The material is excellent, and the old hunter can still tell it.

Although he couldn't recognize any of the words on it.

I'm even more curious about what these two people are, characters like fairy couples, and really, they don't bring any money.

There is also that female baby, who actually buried the wild goose he caught and buried it by the Fenshui, which made him very inexplicable.

People who are not at the same level are like them, and they usually only fantasize about what the emperor's golden flat burden looks like.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to cross paths in the future.

"Let's go, birth, old age, sickness and death, flowers blooming and falling, all are fixed numbers. After dealing with it, Wang Chuan comforted her. "This world is the law of the jungle, and there will be more powerful beings than the human race in the future, and it will be very happy to be able to get mercy. The reality is so cruel......"

The figures of the two drifted apart, and finally disappeared.

The old hunter brought the furs he had hunted into the city in the afternoon to sell, and his companion reminded him when he saw the brocade white corner in his arms, and then he realized that he was still carrying it with him.

It's not very far from the academy, so after parting with them, I'll try my luck.

"Afterlife......

The sun is warm and the breeze is slow.

The student who was stopped looked left and right and said. "Are you looking for me, what's the matter?"

They are scholars in the Wei Kingdom, and they are still polite and elegant.

And the old Orion can't help but feel a little weak in the face of these heavenly pride.

The matter has come to this point, and I mustered up the courage to say. "Hou Sheng, can you help me see what is written on this, I heard that it can be sold for money. ”

He took the cloth out carefully.

How could anyone write something on it?

The reader glanced at it and was not optimistic.

If you are a calligrapher, you have to burn paper not only to burn money, but also to practice a skill.

How come such a character has not been put to paper?

In this world, not even a cat or a dog can write a picture to sell.

With a look of contempt, this was casually unfolded.

But in the next second, the gradual expression suddenly froze slowly, solidified, and froze.

"This ......" The reader's hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't help himself. "This poem is so good, but I have never done it before, it should not be written by the previous people, it is a new work. Who wrote this?" asked the old hunter in his last question, scratching him by the shoulder.

"This ...... I don't know, the man said his poems were worth a thousand dollars. The old hunter looked excited, as if something was wrong, and hurriedly said. "I'll just say something is wrong. ”

"A daughter, not a daughter?" the reader was startled, and then strode towards the academy.

Let the old hunter shout behind him, and he didn't hear it.

"Lost, lost......" The old hunter was a little frustrated, and waited outside the door with a glimmer of hope.

"Mountain Chief! Mountain Chief......

The reader rushed in, and was shocked that a middle-aged man who was annotating inside folded his pen.

He looked at the student helplessly. "Noise, noise, how is it always like this......"

"Chief, look at this ......" the student opened it in front of him and showed him.

"What is this?" the middle-aged man Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his general demeanor, and looked at it.

Gradually, his eyes widened and he ejaculated.

There was unprecedented excitement and anger on his face.

"You wrote this?" the middle-aged man asked, looking over his eyes.

"No, the disciple can't write this famous story for the ages. The reader sighed.

"Oh, I have such a capable person in Qingzhou, I don't even know this person. The middle-aged man sighed and couldn't put it down.

This couldn't help but attract other teachings to watch, and another exclamation and inhalation sounded.

"And who wrote this?" asked the mountain chief.

Others were curious, and the number of onlookers grew, craned their necks or wondered what was going on.

"It's an old man, he said that someone else gave it to him. The student was so excited that he forgot about it, and hurriedly rushed back.

A group of people followed, and the procession was huge.

"I see, I bought it with this poem. The mountain chief repeated this sentence, and then walked out slowly and leisurely, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face. "If only I could meet this person. ”

I really admire this talent.

A large group of students had already gone out, surrounded the person concerned, and gradually asked questions in a few words.

The ins and outs of the story turned out to be like this, and the young man touched the scene and wrote this eternal sound.

"Talent is not like pregnancy, it will only show up over time, it's not like that. The chief of the mountain taught them. "This person has made you ashamed of himself, it must be a state of accumulation, so I usually read more, don't be lazy and cheating. ”

Before the students could begin to feel ashamed, the old hunter interrupted. "Can this be sold for money? Otherwise, I will take it home and wipe the table, and there will be one side that can be used." ”

"You're going to wipe the table!" exclaimed the mountain chief, whose elongated voice was distorted and sharp.

"Uncle, don't burn the qin and cook the crane, I'll buy it for a hundred taels!"

"I'll give two hundred!"

"I'm four hundred!"

"I'm a thousand!"

“......”

These students immediately raised the price, scaring the parties so much that they were afraid that they would soon disperse.

Is this cloth really so valuable?

I regret that I didn't keep it well, and I was wet with sweat when I put it in my arms.

And the young man, what he said turned out to be true, what kind of person is this?

I didn't know that there were some calligraphy and paintings that were hard to find, but the one written by the young man at random had such an effect.

In the end, it was the mountain chief who decided to treasure this original site as the treasure of the academy and pass it on from generation to generation.

The academy took out a hundred taels.

The old hunter was genuinely afraid.

"And where is the goose hill?" asked him again.

"What Yanqiu?" the old hunter was confused, could it be the young man's name?

"It's Fenshui, where did that man bury the wild goose?" asked the mountain chief.

The old hunter hurriedly said that he would take him over, and he was about to go home.

"It's been a long time since I took you on a spring outing. "The mountain chief is a little nostalgic.

Today, I was aroused by this poem, which is worthy of being a masterpiece for the ages.

It would be a pity that I might never see that pair of white jade people again.

The journey was full of euphoria, and the students discussed with each other.

In the end, some disciples asked the mountain chief to talk about this poem, and the other students also listened with their ears pricked up.

"This talent is unparalleled in the world, this kind of poetry has not been encountered in a hundred years, but don't forget that there are literary songs in this mortal world, and there is divine help in composing poetry!" sighed the mountain chief. "Poetry must be the work of God. ”

This former scholar of Hanlin and a scholar of the imperial court could not help but admire him sincerely.

"What the mountain chief said is Wang Chuan, but everyone knows that this Jin prince and the Jin army are being chased by us in the Wei Kingdom. Some students were not convinced and said.

"Yes, the old man also said that it is a newlywed. The other student said. "But this prince of Jin has not yet married a wife. ”

It's actually a bit abnormal to have a wife at this age.

The students were again speculating about who would be able to write such poems.

After a while, I finally listened carefully to the mountain chief's appreciation.

This is a new work, and the depth of the lyricist's pen is admirable, and perhaps none of us will ever encounter a masterpiece of our own in our lifetime. But some people, just with this work, a single article can overwhelm the world's talents. "In such the same era, under the same sky, there are such characters, which is delightful and sad.

Maybe they won't be able to make masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages in their lifetime, but there will be others who will make them, which are as magnificent as treasures and dazzling through the ages.

Leave precious cultural wealth to future generations.

will be jealous, bitter and unwilling, but that person is not himself.

The first seven sentences use my view of things, looking at the huge time and space to highlight their deep feelings of long-term stay, sharing weal and woe, and relying on each other; The first three sentences render the cold and lonely environment in which Yanqiu is located; and the narrative is the misery of the soul of the goose and the soul of the goose; and then it is concluded that dying for love will be immortal; the last four sentences point out the intention of building Yanqiu. The mountain chief began to explain earnestly. "That's all, when we read this work, we were immersed in it, as if it were happening right in front of our eyes. ”

This word is enough to resonate through the ages, and the abrupt question at the beginning of the sentence is like a thunderbolt, breaking through the sky, like lava boiling, rushing out. The mountain chief exclaimed. "The wild goose's life and death deeply shocked the author, and he turned his shock, sympathy, and emotion into a powerful interrogation, asking himself, the world, and the sky, what is the feeling?"

"Where love goes, life can die, death can be resurrected, life can not die, death can not live, all are not love. ”

"What is it that is so extreme that it wants to live and die?"

The beginning of the word uses a question, sudden, and the first voice is snatching, like a horse bending a bow, which accumulates enough gestures for the following description of the martyrdom of the wild goose, and also sublimates the inner meaning of the martyrdom of the wild goose. ”

The next sentence is writing about the touching life scene of the goose. In autumn, geese go south to overwinter and return to the north in spring. It has the ideal color of flying like wings and falling in love with couples in the world. Writing from space, ink from time, and using a high degree of artistic generalization, he writes the dependence of the wild geese for their fate and makes the necessary paving for the martyrdom below. ”

The last few sentences say that the wild geese have lived together for a long time, which is not only the joy of reunion, but also the sorrow of parting, and has formed an inseparable affection in ordinary life. For a long time, the couple has long been heart-to-heart, infatuated and loving, and unswerving. It also contains the sorrow and sympathy of the lyricist, and also reminds people of the fact that there are many infatuated men and women who truly love each other in the world. Maybe the lyricist is empathetic and can understand that sincere feeling. ”

Then he describes the nuanced description of the psychological activities of the wild goose before his martyrdom. When the snares shattered the amphibious dream, the author believes that the lonely goose will inevitably carry out the contradictory struggle between life and death, martyrdom and stealing life. However, this process of hesitation and choice did not affect the sincerity of Dayan's martyrdom. On the contrary, it is more enough to show that martyrdom with death is a rational choice made by Dayan after deep thinking, thus revealing the real reason for martyrdom: the inseparable couple has passed away, he is lonely, the future is bleak, and he has lost the love of his life, even if Xun lives, what is the point? So he made up his mind...... These four sentences reveal the trajectory of the wild goose's psychological activities and explain the deep reasons for the martyrdom. ”