The Li family.

When Li Fan introduced Xiaoxiao into the family, Li's father and mother were a little restrained, and they didn't know what to talk about with young women in the cultural world.

Talking about firewood, rice, oil, salt, and having children doesn't seem to be appropriate.

The only thing to talk about is jelly.

"This kid is so cute. Xiaoxiao hugged her in her arms and said.

Dad Li teased his daughter, "Jelly, call Auntie." ”

Mama Li glared at him and said, "What is the name of Auntie, call Sister!"

Dad Li's flash, boom, he said the wrong thing.

"Li Fan, can I visit your study?"

"Whatever, your own home. ”

Xiaoxiao walked into Li Fan's study.

Mother Li pulled Li Fan over and whispered, "Your teacher will come in a while, right?"

"Yes, Teacher Xiaoling will come over in a while. ”

Li Fan originally called Gu Yating and Zhang Mengmeng, but one went out of the province with the delegation of the High School Affiliated to Normal University, and the other went to his grandmother's house in the countryside, so he couldn't come tonight.

Mama Li continued: "Oh, you go downstairs and buy a new futon, I don't know what style girls in their 20s like now." ”

Li Fan went downstairs to buy futon, and Xiaoxiao walked around Li Fan's study, she was very curious about where Li Fan's huge reading volume came from.

This study is a little empty, with a desk and two bookshelves, one of which is empty, and the other is half of the books of all kinds.

There was a notebook and a pen on the desk.

Xiaoxiao curiously unfolded the book, and the first page was a poem - "Jin Se".

There is nothing to say about this poem, everyone in the world knows it, Li Shangyin's masterpiece. But this font is so beautiful.

The pen is fluttering and fast, the handwriting is thin, the bones are beautiful, the fun is hazy, as if the iron is broken gold, and the pen is very deep.

This is a lean gold body.

Xiaoxiao didn't expect Li Fan to be very specialized in calligraphy, she quietly admired it for a while, and was about to turn the page, but she still couldn't help but linger on this page.

After a while, I turned it again, and it was still the poem "Jin Se", but the font was changed again.

This pen walks the dragon and snake, the momentum is surging, wild and uninhibited, it is a wild grass, this wild grass has the figure of Huang Tingjian, and there is the style of Lin Sanzhi, but there is a "self" charm, the pen is not as good as the thin gold body on the previous page, but it is also superior.

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It turns out that this book is used by Li Fan to practice calligraphy, and a poem "Jin Se" has written four or five fonts, and other hand-copied ancient poems are probably the same.

Xiaoxiao nodded, closed the book gently, walked to the bookshelf again, and flipped through it casually, almost all of them were brand new books, and at first glance, I had just bought a large number of books and had not had time to read them.

There was a computer on the desk, and I couldn't find any other reading notes or anything.

This study is clean and neat, and you can't find any clues in Li Fan's literature if you want to.

Xiaoxiao was disappointed, it was not the same as she imagined, at least there should be reading notes, or some old books should have some marks or something.

She picked up a book of poems that had just been put on the market, which was the work of a female poet with the same name as herself, and she flipped through it casually, not particularly fond of it. At this time, Li Fan pushed the door and went home.

She walked into the living room and saw that Li Fan was carrying a quilt in her hand, and she said very embarrassedly: "Don't tell me that you are specially prepared for us, we will not be happy!"

Li Fan snapped his fingers, "Bingo, don't worry about not going, I was thinking about buying a quilt, I have to buy it in a few days if I don't buy it today, I have to buy it in a few days, I have moved to a new house, and the old quilts have been thrown away." Yo, look at the poems, she doesn't write as well as you. ”

Xiaoxiao laughed in her heart, this kid was blindly complimented! She said: "People's sales are much better than mine!"

Schopenhauer's great philosophical masterpiece "The World as Will and Appearance" published at his own expense sold only about 100 copies within a year and a half of its publication, and it was only after his death that he became famous. ”

When Li Fan said this, he heard the male and female duet crying upstairs, which was embarrassing, after all, there were guests, and he said angrily: "screaming again, Sister Xiao, don't mind, this time is short, 3 minutes at most." ”

Lao Li slammed his foot and glared: "Don't talk nonsense! Unpack the package and see if the quality of the quilt is okay." ”

"This is my own sister, it's fine. After Li Fan finished speaking, he began to unpack and continue the topic just now, "I mean, your works are much better than Muzi's, I think poets are divided into three streams, and she is the third class." ”

"Which third?"

"Third-rate poets pile up rhetoric, second-rate poets seek artistic conception, and first-rate poets pursue their hearts. She just has gorgeous rhetoric and looks very cultured, but in fact, the content is empty, but this is really popular with the market!"

"Then which class am I?" Xiaoxiao dug a pit for Li Fan.

"This ......" Li Fan put the quilt aside and successfully crossed this deep pit, "You are infinitely flowing, because I read your poems in chronological order, and the more you write, the more wonderful they become, always giving people infinite expectations, just like the literary critic Zheng Yuan said: 'Read Xiaoxiao's poems, you are always looking forward to her next poem, read the poems of other female poets, you feel that this is all they have.'" ’”

Xiaoxiao smiled, and thought about it in her heart, according to Li Fan's definition, she should be counted as 1.5 stream?

She unfolded the book of poems, flipped through it, and saw a poem, which was not badly written, and she said: "This antique five-character quatrain written by Muzi is okay." ”

Li Fan interrupted: "In this poem, the only thing that stands out is the deep spring grass and wood, if you take it out alone, this is very charming, and it is also the only highlight of this poem." ”

"Yes, that's my opinion too," Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment after speaking, then put the book back on the shelf, and opened a brand new book, which was "Sunset" by the famous Chinese writer Feng Tian, she tentatively asked: "Who is your favorite character in "Sunset"?"

Li Fan walked into the study, handed Xiaoxiao a cup of tea, and said, "That Widow Yang." ”

"Why is this character whose face only appears once in the book?"

"Because of what she said, 'Why is it reasonable and legal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, and I make an old man and you chew the root of your tongue, and the old lady sells herself to make money, and she doesn't rely on it, and she doesn't cheat, and she is more than you noble ladies who are full of etiquette and morality, and behind your backs-'Well, I won't say any swear words below.'" ”

Xiaoxiao put back "Sunset", saw another book, and said, "Which battle is your favorite in "Smoke Rises"?"

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"What do you think of the character Zhang Xiaofei?"

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"My favorite part of "Tianlu" is the part where the third child and Kong Erye play Go, what about you?"

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10 minutes later, Xiaoxiao looked at the neat bookshelves, clean books, and finally understood that it was better not to compare people with each other.

Xiaoxiao picked up the practice book again, and said, "Your character is very good, do you like the poem "Jin Se"?"

"Well, I've been researching it, I can't read it. ”

"Yo, what about when you can't read it? Also, this poem has not been conclusive since ancient times!"

Li Fan sighed: "Some words can only be understood until the years are stacked to a certain extent, and some things can only be clarified until life has a certain thickness." But this poem is a new insight every once in a while, and there is no conclusion. There have been too many interpretations of this poem throughout the ages. ”

Xiaoxiao said: "There are no less than hundreds of works that have interpreted this poem throughout the ages, and there are more than ten factions of interpretation, and there are more than 100 Xie families who have left their names since the late Tang Dynasty, including Liu Kezhuang, Su Dongpo, Huang Tingjian, Yuan Haowen, Ji Xiaolan, etc., each with its own solution, "Jin Se" is a mystery through the ages. ”

Li Fan began to complain: "But the Chinese textbook must set a standard for it, and the exam must also follow the standard answers, if you say whether it is brain-dead, I wonder if it is a child, those who engage in education are mentally ill? If you don't follow the standard answers, you won't get points! Even if you are Su Dongpo alive, you can't do it!"

As soon as these words fell, a voice came from the living room, "Who said that those who engage in education are mentally ill?"

Li Fan walked out of the study in a few steps, scratched his head and said: "What I said is that those who engage in education are elites, you heard it wrong, the elites are good!"

With the arrival of Teacher Xiaoling, the discussion about "Jin Se" has completely opened the pot.

Teacher Xiaoling is a staunch supporter of "Linghu Qingyi Said", while Xiaoxiao is from Su Shi's faction, and Li Fan is a multi-faceted faction.

Li Fan: "If you want to say that the poem "Jin Se" is a poem of poetry, it is actually understandable, after all, Jin Se is a musical instrument, and there are four kinds of musical sounds: "suitability, resentment, purity, and harmony". However, the special relationship between Li Shangyin and Linghu Chu ......"

Xiaoxiao: "Wait a minute, what kind of faction are you?"

Li Fan: "I'm not a faction, any faction has its own rhetoric and reasoning, but there are inexplicables and even self-contradictions, I think, this poem is like the painting "Guernidan". ”

Teacher Xiaoling was surprised, "You still know how to draw?"

"I can't draw, but I love to analyze, you guys wait!"

After Li Fan finished speaking, he opened the desk drawer, which was full of scrolls of paintings, Li Fan flipped through it, pulled out one, and saw the two ladies staring at the drawer carefully, Li Fan smiled and said: "Shopping online, rolled together, is it like a collection?"

The two ladies rolled their eyes in unison.

Unfolding this fake, Li Fan said: "This painting combines the styles of cubism and surrealism, breaking the opposition between the inside and the outside, the reality and the imaginary, and establishing a kind of uncertainty and ambiguity, which is in line with the concept of "Jin Se"...... Paintings have no sound, and so do poems, and when they are written, poetry becomes a stagnant language...... The artistic concept of this painting is highly compatible with the poem of Jin Se. ”

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This night, the three of them chatted about literature until more than 2 o'clock before resting, and Li Fan spent the night on the sofa in the study.

And Xiaoxiao was thinking about Gao Na's "Guernidan" and Li Shangyin's "Jinse" in her dreams.

After school the next night, Meng Meng also came to Li Fan's new home, and after the four of them got together, everyone stopped talking about poetry and literature.

There was a bang on the living room table.

"Eat!"

"Eat what to eat, I'll touch!"

"What are you touching?