Being stared at by so many eyes, Lin Feng didn't have the slightest nervousness. Shen frowned and made a contemplative appearance. He was thinking about using that amazing work.

"Bright moon, snow, bamboo. These are used very frequently in the poem. What exactly is it used for? Lin Feng was on the podium, standing quietly on the podium for more than ten seconds.

Seeing this, Zhang Yong's preaching in his heart became more and more important, and he must be educated with great importance.

Suddenly, someone muttered: "It's a waste of everyone's time, don't you just hurry down, just pretend to be deep, and write a review honestly." The tone is very yin and yang.

The voice was not loud, but it was particularly harsh in the silent class.

After Lin Feng heard this, he picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard.

After a while, a row of words appeared neatly on the blackboard, and the words were very vigorous and powerful, and the line of writing was very smooth, which was quite attractive. Lin Feng was showing off.

"Moving the boat to the smoke, the sunset is new.

The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people. ”

After answering the question, Lin Feng gently put the chalk on the lectern. Slowly returned to his seat. After reading what the boy wrote, Zhang Yong was stunned, and then he couldn't wait to read it again and again.

Set against the backdrop of a boat at night. Although the word "sorrow" was revealed, he immediately turned his brushstrokes to the description of the scene. It can be seen that it is very distinctive in terms of materials and performance. The beginning sentence of the poem, "moving the boat to dock Yanzhu", "moving the boat", is the meaning of moving the boat near the shore; "Anchor" means to stay overnight. The boat docked at a hazy island in the middle of the river, and this side is a point.

The first two sentences of the poem are touching the scene, and the last two sentences are lyrical through the scene. In the second sentence "Sunset is new", the "sunset" in the "sunset" is obviously related to the "berth" and "smoke" in the previous sentence, because the ship needs to stay overnight at sunset.

The sky in the distance appears lower than the trees in the distance, and the "low" and "open" are interdependent and reflect each other. The fourth sentence writes that the night has come, the bright moon hanging high in the sky, reflected in the clear river water, and the people in the boat are so close, "near" and "clear" are also interdependent and set off each other. "The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people". This kind of very characteristic scenery can only be appreciated by people in the boat. The second sentence of the poem points out "the guest is sorrowful", these three or four sentences seem to be the poet's sorrow, in this vast and quiet universe, after some searching up and down, finally found that there is a round of lonely moon and he is so close to him at the moment. The lonely melancholy seems to find solace, and the poem comes to an abrupt end.

However, although the words are stopped, the meaning is not exhausted. The poet seems to be alone, facing the scenery of the vast four fields, the river and the moon, the lonely boat, the melancholy of the detention and the longing of his hometown...... I can't help but feel a lot of sorrow and rush to my heart.

"Jiang Qingyue is close to people", this picture allows people to see the clear and calm river water, and the bright moon in the water accompanied by the poet on the boat; But what you can't see on that picture but should be experienced is that the poet's sorrow has flowed into the churning ocean of thought with the river. People have seven feelings, and they should feel things; Feeling things is natural.

It is in this kind of "natural outflow" of the coexistence of scenes, thoughts and contexts, that this little poem shows a kind of artistic beauty that is natural, light and flavorful, and implicit but not revealed. This is a poem that nominally writes about the moon but actually depicts the twilight of the autumn river. first write about the night of the detention trip, and then recount the sorrow of the day and twilight; Then he wrote that the universe is vast and quiet, and the bright moon is closer to people.

One is hidden and one is visible, between the virtual and the real, the two complement each other, and constitute a special artistic conception. Although there is only one word of sorrow in the poem, the sorrow in the poet's heart is vividly written, but the wilderness and the river are clear, and the autumn colors are vivid. The whole poem is light and flavorful, implicit but not revealing; Natural outflow, natural charm, quite distinctive.

It's just that how old this teenager is only a few years old can have such a mind, impossible. It's just that I've never seen such a famous article on the Internet, how can I express the thoughts of detention and travel vividly with the help of the scenery, how is it possible, and the use of it is too skillful, how is it possible, how is it possible?

Zhang Yong's heart is surging at the moment, yes, he is absolutely willing to admit that he can't write it, this is definitely the hand of a famous artist, although this famous artist is a little small.

Everyone had already finished reading what Lin Feng wrote on the blackboard at this moment, although they didn't have Zhang Yong's profound skills to analyze and judge, after all, their accumulation was still far from enough, but they vaguely felt that kind of feeling, which was indescribable. So they were whispering, because it didn't match the usual image of the teenager who wrote these lines.

Lu Cheng blushed even more at the moment, the muttering that was heard by the whole class just now came from his mouth, of course he did it on purpose, he thought that his grades were good, and he looked down on other classmates with poor grades in his heart, always laughing intentionally or unintentionally.

Liu Yue's beautiful eyes widened at this time, she looked extremely surprised, and her heart was full of shock, is this still the silent teenager? Such a strong mind, such a superb description, an amazing artistic conception, and that word, that full of charm.

Lin Feng sat in his seat, nodded at Chen Wen with a surprised expression, and ignored the reactions of others, but fell into his own thoughts, Mr. Meng still has a bright moon to be close to him, but what about himself? Is this bright moon in this world the jade rabbit full of myths and legends in his hometown? I'm so lonely in this world.

Not to mention Lin Feng's sudden change of heart, Zhang Yong came back to his senses, looked at the shock of the whole class, and said, "Everyone first record this poem by Lin Feng, after class, after returning home from school, study and study it well, and give me a feeling tomorrow." With that, he picked up the pen and took the lead in recording it on his lesson plan.

"Ahh Everyone was in an uproar, and they all recovered from the shock. My heart was full of resentment.

"Ahhhh Hurry up and write it down for me, and I'll see who dares not to pay it back. Zhang Yong reprimanded.

Everyone hurriedly shut up and started moving.

After a burst of brushing and writing, everyone looked up at Zhang Yong, including Lin Feng, who was pulled back to reality by Zhang Yong's reprimand just now.

Zhang Yong erased the words written by Lin Feng on the blackboard, turned his head, looked at the students below, and said: "Lin Feng has completed the task perfectly, for this, I will revoke the punishment of Lin Feng, and there is no need to write a thousand-word review." But I hope that Lin Feng can correct his attitude and make good use of the time to complete the final sprint. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Lin Feng doesn't need to write the homework assigned just now. ”

"Ahh There was another uproar.

Zhang Yong ignored it and continued: "Lin Feng has another assignment to complete, and the other two of these three objects are snow and bamboo. Lin Feng, do you have any comments on this? ”

"Report to the teacher, no." Lin Feng stood up and replied.

"Well, good, I hope you can keep up the good work. By the way, there is no limit to the time to hand in the homework. Zhang Yong said again. I'd like to see if your kid really has the material, or if there's another mystery. I hope it's not a blind cat that runs into a dead mouse, forget it, I'd better go back to the Internet and check it. Zhang Yongxin said.

"Hmph, I really thought I was a genius, but the blind cat ran into a dead mouse, look back and see how you get off the stage." Lu Cheng, who was a little depressed with jealousy, couldn't help but muttered again.

After Zhang Yong heard the sermon, he immediately reprimanded: "Individual students, please correct your attitude, don't be quick to speak in vain because of temporary gains." The voice was very stern, and he looked down on this kind of student the most, and he was always yin and yang, and he was not capable.

Lin Feng didn't react, he just thought in his heart, "What about slapping your face with that divine work?" Tangled! ”