Wang Shizhen, a poet in A Qing, wrote a poem called "Qiu Jiang Fishing Alone", which is a famous digital poetry:
A boat, a pole and an inch hook;
Sing a song, drink a bottle of wine, and catch a river alone.
This poem uses nine "ones" in succession, vividly depicting the natural and unrestrained manner of fishermen drinking and fishing while singing, as if it were just in front of them.
It is said that shortly after Zhuo Wenjun and Sima Xiangru got married, Sima Xiangru went to Chang 'an to be an official and never returned for five years. Wen Jun misses it very much. One day, she suddenly received a letter from her husband, and she was naturally overjoyed. Unexpectedly, when I opened it, I found that there were only thirteen numbers "1,234,567,891 million". Brilliant Zhuo Wenjun immediately understood her husband's meaning: without the number of "100 million", there would be no "meaning"! So, full of indignation, she wrote a digital poetry:
After a farewell, the two places hung up, saying March and April, who knows five or six years! The lyre has no intention to play, the eight lines have no transmission, the nine-line chain has never been broken, and the Shili Pavilion wants to wear it. I thought about it in every possible way, but I was helpless and could only blame Lang. A thousand words, bored, lonely geese on the ninth day, Mid-Autumn Festival in August is not round. In July and a half, I burned incense and held candles to ask the sky. In the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart. Durian in May is like fire, but it is drenched with cold rain. April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be fascinated by the mirror. Peach blossoms follow the water in March, and kite strings break in February. Hey! Lang Lang, I really hope that you are a woman and I am a man in the next life.
You see, this digital poetry is so well written. No wonder Sima Xiangru felt even more ashamed after reading it, and finally let Zhuo Wenjun take the high-speed train to Chang 'an. (Hu Xingtai)
Digital poetry in memory.
Overseas edition of People's Daily 65438+1October1"Interesting digital poetry" tells the heartbroken riddle written by Zhu, a poetess in the Song Dynasty:
Come downstairs, the money will fall;
Ask heaven where people are;
Hate the prince, have been there;
It is difficult to be with friends;
Regret that I missed my mouth;
Those that have been handed in and those that have not;
Why ask in vain;
Separate without a knife;
From now on, never rely on your enemy;
A thousand miles of lovesickness disappears.
Every sentence in this poem is a riddle, which adds up to one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine and ten.
When I was a teenager, I heard a classmate say a similar poem. He didn't say who the author was. The poem says:
Good Lantern Festival, sitting under the lamp;
The sky cries, whose home is this man? !
Hate Yu Lang, telling the truth doesn't make sense;
You can't stop when things happen.
From now on, I will never say anything about him again;
On friendship, it's not bad.
Dyed into soap, you can't say innocent words;
Separate them unless the knife is cut off.
Up to now, I have lost my strength and strength;
On second thought, duplicity.
This is no worse than Zhu's, especially "You can't say anything innocent when you dye it with soap" and "Think about it carefully, your mouth and heart are fake", which is really amazing.
In addition, I still remember a poem circulating in my hometown to break superstition and tear down clay sculptures:
Without saying a word,
There is no light in my eyes,
Skip three meals,
Four-body weakness,
The five internal organs are not born,
Six parents denied it,
I don't know anything,
Power and prestige in all aspects,
Nine phones don't move,
Ten facts are useless.
The following are the top ten "crimes" of clay sculpture, which can be regarded as a battle. According to the masses, when the idol of feudal superstition was knocked down, I read this poem, and after reading the sentence "Ten facts are useless", I immediately shouted in unison: "Down!" We worked together to defeat the idol. (Feng Guang)
Add numbers to poetry to add interest.
There is an ancient poem, which was often recited for children and spread widely. Poetry cloud:
One to two or three miles, four or five smoke villages;
There are six or seven trees and eighty or ninety flowers in front of the door.
The beauty of this poem is that it is embedded in ten cardinal numbers in turn, and a few words describe a quiet and elegant pastoral scenery, which evokes people's endless feelings and longings.
When Daoguang was in the Qing dynasty, officials were corrupt and addicted to cigarettes, and a smoking hall was set up in the yamen, which was a cigar smoke. Someone changed this poem and mocked it:
One into two or three halls, four or five beds;
Six or seven smoke lamps and eighty or ninety guns.
When War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression was the "capital" of Chongqing, buses often broke down halfway and passengers called for help, so they had to make irresponsible remarks:
Once I went to two or three miles, it broke down four or five times;
It was repaired six or seven times, and eighty or ninety people pushed it.
Couplets embedded with ten cardinal numbers are rare. With auxiliary harmonic connection:
The boy looked at the rafters, one two three four five six seven eight nine X;
Sir, life, a, b, c, d, e, g, n, n.
It makes people laugh after reading it. It turns out that Mr. Wang's life is like a child's words, and it is not worth taking seriously.
If both the upper and lower conjunctions contain ten cardinal numbers, the conjunctions are more difficult to write. According to legend, there was a knowledgeable teacher in ancient times, and his seven disciples were all scholars. In order to choose a good husband for his two daughters, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, he made a couplet:
A Da Qiao, two little Joe, three inches golden lotus and four inches waist, five or six boxes of colored powder, eight points nine points ten times charming.
It takes seven students to cope with the recruitment of relatives, provided that the next link embeds ten cardinality in reverse order. Everyone thought hard, from morning until the moon came out, but they didn't get married, and six people came back one after another. The last one was about to leave when he suddenly heard the drums and suddenly realized the second part:
In September, the eight-point circle, seven scholars and six people, even four drums and three sounds, is a candidate.
Finally, a written marriage was reached, and both teachers and students were happy. (Du Guolin)