Chapter 169 High Emotional Quotient: Poetry is easy to understand
It's night!
Lin's backyard.
Lin Ye was sitting in the study room reading, when a deep voice suddenly came from the door.
"Master Lin, I hope you'll forgive me for coming here uninvited."
Judge Lu, dressed in Confucian clothes, appeared at the door of Lin Ye's study. Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, put down his book and said with a smile: "Everyone who comes is a guest. Please come in, sir."
"Master Lin, aren't you surprised by your arrival?"
"Surprised, but not surprised."
Lin Ye smiled and said: "I once heard that there is a young man named Ye who likes dragons. He uses hooks to write dragons, chisels to write dragons, and carvings in the houses to write dragons..."
Lin Ye told Judge Lu a story about Mr. Ye's love for dragons, and Judge Lu burst out laughing after hearing this.
"Young Master Lin is really a wonderful man. I don't hide it either. I am the judge of the Yin Division in Canglan County. I heard about Young Master Lin's poems and came here to visit him."
"It turns out to be Judge Lu. I'm disrespectful."
After leading Lu Bian to sit down, Lin Ye served him some fragrant tea. After a conversation designed by Lin Ye, Lu Bian felt sorry for Lin Ye that they had just met each other so late that they thought they had been friends for years.
Just a little polite.
Lu Pian said: "I don't know what the second half of the poem "Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest. Why not whistling and walking slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse. Who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the misty rain."" should be like.
Yes, I didn’t hide it from Mr. Lin. In order to make up for the lower half of the problem, I thought hard all day and night, but still couldn’t find it, so I came to ask for advice.”
Lin Ye stood up after hearing this, walked to the desk, and picked up the brush.
"Since Judge Lu wants this half-que, I will make a fool of myself."
With his pen wandering like a dragon, Lin Ye transcribed the second half of "Ding Feng Bo".
The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, and it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back to the desolate place, when I return, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine.
"There is neither wind nor rain, nor sunshine. This sentence is really the finishing touch. Mr. Lin's literary talent is comparable to that of Wenquxing. Why not get fame?"
"Lu Pan is joking. I am a foreigner. Poetry is just a hobby. It's okay for me to recite poems and write poems, but it's not okay for me to govern the world."
"That's such a shame."
There was a look of regret on Lu Pan's face. Lin Ye's cultivation aura could not be hidden from him. He even felt a vague yin energy, but he didn't think much about it and just thought it was Lin Ye and something.
Contacted by ghosts.
"I loved poetry during my lifetime, but I didn't make much achievements in poetry. Mr. Ye might as well give me some pointers."
Lu Pan walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and wrote a poem on the paper.
Lin Ye glanced at it and twitched the corner of his mouth. The level of this poem... reminded him of the famous Emperor Qianlong.
The emperor who wrote tens of thousands of poems in his lifetime.
"Is this what you call being both good and fun-loving?"
Lin Ye murmured something in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged but he praised: "Lu Pian, your poem is unique and has a realistic style."
"The wind of reality, what does this mean?"
Judge Lu was looking for knowledge. If it weren't for the rapport he had just talked with Mr. Ye, he would never show off his shame and write poems. He is self-aware as a person and a ghost. He knows that his poems are nothing, and he is even more different from Mr. Ye.
One hundred and eight thousand miles.
"Master Ye, please don't comfort me. My poems are far different from Master Ye's."
"I, Lin Ye, never flatter people. Lu Pian's poems are easy to understand. His words are clear and precise, making it easy for those who want to see them. His words are straightforward and clear, and those who want to hear them are deeply warned. His words are clear and simple.
But in fact, it can be used to convey messages to those who pick it up; its style is smooth and smooth, and it can be used in music and songs."
After searching his mind, Lin Ye was glad that he had searched for the characteristics of major poets before making plans, and finally found a suitable one.
Bai Juyi.
The poem is easy to understand and can still be applied to Judge Lu.
"The quality of his words is straight, and those who want to see it are easy to tell; his words are straight and clear, and those who want to hear are deeply warned; his stories are factual, so that those who pick them up can convey the message; his style is smooth and unbridled, and can be broadcast
It’s also a piece of music.”
Judge Lu's eyes were bright, and he repeated Lin Ye's words. At the end, he slapped the table and said, "Isn't that the truth? Mr. Lin really woke up the dreamer with his words."
"You're welcome, Mr. Lu. I have only recently realized this. Take these poems of mine as an example. What do Mr. Lu think?"
"It must be a masterpiece that will last forever." Lu Pian said with certainty.
"Whether it will last forever will be judged by future generations." Lin Ye shook his head and said, "But in Shangyang City, my poems can only be recited among scholars and casually on the streets.
If you ask a merchant or a common person, I'm afraid they've never heard of it."
"That's because these poems by Mr. Lin were only published in a short period of time. As time goes by..."
"No."
Lin Ye interrupted Lu Pian's words and explained: "My poems are naturally excellent for scholars, but for ordinary people who have not read many books, they may not be interested in my poems at all.
, even if you don’t understand it at all, how can it be widely circulated.”
Lu Pan was silent. He only felt that his concept of poetry seemed to have collapsed, because when he thought about it carefully, it was really the same thing.
But, hasn’t it been like this since ancient times?
"This doubt has been lingering in my mind. It wasn't until I saw Lu Panzhi's poems today that I realized what the problem was."
"Where?" Lu Pan asked anxiously.
"I show off my literary talent too much, but the true way of poetry should not be like this. The true way of poetry should be like Lu Pian's, return to nature, write articles to suit the time, and write poems to suit the event."
After Lin Ye finished speaking, he straightened his clothes and bowed to Mr. Lu seriously: "Sir, please accept this gift from me. Today I will see that you are a poet, and I will know the way of poetry. It will be like an enlightenment."
Judge Lu was a little flustered. He could neither hide nor hide. In the end, he had to return the favor and said, "Young Master Lin's words are serious. I am deeply inspired by your words."
"Today's matter will come to light. Mr. Lu is willing to drink together."
"Can!"
Lin Ye brought some white wine over and drank it in front of the moon until the rooster crowed in the morning.
"Brother Lin, I've been bothering you for a long time today, so I have to say goodbye."
"Okay, Brother Lu, let me know in advance next time you come, and I'll ask the housekeeper to buy some roast chicken from Ke Lai Ju."
"No need to send you off."
Lu Pan stood up and walked towards the door of the courtyard. His figure became fainter and fainter as he walked away. When he reached the door, he completely disappeared.
Lin Ye walked back to the study, the drunken look on his face disappeared, and his eyes regained their clarity. He looked at the few poems that Judge Lu had just written in the study after drinking wine, and he rubbed his brows and said helplessly: "
Boss Bai Juyi, don’t blame me, I can’t help it, I really can’t find other words that are more appropriate.”
To deal with Judge Lu, Lin Ye absolutely used hunting methods. He slowly got in touch with Judge Lu and established a good relationship with him, and then lured him into the trap. His poems were used by him to get what he wanted.
"Boy, you are so full of tricks, you can actually say such things without conscience."
Judge Cui's figure appeared in the study at some point. Lin Ye looked at Judge Cui and argued: "Mr. Cui, what you said is wrong. Apart from complimenting Judge Lu, did you say anything wrong in other words?"
"you……"
Judge Cui thought about it again and found that it really didn't exist.
"No matter how gorgeous the articles and poems are, what's the use if they are divorced from the people and current affairs? The poetry I pursue is the kind that is easy to understand, preferably a three-year-old child or a sixty-year-old woman can understand. Only articles and poems like this
Only then can we truly be famous for generations to come.”
Seeing Lin Ye's upright look, Judge Cui's old eyes flashed. Although this kid was full of tricks, he had to say that sometimes his words were really shocking.
"I won't tell you more, just remember to get things done as soon as possible."
Judge Cui disappeared, and Lin Ye curled his lips. He was really a doormat in the other world. Forget it, let's go back to the real world first.
Time in the other world was suspended, and Lin Ye was teleported back to the real world.
Back to the real world.
Ding dong, ding dong!
There were many messages sent to his mobile phone. Lin opened the scan at night and found that the real world was better. Look at what everyone called him.
Consultant Lin, Consultant Lin’s words all start with “Hello”.
There were a few messages from Yiren consultants in other cities, and they were not urgent matters. It was the end of the year, and there were some salon activities and the like in the Yiren circle to invite him to participate.
After declining the message, Lin Ye noticed the message from Zhong Shan.
The message was sent a day ago.
[Consultant Lin, we have clues about He Zhiming you want to investigate.]
[In a village below Gan City, some clues were found. 】
Two hours later, another message from Zhong Shan came.
[Consultant Lin, there is something unusual about this village.]
For these three messages in total, the reason why Zhong Shan did not call himself was because he sometimes teleported back to another world, and time in the real world did not pause. For this reason, he found an excuse to practice in seclusion. If he did not return in time,
The news is that at this critical moment of cultivation, Zhong Shan naturally does not dare to disturb him.
He called back, but received a reply that the other party was not in the service area. This made Lin Ye a little surprised. With the current number of base stations, could there be one that was not in the service area?
After thinking about it, Lin Ye didn't waste any time and got up and went to the laboratory. When he arrived at the laboratory and asked the staff, he discovered that Zhong Shan had disappeared for a day.
The reason why the people in the laboratory did not find out is that unlike other units, everyone in the laboratory is generally free when there is nothing to do, and there are not so many work reports. If Lin Ye hadn't asked, these employees would not have known that Zhong Shan had already
Disappeared for a day.
"This is the leader." Lin Ye shook his head and said, "Contact the laboratory in Gan City for me."
Soon news came back from Gan City that Zhong Shan had disappeared in Gan City. Not only Zhong Shan, but also the team leader of their Gan City Appraisal Institute also disappeared.
All disappeared?
Lin Ye did not hesitate and asked the staff of the laboratory to buy a ticket to Gan City.
PS: Don't be too happy. I started to have a fever yesterday, 38.5, and today it dropped to 38 degrees. I didn't cough, but I was a little dizzy, and I also have waist and back pain. You should be careful, I am a cultivator.