"Mr. Lai Ziru is here too. Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for about ten years." Lin Ai sighed after hearing Lai Ziru's name.
Lai Ziru worked at Jinling University ten years ago. At that time, he was the deputy dean of literature, which was Lin Ai's previous position. The communication between them also started at Jinling University.
Like Lin Ai, Lai Ziru is also a well-known figure in Chinese poetry. However, unlike Lin Ai, Lai Ziru does not advocate metrical poetry. He once said that poetry should be like speaking, focusing on expressing emotions. As long as the emotions are in place,
Metrics can be put aside.
The two had argued about this.
Lin Ai said that there are many ways to express emotions. If you do not pursue rhythm but want to express emotions, you can choose a style other than poetry, such as prose or novels.
Poets, when chanting about temperament, must chant. Since it is chanting, it naturally needs rhythm.
Lai Ziru agrees with chanting, but not with meter. He feels that meter is just an accessory, not the soul of poetry.
And he also gave examples of country folk songs. Many country folk songs may not have rhythm, but they are still catchy and full of emotion.
Lin Ai said that he had not seen Lai Ziru for ten years, but it did not mean that they had not been in contact for ten years. In fact, when Zhang Zhong published "The Collection of Lotus Leaves", Lai Ziru also spoke to Zhang Zhong, which aroused the two of them.
Align again.
Speaking of which, several of the people here today are closely related to Jinling University, such as Lin Ai and Lai Ziru.
Both of them had previously served as the deputy dean of the Faculty of Arts at Jinling University, and they didn't know what the scene would be like when they met with people from Jinling University.
…
Zhang Zhong soon knew the answer. When he and Lin Ai went to the lounge of the office building, Lai Ziru was chatting happily with Li Lifan and Qi Lin. Lin Ai soon joined in. It seemed that everyone had a good relationship.
All very good.
The lounge is very large, and even sixty or seventy people can sit in it without feeling crowded.
Most of the people are teachers from high-ranking universities, and they all have names, so many people present know each other, and they can adjust the atmosphere without being nervous and can chat among themselves.
When Zhang Zhong arrived, everyone gathered around.
Yu Dongyu and his entourage had arrived long ago and arrived at the lounge before Jinling University.
Zhang Zhong glanced at them, then stood in front of the lounge and said, "Hello everyone."
Hearing Zhang Zhong speak, the people who were chatting all focused on him.
"First of all, on behalf of Shizhong College, I welcome everyone. Thank you for participating in this exchange meeting. If there is any inconvenience in the reception, please forgive me. Shizhong College is a school that was established not long ago. It is similar to your school.
Bi, it is a completely new school, so this exchange meeting can actually be regarded as a learning conference. I hope everyone can give you some advice. There are two parts in this exchange meeting, namely teaching and literature..."
As a liberal arts college, of course, we also discuss teaching and literature. Those who come to the exchange meeting are people from the literary world or students from the literature department.
After Zhang Zhong finished speaking, he took everyone to the school auditorium.
The auditorium has long been filled with students from Shizhong College and Jiangyang University. The first two rows have reserved seats for representatives from other schools.
After everyone was seated, Zhang Zhong walked on stage and took the microphone to act as the host.
Each school sent a representative to the stage to start a face-to-face communication meeting.
Including Zhang Zhong, there were a total of sixteen people on the stage. In addition to representatives from ten schools, there were also Yu Dongyu, Zhuang Yu, Wang Yi, Liu Yuan and Fang Ya.
Sixteen people were seated in a semicircle, each holding a microphone.
Zhang Zhong and Yu Dongyu sat on the side, with ten school representatives in the middle. After the exchange meeting began, Zhang Zhong said with a smile: "From Mr. Zhuang's side, let's say hello."
Zhuang Yu and Zhang Zhong were sitting at opposite ends. Because everyone was sitting in a semicircle, Zhang Zhong and Zhuang Yu were basically facing each other.
Hearing Zhang Zhong's words, Zhuang Yu nodded, raised the microphone in his hand and said, "Hello everyone, I am Zhuang Yu."
Of course the students below all knew Zhuang Yu, and they all applauded when they heard his simple self-introduction.
Next was Liu Yuan next to Zhuang Yu. Different from Zhuang Yu's simplicity, Liu Yuan was much more humorous. He smiled and said, "I'm Liu Yuan. I don't belong to any school. I'm just here to attend the exchange meeting."
Before the laughter of the teachers and students in the audience stopped, Yu Dongyu said immediately, "I am Yu Dongyu, Liu Yuan brought me to the exchange meeting."
Hearing the two of them introducing themselves like cross talk, the teachers and students below laughed even harder.
The students were very excited. After all, it is not easy to see so many big names gathered on one stage at one time.
After the round of introductions, Zhang Zhong said, "Because I have no research experience, I was still thinking about what to tell you today, but a chat with Mr. Yang Fan a few days ago gave me some ideas. Yang
My husband told me that he felt that literature has many similarities with the process of physics experiments. It is possible that different articles express the same thing, but in different forms. So today we will not discuss what literature is, but let’s talk about literature.
Form. I think Mr. Fang Ya should have a lot of ideas at this point."
When the words were passed to Fang Ya, he raised the microphone and said, "I don't have many ideas, but since I am doing research, I naturally have my own opinions. Literature naturally has many forms, but no matter what form it is, it is
A form of expression of social culture is the embodiment of beauty..."
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"How is it, how is it, has it started?"
In the Green Field Bookstore, Luo Wei grabbed Zhang Junwei's arm and kept asking.
As a big fan of Zhang Zhong, I naturally know that there are many school exchange meetings in Shizhong College today.
Moreover, this exchange meeting was very public and even had an online live broadcast, so they could watch the scene through live broadcast online.
However, the video in the live broadcast room suddenly cut off just now. Zhang Junwei and the others thought there was a problem with their network. After checking, they found out that it was a problem with the live broadcast room itself.
Although Yang Xiao invited a professional live broadcast team to come over, something went wrong and the live broadcast was interrupted before it officially started.
But this was just a small episode, and he recovered quickly.
When the picture reappeared, Fang Ya started to speak.
Luo Wei looked at Fang Ya who was speaking and asked, "Who is this boss?"
Zhang Junwei rolled his eyes and said, "You still say that you are a big fan, don't you even know Fang Ya? The paper you read last time was written by him."
"Is that the academic article titled "The Tense Ecological Plot: Interpreting the Call of the Wild from the Perspective of Ecocriticism"?" Luo Wei said in surprise.
Zhang Junwei curled his lips and said, "You don't know him, but you should remember to listen to his articles clearly."