If you ask students what is the most troublesome thing? Endorsement must be ranked in the top three, for students in ordinary schools, they need to memorize ancient poems, ancient texts, foreign language words, etc. from an early age, but the students of Fuyang College do not have the pressure of foreign language scores, but can be replaced by ancient texts that are many times more difficult than foreign languages -- there are too many.

The first thing that is placed in front of you is the four books and five classics of Confucianism, "The Mean", "The University", "The Analects", "Mencius", "Poems", "Books", "Rites", "Yi", and "Spring and Autumn", and the nine books require you to memorize the whole text and understand the meaning......

The Spring and Autumn Period is divided into three biography: "Zuo Biography", "Ram Biography", and "Gu Liang Biography", and there are also three kinds of rites: "The Book of Rites", "Zhou Li", and "Rites", which should be a total of thirteen classics. Meng Lin wrenched her fingers and counted the wind.

"Oh my God, nine copies are enough! I had a hard time memorizing "The Polemics of Cao Di", and now I have to memorize the entire "Zuo Chuan" and let people not live? If you want me to say, it is not a book of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and it should not be required to be memorized. Yufeng grumbled.

"Is "Zuo Chuan" good in the Spring and Autumn Period? Don't think about these useless things, I'll test you "Zheng Boke Duan Yuyan" in a while. ”

"Good...... ......."

In addition to the ancient texts, it is necessary to recite the poems and songs of the past dynasties, such as "Pipa Xing", "Red Cliff Fu", "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell" is really not the highest difficulty, here you have to memorize the whole poem of "Lisao" at every turn, the whole text of "Book of Songs", and the wind is always on the verge of collapse.

"It's only when I endorse that I want to be able to go out to war......"

"Is endorsement really more painful than fighting?"

"Xiaoxue, don't pay attention to him, just memorize a book, it's not presentable, hum!"

"Am I not kidding?"

"It's not funny at all. "Monlin didn't look like she was pretending to be angry.

"I carry it, I carry it. Yufeng thought to himself, beautiful girls just like to be angry, it seems that this is an instinct of theirs?

"By the way, what's Yuzhan's boyfriend's name?" Xiaoxue put down the book.

"That boy, it's called ......" Meng Lin couldn't remember for a while.

"I knew it was Jiande. ”

"Yes, yes, Situ Jiande. ”

Didn't they illustrate their own pictures in the book? Xiaoxue said to do it, and began to turn out the pen and paper.

"I'm so moved, it's better to be Xiaoxue. ”

"You can't accommodate him like this, it's wrong to be afraid of difficulties, and it's irresponsible. ”

"Don't you think it's fun to illustrate poems like the rain and the others?"

"But the exam is coming, how can I have time to draw illustrations one by one?"

Xiaoxue ran to Menglin's side and bit her ear, but she didn't know what to say.

"Well, that makes sense, let's study the illustrations together. "Meng Lin changed really fast.

Yufeng is a super rookie in painting, but he is still more creative and has a rich imagination.

The first paragraph is "Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color." As the main author of this first illustration, Meng Lin depicts a picture of a girl in front of a palace, the girl is light, as if she just wanted to enter the palace gate when she heard the call of the saint behind her, she looked back, smiled shallowly, and her bright eyes contained ten thousand styles.

"It's so well drawn! It's as if you really saw the scene. ”

"Of course. ”

"What's the second illustration?"

"The spring breeze peach and plum blossoms bloom, and the autumn rain when the sycamore leaves fall. There are many autumn grasses in the South Garden of Xigong, and the fallen leaves are full of red and do not sweep. ”

Xiaoxue has already created half of the creation at this time, this is a pure picture of the picture, but the scene is full of affection, the four lines of poetry have no love words but every sentence is affectionate, whether it is the spring breeze or the autumn rain, Emperor Tang Ming has no intention of sweeping the stairs and falling red, losing love, and everything in life has lost its color.

Xiaoxue's paintings are divided into two parts, a spring scene, an autumn scene, the peach and plum blossoms bloom lonely, the sycamore leaves fall sadly, Xiaoxue from the distance arrangement of the scene, the depiction of flowers and leaves and the treatment of shades to draw the artistic conception, the sadness, loneliness, helplessness of Xuanzong into the picture, people who see it will not help but feel sad from it.

"Did you apply any psychic spells on the screen? It feels so real. Meng Lin touched the picture and savored the meaning.

"I just draw with the feeling. ”

In fact, Xiaoxue's previous life was not lonely and helpless?

Yu Feng also felt the sadness in Xiao Xue's paintings, knowing that the imprint in her heart was difficult to erase, he gently hugged Xiao Xue, and Xiao Xue snuggled in his arms like a kitten.

"You two don't want to recreate the scene. ”

Next, the three of them worked together to create "The Night Palace Fireflies Quietly, the Lone Lamp Picks Up the Sleepless", a word to say how much missing! And it is even more difficult to reflect the artistic conception of the painting, and finally Xiaoxue chose the moment when the wick is extinguished to focus on the painting, the flame is already so small that it is difficult to identify, a wisp of green smoke that seems to be there and nothing floats up, and soon disperses, such an artistic conception, perhaps only Xiaoxue's brush can depict it.

Meng Lin is a little lost, Xiaoxue's painting is really good in shape, meaning, and context, not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also has a gentle temperament, never gets angry with others, compared with her, it always seems that she is a little worse.

"Yurong is lonely and tears are dry, and pear blossoms bring rain in spring. This last illustration must be drawn well, Meng Lin meditated, depicting a woman sitting alone in the garden, her eyes are like a pool of autumn water, the water is overflowing, two lines of clear tears hang on the white and red face, the tears have dried and the tears are still there, the so-called "pear blossoms with rain", it is really a wonderful metaphor!

Meng Lin portrayed the concubine at this time vividly, if there is such a woman in reality, I believe that whether Emperor Tang Ming sees it or other men see it, I believe they will fall in love with her.

"On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Hall of Eternal Life, in the middle of the night, no one whispered. In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever. Yufeng smoothly memorized the entire "Long Hate Song".

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"Pass!" the teacher simply announced.

There is a special requirement for reciting poems in Fu Yang, not rote memorization, if the teacher finds that the student is reciting like a machine, without the slightest experience of the emotion and artistic conception, it can be directly judged as unqualified.

"It's not so painful to memorize poems, it's a wonderful way to memorize while drawing. ”

"This time it was a draw that you would, and next time it may not be so smooth. Meng Lin reminded.

"So I'm going to keep working hard in the future. Xiaoxue picked up the paintbrush again, "In the future, we can publish a book of "Texts and Paintings". ”

"It's definitely a good book and it's going to be sold out. ”

"No, just for ourselves. ”

......

"Xiaoxue ......" Meng Lin got into Xiaoxue's bed and called her in a low voice.

"Huh?"

"Isn't it unlikable if I'm not gentle and considerate like me?"

"No, Yufeng likes Meng Lin the most. Xiaoxue comforted her first, "However, it is really better to encourage him more and believe in him." ”

"Then, if Yumi and I compare it, will there be a big difference?"

"I'm going to sleep, leave that to you. Xiaoxue got into Menglin's arms, she likes to be held the most.