Chapter 223: Killing the Million Soldiers in Poetry
Perhaps Ms. Xu Ying is the only one who holds a teaching stick in college class.
However, although this looks very alternative, a teaching stick in his hand is so harmonious in Ms. Xu Ying's hands. Even if the students in the audience were punished for a few teaching sticks, no one dared to say that they were not.
"Next, let's talk about this poem "Liliyuan Cao". We know that literature and art are a subject that introduces literary knowledge. This includes literary theory, literary criticism, and literary history. However, before class, we will discuss it briefly, and let's talk about your views on the poem "Liliyuan Cao".
After Ms. Xu Ying finished speaking, she carried her right hand on her back, stood aside, waiting for the students' answers.
The university is relatively relaxed in classes. Before the teacher can call it, a student stood up and replied.
"Mr. Xu Ying, I think this poem has inspired us in life. We should have a strong heart like the grass on the plain."
"Um."
Ms. Xu Ying nodded and made no comment.
"Mr. Xu Ying, I think this poem tells us the opposite of the principle of eradicating the roots."
At this time, a tall and handsome boy, "Ouyang Hui", stood up and said.
"good."
Ms. Xu Ying also nodded, but commented, "It is rare to understand this meaning by cutting off the weeds and roots. However, students who can understand this meaning will still think twice before doing things in the future."
"Yes, Mr. Xu Ying, you must keep your instructions in mind."
Then some students expressed their opinions one after another.
“Is there any more?”
Seeing that almost everyone expressed their opinions, Ms. Xu Ying was preparing to attend the formal class.
At this time, a girl in the fourth row on the right stood up and said, "Mr. Xu Ying, I have a little bit of a superficial opinion. However, my thoughts may be different from others."
"Oh, tell me."
"I think this poem "Li Liyuan Grass" just reveals the laws of nature."
"This statement is quite strange."
Ms. Xu Ying nodded and made no comments.
In her opinion, although she also believes that this poem also reveals the laws of nature to a greater or lesser extent, poets should not just express the laws of nature. Often, poets will have emotions when writing poems. Using objects to describe people and using objects to describe emotions is a very common way of expressing expression. If you only express natural laws, it will be too plain.
However, just after Ms. Xu Ying didn't care, the girl said again, "The world has great beauty but no words, the four seasons have clear laws but no rituals, and all things have principles but no words. The four seasons change, and there is a magnitude when there is a magnitude when there is a magnitude. When the glory reaches its extreme, it will turn into a magnitude."
"The heaven and earth have great beauty but do not speak. The four seasons have clear laws but no rituals, and all things have principles but do not speak."
After saying this, Ms. Xu Ying almost couldn't stand it.
The greatness of heaven and earth is never said, the truth of the four seasons is never discussed, and the rules of everything is never said...
Such words are simply thought-provoking. Even Ms. Xu Ying, a master of a generation, couldn't help but be excited after hearing this.
This has risen to an extremely profound philosophy.
What is philosophy?
This is difficult to explain. If you want to explain it, it is that philosophy is the source of all cultures and the mother of all disciplines.
It is already a master's ability to summarize small things into philosophy and express them in extremely literary words. Even Ms. Xu Ying asked herself that she had studied for so many years and was only writing a poem like Liliyuan Grass. Moreover, if she really compared her poems with Liliyuan Grass, Ms. Xu Ying would blush secretly and sigh that she was not as good as her.
However, what the female classmate in front of her said, "The world has great beauty but does not speak, the four seasons have clear laws but no rituals, and all things have principles but no slogans." is simply more academic value than poems like the Lili Yuan Cao.
"Okay, very good, very good."
Looking at the female classmate in front of her, Ms. Xu Ying said three good words repeatedly.
"May I have your name?"
"Mr. Xu Ying, my name is Zhang Huiping."
"Zhang Huiping."
I read a little.
"actually……"
Zhang Huiping blushed a little. The world has great beauty but no words, the four seasons have clear laws but no rituals, and all things have principles but no words. This sentence was said by Huang Yifan inadvertently when he chatted with him. When Mr. Xu Ying asked everyone to express his views on the poem "Liliyuan Cao", naturally, Zhang Huiping thought of what Huang Yifan said to him.
However, at the beginning, she thought this sentence was just an ordinary sentence. But now, seeing Mr. Xu Ying's expression that was shocked when he heard this sentence, Zhang Huiping was a little embarrassed for a moment. Then, she became extremely embarrassed. She quickly explained, "Mr. Xu Ying, this sentence was not what I said, but one of my classmates said to me. I felt that what he said made sense, so she quoted it."
However, Ms. Xu Ying did not seem to think that there was anything wrong with Zhang Huiping quoting what others said. Instead, she nodded again and said, "Student Huiping, your heart is as smart as your name, not vain. It is rare for you to attract and quote your classmates' opinions."
After the evaluation, Ms. Xu Ying breathed a sigh of relief.
She thought that the students she taught were already genius and reached the level of a top master, and she really wanted to discuss with her. Fortunately, Zhang Huiping was only guided by a gentleman. However, this is also rare. In this world, not anyone can call him a master, and not anyone can get the guidance of the master.
Yes, not bad.
He secretly kept a heart for Zhang Huiping, and Ms. Xu Ying was preparing to give a formal lecture.
However, when Ms. Xu Ying officially started speaking, suddenly, a voice came to her mind again.
"classmate?"
"This... Huiping, what you said just now was what your classmate said to you?"
...
"Why has Mr. Qiu Shui not uploaded his poems yet?"
The Collaborative Poetry Competition is held simultaneously through Internet voting and newspaper serialization.
At this time, the main competition of the Poetry Competition was just the beginning, and many Chinese poets had uploaded their works one after another.
However, some readers searched and found Mr. Qiu Shui.
"What's going on? Mr. Qiu Shui hasn't uploaded it yet. It's almost 8 o'clock. If you don't upload it, you can't upload it?"
"I don't know, it's not until 8 o'clock yet. Let's take a look at the poems written by others first."
"There is a ghost reading the poems written by others. I only look at Mr. Qiu Shui, so as not to be tainted by the poems written by others."
"Haha, so do I."
"Let's wait."
A line of book friends who were looking forward to Qiu Shui's poems had a little exchange.
Until 7:50 pm, someone shouted loudly in the tt group.
"Brothers, Mr. Qiushui uploaded his latest poem."
"Damn, where, where."
"What poem is it written?"
"Yes, yes, tell us quickly, I'm too lazy to go to the website."
"You should read it on the website. I'm now overwhelmed by this poem."
"Damn, no."
I looked at that man with a look and was overwhelmed by a poem. How could it be?
No matter how well written the poem is, at most it makes people sigh that it is well written.
Just like the grass on the Liliyuan, everyone admires the writing of it very well and it is very classic.
Of course, although I deny it in my heart, there is no difference in the poems written by Qiu Shui.
With expectations, many book friends entered the web pages opened by the Writers Association.
However, when they saw the poems uploaded by Qiushui, they were like previous book friends and did not dare to show off their grandeur.
Killed all the millions of soldiers in the poetry world, and the sword in his waist was still bloody.
The mountain monk did not know the hero, so he only cared about the clerk asking for his name.
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Chapter completed!