Call Me Useless? No! I Am a Poetry Porter

(Confucianism and Taoism or Wen Tao + no cp + Wenzhao Gong) Jiang Qingshi traveled through time and brought his memories to a world where literature was exhausted and poetry was lacking, and he became a famous literary waste in the academy. Call me useless? How is that possible! Copy a masterpiece three thousand times a day, and you can recite it even if you don't know how to compose poetry. Not to mention so many Chinese poems in my mind. Um? Can this poem be considered a masterpiece? It is slightly better than a certain sealing madman. Forget it, let's take a look at China's five thousand years of literary heritage! Let's see what it means to say "the pen falls in the storm, and the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods"! That is, why do so many literati come to compete with me? ! And what's with those people who keep giving me trouble? In this case, let's have a meeting to make friends through literature. After all, I am the porter of Chinese poetry! Just moving around seems to make me a saint.