After Bai Feng finished reading the last sentence, there was a deathly silence below, and everyone lowered their heads in shame, there are many people who can come today to see the excitement, but there are also many people with real materials.

And as the representative of the student union said, there are many big bulls here, and even a poetry collection has been published.

"Hehe, my poem...... How's that going to be done?

Embarrassed, everyone's faces were flushed, even if someone wanted to refute, they really couldn't come up with the words to take advantage of, and after a long time, a representative of a poetry society stood up and said for a long time.

"This song doesn't count, who hasn't made a few masterpieces, you must have been ready for a long time, I don't know who to find to write such a song!"

A word stirred up a thousand waves, and someone immediately echoed it below.

"That is, if you have the ability, you can read a few more articles, otherwise who knows if you wrote it or who ghostwrote it!"

"That's right!"

……

Bai Feng smiled and made another silent gesture.

"Hehe, that's good, then I'll convince you of the loss! I'll read another song "Rain Alley"!"

"Holding an oil-paper umbrella, ...... alone"

"Wandering in a long, long ......"

"Lonely Rain Alley,"

"I hope to meet,"

"A lilac-like"

"The Girl with a Grievance......"

……

Halfway through the reading, there were already girls below who began to sigh involuntarily......

"Listen to a good poem, this is the real poem!"

"Yes, like what we see now, it's completely disease-free Shinmoan......"

"It's so beautiful, I seem to see a quiet alley, a girl with an oil-paper umbrella......"

……

Bai Feng continued to read on it......

"In the lament of the rain"?

"Fade her color?"

"Diffuse her fragrance?"

"Dissipated, even her-"?

"Breathless eyes?"

"Lilac-like melancholy ?......"

……

Silence, there was an aggrieved silence from the audience again, and the so-called talents who came here originally wanted to PK were about to explode one by one at this moment.

is 10,000 unconvinced, but these two poems have seriously exceeded their own level limit, even if they don't know poetry very well, they are already drunk in this atmosphere alone......

The beauty of poetry is that you don't understand it, but you also feel that your heart is calm, like a great compassion mantra, which makes you feel peaceful, which is so wonderful......

"Hehe, have you taken it all?"

Bai Feng asked mockingly, this time, I don't know how many heroes were suffocated underneath, finally, there was a strong man who couldn't hold it back, his purple face was as if he was drunk, he stood up and staggered, as if he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"What is this, didn't you say it yourself? Look down on modern poetry, but now you have recited two modern poems, if you have the ability, don't use modern poetry, aren't you an ancient poetry appreciation class! You just use ancient poetry, let's be upright pk, if we lose again, I Long Aotian will listen to your class every day in the future, and call the teacher when I see you, don't bend down and salute or speak! Don't you dare!"

The others are already impulsively unreasonable at the moment, as long as they can win, they don't want to lose their faces, and immediately people shouted from all directions.

"Don't you dare, use ancient poems to pk!"

"If you look down on modern poetry, don't read modern poetry, come to ancient poetry!"

"Hold on!"

"If we lose again, we will come to your class every day, and we will bow to you and call you the teacher when we meet!"

……

Bai Feng glanced at Long Aotian seriously, his heart was excited, and he secretly said that his children could be taught, and if he didn't go to be a trust, he was really blind to this brain IQ, and immediately smiled.

"Okay, I had this plan, today the teacher will show you the coquettish of the ancients! Listen, uh...... Let's start with a song "Tianjingsha Autumn Thoughts"!"

"Withered vines and old trees,"

"Small bridge and flowing water,"

"The ancient road west wind thin horse,"

"The sun is setting,"

"The heartbroken man is at the end of the world. ”

"How's that song?"

There was silence for the third time, and this time it was really silent!

People came to a modern poem, you were not convinced, said to have another one, okay, people came again, you are still unconvinced, said that it is better than the ancient poem, people opened their mouths, an ancient word blurted out, now there is really nothing to say, even the stubble has no face to look for again......

At this time, Li Qian weakly admired.

"It's so beautiful, I know the song card of "Tianjing Sand", and I have seen a lot of ancient words with the same song card, but it is the first time I have seen such a beautiful and meaningful ancient word, the vine is withered, the tree is old, and the crow is dull. The small bridge flows, the ancient road is westerly, and the horse is thin. When the sun sets, people are heartbroken, and almost every word is used appropriately in this way of writing scenes!

In just over 20 words, a sad sadness appeared in my mind, lingering......"

The boy chasing Li Qian hummed and whispered approval.

"That's true, dry, old, faint, ancient, thin, the next word will feel very sad, and I can't make myself a sentence. As for the finished article, it can make people cry silently. The most absolute in front of the horse under the word "thin", the magic is to write about the thinness of people and not to write people, from the thinness of writing horses to line out the thinness of people, the poverty of people. The journey was arduous. In terms of it, it is indeed more far-reaching than modern poetry......"

Bai Feng on the podium laughed!

"Hehe, are you still not convinced? Then I'll chant another song of "Fortune Operator"!"

"I live at the head of the Yangtze River,"

"You live at the end of the Yangtze River. ”

"I don't see you every day,"

"Drink the water of the Yangtze River. ”

"When will this water stop?"

"When is this hatred gone? ”

"I only wish your heart was like my heart,"

"I will live up to my love. ”

Li Qian's face changed again, and she muttered to herself......

"This is the music card of the fortune operator, how can she fill in such an ordinary song card with such wonderful words, oh my God, it is really incredible!"

Xiao Hong also nodded and echoed in a low voice.

"Yes, although I don't fully understand it, but I don't feel the Ming calendar, I feel very comfortable listening to it, and my mood is changing with these poems!"

The eldest brother who chased Li Qian sighed faintly.

"Alas, it would be nice if Li Qian could transcribe this poem to me...... But I really have to take this class in the future and cultivate my sentiments well, which are much more interesting than the 'ah, the sea is full of water' and so on!"

Bai Feng looked at the people below and didn't speak, and continued with a smile.

"Students, in fact, ancient poetry is the same as modern poetry, there is no good or bad, only whether you can write classics, take the song card of "Tianjingsha" as an example, this song card can write thousands, tens of thousands of words, can write love, homesickness, heartfelt service to the country, etc., but the good or bad writing, all depend on the ability of the writer.

My personal point of view, in fact, ancient poems can have a little more meaning than modern poems, such as writing about the Yellow River, there is 'the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky' in the ancient poems, you see, just 7 words, you can write the majestic momentum of the Yellow River at a glance, and then for example, 'The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains!' in one sentence, fourteen words, there are mountains, rivers, heavens, and lonely cities, the artistic conception is immediately revealed, and a lonely word points to the topic, so that your emotions will be stirred up at once.

This is the beauty of ancient poetry! The kind of hazy beauty that you can't say but feel deeply, this kind of beauty that you can't usually experience, but when you really get to that situation, I swear, you can't help but shout out!

For example, when spring comes, you and your family go to the spring, and when you get up in the morning and see the fragrance of pear blossoms all over the house, and the pear blossoms are flying, what will you say? Say, pear blossoms are so beautiful? And say, 'Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom'? Which one is too high?"

Bai Feng began to list examples to brainwash these people, and slowly, the first person began to nod, followed by the second, and the third......

Time flies, in the last five minutes, Bai Feng has completely dominated the rhythm and atmosphere of the whole class, from the ancient poems, with them to experience the wonder of 'the desert is lonely and the smoke is straight, the sun sets on the long river', with them to experience the persistence of 'a few plums in the corner, Ling Han opens alone', and took them to taste the life of 'mountains and rivers are doubtful, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village'.

From Yonghe to Yongdai, to plum blossoms, pear blossoms, begonias, willows......

From nostalgia to parting, from the Yellow River to the mountains, from conquest to patriotism, from life to death, from hatred to love......

Every emotion has infected the hearts of countless students, and they have truly experienced the charm of ancient poems for the first time, although they have not heard of these ancient poems, but each one, everyone is listening carefully and feeling the artistic conception......

In the end, no one mentioned PK anymore, and everyone was as serious as in class, and the atmosphere was peaceful......

looked at his watch, and in the last three minutes, Bai Feng put down the chalk in his hand, erased the poems written on the blackboard, and said with a faint smile.

"Hehe, thank you for listening carefully to my class, time relationship, that's all for today, next Thursday morning from 9 o'clock to 11 o'clock to take you, let's talk about friendship, look at the poems of the ancients, how friendship is described, okay, next Thursday, goodbye!"

Bai Feng took advantage of everyone's inattention, dodged off the stage, and only after getting out of the crowd did these people react.

"Huh, that's it, I haven't heard enough!"

"yes, didn't you say two hours? Damn, it's coming up so soon?"

"When will there be a class next time? next Thursday? Damn, I can't bear it!"

"Uh...... Brothers from Peking University, can you give us half of the classroom space at Tsinghua University next week? A third of it will do......"

"Our school wants it too!"

"We want two windows ......"

……

This class, everyone took it, completely convinced, convinced.

Some people broadcast live with mobile phones, some people use cameras to video, in short, Bai Feng's 2-hour wonderful performance was all sent to the BBS of Peking University and Tsinghua University, and it was put to the top again.

In just two hours, she recited one classic poem after another from her mouth, modern poems, and ancient words.

The two songs "Farewell to Kangqiao" and "Rain Alley" are regarded as classics among the classics by talents from major universities......