Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 224 How to PK is up to you
After Bai Feng finished reading the last sentence, there was a deathly silence. Everyone lowered their heads in shame. Those who can come today are many people watching the excitement, but there are also many people who have real materials.

And as the representative of the student union said, there are quite a few big names in it, and even a collection of poems has been published. Once this poem is recited, the judge will be judged who is better and who is worse.

"Hehe, how is my poem...? Who will comment on it?"

Embarrassed, everyone's face was flushed, even if someone wanted to refute, they really couldn't come up with any words at hand. After a long time, a representative of a poetry club stood up and groaned for a long time before speaking.

"This one doesn't count. Who doesn't have a few masterpieces yet? You must have prepared it long ago. I don't know who to ask to write such a song!"

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and the people below immediately echoed it.

"That's right, if you have the ability, you can recite a few more, otherwise who knows if it was written by you or someone else!"

"that's right!"

……

Bai Feng smiled, and made another gesture of silence.

"Hehe, that's good, then I'll convince you to lose! I'll read "Rain Lane" again!"

"Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone..."

"Wandering in the long, long..."

"A lonely rainy alley,"

"I hope to meet,"

"A Lilac"

"A girl with a grudge..."

……

Halfway through the reading, some of the girls below began to sigh with emotion...

"A beautiful poem, this is the real poem!"

"Yeah, it's not like what we see now, it's completely disease-free..."

"It's so beautiful, I seem to see a quiet alley, a girl holding an oil-paper umbrella..."

……

Bai Feng continued reading on it...

"In the Lamentation of the Rain"

"Eliminate her color"

"Scattered her fragrance"

"Dissipated, even her—"

"Sigh-like eyes"

"Lilac-like melancholy..."

……

Silence, once again there was an aggrieved silence from the field. The so-called talents who came here originally wanting to PK, all of them aggrieved are about to explode at this moment.

There are 1 unconvinced words on the lips, but these two poems have seriously exceeded the limit of my level, even if I don't know much about poetry, the atmosphere alone is already drunk...

The beauty of poetry is that even if you don’t understand it, you still feel peaceful in your heart, like the Great Compassion Mantra, it makes your mind peaceful, it’s so wonderful...

"Hehe, have you taken it all?"

Bai Feng asked mockingly, this time, I don't know how many heroes I have suffocated to death, finally, a strong man couldn't hold it anymore, with a purple face as if he was drunk, he stood up and wobbled, Talking nonsense like wanting to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"What is this? Didn't you say it yourself? You look down on modern poetry, but now you recite two modern poems. If you have the ability, don't use modern poetry. Isn't this an ancient poetry appreciation class! You just use ancient poetry If we lose again, I, Long Aotian, will listen to your class every day, and when I see you, I will call the teacher, and I will not bow down and salute without opening my mouth! Dare you!"

The others were so impulsive at this moment that they couldn't care less about reasoning, as long as they could win, they would lose face, and people shouted from all directions immediately.

"Do you dare to use ancient poetry to PK!"

"If you look down on modern poetry, don't read modern poetry, come to ancient poetry!"

"Count it!"

"If we lose again, we will come to your class every day, and we will bow to you and call you teacher when we meet!"

……

Bai Feng took a serious look at Long Aotian, excited in his heart, secretly thought that a child can be taught, if you don't act as a trustee, you will really lose your brain's IQ, and smiled immediately.

"Okay, I had this plan in the first place. Today, teacher, I will show you the coquettishness of the ancients! Listen up, uh... let's start with "Tianjingsha. Autumn Thoughts"!"

"Withered vines, old trees, faint crows,"

"Small bridges and flowing water,"

"Western wind thin horse on the ancient road,"

"Sunset,"

"The heartbroken man is at the end of the world."

"How about this word?"

There was silence for the third time below, and this time it was really silent!

Someone came up with a modern poem, and you refused to accept it, saying that you want to come up with another one. Okay, someone came up with another poem, and you still didn’t accept it, saying it was better than an ancient poem. I really have nothing to say, I don’t even have the face to look for it again...

At this time, Li Qian admired weakly.

"It's so beautiful. I know the tune "Tianjingsha", and I have seen many ancient poems with the same tune, but this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful and artistic ancient poem. The vines are withered and the trees are old. , The crow is drowsy. The small bridge flows, the ancient road is windy, the horse is thin. The sun sets, and the people are heartbroken. This way of describing the scenery, almost every word is used appropriately!
In just over twenty words, a sad feeling of sadness appeared in my mind, and I couldn't get rid of it..."

The boy who was chasing Li Qian hummed and applauded in a low voice.

"It's true, dry, old, faint, ancient, and thin. I feel very sad when I write a word, and I can't help myself when I write a sentence. As for the end of the article, I can't make a sound. The most important thing is to write the word "thin" before the horse. , The wonderful thing is that I want to write about the thinness of people but don't write about people. By writing about the thinness of horses, it shows the thinness and poverty of people. The hardships of the journey. In terms of it, it is indeed more profound than modern poetry... ..."

Bai Feng on the podium laughed and said!

"Hehe, are you still not convinced? Then I will chant "Bu Suanzi" again!"

"I live at the head of the Yangtze River,"

"You live at the end of the Yangtze River."

"I miss you every day but don't see you,"

"Drink the water of the Yangtze River together."

"When will the water stop?"

"When will this hatred end?"

"May your heart be like mine,"

"It's definitely not worth it."

Li Qian's complexion changed again, and she muttered to herself...

"This is Bu Suanzi's tune card. How can she fill such an ordinary tune card with such wonderful words? My God, it's really unbelievable!"

Xiao Hong also nodded and echoed in a low voice.

"Yeah, although I can't fully understand it, but I don't feel Mingli. I feel very comfortable listening to it. My mood is changing with these poems!"

The elder brother who was chasing Li Qian sighed faintly.

"Oh, it would be great if Li Qian could transcribe this poem for me...but I really have to come to this class in the future to cultivate my sentiments. It's so much more fun with all the water' or something!"

Bai Feng saw that the people below did not speak, and continued with a smile.

"Students, in fact, ancient poetry is the same as modern poetry. There is no distinction between good and bad. It just depends on whether you can write classics. Take the tune of "Tianjingsha" as an example. This tune can write thousands of poems. , Tens of thousands of poems can be written about love, homesickness, heartfelt service to the country, etc., but whether the writing is good or bad depends on the writer's ability.

My personal point of view is that ancient poetry has a slightly more artistic conception than modern poetry. For example, when writing about the Yellow River, there is a line in the ancient poem "the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky". Another example is "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wanren Mountain!" 'One sentence, fourteen characters, with mountains, rivers, sky, and isolated city, the artistic conception is obvious, and the title of an isolated word will make your emotions arouse at once.

This is the beauty of ancient poetry!That kind of hazy beauty that you can't express but feel deeply, you can't experience this kind of beauty usually, but when you really reach that state, I swear, you can't help shouting out!

For example, when spring comes, you and your family go for a spring outing. When you wake up in the morning, the room is filled with the fragrance of pear blossoms, and pear blossoms are dancing in your eyes. What will you say?Say, pear blossoms are so beautiful?How about a sentence like "Suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom"?Which one is taller? "

Bai Feng began to list examples to brainwash these people. Slowly, the first person began to nod, followed by the second, and the third...

Time flies, and in the last 5 minutes, Baifeng has completely dominated the rhythm and atmosphere of the entire class. From the ancient poems, he took them to experience the wonder of "the desert is solitary, the long river sets the sun" and took them to experience The insistence of "several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone" has led them to taste the various life styles of "the mountains are heavy and the rivers are full of doubts, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright and another village".

From chanting lotus to chanting chrysanthemum, to plum blossom, pear blossom, crabapple, willow...

From nostalgia to parting, from the Yellow River to high mountains, from war to patriotism, from life to death, from hatred to love...

Every kind of emotion has infected the hearts of countless students. For the first time, they truly experienced the charm of ancient poems. Although they have never heard of these ancient poems, everyone is listening carefully and feeling each of them. The mood in it...

In the end, no one mentioned the PK thing anymore, everyone was as serious as in class, and the atmosphere was peaceful...

Looking at his watch, in the last 3 minutes, Bai Feng put down the chalk in his hand, erased the poems written on the blackboard, and said with a faint smile.

"Hehe, thank you for listening to my class carefully. Time is of the essence. I will stop here today. I will take you from 9 am to 11 next Thursday. The topic we are talking about is friendship. Look at how friendship is described in ancient poems. , well, see you next Thursday!"

Bai Feng took advantage of everyone's inattention and stepped off the stage. After getting out of the crowd, these people came to their senses.

"Huh? Is that the end? I haven't heard enough!"

"Yeah, didn't you say two hours? Damn, the time is up so soon?"

"When will there be classes next time? Next Thursday? Damn, I can't bear it!"

"Uh... Brothers from Peking University, can you give us half a classroom space in Tsinghua University next week? One third is also fine..."

"Our school wants it too!"

"We want two windows..."

……

In this class, everyone was convinced, completely convinced, and convinced.

Some people used their cellphones to broadcast live, while others used video cameras to record. In short, Baifeng's 2-hour wonderful performance was posted on the BBS of Peking University and Tsinghua University, and was pinned to the top again.

In just two hours, she recited one classic poem after another from her mouth, including modern poems and ancient words.

The two songs "Farewell to Cambridge" and "Rain Lane" are regarded as classics among the classics by talented scholars from various universities...

(End of this chapter)