Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 275 Conferred God Yanyuan
"No... I have to say that I can't understand this poem."

"Sheila sounds ordinary at first glance, but upon closer consideration, she is as obscure as the sea."

"It's really hazy."

"I lost, who can help me clear up my confusion?"

After a long time, some students with furrowed brows sighed and gave up thinking. Everyone started talking and came up with two completely different opinions:

First, there is a profound meaning hidden in the plainness of this poem, which is difficult to analyze thoroughly for a while.

Second, it is mysterious.

On the stage, which argument do you think Xu Qing will take?

"Mysterious! Mysterious!"

Xu Qingyou said angrily: "This poem has no meaning or core idea at all. Let me put it bluntly. Everyone forgets the love poems he is good at. If you look at this poem, a child can write it!"

Li Jiankun glanced at him. This grandson really didn't think he could kneel easily enough.

Whether the poem is good or not, he doesn't comment on it.

However, this poem has been verified by this era and was regarded as a masterpiece by people of the time.

Put it in other places, he is not sure that anyone can understand it, but this is Yanyuan.

So he simply said nothing, swept the floor, and then looked at the referee's bench.

"Snapped!"

A delicate hand slammed on the table.

It made Li Jiankun feel a little distressed. Miss Cha was obviously standing up for him.

"Idiot, don't stop talking arrogantly!"

Cha Jianying had a loli face with a cold frown and terrible ignorance. Such a masterpiece turned out to be a child's graffiti in his mouth.

Next to her, Chen Jiangong pulled her, but she didn't - Sister, please pay attention to your image, you are the referee after all.Can't we sit down and say something if we have something to say?

Xu Qingyou: "..."

He really didn't dare to offend this girl who looked like a little girl in a movie.

She has temporary posts in several literary societies, and every poetry magazine published in Yanyuan has something to do with her.

Chen Jiangong's status among the boys in the literature department is the same as her status among the girls.

But she didn’t write anything herself. She said... she was tired.

"Everyone."

Miss Cha kicked off the back chair and looked around the audience, "Poems vary from person to person. As the saying goes, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. This is especially true for hazy poems. We may not be able to understand them, but please don't belittle a poem without thinking. poetry.

"If you want to criticize, at least name it."

"This song "Far and Near", in my opinion, can be ranked in the top five among all the hazy poems at the moment!"

Hoohoo!

The scene was noisy. No matter how much students thought this poem was charming, they never expected that the talented woman from the 77 class of the Chinese Department would give such a high evaluation.

Ranked in the top five of all hazy poems.

This has reached the level of Shi Zhi, Bei Dao, Mang Ke, Gu Cheng and Shu Ting.

There were exactly five of them.

Doesn’t that mean that in the eyes of this talented woman, there is at least one of these five people? All the works of them are taken out, and none of them can compare with this song "Far and Near"?

Love Saint...is he so terrifying?

"I'm different from him!"

Miss Cha pointed at Xu Qingyou on the stage, "Since I commented like this, I naturally have my own interpretation and reasons."

I'm coming!

All the students in the room pricked up their ears.

They are waiting for someone to help them answer their questions.

Cha Jianying said slowly:

"My understanding of this poem is that it hints at some profound philosophy through the distance comparison between you and me and you and the clouds.

"The clouds in the sky are far away, but they appear closer than me standing in front of you. This is a kind of psychological dislocation, a kind of spiritual separation - I am in front of you, but you turn a blind eye. The farthest distance in the world, Nothing more than this.

“People may become out of reach due to spiritual distance.

“There is nothing in common between humans and nature, but they may become extremely close because they feel depressed.

"The poet used just 24 words to create the emotional entanglement of people with infinite interpretation, as well as the emotional sustenance of people towards nature.

"This is my first simple interpretation of this poem. I believe that everyone will have a different interpretation after understanding this poem.

"What a unique and outstanding discovery of life and creation of art?
"So yes, I personally think that the author of this poem has already stood at the top of hazy poetry."

boom!
What Miss Cha said was like an enlightenment, enlightening many students present.

When I thought about this poem again, my feelings were completely different, and my thoughts got deeper and deeper.

"Clap clap clap!"

The person applauding was the professor of the Chinese Department. He seemed to be very happy as if he had drunk two ounces.Cha Jianying raised her face and said humbly: "Teacher, do you think my interpretation is wrong?"

The professor burst into laughter, "Didn't you tell me that a thousand people have a thousand interpretations? I can only say that this poem is indeed excellent and very thought-provoking."

He paused and looked at Li Jiankun on the stage, who was a little embarrassed to be praised by Miss Cha. He laughed loudly and said, "You will be formidable in life!"

Whoa whoa whoa whoa!
The professor's applause continued for a long time in the audience.

Regardless of whether they were men or women, their eyes were full of heat when they looked at the tall and straight figure on the stage.

This Li Jiankun is familiar.

It’s exactly the same as the way fans looked at their idols at concerts in later generations.

"Xu, get down!"

I don’t know who shouted.

The rhythm was picked up immediately.

"Go down! Go down! Go down!"

Xu Qing's face was swollen to the color of pig liver, and he was ashamed and ashamed.Suddenly, he remembered the scene at the graduation ceremony of Wanghai Middle School.

History seems to intersect at this moment.

He lost again.

defeated more thoroughly.

At least no one attacked him back then...

"No! I don't believe it! I don't believe he wrote this poem!"

Xu Qingyou roared madly, "He and I are old classmates. I know him very well. He doesn't have such poetic talent! You don't know that he and I have made an agreement long ago to compete in this poetry contest. This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy!”

Is this person crazy?
The audience stared wide-eyed.

Chen Jiangong couldn't sit still anymore. He frowned and stood up with a complicated expression, "Xu Qingyou, come on down. It's not that difficult to admit that others are good."

"Brother Jian Gong, I'm serious. You don't know that Li Jiankun's connections and resources in society are beyond your imagination. This poem was definitely not written by him. He is fully capable..."

"To shut up!"

My grandson is really a little crazy.

Li Jiankun had to interrupt him, otherwise who knows what he would reveal.

Not to mention anything else, just the incident of college students doing business is enough to make the news.

"It's okay if you want me to shut up. You have the guts to sing another song of the same quality as this one!" Xu Qingyou's eyes were bloodshot.

No one understands the old thief as well as he does. After Cha Jianying’s interpretation of "Far and Near", he also realized that it was a work of apotheosis, and this alone was enough to occupy a place in the poetry world.

Is this the kind of poetic talent an old thief can possess?

Ghost letter!
He had every reason to believe that this poem was bought by an old thief and no one else could do it, but with a net worth of hundreds of thousands, he definitely had the ability.

"Nonsense!" Even the professor of the Chinese Department, who had always been pleasant-looking, became irritated.

What happened to the Tangtang Poetry Contest?
If you can’t afford to lose, how can you be so stubborn and refuse to step down?

The whole place was filled with curses.

Although they also want to listen to the masterpieces of Love Saint again.But this person surnamed Xu has no brains in speaking, but his writing skills are natural, and his skillful hands occasionally come up with them. For example, most poets will never get a piece of such masterpieces as "Far and Near" in their entire lives, because they think they are buying vegetables in the market!
"I'll satisfy you." Li Jiankun said calmly.

All students: "!!!"

Professor of Chinese Department: "!!!"

Xu Qingyou: "???"

Li Jiankun walked to the center of the stage, faced downwards, closed his eyes, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"A lyrical poem for everyone..."

Immediately, in a cheerful tone, he said:
"Be a happy man from tomorrow on,"

"Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world."

"From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables,"

"I have a house, facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming..."

The cheerful poetry echoed in the large dining room, and the thousands of people present felt like they were wrapped in happiness.

Refreshing!
...

"Stranger, I bless you too,
"May you have a bright future,

"May your lover eventually get married,

"May you be happy in this world,

"I just want to face the sea and spring flowers bloom."

Poetry is complete.

The roof of the large dining room seems to have been lifted, and the warm sunshine is shining down, as warm as spring.

Everyone was shocked.

(End of this chapter)