Chapter 579: Mr. Fanchen may be a monk

First, it is better not to see this poem is simple, but the simplicity of this poem has not affected the classic of this poem. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 On the contrary, this simple and classic poem has spread to every corner of the Internet through the hands of countless readers in an instant.

At the same time, the monitoring data of Internet search engines shows that it is best not to see such a keyword or sentence in the first place, but the search volume is rising at a lightning speed. In just a few hours, the first best no-meet became the most popular keyword of the day, causing a major cultural phenomenon.

However, for the readers of the BBS forum of Yanda now, they are not in the mood to pay attention to these data at this time.

They have been completely conquered by the amazing talent of the mortal world.

"Mr. Fanchen, go on, go on. ā€

Countless poetry lovers said excitedly.

It's not often that you get so close to a master like this.

What is even more rare is that they know that these classics are produced under the witness of their own people.

This kind of thing, even if you think about it in the next few decades, I am afraid that it will be exciting for a few days and nights.

"OK, there will be a few more poems later, and I will definitely satisfy everyone today. ā€

Now that his identity has appeared in Yanda BBS, Huang Yifan does not plan to write a random poem and disappear.

To play, play bigger.

If you want to write, then write for as much fun as possible.

"But, folks, there are a few more poems to come. But when the next few poems are written, there may be some problems. I hope that you can look at these poems calmly, and do not take the poems I wrote later. ā€

Huang Yifan gave a group of readers a preventive shot in advance. Although there is some confusion among the readers of this kind of preventive shot, when they see that there are a few songs behind what Mr. Fan Chen said, they all keep nodding their heads. directly agreed: "If the dust is big, you can write it." Do we have other ideas for the poems you wrote?"

Seeing that the readers agreed so happily, Huang Yifan nodded and wrote a poem again.

If you follow the heart of a beautiful girl,

In this life, there is no learning of Buddhism,

If you go to the mountains to practice,

Another negative girl's love.

After writing it, Huang Yifan didn't sit on the side, waiting to see how readers understood this poem.

Yanda BBS are all elites, and they can understand a lot of ancient texts at a glance, not to mention modern poems written in the vernacular. As soon as Huang Yifan's poem appeared, many students had already given their own evaluations.

"The dusty modern poem is so unique, this poem looks like an ancient poem, but after reading it, we know that it is just a modern poem. This poem is written ......"

Halfway through the evaluation, the student sighed in his heart: "How does this poem feel like I've seen it somewhere?" ā€

It's not just this student who has this thought, but some other students feel the same as having read this poem after seeing it. After a while, a student screamed and understood.

"Brothers, brothers, I know where I've seen this poem. ā€

"Where, where, I feel that this poem is very reflective, but I just can't remember where I read it. ā€

"Me too, let's say it. ā€

The students were a little impatient.

"Ha, everyone, this poem was actually written by Mr. Fanchen before. However, at that time, Mr. Fan Chen wrote this poem in an ancient poetic style. As follows:

I was worried about hurting the Sanskrit line, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain.

The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise.

As soon as "The world is safe and perfect, it lives up to its promise", and a group of students suddenly realized.

"Damn, I said, where have I seen this poem, it turns out that this poem is a modern version of the poem "The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise". ā€

"Well, all I can say is that mortal dust is too big to be good. Ancient poems and modern poems are proficient in everything, and a poem with the same principle is not only so perfect in the ancient poetry style, even if it is in modern poetry, it also has a different artistic conception. ā€

It's just that this poem is not as simple as it seems.

Yan University Campus.

"Poof...... Sister Lingyun, Mr. Fan Chen is so funny, a poem is written twice, and it is not the same twice. You see, the sentence "If you go to the mountains to practice, you will lose the girl's love" and "The world is safe and perfect, and you will live up to it" is not the same meaning. However, if I want to say, I still prefer "the world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise". Sister Lingyun, what about you, which of these two poems do you prefer?"

Han Xue, a graduate student of Chinese at Yan University, looked at the computer, but was secretly having fun on the side.

It's just that Han Xue called Li Lingyun a few times, and Li Lingyun didn't seem to hear it.

"Sister Lingyun, what are you thinking?"

patted Li Lingyun on the side, Han Xue asked puzzledly: "I asked you just now, these two poems, one is an ancient poem and the other is a modern poem, which one do you prefer?" ā€

"This ......"

"What is this, that, Mr. Fanchen has appeared, you are actually in a daze?"

"Not ......"

Li Lingyun frowned, "Han Xue, I'm not in a daze, I'm just thinking about what Mr. Fanchen's two poems mean." ā€

"What does it mean, Sister Lingyun, you can understand these two poems at a glance, don't you say you don't know?"

"I know I know, but I always feel like something is wrong. ā€

"What went wrong?"

Han Xue asked uncertainly.

"Xiaoxue, take a look, this modern poem says that he wants to practice, but he has a woman he likes. If you accompany the woman in front of her according to her wishes, then you will have no chance to learn Buddhism. And if you go to the mountains to practice, then you will fail the woman's heart. ā€

"That's right, Sister Lingyun, these two poems mean this, what do you want to say?"

Han Xue still didn't understand something.

"Don't worry, you listen to me first. I'm talking about this modern poem just now, so let's take a look at this ancient poem. Although in terms of meaning, this ancient poem has the same meaning as modern poetry. However, from the aspect of these words, Xiaoxue, you see, this sentence "I have worried about the loss of affection and Brahmanism" is that the poet has been reflecting on the fact that amorous feelings will damage his own Buddhist attainments, or cannot be explained by attainments, the Sanskrit characters here are Sanskrit, which is Western/Tibetan Buddhism, and Sanskrit refers to a way of life for the disciples of the sect, and it has been shown that the poet has practiced when he wrote this poem......"

"Already practiced?"

Han Xue seemed to understand something, but she couldn't believe it.

On the other hand, Li Lingyun sighed and said, "In other words, Mr. Fanchen may be a monk." (To be continued.) )