Li family.

When Li Fan introduced Xiaoxiao to his home, Li's father and mother were a little restrained and had no idea what to talk to young women in the cultural circle.

It seems that it is not suitable to talk about food, food, oil and salt? It is said that it is not suitable to have children.

The only thing to talk about is jelly.

"This child is so cute." Xiaoxiao said in her arms.

Dad Li teased his daughter, "Jelly, call her aunt."

Li's mother glared at him and said, "What's the name Auntie? Sister!"

Dad Li flashed his eyes, yes, he said the wrong thing.

"Li Fan, can I visit your study?"

"Whatever you want, your own home."

After saying that, Xiaoxiao walked into Li Fan's study.

Li Mom pulled Li Fan and whispered: "Will your teacher come later?"

"Yes, Teacher Xiaoling will come here later."

Li Fan originally called Gu Yating and Zhang Mengmeng, but one of them left the province with the delegation from the Affiliated High School of Normal University, and the other went to his grandmother's house in the countryside, so he couldn't come tonight.

Li's mother continued: "Oh, you go downstairs to buy a new bedding. I don't know what styles do girls in their 20s like now."

Li Fan went downstairs to buy bedding, and Xiaoxiao walked around Li Fan's study. She was curious where Li Fan's huge reading volume came from.

This study is a bit empty, with a desk and two upholstered bookshelves. One of the upholstered bookshelfs is empty, and the other upholstered bookshelf has half of all kinds of books.

There was a notebook and a pen on the desk.

Xiaoxiao spread the book curiously, and the first page was a poem - "Jinse".

There is nothing to say about this poem, and everyone knows it. Li Shangyin's representative work. However, the font is so beautiful.

The brushwork is erratic and fast, the handwriting is thin and vigorous, the sky bones are beautiful, and the elegant and interesting are as if the iron is crooked and broken gold is broken, and the brushwork is extremely deep.

This is a lean gold body.

Xiaoxiao didn't expect that Li Fan was very specialized in calligraphy. She quietly admired it for a while and was about to turn the page, but she still couldn't help but nostalgic on this page.

After a while, I turned it over again, and the poem "Jinse" was still the one, but the font was changed again.

This article is full of dragons and snakes, with a strong momentum and unrestrained style. It is a article about cursive script. This cursive script has the figure of Huang Tingjian and the style of Lin Sanzhi, but it has a "self" charm. The brushwork is not as strong as the thin gold body of the previous page, but it is also of superior quality.

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It turns out that this book was used by Li Fan to practice calligraphy. One poem "Jinse" has four or five fonts, and other hand-copied ancient poems are probably the same.

Xiaoxiao nodded, closed the book gently, walked to the bookshelf, and flipped through it casually. It was almost all brand new books. It was obvious that she had just bought a large number of books and had not had time to read them.

There was a computer on the desk, and no reading notes were found.

This study is clean and neat, and you can't find any clues about Li Fan's literature.

Xiaoxiao was disappointed, different from what she imagined. At least she should have reading notes, or some old books should have some notes.

She picked up a collection of poems that had just been launched, which was the work of a female poet who was as famous as herself. She flipped it out casually, but she didn't like it very much. At this time, Li Fan pushed the door and went home.

She walked into the living room and saw Li Fan holding a quilt in her hand. She said embarrassedly: "Don't tell me that you've prepared this for us specifically, we'll be sorry!"

Li Fan snapped his fingers, "Bingo! Don't be sad. He originally thought about buying a quilt. He had to buy it in a few days if he didn't buy it today. He moved to a new house and threw away the old quilt. Oh, read the poem, she wrote far less well than you."

Xiaoxiao was funny, this kid was complimenting! She said, "The sales volume is much better than mine!"

"A good market means good quality? Schopenhauer's own expense of publishing the great philosophical masterpiece "The World as Will and Representation" was sold in one and a half years of publication, and only after his death was the reputation. If it hadn't been inherited by a huge legacy, this rich second generation would probably have no time to write this great work."

When Li Fan said this, he heard the male and female duets of the wolf crying and howling upstairs. This was embarrassing. After all, there was a guest there, and he said angrily: "You are fucking screaming, sister Xiao, don't mind, this time is short, up to 3 minutes."

Old Li kicked and stared at him, "Don't talk nonsense! Unpack the packaging and see if the quilt is of good quality."

"This is my real sister, it's okay." Li Fan said and started unpacking and continued the topic just now, "I mean, your works are much better than Mu Zi's. I think the poet is divided into third-rate, and she is the third-rate."

"Which third class?"

"A third-rate poet is full of rhetoric, second-rate poet is seeking artistic conception, and first-rate poet is following the original heart. Her rhetoric is more gorgeous and looks very cultural. In fact, the content is empty, but this is indeed popular in the market!"

"Then which top-notch am I?" Xiaoxiao dug a hole for Li Fan.

"This..." Li Fan put the quilt aside and successfully crossed this deep pit. "You are infinitely flowing, because I read your poems in chronological order, and the more you write, the more exciting it is, and always gives people unlimited expectations, just as the literary critic Zheng Yuan said: 'Read Xiaoxiao's poems, you are always looking forward to her next poem, reading the poems of other female poets, you think this is all of them.'"

Xiaoxiao smiled and thought about it in her heart. According to Li Fan's definition, should she be considered a 1.5th stream?

She opened the collection of poems, looked through them, and saw a poem that was well written. She said, "The antique five-character quatrain written by Muzi is OK."

Li Fan interrupted: "The only outstanding thing in this poem is the line that is shallow in spring and deep in grass and wood. If you pick it up alone, this is very charming and the only highlight of this poem."

"Yes, I think this way, too," Xiaoxiao was stunned after saying that, then put the book back on the bookshelf, and opened a brand new book, which was "Sunset" by Feng Tian, ​​a famous Chinese writer. She tentatively said: "Who is your favorite character in "Sunset"?"

Li Fan walked into the study, handed Xiaoxiao a cup of tea, and said, "That Widow Yang."

"Why is this character who only reveals his face once in the whole book?"

"Because of her words, 'Why is it reasonable and legal for a man to have three wives and four concubines? I'm gossiping about it. I'm selling myself to make money, not relying on it, not cheating or cheating, and more than you noble ladies who are full of etiquette and morality, I won't say anything else behind it."

Xiaoxiao put back to "Sunset" and saw another book, saying: "Which battle do you like the most in "The Smoke of the War"?"

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"What do you think of the character Zhang Xiaofei?"

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"My favorite scene in "Tianlu" is the scene where Lao San and Kong Erye play Go. What about you?"

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Ten minutes later, Xiaoxiao looked at the neat bookshelf and clean books, and finally understood that it would be better not to compare with each other.

Xiaoxiao flipped out the calligraphy book again and said, "Your word is very good. Do you like the poem "Jinse"?"

"Well, I've been studying it all the time, I can't understand it."

"Oh, what about the time when you can't understand it? Yes, there has been no conclusion on this poem since ancient times!"

Li Fan sighed: "Some words have to be understood until the years have stacked to a certain extent, and some things have to be understood until life has a certain thickness. But this poem has new insights every time, and there is no conclusion. There have been too many interpretations of this poem throughout the ages."

Xiaoxiao said: "There are no less than hundreds of works that have interpreted this poem throughout the ages, and there are more than ten schools of interpretation. Since the late Tang Dynasty, there have been more than a hundred Jie family members with names, including Liu Kezhuang, Su Dongpo, Huang Tingjian, Yuan Haowen, Ji Xiaolan, etc., and each has its own solutions. "Jinse" is a mystery throughout the ages."

Li Fan began to complain: "But the Chinese textbooks must set a standard idea for it, and the exam must follow the standard answers. If you are a brainless person, I wonder, are all mentally ill? Do you want to unify people's thoughts? If you don't follow the standard answers, you will not get any score! Even if you are Su Dongpo in the world!"

As soon as the words were finished, a voice came from the living room, "Who said that all those who teach education are mentally ill?"

Li Fan walked out of the study a few steps and scratched his head and said, "What I said is that all the elites who engage in education are elites. You heard it wrong, elites are good!"

With the arrival of Teacher Xiaoling, the discussion on "Jinse" was completely unsuccessful.

Teacher Xiaoling is a staunch supporter of the "Linghu Qingyi Theory", while Xiaoxiao is from Su Shi's school, while Li Fan is a multifaceted school.

Li Fan: "If you want to say that the poem "Jinse" is a poem that praises the serpent. In fact, it is understandable. After all, the instrument like Jinse has four musical sounds: "suit, resentment, tranquility, and harmony". However, the special relationship between Li Shangyin and Linghu Chu..."

Xiaoxiao: "Wait a minute, which faction are you from?"

Li Fan: "I am not a single school. Any school has its own arguments and reasons, but they all have their own incomprehensible or even contradictory points. I think this poem is like the painting "Gernidan"."

Teacher Xiaoling was surprised, "Do you still know how to draw?"

"I can't draw, but I like to analyze it blindly. You can wait!"

After Li Fan finished speaking, he opened the desk drawer, which was filled with scrolls of paintings. Li Fan flipped through it and pulled out one. Seeing the two ladies staring at the drawer and carefully looked at it, Li Fan smiled and said, "Is it like collecting it online?

The two ladies rolled their eyes together.

Expanding this fake, Li Fan said: "This painting combines Cubism and Surrealism style, breaks the opposition between inside and outside, reality and vagueness, and establishes an uncertainty and ambiguity, which is consistent with the concept of "Jinse"... The painting has no sound, and the same is true for poetry. When the writing is finished, the poetry becomes a stagnant language... The artistic creation concept of this painting is highly consistent with the poem of Jinse."

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That night, the three of them talked about literature until after 2 o'clock, and Li Fan spent the whole night on the sofa in the study.

Xiaoxiao was thinking about Gao Na's "Gernidan" and Li Shangyin's "Jinse".

The next night after school, Mengmeng also came to Li Fan's new home. After the four of them gathered together, everyone stopped talking about poetry and literature.

There was a clamor on the table in the living room.

"eat!"

"What to eat, I'll touch!"
Chapter completed!