Chapter 271 In the long river of time, what are you and I?
【Where is the emperor’s son in the pavilion now? Outside the railings, the Yangtze River flows by itself. 】

When this poem “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” was completed.

Immediately, all the scholars and scholars in the audience were shocked by Lin Feng’s literary talent!
It should be said that Lin Feng left the word “empty” at the end of this poem.

Compared with other scholars’ speculations of “the river flows by itself”, “each flows by itself”, “the boat flows by itself”…

From the perspective of artistic conception, this is simply more than an order of magnitude higher!
The great river flows eastward, the waves wash away all the heroes of the ages!
In this poem, the last word “empty flow” is
Very intuitively describes the cruelty of the historical torrent!
“Is this Lin Feng’s true level?!”

No matter how amazing you are,

No matter how talented you are,

But in the face of the torrent of history, you and I are just a speck of dust in the rolling Yangtze River…

Looking at the last four lines of the poem “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng”:
“The towering Tengwang Pavilion is built on the bank of the river. The scene of Tengwang’s banquet is no longer seen.”

“The light clouds from Nanpu pass over the painted buildings of Tengwang Pavilion in the morning, and the mist and rain from Xishan roll up the pearl curtains of Tengwang Pavilion in the evening.”

“The leisurely clouds are reflected on the lake water and pass by leisurely, and the changing scenery counts the spring and autumn under the starry sky.”

“Where is the prince who built this Tengwang Pavilion? Only the Yangtze River outside the railings flows eastward…”

No matter how talented you are, no matter how prominent your status is,
But in the face of the long river of time, what can you and I count for?
Thousands of years ago, there was a gathering of literati at the Tengwang Pavilion, similar to today’s.

But today, thousands of years later,

Where have all these poets and lyricists who attended the rally gone?
Haven’t they all disappeared in the long river of history?

Time is fair to everyone.

No matter if he is a ragged beggar.

Or an emperor of prominent status.

Everyone in this world, everyone’s final destination,

There is only one——

death.

Death is the final chapter of life.

Just as Lin Feng wrote in the last line of “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” –

“Where is the emperor’s son in the pavilion now? The Yangtze River flows outside the railings!”

Even saints cannot escape death, let alone mortals like you and me?
Just like the finishing touch!
When Lin Feng personally pointed out the word “blank” that needed to be filled in at the end of “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng”!
Immediately, the whole article is sublimated!
At this moment, “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” can truly be called a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!
Thousands of years later, even if all the writers present have disappeared, this “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” will be passed down along with the long river of time, and will be passed down for thousands of years to come – for the future generations to appreciate!
Have a contest across time and space with the literati and scholars from a thousand years later!
At this moment, carefully appreciating the “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” placed on the main building of the Pavilion of Prince Teng, Hu Hanmo could not help but sigh:
“What a poem, what a poem.”

To be honest, as the chairman, Hu Hanmo also participated in many literary gatherings.

There are many literary gatherings among them, and their standards are very high!
However, a poem like “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” that has amazed the world for thousands of years has lived for fifty or sixty years.
This is the first time Hu Hanmo has seen it!
Who would have thought that such a unique masterpiece would be born from a small centennial celebration?
Not only Hu Hanmo did not expect this, but countless other scholars and patriots at the scene were also surprised by this situation.

That was also totally unexpected.

“The master of literature is worthy of the title. This poem “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” is truly amazing!”

“Amazing! It’s absolutely amazing! If I could have half the talent of “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng”, oh no, if I could have one tenth of the talent of “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng”, then I should be able to amaze the literary world today, right?”

“Who would have thought that this “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” was actually a poem written by Lin Feng?”

“Awesome, really awesome! I have never admired anyone in my life, but this Lin Feng is really the first person I admire!”

“If the “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” is really just a drop in the ocean as Lin Feng said, then I would like to ask, after Lin Feng wrote the poem in the main building of the Pavilion of Prince Teng today -“

“Who will dare to stand on this Tengwang Pavilion and write poetry in the future?!”

No one expected that
“Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” is such a masterpiece that it is enshrined in history.
It was actually written by a writer like Lin Feng who didn’t care about his appearance?
If we talk about how beautifully the “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” is written, then Lin Feng, a writer like him——

How lazy he is!
The most terrifying thing is that such a masterpiece that will be recorded in history was actually created by Lin Feng in an impromptu state?!
Who can believe this?!
Who can accept this?!
Everyone, including countless writers and scholars at the scene, couldn’t believe it.

However, the facts are already before us——

This “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” was not only created by Lin Feng on the spur of the moment,
Moreover, this “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” is written very smoothly, without any pauses in the whole article!
This was something that no one dared to believe.

After decades of hard study, I am still not as good as a young man’s improvisation?
Is this the world of genius?!
The gap between people is really bigger than that between dogs!
Praise, sigh, or be shocked…

Feeling the various discussions of the crowd and looking forward to the guests, I felt proud and proud.
I immediately felt like I had let out a huge gust of anger!
Weren’t you guys so cool just now?
You keep hanging!
I, Lin Feng, killed you instantly with one song. Now you know who the big brother is?
Didn’t you all look down on us just now?
What, now you can tell the difference between the big and small kings?
Nini, who had been severely looked down upon just now, immediately straightened his chest. He looked at the scholar beside him who had just mocked him, and gave him a taste of his own medicine.

He immediately mocked:
“Does Lin Feng know?”

“My big brother!” “Lin Feng doesn’t look down on me, but you look down on me?”

“Who the hell are you?”

“Do you deserve it?”

Huang Lei, who had always been mocked and looked down upon, and dared not speak, was now very proud and said:
“You guys keep looking down on me!”

“Even Lin Feng doesn’t look down on me, so why do you look down on me?”

“No, do you understand the value of a literary master…”

As an actor, he was invited by the organizer to participate in this literary gathering, which had already caused a lot of controversy on the scene.

However, after Lin Feng wrote this poem “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” on the main building of the Pavilion of Prince Teng——

No one can question anymore the guests who yearn to attend this literary feast as actors.

Lin Feng has written “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng”, a literary master of this level,

What’s wrong with bringing two more people to attend the Tengwang Pavilion Centennial Celebration?
What happened?!
If you are not convinced, you can also go up and write a “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng”. Not to mention improvisation, as long as you can write a masterpiece of the level of “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng”,

Then you will just bring a hundred insignificant people to participate in this centenary celebration.

No one will have any objection!
At this moment, the people who have mixed feelings in their hearts——

It must be Zhuang Han who is still standing on the main building of Tengwang Pavilion!
Looking at the “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” placed intact in front of him.

After a long while, Zhuang Han slowly uttered a sentence:

“I’m not as good as him!”

Yes, he, Zhuang Han, is indeed not as good as Lin Feng.

He, Zhuang Han, is at most a top scholar of this era, but this Lin Feng, looking at the 5,000 years of Chinese history——

He is definitely a tyrant who suppressed the long river of history!
He is a poet who will definitely go down in history!
Compared with such a great poet, Zhuang Han can only be a poet of such small size that he cannot be any smaller.

Although, he has achieved some success in the field of literature.

But – how dare a firefly compete with the bright moon?
In front of Lin Feng, Zhuang Han’s literary achievements can really be said to be insignificant.

I originally thought that Lin Feng was a charlatan with a silver spear and a wax head, and had no real talent or knowledge.

But who would have thought that this is the true wisdom of foolishness!
This is a literary master who truly possesses great talent and wisdom.

Can a random improvisation suppress the literary world of ancient and modern times?
Looking at Zhuang Han in front of him, he was silent for a long time.
At this time, the host came up and asked him softly:
“Mr. Zhuang, I wonder what you think of Lin Feng’s “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng”?”

There is no doubt that in this battle between masters, Zhuang Han was definitely defeated!
And it was a disastrous defeat!
What Lin Feng said was true——

“One song is worth ten thousand of yours!”

He actually did it!
Hearing the host’s question, Zhuang Han frowned, as if thinking about something.

Although, this time, he was indeed defeated miserably!
However, as a master of literature, he certainly has the necessary bearing.

“What do you think of this poem, “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng”?”

Zhuang Han shook his head helplessly, then bent down and picked up the brush that Lin Feng had just thrown away from the ground.

I saw Zhuang Han writing and waving his brush.

On the rice paper, Zhuang Han’s comments on “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” and on Lin Feng, a scholar, suddenly appeared in everyone’s vision——

“Number one in the world!”

After writing these four words,

Changing his arrogant attitude, Zhuang Han gently placed the brush back on the inkstone.

Then he turned and left.

When he left, he left one last sentence:

“This time, I accept defeat wholeheartedly!”

(End of this chapter)