It has to be said that Zhao Pu really has two brushes. He analyzes this poem very well, from the author's life, to the meaning contained in the poem and the obscure meaning. It seems that the boy knows this poem very well!
"I didn't expect that this boy has two sons. His level is good! The top students in your class Sikong asked with a smile.
Tang Wei'er said softly, "Zhao Pu is one of the top five students in our grade. He can get scholarship every year, which is highly valued by the teachers. Moreover, he has a solid knowledge of professional courses. I heard that at the last Chinese culture exchange meeting, he was also selected as the main exchange member and achieved very good results."
"Is it?" Sikong half language does not agree with smile, achievement is what? He never heard of it. After all, the two are not on the same level at all.
"Therefore, this poem is to let us read the aspirations of the ancients and learn their noble and upright style, so as to plan and interpret our own life. Professor I'm done. " Zhao Pu said, bowing slightly to the old professor, and the audience, is at this moment, a burst of applause.
The old professor said softly, "you have a very deep understanding of this poem. I don't know as much as you do in some places. You speak very well."
When Zhao Pu heard the speech, he took a provocative look at Sikong's half language, but he said modestly: "the students still have a lot of things that they don't understand. What they know is only some books. The professor has praised them."
The old professor chuckled: "you know yourself! Well, you should remember that poetry literature is only art, but people are life. You should interpret poetry with people's life instead of poetry. For a long time, some people always say that nothing is a scholar, not that a scholar is useless, but a scholar who can only read is useless, because they read like an object and do not understand it at all The meaning of the existence of the value, so a leaf blinds the eyes, become dead reading, do you understand
"Yes, the students remember." Zhao Pu bowed down honestly. I have to say that the old professor admired Sikong Banyu. I'm afraid that only an old scholar like him can feel this recognition!
"Good Go down! The next student, please come on the stage The old professor said, retreating from the stage again, looking at the direction of Sikong Banyu.
Sikong half language nodded and looked at Zhao Pu's sneering eyes. He walked slowly up to the stage, looked back at the poem on the blackboard, then picked up the blackboard eraser and wiped out the poem directly, leaving only the name of the poem cicada. People look at Sikong half language action, are confused, do not understand what he means.
"It's really simple and indifferent, but I'm happy and chanting for a long time. The sound is loud and sharp, like the heart of a virtuous man. Do you know where these words come from? " Sikong half language glanced at the crowd and asked, "look at me, I don't know. So even Zhao Pu frowned and didn't know where these poems came from.
"I understand why you erase the poem, ha ha This is Cao Zhi's Ode to cicadas, which compares cicadas to their own experiences and interprets cicadas from another direction. You want to say that everyone has different cicadas, don't you The old professor looked at Sikong Banyu in surprise. Although Cao Zhi is one of the most dazzling poets in history, few people can read his poem "cicada Fu". It's so strange that he didn't expect that the young man in front of him could speak freely. It's rare!
Sikong Banyu Weiji first said: "the professor is knowledgeable, this is Cao Zhi's" Ode to cicadas ". In this article, cicada is not noble and clean, but is indifferent to fame and wealth, happy and independent from the world. Therefore, cicadas are cicadas. It is not a symbol of nobility, nor a substitute for being indifferent to the world. Some are just people's cognition of cicadas. "
"Poetry is about themselves, but not everyone. Many people think that they understand the meaning of it, and they begin to use it to teach others how to do it, how to be right and how to have a real future. In fact, what they say is far more than what they can do In other words, what the old professor said was useless. They knew it was so, but they didn't know why it was like this. "
"Everyone's understanding of cicada stems from his own experience and experience. A beautiful lotus flower, in front of a poet who has traveled the mountains and rivers, is the breeze floating on the water reflecting the red flowers. However, in front of a lonely poet, it is out of the mud but not dyed, and washed with clear ripples instead of demons. A poem, a word, it describes the static, but the human classroom, is dynamic, even if you know where they come from, where they come from, but you do not understand, where you are, so understand and know those things, what is the meaning? Therefore, I think, poetry for the theory, life thinking. Anything high sounding in a trap is not desirable. Just like this cicada, in my eyes, it is a long chant and expectation, praying for her coming and going. "
Tang Wei'er listened to Sikong Banyu's candid love words. His head was buried low, and he was almost down to the bottom of the table. How thick is this guy's face! I dare to say that in front of so many people.Zhao Pu's face turned red with anger. Although Sikong's half language was telling a kind of philosophy, a kind of taking nature as a teacher and life as the main body of the classroom, he criticized his own existence of dead reading between the lines. How could he be happy.
The people in the hall looked at each other in awe. For the first time, they heard such a theory, which was unique and could not be refuted. However, they felt very contradictory and confused. It should be said that except for the last love words, everything else was specious and did not hear the truth at all.
"Ha ha Good, good... " The old professor laughed and looked at Sikong Banyu with great appreciation. This opinion sounds just a kind of dialecticism, but such dialecticism is just like one plus one equals two. When no one puts forward it, everything is in chaos. This son is not very human!
"What's your name, classmate?"
Sikong Banyu said with a smile: "my name is Sikong Banyu."
"Ah Is he Sikong Banyu? The man who won Sima Yanzi in go
"He? It's said that the last time even the leading players in the chess world were ashamed of themselves? "
"Hiss The king's game, the one who plays the emperor's game. "
"I didn't expect that this boy has two sons. His level is good! The top students in your class Sikong asked with a smile.
Tang Wei'er said softly, "Zhao Pu is one of the top five students in our grade. He can get scholarship every year, which is highly valued by the teachers. Moreover, he has a solid knowledge of professional courses. I heard that at the last Chinese culture exchange meeting, he was also selected as the main exchange member and achieved very good results."
"Is it?" Sikong half language does not agree with smile, achievement is what? He never heard of it. After all, the two are not on the same level at all.
"Therefore, this poem is to let us read the aspirations of the ancients and learn their noble and upright style, so as to plan and interpret our own life. Professor I'm done. " Zhao Pu said, bowing slightly to the old professor, and the audience, is at this moment, a burst of applause.
The old professor said softly, "you have a very deep understanding of this poem. I don't know as much as you do in some places. You speak very well."
When Zhao Pu heard the speech, he took a provocative look at Sikong's half language, but he said modestly: "the students still have a lot of things that they don't understand. What they know is only some books. The professor has praised them."
The old professor chuckled: "you know yourself! Well, you should remember that poetry literature is only art, but people are life. You should interpret poetry with people's life instead of poetry. For a long time, some people always say that nothing is a scholar, not that a scholar is useless, but a scholar who can only read is useless, because they read like an object and do not understand it at all The meaning of the existence of the value, so a leaf blinds the eyes, become dead reading, do you understand
"Yes, the students remember." Zhao Pu bowed down honestly. I have to say that the old professor admired Sikong Banyu. I'm afraid that only an old scholar like him can feel this recognition!
"Good Go down! The next student, please come on the stage The old professor said, retreating from the stage again, looking at the direction of Sikong Banyu.
Sikong half language nodded and looked at Zhao Pu's sneering eyes. He walked slowly up to the stage, looked back at the poem on the blackboard, then picked up the blackboard eraser and wiped out the poem directly, leaving only the name of the poem cicada. People look at Sikong half language action, are confused, do not understand what he means.
"It's really simple and indifferent, but I'm happy and chanting for a long time. The sound is loud and sharp, like the heart of a virtuous man. Do you know where these words come from? " Sikong half language glanced at the crowd and asked, "look at me, I don't know. So even Zhao Pu frowned and didn't know where these poems came from.
"I understand why you erase the poem, ha ha This is Cao Zhi's Ode to cicadas, which compares cicadas to their own experiences and interprets cicadas from another direction. You want to say that everyone has different cicadas, don't you The old professor looked at Sikong Banyu in surprise. Although Cao Zhi is one of the most dazzling poets in history, few people can read his poem "cicada Fu". It's so strange that he didn't expect that the young man in front of him could speak freely. It's rare!
Sikong Banyu Weiji first said: "the professor is knowledgeable, this is Cao Zhi's" Ode to cicadas ". In this article, cicada is not noble and clean, but is indifferent to fame and wealth, happy and independent from the world. Therefore, cicadas are cicadas. It is not a symbol of nobility, nor a substitute for being indifferent to the world. Some are just people's cognition of cicadas. "
"Poetry is about themselves, but not everyone. Many people think that they understand the meaning of it, and they begin to use it to teach others how to do it, how to be right and how to have a real future. In fact, what they say is far more than what they can do In other words, what the old professor said was useless. They knew it was so, but they didn't know why it was like this. "
"Everyone's understanding of cicada stems from his own experience and experience. A beautiful lotus flower, in front of a poet who has traveled the mountains and rivers, is the breeze floating on the water reflecting the red flowers. However, in front of a lonely poet, it is out of the mud but not dyed, and washed with clear ripples instead of demons. A poem, a word, it describes the static, but the human classroom, is dynamic, even if you know where they come from, where they come from, but you do not understand, where you are, so understand and know those things, what is the meaning? Therefore, I think, poetry for the theory, life thinking. Anything high sounding in a trap is not desirable. Just like this cicada, in my eyes, it is a long chant and expectation, praying for her coming and going. "
Tang Wei'er listened to Sikong Banyu's candid love words. His head was buried low, and he was almost down to the bottom of the table. How thick is this guy's face! I dare to say that in front of so many people.Zhao Pu's face turned red with anger. Although Sikong's half language was telling a kind of philosophy, a kind of taking nature as a teacher and life as the main body of the classroom, he criticized his own existence of dead reading between the lines. How could he be happy.
The people in the hall looked at each other in awe. For the first time, they heard such a theory, which was unique and could not be refuted. However, they felt very contradictory and confused. It should be said that except for the last love words, everything else was specious and did not hear the truth at all.
"Ha ha Good, good... " The old professor laughed and looked at Sikong Banyu with great appreciation. This opinion sounds just a kind of dialecticism, but such dialecticism is just like one plus one equals two. When no one puts forward it, everything is in chaos. This son is not very human!
"What's your name, classmate?"
Sikong Banyu said with a smile: "my name is Sikong Banyu."
"Ah Is he Sikong Banyu? The man who won Sima Yanzi in go
"He? It's said that the last time even the leading players in the chess world were ashamed of themselves? "
"Hiss The king's game, the one who plays the emperor's game. "
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