Chapter 63: I don't know how to appreciate!
Zhang Fangping sent Su Lu away, only then picked up the sunshade and fiddled with it repeatedly, don't look at this thing, but there is a lot of knowledge, not to mention the rounded and smooth lenses, just the right gray coating, just looking at the cleverly designed frame is enough to see Su Yuan's ingenuity.
In short, the kid bothered.
Zhang Fangping screened a group of his friends and colleagues, and wrote a letter to them, in which he said that "this kid's mind always needs to be on the right path, the only thing that is desirable is to be sincere to people", "I said I don't want him to give it to me, I really can't do anything about him" and so on, and finally praised the use of sunshades, saying that if they need it in the future, he can transfer a pair, but now everyone's eyes are good, so I won't send it for the time being.
Then Zhang Fangping talked about the reconstruction of Du Fu's thatched cottage, saying that the land has been changed, and the construction will start in the spring, after the completion of the project, everyone has a personal field, no one has a literary field, the theme is very clear, that is, to praise Du Fu, you can conceive in advance, and let's go back to participate in the event.
By the way, the rebuilding of Du Fu's thatched cottage was also proposed by me, a talented student Su Lu, I really don't know where he came up with so many ideas, and he could come up with such an idea after going out for a walk.
After Zhang Fangping finished writing the letter, he reread it himself, and realized that he did not emphasize his students, but just stated the facts in a serious manner.
He was satisfied with the letters he wrote to several of his close friends, some of whom included sketches of sunshades.
The next day, these letters were sent to all directions through the post station, and it is believed that they will appear on several of Zhang Fangping's friends in the near future.
How these people will react, no one knows yet, but when it was the New Year, Su Lu went back to Meishan again and followed his third uncle's family for the New Year. His father is in Lizhou, the road is a little far, and he can't come back for the New Year, he can't go over either, but fortunately, his third brother Su Buwei has already arrived there, and his parents have a son by his side.
After entering the officialdom, such a thing is unavoidable. Even if it is a biological father and son, it is easy to separate the two places, several years not to see, mainly because of the inconvenient transportation, once you go out, you may have to spend three or two months on the road, and if you are not careful, half a year will pass, so the more you pursue the officials, the more you will get together with your relatives at home, unless both father and son return to the dynasty to serve and gather in Kaifeng!
That being said, Su Lu was still a little uncomfortable.
Before coming to this era, his parents were gone, and his relatives almost turned against each other, and there was always no New Year's flavor. After coming to the Great Song Dynasty, he had a lot of things, he had a loving mother and a strict father, and with his loving mother, his father couldn't beat him, and his little life was more beautiful.
This is the first time he has not spent the New Year between his parents.
On Chinese New Year's Eve, Su Wei sadly gave his father a poem, saying that he was a thief and homesick, and where there was a father, he was home, and his father did you want his son? I hope that my father and mother will live a long life, and I can make my son angry for another 50 years.
It took several days for the letter to be delivered to Lizhou, and Su Jian returned to work at that time. The first to get the letter was Su Mu, she didn't open the letter, and only opened it after Su Lian came back, there are generally two letters, the thick one is for Su Mu, and the thin one is for Su Lian.
This time, there are more ones for Su Buwei.
Su Lian got his thin letter, and felt that Su Lu, an unfilial son, was really underwhelmed, and he couldn't write a few more words to his father during the New Year?
Especially in the comparison of the letter to his mother and the letter to his brother, it seems that his letter to his family is very perfunctory and insincere.
After scolding the unfilial son in his heart, Su Jian still divided the letter to his wife and third son, and opened it with them.
After reading the poem in the letter with a very immature pen, Su Jian couldn't hold back for a while, and his eyes turned red.
Seeing that his wife and son didn't notice him, Su Jian quietly turned his face away and wiped the corners of his eyes.
The poems written by this kid are nondescript, and it is obvious that he has not learned one-ten-thousandth of the knowledge of Zhang Andao, so he has to criticize and criticize this bastard boy.
On the other side, Su Lu and his entourage spent the New Year in Meishan, but saw that the lotus pond along the road had melted away from the ice and snow, which was in response to the sentence "The little lotus has only shown its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on its head".
Su Lu was going to recite a poem to prove that he had not studied in vain in his nine years of compulsory education, but suddenly remembered that he had overturned several times in front of him.
Su Lu hurriedly took out his very useful golden finger and searched for this song "Xiaochi".
Good guys, it's been walled again.
Another cunning Song poem!
In fact, this is also because Su Lu did not study liberal arts well, in fact, the stock of Song poems in later generations is almost five times that of Tang poems.
This is mainly due to the Song Dynasty's emphasis on literature and light on martial arts, and all localities attached great importance to cultural and educational work, and the number of scholars was very large. Writing an article is too long, writing words is too frivolous, and writing poetry is just right!
Therefore, when encountering banquets, farewells, reunions, bosses promotions, friends derogatory, etc., literati all have to write poems, and it is very normal to write one or two hundred poems a year, and it is also a basic operation to write thousands of poems in a lifetime.
Su Lu didn't know this, so he could only sigh, put away his thoughts about chanting poetry, and followed Su Shi and them to leave Meishan.
A few days after returning to Chengdu Mansion, Su Lu received a belated reply from his father.
His father copied his poems in the letter, and the font was square and powerful, and it looked very beautiful, but there was not a word of human speech.
His father critiqued his poems from head to toe and circled the punctuation marks he used to indicate that his usage was irregular.
It is worth noting that the Song Dynasty also had punctuation, that is, you set one set and I set another, and there was no universal standard. Generally speaking, everyone thinks that they are learning the standard usage, and everyone else is using heresy!
Coincidentally, Su Lu also thinks so.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't buy a Xinhua dictionary here, Su Lu would have opened the appendix of the Xinhua dictionary to his father: Look, this is the standard usage for me, I am not sorry for my Chinese teacher!
It's a pity that it was his own father, and Su Lu couldn't go back at all.
Su Lu continued to pinch his nose and read his father's comments, and took the letter to Zhang Fangping for comment.
Zhang Fangping took the family letter handed by Su Lu and looked at it, and couldn't help but be happy, the number of words on this book was several times more than the content of Su Yuan's original poems, and it was almost incomplete.
From Zhang Fangping's point of view, Su Rong's poem is not very well written, it is not incomprehensible, and it does not rhyme much, it is really bad in terms of level alone, but it is better than the sincerity of love, and reading it can make people empathize.
Zhang Fangping objectively commented on Su Lu.
In the face of similar criticism from Zhang Fangping and his father, Su Lu shook his head and recited poems to Zhang Fangping: "I am 'clear water out of hibiscus, naturally carved'." ”
None of these adults know how to appreciate one or two!
Su Lu decided to go to the little lady of the Zhang family for comfort, and ran away.
Zhang Fangping looked at his back as he ran away and shook his head again and again.
If this kid is willing to carve and carve, coupled with the meaning of the poem, he may not be able to become a masterpiece, but unfortunately he is lazy!