Bailuyuan, I am Bai Xiaowen

Chapter 36 Articles
White House.

Bai Ling: "Brother, I also want to go to a new school in the provincial capital. There are really female students in the city. Last time my father and I went to the city, we saw them all. Just like you said, they all had short cropped hair. Her hair is straight, she is wearing blue clothes, a long skirt, and white socks. She is so beautiful.

They can speak loudly in school, unlike our original parents, who have so many rules.Brother, I also want to go to the city to go to school. I don’t like to study the articles of those old gentlemen, the Four Books and the Five Classics. Look at Mr. Xu, shaking his head, looking rotten. "

I talked a lot.

Bai Xiaowen looked at this sister. She was young and said so much, "Shaking your head, rotten, these words don't seem to come from your mouth."

"Brother Zhaopeng edited the words in Qin Jin magazine. I admire it. It's really well written. Brother, I will recite a paragraph for you. Who said that I am backward and narrow in the Northwest, we are not satisfied with the Northwest at all.

Although we are in the old land of the ancient capital, our thinking cannot be outdated. We must let the youth of the whole country hear the cry of the Northwest.Who said that it is useless for young students to run newspapers? If the youth is strong, the country will be strong; if the youth progresses, the country will progress;

Don't disappoint our youth and years, the whole country and people are waiting for us.Pick up the pen in our hand and insert it straight into the enemy's chest like a knife.

Brother, listen, is this much better than the Four Books and Five Classics mentioned by Mr. Xu?This is what I want to learn.If young people are strong, the country will be strong. If young people make progress, the country will progress. If young people are better than Europe, the country will be better than Europe. The poems written by Brother Zhaopeng are really good. I heard people say that these are vernacular poems, which are much better than classical Chinese.

Brother, take a look, I have brought over "Qin Jin" written by Brother Zhaopeng.Look, I can recite several paragraphs above. "

Bai Xiaowen took the magazine over.

Looking at his little sister, he admires that Lu Zhaopeng.

After reading the content in the magazine, it is indeed well written and very powerful.

Lu Zhaopeng seemed to have worked hard in the past few years in the provincial capital school and learned a lot of new things. He was a very passionate person.

Bai Xiaowen: "Lingling, do you know Liang Rengong?"

Bai Ling shook his head.

Bai Xiaowen: "If young people are strong, the country will be strong; if young people make progress, the country will progress; if young people are better than Europe, then the country will be better than Europe." This was not written by Lu Zhaopeng, but comes from "The Theory of Young China" written by Liang Rengong. of a paragraph.

With a broad vision and a broad mind, Liang Rengong recalled the present and the past. On the basis of recounting the governance of Yuzhi in the Tang Dynasty, the heroes of the Qin and Han Dynasties, the prosperity of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and the martial arts of Kangxi and Qianlong, his writing suddenly became full of emotions. Old traces.The wind and rain are swaying, the mountains and rivers are broken, human lives are in danger, and no one cares about the day or night. The country is a country waiting to die, and the people are a people waiting to die.The words are full of heartache. "

Bai Ling stared blankly, not expecting his elder brother to be able to say so many things.

I admired this elder brother even more, "Brother, where did you know all this?"

Bai Ling was very curious, how could her elder brother know so much since he never went to a modern school.

Bai Xiaowen: "Read more books. Doesn't my uncle's house have a lot of books? It's all written on it. The other is newspapers and magazines. Read more to understand the major events happening in the world today."

Today's newspapers are very bold and dare to write.

"Brother, you know everything. Tell me if you can write vernacular poetry like Brother Zhaopeng."

Bai Ling looked at Bai Xiaowen expectantly.

Bai Xiaowen loves this little girl very much.

I'm thinking of getting a bigger one.

Ancient poetry is a bit difficult to describe.

But in this day and age, it couldn't be easier to come up with a suitable vernacular poem.

There are many future generations.

With Bai Xiaowen's current memory, he can produce very classic vernacular poems in minutes that would appear more than ten years later or decades later.

The young girl's passionate eyes made it difficult for Bai Xiaowen to refuse.

Just getting started.

Leng Qiuyue came over, "Xiaowen, Lingling drink water, it's very hot now."

It's summer vacation right now and it's really hot.

Bai Ling was still urging, "Brother, continue."

Bai Xiaowen began to think about it, and then recited it. The famous poet Ai Qing's poem, which appeared almost 30 years later, was also Bai Xiaowen's favorite.

The recitation was more affectionate, without the shaking of the head like the ancients reciting poems, but seemed a little firm.

"I love this land
i love this land

If I were a bird,

I should also sing with a hoarse throat:

This land hit by the storm,
This river of grief and anger that is always raging with us,

This irritating wind blowing endlessly,
and the incomparably tender dawn from the woods
Then I died,
Even the feathers rot in the ground.

Why do I often have tears in my eyes?
Because I love this land deeply. "

Bai Ling stared blankly.

Speechless.

Although she didn't understand much, she felt that there was a lot of power.

"Brother, what you said is so good. I'll get a pen and ink, and you can write down the poem in vernacular. It's a pity that I can't write poetry in vernacular. The last time I went to the provincial capital, my cousin could write poetry in vernacular. She was very good at it."

Bai Jiaxuan of the Bai family has two older sisters. The eldest sister married Zhu Juren in Bailu Village.

The second sister is married to a city man who runs a small business, and the cousin is also studying in a modern school.Bai Ling had the idea of ​​studying in a new school because of her cousin.

I quickly brought the pen and ink.

Bai Xiaowen started writing directly on the paper and wrote down the poem.

I tried my best to agree to all the requests of my younger sister Lingling.

"Brother, your handwriting is also beautiful. When I was in the academy, my uncle said that my handwriting is beautiful, but now I can't compare it to what you write, brother."

Leng Qiuyue was also watching blankly.

She doesn't understand vernacular poetry either, but she always knows the literal meaning.

It sounds very passionate.

Some vernacular poems are very capable of arousing people's emotions.

Of course, the same goes for good ancient poetry.

But vernacular poetry may be accepted by more people.

Reading ancient poetry may require some skills.

The vernacular is what everyone knows.

Now the capital has begun to advocate the New Culture Movement.

There is a constant battle between vernacular Chinese and classical Chinese in the capital.

Nowadays, there are many new schools, and many of them have begun to advocate vernacular poetry.

As time goes on, the voice of the vernacular gradually gains the upper hand.

Bai Ling put away the paper very preciously.

I think my brother's poems are very well written.

Even better than the poems in "Qin Jin" magazine.

She was a little confused as to why her eldest brother knew everything.

Even vernacular poetry is good, where did I learn it.

She also studied with Xu Xiucai and Zhu Juren. These two masters did not know how to teach vernacular poetry.

(End of this chapter)