Leo Tolstoy said: "Art is not a skill, it is the communication of emotions experienced by the artist." But Einstein also said: "Imagination is more important than knowledge."
These seem to be two completely different attitudes, positive and negative, but they actually illustrate the same problem - art can be higher than life, but it must come from life.
From this perspective, Wang Xue'an's point of view is correct.
If I didn’t love this country deeply, if I didn’t experience hopes and disappointments again and again, how could I be like “Hu is still alive, my temples are full of autumn, and my tears are empty. Who would have expected that in this life, my heart will be in Tianshan, and my body will be in Cangzhou!” Such extremely sad words?
If you don’t serve your country with loyalty and loyalty, and if you don’t kill the barbarians with iron horses and kill them with crab meat, how can you make such impassioned shouts as “Start over from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky”?
With Fang Jun's identity and experience, it is impossible for him to have the free and easy feelings of being aloof and independent, looking at the world with a cold eye, as in "The Story of Ai Lian", and it is even less possible for him to have the transcendental state of being sober while everyone else is drunk.
This is the true meaning of art.
This is actually a good starting point to judge whether "The Theory of Love and Lotus" is authentic or not written by Fang Jun. Even if Fang Jun talks about lotus, it is impossible for others to believe that he can "know it from birth" without experiencing it. It will definitely arouse the doubts of the entire Shilin Qingliu.
However, this is of no use...
There are always some unexpected situations in this world, and the truth that is universally applicable becomes unconvincing, and this is the case with Fang Jun.
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According to Wang Xue'an's point of view, it is impossible to understand something that has not been experienced before, let alone reach that state, and write such profound works...
Fang Jun admitted in his heart that this view was correct, but he wanted to slap Wang Xue'an in the face.
Fang Jun walked around in the lobby and saw several little heads peeking out from behind the door not far away.
Fang Jun smiled and shouted: "Di Renjie!"
The little guys were poking their heads around when Fang Jun shouted suddenly, then shrank back with a "swish", and did not move for a long time.
I must have heard that the emperor came here, and several kids who were studying in Chongxian Hall came to take a sneak peek at Long Yan, right? At this moment, Fang Jun pointed out that they were too scared to show their faces.
Fang Jun was secretly amused. Such a bad idea must have come from the eccentric Di Ren, so he raised his voice: "Di Renjie, everyone saw you, come out quickly!"
Only then did a child walk out from behind the door. He had a clear face and a pair of dark eyes. He was hesitant and did not dare to come over... After all, spying on the emperor in private was strictly speaking a crime of disrespect.
When His Majesty Li Er saw that the child was good-looking and very excited, he smiled and asked, "Whose baby is this?"
Chongxian Pavilion was positioned as the highest aristocratic school in the Tang Dynasty. Anyone who could study here were those who had made outstanding achievements in the imperial court.
Fang Jun then replied: "This son is the grandson of Di Xiaoxu, a man from Linying, and his father is Di Zhisun, the magistrate of Yan County, Yuezhou."
His Majesty Li Er couldn't remember who the magistrate of Yan County in Yuezhou was, but Di Xiaoxu's name immediately reminded him of the man who had served as the marching commander, general, minister Zuo Cheng, and envoy during the time of Emperor Gaozu. Jie Bianzhou's military officers, Jin Ziguanglu, the official, and the important minister of Lin Yingnan.
Then he smiled and said, "This guy is pretty good."
Fang Jun saw that Di Renjie was hesitant and didn't dare to come over. He thought to himself, is this kid still shy? So he ordered: "Go get pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
"Hey!" Di Renjie agreed, turned around and ran away quickly...
Chongxian Hall is the place where the prince studies. There are naturally plenty of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. After a while, Di Renjie took them and placed them on a large desk on the side of the lobby. Then he obediently bowed to His Majesty Li Er and Prince Li Chengqian.
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His Majesty Li Er nodded with a smile. When Li Chengqian saw that Fang Jun had singled out this boy, obviously wanting to show his face in front of the emperor and himself, he must have a very close relationship, he pulled the jade pendant he carried from his waist and gave it to Di Renjie.
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Di Renjie's face turned red with excitement, and he bowed and saluted: "Thank you, your majesty, thank you, the prince..."
His Majesty Li Er became more and more satisfied. He was indeed a clever child, and he actually knew how to put the emperor first. You must know that the one who rewarded things was the prince, and ordinary children would not be so thoughtful.
Fang Jun stood in front of the desk, patted Di Renjie's head, and said, "Practice ink!"
"Hey!" Because Fang Jun had just received the reward, Di Renjie had no dissatisfaction with Fang Jun's instructions on how to work. He obediently added water to the inkstone and grinded the ink carefully.
The inkstone was full of ink. Fang Junxin picked up a writing brush, looked at Wang Xue'an, and said calmly: "Fang doesn't agree with the old gentleman's point of view. Whether it's poetry or poetry, even if it requires the accumulation of experience,
Use your heart to feel and figure it out, but sometimes imagination is more important. A pair of wings of imagination can lead us to fly in a realm we have never reached before."
After saying this, he picked up his pen and wrote quickly, like a dragon or a snake, scurrying away with a single swipe of his hand.
His Majesty Li Er loves calligraphy, and he especially likes to read Fang Jun's calligraphy. He immediately stood up from his seat, walked over with his hands behind his back, and stood aside to appreciate it carefully.
Although Xu Jingzong's character is not that good, his cultural level is absolutely first-class. He has seen Fang Jun's unique handwriting and amazing talent, and he also stood aside to watch it.
Li Chengqian, Xiao Yu, and Xie Chengjie all stood up when they saw the emperor, and they quickly stood up and gathered around the desk.
On the white rice paper, the ink is dripping.
A piece of regular script with a clear handwriting. The font has a round appearance and connotation of sinews and bones, the stipples are vigorous and vigorous, the structure is broad and beautiful, it looks soft on the outside but strong on the inside, the shape is graceful and the skeleton is strong. Although it is regular script, it is obviously slightly mixed with running script.
The brushwork makes the words flowing, beautiful and graceful.
Xu Jingzong praised out loud: "Good calligraphy!"
Even if his personal ethics are deficient, Xu Jingzong's skills lie there. Looking closely at Fang Jun's handwriting, it seems that he has improved compared to before, which is very rare. I have to admire him. This person has always been known as uneducated and incompetent.
Famous, but due to talent, this handwriting is more brilliant than many learned scholars who have been immersed in this Tao all their lives. It is also an original sect. As long as you keep improving, it is not difficult to become the first generation master to establish a sect!
On this point, Xu Jingzong was convinced.
Wang Xue'an is a well-known scholar, and his vision is not much worse than that of Xu Jingzong. Just taking one look at this font, his heart skipped a beat. Isn't it said that Fang Jun is ignorant and unskilled? How could he write such good calligraphy?
I was so flustered that I didn't have the time to savor this unique and beautiful font and read the content at a glance.
After reading it once, Wang Xue'an looked miserable...
Prince Li Chengqian stood behind His Majesty Li Er and chanted in a manly voice: "There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of the good years. Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn, and looked at the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm.
Yushengyan. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time..."
His Majesty Li Er looked gloomy. He couldn't help but think of his wife, Empress Changsun, who died young. He missed her...
Jinse, why do you have fifty strings?
Every string and every verse makes people nostalgic for the golden years. My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by the dawn dreams of butterflies; and like the emperor turning into a cuckoo, expressing the sorrow of spring. The bright moon shines on the sea, and the tears of the sharks all turn into beads.
The red sun in Lantian is warm, and you can see the beautiful jade smoke. How can I recall the joys and sorrows today, but I was careless back then, and I was already at a loss...
For a moment, His Majesty Li Er was in unbearable pain. He stared blankly at this seven-character poem, feeling a little lost.
Wang Xue'an's face turned pale!
Good poetry can allow readers to understand the meaning and artistic conception contained in it. It is not surprising that His Majesty Li Er missed his wife from this.
But Wang Xue'an was focused on finding Fang Jun's loopholes, and after thinking about it several times, she felt horrified!
Poetry comes from the heart, this is a consistent law!
Only when the mind is thinking can the writing be felt, and the emotions in the heart flow out, thus becoming a famous article through the ages!
But this poem by Fang Jun really made Wang Xue'an confused!
This can be a love poem written to a beautiful woman named "Jin Se"; it can also be a mourning poem written for his deceased wife after seeing things and missing people; even because the four lines in the middle of the poem can be related to Se's suitability, resentment, purity,
It is consistent with the four sounds and emotions, so it is inferred that it is a poem describing music...
Only when you have experience can you feel something in your heart and write your works.
This is Wang Xue'an's point of view.
But this poem...
The choice of words, sentences, rhythm, and artistic conception are all outstanding. No one dares to say that this poem is not good!
But the question is, what was the author thinking when he wrote this poem? What did he want to express? What did he experience?
I can’t see it at all!
Wang Xue'an felt that her views were completely inapplicable to this poem.
An incomprehensible and incomprehensible masterpiece shattered his views to pieces...
While he was in a daze, Fang Jun had already asked Di Renjie to remove the calligraphy. The tip of his pen was dipped in ink, and he was writing quickly with his wrist hanging, and the dragons and phoenixes were dancing!