One elder sister is not as charming as the second, three inches golden lotus and four inches waist.
Apply 567 yuan powder and make up 890 points.
This quatrain embeds ten numerals evenly in the sentence in turn, which is very natural and ingenious.
Another time, someone wanted to hit Lun Xuwen and took a picture of a bird, asking him to write a bird quatrain first. He writes poetry in less than ten numbers:
Born one after another, three four five six seven eight.
Phoenix has so many birds that it pecks at thousands of stones in the world.
According to legend, when Emperor Qianlong was enjoying the moon by the Jiangnan River, he saw a boat moored on the shore. There was a fisherman sitting on the boat, wearing a hat and hemp fiber and holding a long fishing pole. Seeing this, Qianlong's interest increased greatly, and immediately asked an accompanying minister to write a four-line poem, using ten "ones" to describe what he saw. The minister thought for a moment and said:
One pole, one inch, one hook, one hat, one boat,
One day, one place and one bright moon, one person catches a river and autumn alone.
The ingenious combination of these ten "one" characters with heaven, earth, moon, people and things vividly described the scene at that time, and Qianlong and his ministers were amazed again and again.
Song Dynasty scholar Shao Tang wrote such a poem:
Once you walk two or three miles, there are four or five smoke villages.
The pavilions are six or seven, and the flowers bloom in eighty or ninety.
In his short poem "The Cross", the poet skillfully used ten numbers from one to ten, depicting a scenery of the journey for us and showing us a simple and natural rural custom painting.
Digital poetry is one of the ancient miscellaneous poems in China. Embedding different numbers in a sentence is not only unique, but also poetic, and the artistic conception is still fresh and profound.
He, a poetess in Qing Dynasty, was good at writing digital poems. She once wrote a poem, and even used ten ones, but it didn't give people the feeling of repetition:
A flower, a willow, a pebble, a sunset, a bird.
One book, one water, one temple, one forest, one yellow leaf and one monk return.
Sketched a picture of "Monks Returning Late in Late Autumn"
And a poem by Chen Ling in Qing Dynasty draws a picture of a fisherman fishing with a distant artistic conception:
A sail, an oar, a fishing boat, a fisherman and a hook.
A bow and a smile, a bright moon and an autumn.
Eight streams in front of the 100-foot building, four strong flutes, and six bridges in the west.
Send a book to bid farewell to Sanchun geese, and lean on the pillow to smell the chicken for five nights.
On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, there will be a meeting of cowgirls, and the case will last for ten years.
Thousands of thoughts return to September, and orioles cry in February.