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Chapter 6
In Zhang Yong's surprised and horrified eyes.The classmates were surprised, with disbelief in their eyes.

Lin Feng said: "Teacher, I have finished your homework." It was very plain, without any ostentation or complacency, everything was so natural.

This calmness and self-confidence infected Zhang Yong, and his voice raised a little, "Okay, Lin Feng, you are fine. But we should finish the task of this class first, and there are still a few minutes before the end of class." , you write it on the blackboard. Now you sit down, we start class."

Lin Feng secretly praised in his heart, "Such a high-quality teacher is really rare. There are the largest university students in the world, and they put teaching first. Mingming wants to know how good his two poems are, but he still has to finish the class. .”

While Lin Feng was thinking secretly, Zhang Yong had already started to cadence. The topic of his lecture this time was composition. As expected of an old teacher, he talked about everything. The speed of the lecture was as usual. The students all listened carefully. After all, composition for the college entrance examination is very important. .

Finally, Mr. Zhang Yong clarified all the main points. It was about 10 minutes before the end of get out of class, and the time was just right.Zhang Yong put down the chalk in his hand, looked at Lin Feng, and said, "Student Lin Feng, please come up and show your demeanor."

"Yes, teacher." Lin Feng stood up and answered, left his seat, walked to the podium, took the chalk from the teacher, and started writing.Zhang Yong on the side didn't follow word by word, but walked to the side, thinking, this kid is quite confident, but if he can write the same poem as yesterday, then this kid's literary skills are terrible, why didn't he before? Think about it?

After about 1 minute, a poem was already on the blackboard.

"The north wind blows the ground and the white grass breaks, and Hu Tian blows snow in August. Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom."

These were originally the first two sentences in "Bai Xuege Sending Judge Wu Back to Beijing" written by the frontier poet Cen Shen.The whole poem expresses the feelings of seeing off outside the Great Wall and seeing off guests in the snow, but it is full of whimsy and fantasy, and does not make people feel sad.The romantic ideals and lofty feelings expressed in the poem make people feel that the wind and snow outside the Great Wall has become an object of fun and appreciation.The whole poem has rich and broad connotations, magnificent and romantic colors, majestic momentum, distinct and unique artistic conception, and strong artistic appeal. It can be called the masterpiece of frontier poetry in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

It’s just that the title given by Zhang Yong this time is about snow, and the whole poem covers too much and the artistic conception is too deep, so it needs to be discarded, and it just so happens that the first two sentences are just self-contained, perfectly depicting a beautiful Hongdae imagination.

Seeing that Lin Feng had finished the poem, Zhang Yong began to read it leisurely, and then said, "A masterpiece, a masterpiece! Lin Feng, teacher... teacher...proud." Zhang Yong's face was full of excitement, Speech incoherent, trembling body, the mood is beyond the shock can be described.

"It's bitter cold outside the Great Wall, and when the north wind blows, it snows heavily. Using the "spring breeze" to make the pear blossoms bloom, compared with the "northern wind" making the snowflakes dance, is very novel and appropriate. "Hu Tian" is fickle, and the heavy snow comes quickly, and expresses surprise and curiosity. The magnificent artistic conception of "thousands of trees and pear blossoms" is quite romantic. Southerners have seen the scene of pear blossoms in full bloom, and the snow-white The flowers are not only one by one, but also in clusters, clusters of flowers, and the branches are lowered, which is very similar to the scene of the winter forest under the snow. When the spring breeze blows, the pear blossoms bloom, and even "thousands and thousands of trees", the overlapping rhetorical expression The prosperity and magnificence of the scene. Comparing the spring scenery to the winter scenery, especially the southern spring scenery to the northern winter scenery, almost makes people forget the coldness and feel joy and warmth in their hearts. The thinking and creation of the environment are all amazing. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful." Zhang Yong's voice became louder and louder, and the students beside him blocked their ears.

Zhang Yong recovered from his amazement, and said with a smile: "The teacher lost his composure."

The students on the side began to mutter, "Is it so good?"

"It should be. You see that the teacher is perverted. No, it's a gaffe. You have been with us for so long, have you ever seen the teacher like this?"

"That's right, hurry up and copy it down, and post it on the Internet to show off."

"Well, that's a good idea."

The two murmured, but they didn't notice that Lu Cheng's face was getting more and more gloomy and jealous.

And Liu Yue's class representative opened her beautiful eyes wide in shock. Her Chinese level is also good, so she can understand and imagine the scene better, so she was shocked.In addition, after she came home yesterday, she used Wancha to search for the poem written by Lin Feng yesterday, but there was no one on the Internet, which means that the poem was originally written by Lin Feng, which has completely subverted Lin Feng's image in her heart , and now there is another song, Lin Feng's image in Liu Yue's heart has completely changed.It's so so.

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When everyone below was shocked, Lin Feng had already written a song about bamboo and returned to his seat.Everyone who came back to their senses hurriedly looked at the blackboard.I saw dragons and phoenixes dancing on the blackboard, "Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of times are still strong, and you can let the east, west, north, south wind."

This is a poem inscribed on a picture of bamboo and stone. The author chants about bamboo and stone, but it is no longer a general description of bamboo and stone in nature, but contains the author's deep thoughts and feelings.The author uses things as a metaphor for people, but actually writes about bamboo, but he praises people.Based on the standing green hills and hard rocks, the poet said that bamboo "fixes the green hills", "stands up and breaks the rocks", and "thousands of blows".By singing about bamboo and stone, the poem creates a glorious image of an indomitable and indomitable strong man.The whole poem is fresh and fluent, with sincere feelings. Although the language is popular, it is profound and meaningful.In short, this poem is very good and well-suited to the title, so it was directly moved by Lin Feng.

After Zhang Yongtong finished reading, he sighed and said to himself, "Finally, there is no evildoer that can scare my old man into sickness. Although it is very good, it does not have the shock of pear blossoms blooming, but the meaning is very positive."

"Wow, what a domineering poem."

"Domineering? Where did you see it from?"

"Does this still need to be said? Of course it is the phrase "Ren Er, southeast and northwest wind". How arrogant, Ren Er."

"Enen, yes, indeed domineering."

"You think so, too, and so do I." A person next to him joined the discussion between the two.

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At this time, the discussion had already started in the class, and the topic was of course Lin Feng and his poems.

Although Lu Cheng was very upset, he had no choice but to grind his teeth secretly.And Liu Yue made up her mind to ask for advice.

At this time, Zhang Yong had already walked out of the world in his heart, walked to the podium, looked at the time, and said: "First of all, everyone should move your hands first, don't rush to pick up the pen, and give Lin Feng a round of applause first, thank him Brought to us one by one classic. Let's all improve."

Hearing Zhang Yong's words, everyone laughed, and what they laughed was the phrase "Don't rush to pick up the pen." Then there was a burst of warm applause, not encouragement, but admiration.

After the applause, Zhang Yong continued: "Okay, this time we won't let everyone write sentiments, and this ancient poetry incident has come to an end. If you have any ideas, you can communicate with each other and make progress. Let's talk about homework, today's The theme, composition, and topic are youth, a very common topic, I hope everyone can put new wine in old bottles."

As soon as the voice fell, "Bell, bell, bell." The get out of class bell rang, "get out of class is over." "Goodbye, teacher." The class ended in the old-fashioned dialogue.

During class break, Liu Yue came to Lin Feng's side, looked at him with a pair of bright eyes, stared at him for a while, and said to him: "Lin Feng, why are you lying to me?"

Lin Feng raised his head and asked, "What did I lie to you?"

"It's about poetry."

"What's wrong with the poem? Didn't I say it? I checked it online." Lin Feng said very sincerely.

"Hmph, liar, I searched online, but I couldn't find it at all. You are the original." Liu Yue blushed a little, and said.

"Oh, so that's the case. I may have misremembered." The lie was exposed, but Lin Feng remained calm.

Liu Yue was stunned, why is this person like this, lost her mind for a moment, and said: "Anyway, Mr. Zhang said, everyone should communicate and improve more, you can't hide your secrets." Hearing this sentence, Lin Feng thought for a while, "Yes time."

Liu Yue nodded, "That's a good deal, I have time to communicate more." Turning around, she returned to her seat.

The students at the side saw this scene, and they also went to Lin Feng to ask for some time, and it was very lively for a while.

……

The setting sun appeared again, and the beautiful sunset accompanied everyone back home.

Lin Feng turned on the computer after finishing the chores, and just about to enter the author zone of the Chuangdian website, he saw a post on Wancha's forum on the home page of the navigation.

　Ps: I finally finished writing, a little later than yesterday.It's done though.I'm too uncomfortable today, so I'm slow.Ask for tickets, ask for favorites.thank you all.

　　
　
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