Chapter 579: Mr. Fanchen may be a monk
First, it is very simple to not meet each other, but the simplicity of this poem does not affect the classics of this poem. On the contrary, this simple and classic poem was instantly spread to every corner of the Internet through the hands of countless readers.
At the same time, the monitoring data of the Internet search engine shows that the first keyword or sentence that is best not to meet is the most popular keyword of searching that day, but the search volume is rising at a speed that is lightning speed. In just a few hours, the first thing not to meet is the most popular keyword of searching that day, causing a major cultural phenomenon.
However, for readers of Yanda Forum now, they are not in the mood to pay attention to these data at this time.
They have been completely conquered by the amazing talents of the world.
"Mr. Fanchen, continue, continue."
Countless poetry lovers said excitedly.
There are few opportunities to have such close contact with a generation of masters.
What's even more rare is that they know that these classics are produced under the testimony of themselves and others.
Even if you think about this kind of thing in the next few decades, I will probably be excited for days and nights.
", there will be a few more poems later, which will definitely satisfy everyone today."
Since he had already appeared in Yanda with public identity, Huang Yifan did not intend to write a poem casually and disappear.
If you want to play, then play bigger.
If you want to write, then write for the best of your time.
"However, everyone, although there are still a few poems in the future, there may be some problems when writing the next few poems. I hope everyone can look at these poems calmly, and do not compare the poems I wrote later."
Huang Yifan gave a vaccination to a group of readers in advance. Although the readers of such vaccination were a little unclear, when they saw a few poems that Mr. Fanchen said, they kept nodding and agreed directly: "The great mortal world, just write it. Do we have other ideas about the poems you wrote?"
Seeing that the readers agreed so readily, Huang Yifan nodded and wrote another poem.
If you follow the heart of a beautiful girl,
I will not have any Buddhist studies in this life.
If you go to the deep mountains to practice,
He was in love with the girl again.
After writing, Huang Yifan did not sit aside and quietly watched the readers' understanding of this poem.
Yan Da are all elites, and they can understand many ancient Chinese essays at a glance, not to mention modern poems written in vernacular Chinese. As soon as Huang Yifan's poem appeared, many students had already given their own evaluations.
"Modern poetry that is vast in the world is so unique. This poem looks like an ancient poem, but after reading it, we know that it is just a modern poem. This poem is written as "
The student was halfway through the evaluation, but he exclaimed in his heart: "Why do you feel like you have seen this poem somewhere?"
It was not only this student who had this idea. Some other students felt that they had read this poem after seeing it. They thought about it in their minds. After a while, a student shouted and understood.
"Brothers, brothers, I know where I have seen this poem."
"Where, where, I feel that this poem is very vivid, but I just can't remember where I have read it."
"So, so do I, hurry up and say it."
The students were a little impatient.
"Ha, everyone, this poem has actually been written by Mr. Fanchen before. However, at that time, Mr. Fanchen wrote this poem in the ancient style. As follows:
I once thought that I was sentimental to harm my Brahma, but when I entered the mountain, I was afraid that I would be able to see the city.
How can I obtain both Dharmas in the world that I will live up to the Tathagata and I will live up to you?
"Why can you get the two Dharmas in the world that you will never let down the Tathagata and never let down yourselves?", the students suddenly realized.
"Damn, I said, I have seen this poem before. It turns out that this poem is a modern version of poetry "How can I get both laws in the world and live up to the Tathagata and live up to you."
"Okay, I can only say that the mortal world is already so powerful. Modern poetry is proficient in ancient poetry. A poem with the same principle is not only so perfect in ancient poetry, but even in modern poetry, it also has a different artistic conception."
However, this poem is not as simple as it seems.
Yan University Campus.
"Puchi, Mr. Fanchen is so funny. He wrote a poem twice, and it was not the same as both times. Look at the sentence "If you go to the deep mountains to practice, you will betray the girl and have a lot of love" and "How can you get both Dharma in the world and don't let you down." But, if you want me to say, I still prefer "How can you get both Dharma in the world and don't let you down." Sister Lingyun, what about you, which poem do you prefer to these two poems?"
Han Xue, a graduate student in Chinese literature at Yan University, looked at the computer, but was secretly having fun.
But Han Xue called Li Lingyun a few times, but Li Lingyun didn't seem to hear it.
"Sister Lingyun, what are you thinking?"
After patting Li Lingyun next to him, Han Xue asked in confusion: "What did you ask you just now? These two poems, one is an ancient poem and the other is a modern poem. Which one do you prefer?"
"this"
"What this and that, Mr. Fanchen has appeared, are you actually dazed?"
"no"
Li Lingyun frowned, "Han Xue, I'm not dazed, I'm just thinking about what these two poems of Mr. Fanchen mean."
"What does it mean? Sister Ling Yun, you can understand these two poems at a glance. Don't say you don't know?"
"I know, but I always feel something is wrong."
"What's wrong?"
Han Xue asked unknown.
"Xiaoxue, take a look. This modern poem says that he wants to practice, but he has a woman he likes. If he is with the woman's wishes, then he will not have the opportunity to learn Buddhism. If he goes to the deep mountains to practice, he will let down the woman's wishes."
"Yes, Sister Ling Yun, these two poems mean this. What do you want to say?"
Han Xue still doesn't understand something.
"Don't worry, listen to me first. I just said this modern poem, so let's take a look at this ancient poem. Although from the point of view, this ancient poem means the same as the modern poem. However, from these words, Xiaoxue, you see, the sentence "I have thought that sentimentality damages the Brahmacharya" means that the poet has been reflecting on the fact that sentimentality will damage his Buddhist attainments, or cannot be explained by attainments. The word "San" here is Brahma religion, Buddhism, and Brahmacharya refers to a lifestyle of disciples of the religion. It has been shown here that the poet has practiced when he wrote this poem."
"Have you practiced?"
Han Xue seemed to understand something, but she couldn't believe it.
On the one hand, Li Lingyun sighed and said, "In other words, Mr. Fanchen may be a monk." To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.
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Chapter completed!