Feng Menglong's Ancient and Modern Tan Zong in Ming Dynasty and Jian by Chu people in Qing Dynasty recorded that the works of a folk poet named Anonymous were widely circulated in Ming Dynasty (1506- 152 1). One year there was a drought, and a county grandfather didn't want to build water conservancy projects, so he went to the countryside to beg for rain, but it didn't rain for three days. The poet wrote:
Grandpa came to beg for rain,
Three days and three nights;
I opened the window last night,
-The moon has risen.
The county grandfather was furious when he learned that he immediately sent someone to "please" the poet into the lobby and sneered: "I heard that you are good at writing seventeen-character poems. Ok, I will punish you for writing a 17-character poem in class now. If you write well, I will let you go home. " Anonymous said: "OK, please ask a question!" County grandpa's name is Zhang Xipo. He usually compares himself with Su Dongpo, a poet in the Song Dynasty, and says, "Su Dongpo's talented person, whose name is Dongpo, is an elegant person. Let's take the word' Xipo' as the topic." At Zhang Xipo anonymous, should track:
The ancients Dongpo,
Now people are on the west slope.
If you compare two people,
-Worse.
Everyone laughed as soon as the poem came out. Hearing this, the county grandfather flew into a rage and shouted, "Rude madman, how dare you tease this official in class?" Come on, be responsible for the 18 th National Congress. " All courtiers knocked Anonymous to the ground and hit the 18 board.
Anonymous was very wronged, and when he got home, he wrote another poem:
Write 17 poems (that is, 17 words),
Hit the board 18,
If you write a poem of several thousand words,
Murder.
County grandfather became angry from embarrassment and exiled the poet to Liaoyang for libel. Before leaving, the anonymous cyclops uncle came to see me off, and the poet wrote another poem:
Exiled to Liaoyang,
Seeing my uncle is like seeing my mother;
They both cried together,
Three lines.
When I arrived in Liaoyang, I didn't expect local officials to like poetry, so I asked the poet to write poetry at home, and my wife also came. Anonymous casually sings:
The bell jingled,
Lady out of the backyard;
The golden lotus is three inches smaller,
-Horizontal quantity.
There are also seventeen-character poems in Fu compiled by Feng Menglong, saying that there was a Confucian scholar named Pan who went to Beijing to take the exam and gave him a wine poem when drinking in a hotel:
The scholar's real name is Pan,
You should go to Chang 'an,
Reach the top in one fell swoop,
-be an official.
Seventeen-character poems are all handwritten works, much like "painting oil". They were not elegant at that time, but they were cleverly conceived, which turned the fourth sentence of the five-element poem into two words, with abrupt structure and strange effect. And from the folk, humor sings the humor of life briskly, with a strong local flavor, which is thought-provoking after reading. Since then, lame poems have been handed down and become the specialty of literary performers-"three sentences and a half".