Chapter 405 On Poetry

Pu Tong had never expected that he would be so popular in a holy place for learning like Beijing University.

Logically speaking, these young people with ideals and ambitions should not be interested in a singer and scriptwriter...

Pu Tong couldn't refuse their invitation, so he could only follow them to the pavilion. Yu Wanwan and Jiang Xuyu followed silently behind him, feeling that they were just here to make a cameo appearance.

"What are you doing..."

There were seven college students in the pavilion, four boys and three girls. They all looked excited when they saw Pu Tong, which made him feel a little awkward.

When he thought that these people were all the best in the college entrance examination, and some of them were even big guys who were directly recommended, he was a little panicked.

"Let me put it this way." A short-haired girl smiled and said, "Our teacher uses your poems to teach us poetry appreciation classes..."

They often appreciate Pu Tong's poems, so they are naturally full of curiosity about this person. Now they are naturally overjoyed to meet him.

Hiss, Pu Tong almost forgot about this. Although he didn't take out many ancient poems, they were all the best among the best. It seems reasonable that they can be specially taken out for appreciation and research.

They are fans, but not fans of songs or couples, but precious fans of poetry.

"Let me ask first, let me ask first, how did you come up with the line "I climb the west tower alone without saying a word", it's so artistic."

"And the moon under the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of me is the person in my heart, how did you come up with it, I care so much."

"The Messenger", and the Messenger!"

"..."

Seven people surrounded Pu Tong and asked him questions, which made him feel a headache.

How did he come up with it? Who knows, it's not his idea.

Yu Wanwan and Jiang Xuyu, who were standing not far away, looked at this scene and only felt funny.

Beijing University is a literary holy land, and there are countless literary and ancient poetry lovers in it. He came to such a place and it was a problem.

Think about it carefully, this group of people who surrounded him and asked questions are all top students of Beijing University, and Pu Tong is still in high school, which is a bit dramatic.

"What were you discussing just now? You seemed to be discussing it very enthusiastically."

Pu Tong couldn't stand being asked so many questions, so he quickly found an excuse to change the topic. If he was pressed to ask more questions, he would probably jump into the lake and commit suicide on the spot...

"Just now."

The few people came back to their senses from their excitement. It seemed that they were indeed a bit rude.

"We were talking about poetry just now, but no one could convince anyone." The boy with glasses sighed, "It can be regarded as a topic assigned by the teacher."

Pu Tong nodded. It seemed that they were studying Chinese language and literature and were discussing and studying here.

"Oh, then you continue, we won't disturb you."

This group of poetry fans was too enthusiastic. He really couldn't stand it, so he might as well leave early.

"Wait..." the long-haired girl suddenly realized, "We were deadlocked over the issue of poetry just now. Isn't there a master of poetry here?"

The eyes of the other six people lit up when they heard this. Yes, none of them could convince each other, and the topic was deadlocked. Why not let Pu Tong judge it!

What's going on?

He never dreamed that a group of top students from Beijing University would let him participate in the discussion.

Pu Tong suddenly felt that he was a little late. Discussing poetry, he didn't know how to do this.

Discussing poetry is different from writing poetry. He only needs to use the latter directly, but the former requires detailed analysis. The topic discussed by the top students is naturally quite complicated.

If he is asked to participate, won't he just stare blankly?

Sweating profusely, brother.

"Actually, I forgot to turn off the gas at home." Pu Tong paused, "It will be bad!"

"You have been sightseeing for a long time, don't try to run away." The boy laughed and said, "If I let you run away today, it will be difficult to see you in the future."

Even if Pu Tong is admitted to Peking University by then, they will probably graduate. This may be their only chance in this life, and they must not give up.

It's broken, I can't leave.

Pu Tong looked at Yu Wanwan for help, but found that she was standing aside with a smile on her face, and her eyes were even a little expectant.

Jiang Xuyu also stopped to listen. Although she was not good at poetry, she was also a poetry lover, so she was also a little curious about the topic of discussion.

"Well, you guys tell me..."

Pu Tong saw that the situation was deadlocked, so he could only let them talk about it.

Seeing that he agreed, the leading student immediately talked about the topic they were discussing happily.

"The construction and expression of artistic conception is one of the criteria of literature and poetry. In poetry, how to construct artistic conception when describing scenery?"

What kind of abstract question is this?

Pu Tong was dumbfounded after hearing this. The artistic conception of ancient poetry is vague. How to construct artistic conception while describing scenery? Who knows.

"We think that the sense of picture is more important when describing scenery. The stronger the sense of picture, the corresponding picture will appear in the mind, which is very intuitive and vivid, and it is easier to integrate emotions."

Listening to the careful analysis of the three people, Pu Tong nodded immediately, "It makes sense."

It's not that he is perfunctory, what they said really makes sense. For example, the sentence "Flying down three thousand feet" has a strong sense of picture. With a strong sense of picture, there is artistic conception.

"But we think that expressiveness is more important. Some pictures don't need to be too clear. As long as the most expressive word or phrase is polished, it can have a good effect."

"Well, it makes sense."

Pu Tong nodded again. Ancient poems emphasize "refining words". For example, the word "green" in "Spring breeze makes the south bank of the river green again" is not described accurately, but it is very expressive.

How come both of them make sense?

The seven people looked at each other. This guy would not want to be a peacemaker. That's not okay. As someone who has written so many poems, he should give some constructive suggestions.

Yu Wanwan leaned over and smiled secretly. Why does this guy want to smooth things over at this time? Really.

"How can the sense of picture have artistic conception? The sense of picture in photos is so clear. Is there artistic conception in ink painting?"

"Strong sense of picture has artistic conception. What is expressiveness? Expressiveness also serves the sense of picture."

The two groups of people couldn't agree and started a heated discussion again. No one was convinced by the main point. This was almost the situation they saw when they first came.

They quarreled for a few words, and then all looked at Pu Tong, "Pu Tong, you come and judge, which of us is more reasonable?"

What the hell, who am I?

Pu Tong looked at their expectant eyes, and felt overwhelmed. He is only in high school now, and he has not studied ancient poems in depth.

"Well, how about I give you an example to explain it, giving an example is more intuitive." He scratched his head and could only say a few words casually, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

The seven people nodded when they heard it, and they didn't know what Pu Tong could say.

"There used to be a private school with only two scholars. One day when he was giving a lecture, it snowed heavily outside the window, so the teacher asked a question on the spot, what does the falling snow look like?"

What does the falling snow look like? A simple question, in fact, is to ask students to describe this scene, that is, to describe the scenery.

Pu Tong said slowly, "The first scholar answered, it's similar to scattering salt in the air."

"Great!"

The boy with glasses laughed and said, "Sprinkling salt in the air is so vivid, it's true that the visual sense is more important!"

"Nonsense, the word scatter is vivid and vivid, it completely depicts the chaotic appearance of the heavy snow, this is more expressive!"

Seeing that the two groups of people were about to argue again, Pu Tong immediately continued to talk.

"The teacher smiled but said nothing, and gestured for another scholar to answer."

The quarreling people immediately calmed down and wanted to hear the answer of the second student.

The teacher smiled but said nothing, which means he was not satisfied. Isn't it good enough to scatter salt in the air? He was not satisfied.

They wanted to hear what the second scholar said.

"The second scholar looked out the window and said, it's not as good as the willow catkins flying in the wind."

The willow catkins flying in the wind vividly describes the light posture and flying charm of snowflakes, and also gives people a warm feeling that spring is coming.

Comparing snowflakes to catkins not only has similar colors, but also has common features in shape and dynamics.

Compared with using salt to describe snow, the fluttering of catkins in the air more accurately expresses the posture of snowflakes falling, and is more beautiful.

Several people were stunned when they heard this, and they felt that the sentence "It's not like catkins rising in the wind" was a little too beautiful, as if a heavy snowfall was happening right in front of them.

Whether it is the sense of picture or the expression, it actually focuses on the beauty of poetry.