Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. As soon as the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue sky.

Golden autumn October, golden holiday.

The month-long military training was over, Qiu Feng took Gu Ling'er to the south of Caiyun for a tour, returned to Yangcheng at midnight on the seventh, and slept lazily the next day, Qiu Feng woke up Xiao Nizi and sent her to school.

Gu Ling'er's major is the Chinese department, and there is a Chinese studies class every week taught by Tang Qingfeng, the president of Southeast University, and the opposite classroom, which is the one where Qiu Feng teaches calligraphy on his behalf, the time is also very good, so it is arranged in the next class, so Qiu Feng skips the class from the library and sits in Tang Qingfeng's class to listen.

Qiu Feng has never been to school, let alone experienced the feeling of being a student, which is somewhat novel.

Southeast University, as one of the four famous universities in the Celestial Empire, has a far-reaching reputation, even in the top 100 in the world, at this time of year, there will be foreign famous universities to exchange, before the holiday received the news, Seoul University in the stick country has an exchange team will arrive after the National Day.

On the podium, Tang Qingfeng was teaching the students the article "Reading Poetry and Fun" when he heard footsteps outside the classroom walking towards him.

The sound of footsteps is not heavy, but a group of people step on it in the same rhythm, and all the sounds come together, and the sound is thick and loud.

Tang Qingfeng turned around and saw a group of students in uniform standing outside the classroom looking inside through the window. Many people have understood that the delegation of Dongying Seoul University has arrived.

Qiu Feng's gaze was faintly inaudible, and he saw a somewhat familiar figure.

That Park Changfan, who was invincible on the top of the champion tower at the beginning, this group of people seemed to be coming for Tang Qingfeng?

Lu Wushuang, vice president of Southeast University, also stood in the middle of a group of adults in the back row, and nodded inaudibly when he met Tang Qingfeng's eyes.

There was a middle-aged woman in a gray uniform standing next to Lu Wushuang, she looked at Tang Qingfeng who was standing on the podium, and said, "Principal Lu, standing on the podium must be Principal Tang Qingfeng Tang, right?"

"Yes. ”

"I was so lucky to be able to catch up with the class taught by Principal Tang himself...... Principal Lu, can my students and I come into the classroom to observe a class?"

Lu Wushuang saw Tang Qingfeng nodding and said, "Of course you can." ”

"Thank you. Cui Zhiyi said in a non-standard Celestial Empire language, and she walked up to Tang Qingfeng again, "Thank you, Principal Tang." ”

"It's a guest from afar. Tang Qingfeng smiled and made an inviting gesture, "Please come in." ”

There are 20 students in the Hansung University delegation, plus five leading teachers such as Choi Zhiyi, a total of 25 people. Because Cui Zhiyi is the vice president of Seoul University, according to the principle of reciprocity, Vice President Lu Wushuang is responsible for all the reception work on the side of Southeast University.

There were more than 30 people in the classroom at once, and there were definitely not enough desks and chairs.

Tang Qingfeng thought for a while and said, "The male classmates gave up the chairs to the girls. ”

"No need. Cui Zhi heard Tang Qingfeng's words clearly, and said in a loud voice, "We are just auditing, and we can't affect the normal class of the students, just stand in the back row." ”

Tang Qingfeng smiled and said, "You have your ideas, we have our methods." The Celestial Empire is a thousand-year-old state of etiquette, and the men of the Celestial Empire are also brave and generous gentlemen, how can we sit by ourselves and let the guests from afar stand?"

The boys immediately responded by pulling out the chairs under their buttocks and sending them to the ladies of the Seoul University delegation and the Southeast University reception group.

"Then we are disrespectful. Cui Zhiyi said.

The girls who got the chairs took the initiative to carry the stools and sat in the aisle in the middle of the desks, while the boys who did not have chairs stood side by side by the wall according to their heights, without saying a word, with a good attitude, as if they had been specially trained.

After everyone settled down, Tang Qingfeng continued to lecture and said: "There is such a saying outside, the beauty of learning, beauty is confusing. The beauty of poetry lies in inciting men and women to cheat---- which is a joke or a fact. Why can poetry incite men and women to cheat? is because it is subtle and hazy, and it makes people inadvertently stir their hearts. It can touch the shock of the spiritual soul and integrate into the secular warm and cold society. ”

Tang Qingfeng looked at the students in the audience and said with a smile: "At your age, have you ever been moved by a love poem? Conquered by a poem? Have you ever thought about writing a love poem for the object you like? I don't think you need to answer this question...... I know, there will be. ”

The students in the audience laughed.

At their best age, when they meet the most beautiful you, how can they be willing to be mediocre and refuse to confess?

They have fantasies about love, they see it as the most important possession in their lives, and they are willing to do all kinds of crazy things for their other half.

Fighting with rivals in bars, riding motorcycles on the road until late at night, sitting in the park at night in winter even if you shiver from the cold, not willing to part, saving half a year's pocket money just to buy each other's favorite birthday gifts, walking hand in hand and walking down the street without buying anything......

Years later, they may feel a little stupid, but now they feel sweet to the bone when they think about it.

Youth is like poetry, and they also use youth to write poetry.

Qiu Feng was a little surprised, Tang Qingfeng was a little old, and he didn't have any scruples when it came to male and female love, maybe this was the romance of the literati?

"From ancient times to the present day, our predecessors and sages have left us a rich treasure of poetry. Tang Qingfeng glanced at the audience, and said in a voice full of emotion, "Tearful eyes asked Huahua silently, and the red flew over the swing." Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? I live at the head of the Yangtze River, you live at the end of the Yangtze River, I think about you every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River - alive and vivid, thousands of years later, it seems that there is still a beautiful scenery in front of me. ”

Tang Qingfeng looked at the students in the audience with a smile and said, "Which is your favorite poem?"

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. One student replied.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. Someone else replied.

"Flowers float and water flows freely, a kind of lovesickness, two places of sorrow ......"

“……”

Every student had the most beautiful poem in their hearts, so everyone answered very positively.

Even the teachers of the delegation nodded their heads. Some students in the Stick Country understand the Celestial Empire language and can directly feel the artistic conception and beauty of the poems spoken by Tang Qingfeng, while some students are not good at the Celestial Empire, so they can only rely on the help of translators.

Of course, although the translator understands the language conversion, it is limited by the cultural level or the understanding of the poem is not deep enough, and the effect of translation into stick Chinese is naturally greatly reduced.

Towards the end of the lesson, Tang Qingfeng allowed the students to ask questions freely.

In the exchange group, a middle-aged man with thinning hair came out and said in fluent Celestial Empire, "Hello President Tang, I am Kim Wenen, a Chinese studies teacher at Seoul National University, and I was greatly shocked by the beauty of poetry you talked about just now—the culture of the Celestial Empire has a long history, and Tang and Song poems can be echoed in any corner of the world. ”

"What I don't understand is that the people of the Celestial Empire have so many years of cultural history and have appeared so many outstanding sages, why is there such a strange sentence now?"

"What words?" Tang Qingfeng asked with a smile.

"The culture of the Tang Dynasty is in Dongying, the culture of the Ming Dynasty is in the country of Bangzi, and the culture of the Republic of China is in Taiwan Province. Jin Wenen lifted his glasses, smiled and said, "Why is there such a rumor? Could it be that the people of the Celestial Empire are unwilling to inherit the high-quality culture left by their ancestors?"