Ding Feng also didn't expect that the woman he met by chance would be the famous Zhao Wenwen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a little embarrassing at this moment, even Ding Feng doesn't know what to say, it can only be regarded as fate.

However, Zhao Wenwen has also seen a lot of big scenes, and she quickly returned to normal, directly ignoring Ding Feng's appearance.

No matter what, she can't afford to mess with herself.

It was Ding Feng, who looked at the high platform with interest, he wanted to see what this real genius poet could say.

However, at this time, Zhao Wenwen, who was sitting on the high platform, suppressed the anxiety in her heart and spoke.

"I am honored to be able to come to Beiyan University and give a lecture to you.

However, I also know that there is a poet of great strength on this campus, and I can call him a senior. ”

Under Zhao Wenwen's words, everyone was stunned, can Zhao Wenwen be called a senior?

How strong is this pen?

Even the principal on the side was stunned, "Can Zhao Wenwen be called a senior, which poet is it?"

Do we still have this number of personnel at Beiyan University? But how could it be, who would it be? ”

When everyone was stunned, Zhao Wenwen took a deep breath, swept over everyone below, and said: "I don't know if that senior is in this hall, but what I want to say is, if you are here, please come up and talk about it, Luzhou Yue senior!" ”

In a word, the auditorium was silent, and it fell into an eerie atmosphere, and the air was somewhat frozen.

Even Ding Feng himself didn't expect that Zhao Wenwen would actually call herself.

"Luzhou Month...... Ding Feng, Zhao Wenwen is calling you. ”

Xue Kai was also stunned, turned his head a little stiffly, looked at Ding Feng, and stabbed his shoulder and said.

And Li Shaofeng looked at Ding Feng with a strange face, he had read the poems written by Ding Feng, he knew that the writing was good, but after all, he had no research on poetry, and he didn't know what it could be.

But now that it is mentioned by Zhao Wenwen, it is full of weirdness.

Ding Feng's face was a little strange, and he didn't know why in Zhao Wenwen's mouth, he actually became a senior, and then he tidied up his clothes and stood up.

Slowly walked up to the high platform.

And Zhao Wenwen saw Ding Feng coming, looked a little flustered, and asked, "What are you doing?" Don't mess around here. ”

Under these two sentences, everyone's faces changed slightly, and even the principal above said, "Which class are you a student in?" Get down to me right now! ”

However, Ding Feng only smiled slightly, and then said, "It's not you...... Let me come up? ”

A sentence, like a thunderous sound, resounded in Zhao Wenwen's ears, and she said in a trembling tone: "You...... You are Luzhou Yue! ”

In this sentence, there was surprise and disbelief, and his face was already extremely red, he was dying!

"Well, that's right, I'm Luzhou Yue."

A word, like a thunderbolt, echoed throughout the auditorium, and more than half of the students now had their eyes shining.

These are his book fans, and Lu Zhouyue's true face has always been a mystery in their minds.

But now, the moment this veil is lifted, they are all excited.

After all, it's like an archaeologist who discovered the tomb of Genghis Khan, an ordinary working-class man, who won the Mark Six lottery of 10 million.

I desperately want to show off to my friends, and then I posted it to Penguin Space and Fan Stickers.

And those who guessed about Luzhouyue's face before, after seeing the real face, they were all surprised, originally thought it would be a pockmarked face and a sausage mouth, but who would have expected that it would be a handsome guy!

Ding Feng didn't care too much about this, after all, the veil of his Luzhou month would be lifted sooner or later, but it was just a matter of time.

That Zhao Wenwen gritted her teeth a little, although she said that it was her fault before, but Ding Feng's ruthlessness made him grit his teeth a little.

I couldn't help but want to see what Ding Feng looked like.

Then he began to say: "Since the predecessors of Luzhou Yue have come up, then I want to hear what the predecessors of Luzhou Yue think about modern poetry." ”

This sentence is extremely difficult, once Ding Feng answers badly, then something will happen.

"This chick, are you going to do something?"

Ding Feng thought slightly, but he didn't care too much.

Then he said: "Modern poetry has its own merits, after all, it is no longer the original Tang Dynasty, and it is not suitable for the development of ancient poetry." Modern poetry is a product of this kind of soil.

But in my opinion, whether it is modern poetry or ancient poetry, there is a common evaluation criterion.

But if there is a standard, then it is not called literature, after all, literature has always been without a standard, but I don't think there is no standard. ”

But Zhao Wenwen's eyes lit up, and then she looked at Ding Feng and said, "Then what standard do you use to evaluate poetry?" Could it be those five realms? ”

Ding Feng pursed his lips disdainfully, he dared to say this, naturally he had his thoughts, and then said: "Five realms, that is just the evaluation of the degree of poetry, and that can't be regarded as a standard, my evaluation is to divide poetry into three realms." ”

"The Three Realms of Poetry and Literature?" Zhao Wenwen had a doubt in her heart, and asked a little puzzled, "Which three realms?" ”

"The three realms of poetry, I divide them into three realms, object, emotion, and meaning."

When he said this, the momentum on Ding Feng's body changed a little, giving people the momentum of an ancient great writer.

And when Ding Feng said these three realms, Zhao Wenwen was a little stunned.

"Things, feelings, meanings? Dare to ask how to distinguish between these three realms? ”

Zhao Wenwen was like a student asking for advice from a teacher at the moment, and asked Ding Feng.

This is the three realms of poetry, which was proposed by the great writer Wang Changling in the previous life, and after the Tang Dynasty, the three realms of poetry have been passed down for hundreds of years.

"Then I will talk about the three realms of this poem in detail.

There are three realms in poetry, one of the physical realms, God in the heart, in the body, in the heart, in the palm of the hand, and then with thought, the situation is clear, so the shape is similar.

Scenario 2, entertainment and grievances, are all in the body, and then think, deep feelings.

The third artistic conception is also open to the mind and the thought is in the heart, and it is true. ”

Ding Feng said slowly, his tone unhurried.

And the people below, some people listened fascinated, and some people didn't understand why.

However, this is not the most important thing, sitting in the last row, an old man with a hat, is full of horror!

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