There are really too many beauties around Lin Feng, like clouds of beauties.
How could their instructors be so powerful?
?
?
Lin Feng nodded and said with a smile: "You all should sit down!"
At this time, Long Qianqian, Ye Qingxue, and other women all came to the classroom and sat down first.
They all looked at Lin Feng with smiles and affectionate eyes! They also felt very warm to be Lin Feng's students. This feeling was also a bit strange! They also wanted to see how Lin Feng taught his students!
Lin Feng said with a smile: "Now a week has passed, I told you what I told you at the beginning, now I will start to do random checks!"
"Which of you comes first?"
A woman raised her hands and stood up! She was very confident! Lin Feng nodded and said: "You recite the poem "Deng Gao"!"
"Okay instructor!"
"Climb high, Du Fu! The wind is strong and the apes high in the sky are howling in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sands of Zhugistan.
The endless falling trees rustled down, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.
Wandering With Melancholy, a century on stage alone and sick.
Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass becomes turbid when it is new."
She recited the poem "Deng Gao" simply and easily! Lin Feng nodded and said with a smile: "You recited it well, but please explain this poem to me. What the poet wrote in detail
What?
What feelings are expressed?
Say it!"
This made the girl frown.
She really hasn't learned much about this and doesn't know what to say.
She just simply memorized this ancient poem! Let her say that she would definitely not be able to say anything, so she directly said: "Instructor, I can only memorize it. I don't know what this poem expresses yet.
?”
Lin Feng's face darkened slightly and he said: "To learn, you need to draw inferences from one instance, to get to the bottom of things, to get to the bottom of things. You just know how to memorize it. This is just the beginning!"
Nangong Prajna raised his hand and said with a smile: "Teacher Lin, why don't you explain to us what kind of feelings this poem expresses!"
Of course she knew, so it depends on what Lin Feng said! Chen Huiting also stared at Lin Feng intently, wanting to hear Lin Feng's explanation! Lin Feng nodded and said: "Du Fu's Ascension is a poem that surpasses all ancient and modern Qilu.
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The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Zhugistan.
The endless falling trees rustled down, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.
The fallen trees are rustling, what is getting old is the years, what is withering is the history.”
“The Yangtze River is rolling, and what is coming is the inevitable change from generation to generation.
The time has passed, and the memory of the heyday of the Kaiyuan Dynasty in the past that he once sung, the small town still had thousands of families, but now it no longer exists.
In those days, when one climbed Mount Tai, he would have been a poet with extraordinary youthful spirit, but now he is already very old."
"So he said about his life experience, he was a frequent guest in the sad autumn of thousands of miles, and he appeared on the stage alone after being sick for hundreds of years.
Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass becomes turbid when the wine is down."
"His years of wandering and his loneliness and sorrow of old age and illness all burst out at this moment with impassioned passion.
This kind of autumn river scenery brings out his century-old thoughts!"
"This is why everyone says that this is the number one seven-character rhyme poem among Du's poems!"
After Lin Feng finished speaking, there was warm applause! Even Chen Huiting and Nangong Prajna admired Lin Feng's explanation very much! In their eyes, Lin Feng is now a master of poetry! Lin Feng said again: "Who will accept it now?
examine?"
After saying that, a female student stood up, raised her hand and said, "Instructor! Let me do it!"
Lin Feng nodded and said slowly: "Okay, you can memorize Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream": Last Night's Rain Spreads and the Wind Storms!"
"Okay, instructor! It was rainy and windy last night, and I couldn't get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep.
When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.
Do you know?
Do you know?
It should be green, fat, red and thin!”
This female student memorized everything correctly! It was so simple, it was a piece of cake for her.
But Lin Feng said again: "Okay, please explain this song Ru Meng Ling, what is it about?"
The student nodded and said, "Although it rained sparsely last night, the wind blew fiercely.
Even though I slept all night, I was still drunk.
Ask the maid who is rolling up the curtain, how is the situation outside?
She said that the crabapple flowers were still the same as yesterday.
do you know?
do you know?
In this season, the green leaves should be luxuriant and the red flowers should be withering!"
This student actually memorized the translation. She thought, this explanation should not be wrong, right?
Lin Feng nodded, but said slowly: "You only know the translation, but you also need to know why this dream-like poem is written like this, and what is the poet's state of mind?"
The student shook his head, a little ashamed! It was already very difficult for them to memorize all 600 Tang poems and Song lyrics! It was also even harder to memorize the translations.
If you still want to know so much, there is definitely nothing you can do! "Brother Feng, please explain it to us!"
With a sweet smile, Chen Huiting raised her hand and said something to Lin Feng! She found that as long as Lin Feng was there, it was very beautiful and it was heaven! Lin Feng nodded and said: "The 16-year-old girl Li Qingzhao wrote a poem
, and secretly placed this poem in his father Li Gefei’s room! When his father Li Gefei found this poem in his room, he was so shocked that he brought this poem to Taixue and read it to the students of Taixue.
After hearing this, the students from Taixue were full of praise!"
"One of them, Zhao Mingcheng, a handsome young man, was secretly proud.
Because he knew that this poem was written by the girl he liked.
A few days later, this poem caused a sensation throughout Bianliang, Tokyo, and people rushed to circulate it! It rained and the wind blew violently last night, and I couldn’t get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep.
I asked the person behind the curtain, but I found that Begonia was still the same.
Do you know?
Do you know?
It should be green, fat, red and thin!”
"This poem, written in a unique way, is one of Li Qingzhao's famous works. The whole poem is tortuous and euphemistic, and the artistic conception is progressive.
Although there are only six sentences, it has been transformed several times and opened up in real time. It does not directly write about how the flowers withered and how sad and melancholy it is like other poets."
“Rather, we create an atmosphere through hearing, vision, etc., and gradually shift from observing the reality of the class to subjective feelings.
This will resonate more strongly with readers.
Between the questions and the answers, the flowers in front of people are sad, and the people are thin in front of flowers. One is puzzled by the humidity, and the other laments the passage of time.
The contrast between the two looks like the swaying shadows of flowers, showing its own grace and grace!"
"But the beauty of words would be even more wonderful if they were put into music.
Now I invite our teacher Chen Huiting to sing with me this song composed by the current author, do you know it?"
When Lin Feng said this, Chen Huiting stood up. It was the first time that she felt so nervous when singing! If she knew this song, she would naturally do it too.
Especially now that I know what is specifically written in this song, if I sing "Know it or Not" again, it will be more contagious and more beautiful! Chen Huiting stood up, walked to the stage, looked at Lin Feng, her eyes were a little shy
,Heartbeat.
Lin Feng stretched out his hand, and she stretched out her jade hand and held hands with Lin Feng.
The two looked at each other and began to sing together. Although there was no accompaniment, their natural sound was already better than anything else! Chen Huiting: Once the flowers bloom and the willows bloom, I look for fragrance and accidentally find the pavilion.
Drink in the half-day glow of the morning glow, impervious to wind and rain.
Lin Feng: The former palace chief was thin and thin, and the stage was so high that it was hard to shed tears. After giving away the brocade book, I suddenly looked back and had no years left to steal.
Together: It was rainy and windy last night, and I couldn't get rid of the remaining wine after a heavy sleep.
I asked the person behind the curtain, but I found that Begonia was still the same.
Do you know?
Do you know?
It should be green, fat, red and thin...the two people's singing was lingering and long.