"Today I will give you an assignment. Later, you will write down your true feelings when you see the snow. There is no limit to the genre and the number of words."
Zhang Zhong has never assigned homework before, not because he is lazy, but because his class is an open class, and the students in each class are not the same group, so even if he assigns homework, it will have no effect.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhong said again, "This is not a compulsory homework. Whether you write it or not is up to you. I will open a special homework area on the school's official website. If you have written homework, you can submit it there."
Zhang Zhong did not come up with the homework area by himself. The official website of Jiangyang University does have such a place, but generally no one uses it. Zhang Zhong only needs to set up an assignment in the homework area, and then students can submit their homework there.
After talking about the homework, Zhang Zhong continued, "Since today we talked about the relationship between a writer's writing and his heart, let's talk about writing and thinking. Writing an article, that is, writing an article, is translated by the writer in English.
In fact, they are "writers", and their works are "writings". Writing must be done with hands, so people who can write articles are sometimes called "famous writers". This language habit is worth thinking about. What is an article?
Composed or written? Is the act of creating literature done with the heart or with the hands?"
"I wonder if any classmates have heard of the Croce sect?" Zhang Zhong asked a question.
Someone raised his hand and answered, "Teacher, I know that the Croce School is an aesthetic school. Their main views are five uprights and five negatives. The five uprights are: intuition is lyrical expression, intuition is art, and intuition is art."
That is appreciation, the successful expression of intuition is beauty, language is art. There are also five antis:..."
When Zhang Zhong asked this question, he didn't expect to get such a detailed answer. This classmate even understood the five positives and five negatives.
What he said is very accurate. The Crocean aesthetic view does have five positives and five negatives.
The so-called Five Righteousnesses are a positive affirmation that art is a purely intuitive existence, and there are five specific expressions in it.
The five negatives affirm that art is a purely intuitive existence from the negative side, and there are also five specific expressions.
Zhang Zhong nodded encouragingly at the student, "Very good, you said it in detail, so I won't go into details. Let's go on. The focus of the Croce faction's argument is that, in their view, literature and art are all
The activities of the mind, creation, expression, and intuition. That is to say, when you think of a specific state in your mind, the taste and the image are blended, the taste has been expressed in this image, and at this time the work is completed. As for using a pen to express your heart
Writing the work that has been thought out above on paper is not a 'expression', but just a communication or recording. The expression is all achieved in the heart, and recording is like recording the sung song into the playback device. It is all a physical fact.
It has nothing to do with art.”
At this point, one student raised his hand.
Zhang Zhong said, "Please tell me."
"Teacher, according to Croce, writing skills have nothing to do with art?" the student asked.
Zhang Zhong shook his head, "This question cannot be understood in this way, because writing skills are actually defined by people later. A certain form of expression is liked by certain people and plays a certain role, so some people put it
This form of expression has been taken out and naturalized into a writing technique. Let me give you an example, take 'metaphor'. There was definitely no such writing technique at the beginning, but suddenly one day people discovered that comparing something to something
This kind of thing makes people feel more interesting, so I took out this form of expression. In other words, this artistic and spontaneous form of expression came first, and then the so-called writing skills came into being."
The student nodded confusedly, and Zhang Zhong also motioned for him to sit down.
…
The two classes ended soon. When Zhang Zhong came out of Jiangyang University, snowflakes started falling outside again.
Zhang Zhong rushed to the kindergarten before the snow started to fall heavily.
What Zhang Zhong didn't expect was that when Pengpeng came out, he was holding a snowball the size of a volleyball.
This snowball is very round, as if it was pressed out of a spherical mold.
"What is this?" Zhang Zhong looked at the snowball in Pengpeng's hand and asked.
Pengpeng raised the snowball and said, "I just made this. Dad, is it so round?"
It's really round.
"What are you doing this for?"
"Let's use it as a snowman's head. The heads we made before were not round enough. It took a lot of effort for me to make them so round."
It turns out that this girl was still thinking about the snowman she built in the morning, and spent a lot of effort to give the snowman such a round head.
"Okay, let's take it home."
Zhang Zhong did not turn on the heater during the journey back because he was afraid that the snowball would melt and the pimple would explode.
However, despite all his precautions, he still failed to defend against it.
After returning home, he let Pengpeng play in the snow in the yard while he went to the kitchen to cook.
But after a while, I heard the wailing sound of Peng Peng coming from the living room.
Zhang Zhong was startled and thought something had happened. When he went over and saw Peng Peng, he was crying sadly in front of a puddle of water on the ground.
There is a fist-sized snowball in the middle of the water that has not melted yet.
"Well, Dad, my snowball melted."
"Why is it in the living room?"
"I was afraid that it would snow outside, so I brought it in. I really just brought it in for a while." Pengpeng's little face was so wrinkled that she couldn't stretch it, not to mention how aggrieved she was.
Zhang Zhong rolled his eyes, "Okay, don't cry. Go get a mop and clean the water here. Your grandma will know about your great achievements when she comes back. Liu Minya and the others will also know when they come over tonight."
"No." Pengpeng shouted, "Don't let Liu Minya know, she will definitely laugh at me."
"Then go and mop it up quickly."
Pengpeng looked at Zhang Zhong, then at the puddle of water on the ground, and sighed, "Alas."
After sighing, she ran to get a mop.
Zhang Zhong smiled and said that this child must be given the right medicine. The last thing this girl wants is to be embarrassed in front of her friends.
…
At about ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Zhong worked for a while and read for a while. Suddenly he remembered the homework assigned in class and was a little curious whether any students had handed in homework.
Open the official website, log in to your account, and as soon as you click in, you see a lot of messages.
There are as many as 921 messages about handing in homework.
Zhang Zhong was a little surprised. The 921 homework submission messages meant that 921 students had submitted homework, because each student could only submit one homework.