do it anymore, right? Actually, it's normal that I can't compose it. In such a short period of time, it's very difficult for me to compose a poem! But humans have to know their limits…"
Zhangsun Wuji hadn't finished speaking.
Li Zhi once again looked down on him.
"Haha! Who couldn't do this? Only a fool can't do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Li Zhi weighed the heirloom seal under his feet, held the brush in his hand, and dipped it in ink.
He waved his ink again.
Soon, a poem appeared on a piece of white paper!
It was:
With the dark waves of the tide, the snow-capped mountains poured down, and the fishing boats on the distant shore caught the moonlight.
The bridge faces the temple gate, and the pine path is small, and the stone waves at the mouth of the spring are clear.
The green trees are far away, the river is bright, the sea is red and the sun is clear.
Looking at the four sides of the clouds and water, green peaks thousands of points Hong light.
Just one song!
Silence!
Zhangsun Wuji felt a burning pain on his face.
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui widened their eyes.
Although Li Jing was a martial artist, he would usually read poems to be cultured. Therefore, he could tell that Li Zhi's poems were very shocking and had a sense of sharpness!
Li Shi Min swallowed his saliva and muttered,"Oh my god! He was writing poetry at the age of three, and he was still so good! This is not inherited from me! What kind of monster did I give birth to!”
The Changle Lolita beside him also covered her mouth. Her watery eyes were filled with stars.
Changle had to admit that he was a little infatuated.
She felt that her dream lover was her three-year-old brother, Li Zhi!
Li Zhi looked around and saw that no one was talking, so he smiled and said in a childish voice,
"Everyone, have you heard of palindromic poems?”
Du Ruhui nodded slightly." The so-called palindromic poems, as the name suggests, are poems that can be read back and forth. They are a unique flower of Chinese culture. However, creating palindromic poems was very difficult!”
Du Ruhui's face was filled with respect.
"Old Man Du, take a look at my poem. Is it a palindromic poem?" Li Zhi said calmly.”
Du Ruhui didn't pay any attention to Prince Jin's rudeness.
Instead, he quickly read it backwards.
It didn't matter if he didn't read it.
He was shocked when he read it!
" The light Hong is dotted with thousands of green peaks; The water meets the clouds and looks far away.”
"On a sunny day, the sea is red, and the trees are green in the morning.”
"Clear Waves Stone Eye Spring is the threshold, and the path to Songmen Temple is opposite the bridge.”
"The moon fishing boat is far away from the fishing pond, and the snow waves are dark with the tide.”
After reading it, Du Ruhui sucked in a breath of cold air. Even his eyes widened like copper bells!
"Palindromic poem! Prince Jin had written a palindromic poem!”
"And it's such a beautiful palindromic poem!”
Fang Xuanling couldn't hold back his excitement. He rushed forward and started reading from the first word, then from the last word!
He read it ten times!
Only then did he stop.
"A genius! What a genius! Prince Jin was only three years old, yet he was able to write such a vivid palindromic poem! If he grows up, he'll be in big trouble!"
Fang Xuanling was already thinking about how terrifying Prince Jin would be when he grew up!
Zhangsun Wuji pursed his lips and did not dare to say anything else.
He had just been slapped in the face, and now, he was slapped in the face again with this palindromic poem.
Zhangsun Wuji felt that his face was about to swell from the slap!
He originally wanted to mock Li Zhi so that this three-year-old child would back down and not be too impudent! However, in the end, it turned out that the one who had been impudent was actually himself!
Although Zhangsun Wuji felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
However, he had to admit that the artistic value of Li Zhi's palindromic poem was extremely high!
Reading it, it's a poem about sunrise.
He vividly described the two scenes of boating on a moonlit night and daybreak on the river!
Reading it in reverse was even more amazing!
This was because it was the same artistic conception in reverse. It also vividly described the beautiful scenery in the painting, but it turned into a sunset poem. It could be said to be superb!
Zhangsun Wuji couldn't help but mutter,"Most palindromic poems are made from raw materials. In fact, palindromic poems inherited the artistic feature of repeated chanting in order to achieve the purpose of "expressing one's will and narrating things", producing a strong artistic effect of repeating poems. Prince Jin's palindromic poem was very good. He did not put the poem together for palindromic purposes. Therefore, this poem was full of vigor and endless beauty!”
Everyone understood that once this poem was spread, it would shake the entire poetry world of the Great Tang!
At that time!
The scholars of the Great Tang would know that the imperial family had a qilin son.
A mere three-year-old with calligraphy and a palindromic poem had already shocked the world!
Li Shi Min rubbed his palms together and smiled,"Slave Zhi, where did you learn your calligraphy and palindromic?”
Li Zhi chuckled and lied casually,
"From a dream! An old man taught me in my dream!"
Err…
Li Shi Min and the other High Dukes didn't believe it! However, this explanation seemed to be the most reasonable, so he had to believe it!
"Stinky Li Er, stay away from me! Your flat-faced face is so ugly. You still have bad breath. It's so smelly!"
Li Zhi stretched out his fist and pushed Li Shiming far away!
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