"Yulin Bell is the name of the word brand."

Ling Chuyang stood up and looked at the left front of the classroom.

As soon as I started, I saw the Chinese teacher's smile and paused, and looked at the little girls.

Did he say something wrong, or was Mr. Ding going to change his mind again?

Ling Chuyang pondered, didn't make a sound, looked down at the book, he was obviously reading according to the book, could he be wrong?

Otherwise, say no, sit down and forget it.

It's just that his twenty-five minutes of preparation have been wasted.

Ling Chuyang raised his eyebrows, glanced at the Chinese teacher twice, and saw the teacher's familiar smile and encouraging eyes.

Well? Thinking too much about yourself?

Let's talk about it briefly.

"Yulin Bell, Tang Jiaofang song, later used as a word brand name, also written as Yulin Bell." Ling Chuyang leaned against the wall, picked up the book, read it, glanced at the Chinese teacher while reading, and finished speaking, can he sit down?

Teacher Ding's students are too difficult to be! Always look at the mood of the teacher.

Well? It's over? Ding Kailing looked in the direction of the back door of the classroom.

Ling Chuyang! You read from the book, and there is nothing to add! How did you prepare?

Well? He Shiling turned the hand of the pen, paused, turned around, and looked at the back door of the classroom.

Ling Chuyang, you are too perfunctory! Are you kidding Mr. Ding?

Well? Was she encouraging him?

Seeing the smile on He Shiling's face, Ling Chuyang raised his hand to remove the long bangs that covered his eyes, and he didn't notice that a heavy dark circle had been revealed.

Such a simple question, he naturally knew it. Ling Chuyang glanced at He Shiling deeply, don't worry.

He Shiling laughed, her face was bright, don't look over, and looked out the window.

What's going on with the green shadows in that circle? What a lovely national treasure!

Ling Chuyang cleared his throat, glanced at the notes next to the textbook, and read:

"Yulin Ling, Tang Jiaofang song, later used as the name of the word plate, also written as Yulin Ling, see "Movement Collection", for double slow tune. According to legend, when Tang Xuanzong entered Shu, he heard the bell in the rain and remembered Yang Guifei, so he composed this song, so this song has a sad component. ”

"Well, that's good." Ding Kailing smiled, "What's more?" ”

Well? And also?

Everyone turned their heads to look at Ling Chuyang.

Are you going to start gossiping and telling stories? This is good, they like to listen to gossip and tell stories the most!

Tang Ji pushed Ling Chuyang, glanced at the circle of green shadows in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you sleep early last night?" ”

You have to take care of it. Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji, I am willing.

Raised his hand and put down the long bangs neatly again, and forgot to look in the mirror when I got up in the morning!

Picked up the small book next to the book, spread it out on the stack of books in front of him, glanced at it a few times, cleared his throat, and continued:

It is said that Liu Yong called himself "ordered to fill in the words of Liu Sanchang", perennial mixed in the music workshop, and worked closely with the artists, so he was able to change the old sound into a new sound, and later, on the basis of the small order of the Tang Dynasty, created a large number of slow words, so that the Song Dynasty began a new stage of development. ”

The crowd, looking at each other twice, was silent, turned their heads one after another, and turned the pages of the book again and again.

"No need to flip it. Not in these textbooks. Ding Kailing said with a smile, looked around the classroom, looked at Ling Chuyang, and the preview was okay. I'm not going to clean you up today.

He Shiling turned his head and looked in the direction of the back door, not bad!

Don't worry, Ling Chuyang glanced at He Shiling deeply, starting today, I won't give you any more slippers.

"The article I want to learn today is a reproduction of the old song of the Tang Dynasty, in the history of words, when it comes to the earliest work of the two-tone slow word "Yulin Ling", this article should be pushed, one hundred and three words, the tone of the words is sad and sad, and it is written euphemistically and poignantly."

Ling Chuyang stopped, looked at Ding Kailing, and after getting a nod, sat down.

Leaning against the wall, he held the textbook in both hands and looked towards the left front of the classroom, where the man had turned and looked out the window.

Casually glancing out the window, the sky, dark and dreary, overcast even more, it seemed to be raining.

Zheng Yifan glanced at Ling Chuyang thoughtfully, lightly tapped Fang Di's desktop, and suddenly found that the sketchbook in front of Fang Di was gone, and what was spread out in front of him was a Chinese textbook that was exactly the same as him!

Class 5, what an evil spirit!

Didn't Yi Lingfei say that the kid's language is 60 points all year round!

Well? Fang Di turned his head to look at Zheng Yifan and smiled.

Surprised? She was more surprised than he was!

Ling Chuyang's language waste material actually knows more than her!

Xiao Yangyang, yes.

Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang and took the small notebook in front of Ling Chuyang.

You! Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji up and down, and reached out to grab it, this is mine!

Know. Tang Ji pressed his hands and pressed the small book, "Look at it twice and it won't be s." ”

Let's go! Ling Chuyang retracted his hand and leaned against the wall.

"Okay, good prep." Ding Kailing looked around the classroom with a smile and repeated two sentences, "Do you hear and remember clearly?" ”

"Listen-clear-clear-of-the-." The crowd chimed in.

"Okay, Tang Ji answers the second question, the background of the writing of this word."

"Yes." Tang Ji stood up in response, and quickly glanced at the small book in front of him, "Liu Yong disobeyed Renzong because of his lyrics, lingered in the square music, and wrote the lyrics for the singer and musician, this word is Liu Yong's farewell to a lover when he went south from Bianjing. ”

"Well, yes, sit." Ding Kailing raised her hand slightly, motioned for Tang Ji to sit down, and looked at Xu Renming, "It's your turn." ”

Unbelievable, these two juniors not only played at a super level today, but also knew how to help each other.

No wonder, it was about to attract her attention just now!

Ding Kailing glanced at Zheng Yifan, who was sitting precariously, no matter what, student, it's better to be in your own class!

"Okay." Xu Renming answered, pushed the little black glasses on the bridge of his nose and stood up.

Well, who tickled him behind again.

I turned my head sideways and saw Tang Ji's hand stretched out from under the table, holding a small notebook in his hand, shaking from side to side like a flag.

Cut. Xu Renming snorted and looked back, it's not uncommon!

I made a fool of him just now, and now I'm going to make up for it, it's too late!

What's more, Tang Ji's Chinese grades are not as good as his, and he has already prepared very well.

Xu Renming looked at Ding Kailing and replied with a blank look:

"This poem is written as a scene where a pair of lovers are inseparable when they are on a trip, different from the yin and yang separation between Yang Guifei and Tang Xuanzong, Liu Yong writes about a parting between the heavens and the sky."

"Hmm." Ding Kailing nodded, glanced at Tang Ji, and walked slowly past Wang Xiaoxiao and walked towards the back of the classroom.

Xu Renming turned around and smiled at Tang Ji, then turned his head again, well, what about the Chinese teacher?

When I found the Chinese teacher, I found that she had walked to Su Lei's side and secretly patted her chest.

Fortunately, I didn't pick up Tang Ji's little book, otherwise I would have been caught.

Xu Renming paused for a moment and continued:

This poem is divided into two parts, the upper part writes the scene and parting, writes the nostalgia of nostalgia, and expresses the bleak mood of parting in autumn. The next film is written about the poet's imagination of the sad situation after parting. This word blends the scenes, expressing the true feelings of parting between lovers in a lingering and sympathetic, poignant and moving way. ”

Well? No, it is not charged.

He was so ignorant of his previous suspicions, he was actually disgusted by Lao Xu!

Tang Ji withdrew his hand and pushed the small notebook in front of Ling Chuyang.

Give it back to you, Lao Xu, I've had an epiphany, and I'm pretty good!

"Yes, yes." Ding Kailing smiled, "Answer the last question." ”

Why is this sound so close?

Tang Ji tilted his head slightly, saw the Chinese teacher standing behind Du Xiaofeng's left, looked at him with a smile, and hurriedly turned around.

What are you doing with him? Now it is Xu Renming who answers the question, not him.

Could it be that the episode is not over yet? He'll have to be picked up in a moment?

He took the small notebook in front of Ling Chuyang, thought about it, put it back again, pressed the textbook with both hands, and carefully studied the notes under the class word by word.

"Hmm." Xu Renming responded and continued:

"The most quoted in the article is 'amorous parting since ancient times, and it can be even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival.'" Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. Among them, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon are famous sentences recited in ancient and modern times. ”

"Good. Have a seat. Ding Kailing smiled and lightly nodded at Tang Ji's table, "The question is over, next, let's talk about something relaxed and gossip." ”

"Oh, yes." "Uh-huh." The classroom immediately boiled, echoing one after another.

Gossip? Zheng Yifan turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall.

Is this class only fifteen minutes long? How did he feel like two hours long!

"I heard that after the self-study last night, it was very lively."

Ding Kailing glanced at Tang Ji, looked around the classroom, saw the students in the classroom, and instantly turned their heads to look at her, and then, some of them turned their heads to look at the front left of the classroom, and after a while, they looked at the front right.

Last night's gossip?

Zheng Yifan was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at the beautiful teacher.

It's so capricious!

Missing class again?

Teacher, you are so gossipy, does Cao Xiao know?

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