Chapter 226: The Old Three Chapter VIII
Subtitle of this chapter: Murong dared to assert that patients who did not like to see Master Yuan's mental journey must not be seriously ill enough.
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As the saying goes: the wind and rain are like obscurity, and the car is roaring. The master will die, give him a poem!
Our Master Yuan is about to die, how can he not chant a desperate poem? Otherwise, he is still some kind of master.
Just imagine, people in the future talk about the figures of the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, and when they say that Li Hongzhang is "the autumn wind sword lonely minister tears, the sunset flag general altar." βγ I don't know his old man's life, and I think he is my Yue Wumu of the Qing Dynasty.
Speaking of Tan Sitong, that is, "I smiled at the sky from the horizontal knife, and went to save the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun." βγ I don't know the life of his old friends, and I think that the reformist bosses are really heroes.
Speaking of Wang Zhaoming, that is, "lead the knife into a fast, live up to the head of the youth." βγ I don't know the ...... of his old man's life Of course, everyone knows that his old man's brain was in the water later, and he became "hating the knife before it becomes a fast, and he will eventually live up to the head of the young man." βγ
Yuan Wuxi boasts that he is also a big man of the same grade as Li Hefei, Tan Liuyang, and Wang Nanhai. Compared with Xiangtan, Cixi, and Huai'an, it is also a little worse in terms of political status.
Doesn't a big man like him write a desperate poem before he dies?
Copying is definitely going to be copied, the question is which one to copy. There are also a lot of good things about desperate poems.
For example, he likes very much, "I will go to Quantai to recruit the old department, and I will kill Yama with a banner of 100,000." βγ
However, he has neither old subordinates, only old friends, naturally no flags, only colored flags, and always has to write, "I go to Quantai to find a good friend, and the colorful flags will never fall." βγ So I had to PASS.
For example, when he was a child, he learned that "it doesn't matter if you cut off your head, as long as your doctrine is true." βγ
In fact, his neoclassical liberalism is very true, and whoever doesn't believe that it is the brainwashed five-haired little pink, who should be dragged out to hang a street lamp, which is called "killing the five-haired dog and liking to be a free man." ββ¦β¦
This is not good, it is too politically incorrect to kill a dog, if in the future the dogs and dogs will come to his grave...... What should I do if I should be jumping in front of the museum? So I had to forget it.
Thinking of this, our Master Yuan felt that something was wrong. He is an old man who is a leader of the New Culture Movement, how can he write a near-body poem, should he write a modern poem?
When I think of modern poetry, there is only that one...... Oops, this is vulgar and vulgar.
There's no way, in order to pretend to be forced, I have to be vulgar, and it's a big deal to compensate the original author in the future.
Speaking of the original author, his son really doesn't give him a long face.
Come on, Master Yuan happily decided that if the original author still has a son in the future. He just has to find a way to save that guy from the evil path of performance art and let him engage in film and television art......
Slowly, the son of the original author is likely to become a director, like the son of the great director Chen Huaihao, who lost his father's face for a steamed bun.
Count the ball, or follow yourself as an economist.
In this way, the son of the original author can join the Strategic Fool Bureau with honor, and make his own contributions to the party and the country together with Deputy Director Zhang Jiadun, Section Chief Cao Changqing and other comrades who have been in the Situation.
After Yuan Yanqian reviewed his mental journey, he couldn't help but be moved by himself.
Copying a poem from someone else is also responsible for the education of the descendants of the family, and he is the only one among the many traversers who has such a high style and bright festival.
Therefore, our feelings for Master Yuan at this time are quite in place.
Everyone looked at his back trembling slightly in the wind and rain, and listened to his affectionate baritone mansheng chanting:
"If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This storm-stricken land,
This eternal river of our grief and indignation,
This wrathful wind that blows endlessly,
and the incomparably gentle dawn from the woods......"
However, the violent cough could not interrupt his passion, and he supported his weak body with his hands, and said in a low voice:
"And then I died,
Even the feathers rot in the ground......"
Yuan Yanqian slowly turned around slowly, and everyone with tears in his eyes saw that he also ended with tears in his eyes:
"Why do I have tears in my eyes?
Because I love this land so much......"
"Poof!"
"The first person of modern poetry" looked up to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of blood, adding a touch of bright red to the wind and rain that rushed into the window!
"Boom!"
"Second Master!"
"Uncle!"
"Mr. Yuan!"
This is exactly what everyone hears here? The cuckoo cries blood, and Yuan wails. Xinxiang flowers are stormy nights, and his father is Ai Qing. (note 1)
Regarding Yuan Yanqian's "I Love This Land" returning to the People's Education Edition of Chinese textbooks, the author raised his hands in favor.
In any case, Mr. Yuan is a very sincere patriot and has also made great contributions to the country.
Although he lived abroad for the rest of his life for political reasons, he did not return to China until his later years. However, he has always been concerned about China's economic construction and education, and has set up several scholarships for Chinese students. The winners of these scholarships have made great achievements, such as Mr. Ai, one of the most popular candidates for the Nobel Prize in Economics in recent years.
The author himself was sponsored by Mr. Yuan to study comparative literature at Harvard University.
This poem is definitely not an expression of his feelings for the United States, as some ignorant people say. If this is the case, with his English writing level, why not write in English but in Chinese?
At that time, many people could prove that Yuan Yanqi mistakenly thought that his limit was approaching, so he asked Mr. Situ Meitang to bring his bones back to China and bury them in his hometown. If he loves the United States more than China, as these people say, why would he do it?
The most important thing is that this poem contains feelings of concern for the country and the people. What was there to worry about in America in 1921?
It can be seen that this is a pure patriotic poem, which expresses the author's extremely strong patriotic feelings, and is a modern poem that young people in our country must learn both in literature and in thought.
The People's Education Texts Group ruled out political reasons and re-selected "I Love This Land" as a junior high school textbook, which shows that China's Chinese language education is getting rid of the rigid thinking of the past.
The author is gratified that Mr. Yuan Yanqian has obtained his due status, and I also feel congratulated that the young people of our country can learn such a masterpiece. β
ββExcerpt from Chen Kage's "Some Opinions on the Revision of the Chinese Textbook of Renjiao"
"The full text is silently written in Yuan Yanqi's "I Love This Land" (10 points)."
Briefly describe the background of the poem's creation and the thoughts and emotions expressed by the author in this poem. (15 points). β
"Write a 500-word essay on the first sentence of the poem, in any genre. (30 minutes). β
ββExcerpt from the 201X Shanghai High School Entrance Examination Chinese Examination Paper
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Note 1: Adapted from Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing": In the meantime, when I heard something, the cuckoo cried blood and the "ape" wailed. Spring river flowers towards the autumn moonlit night, often take wine and pour alone.