Craftsman: I continue to learn for the sake of the saints

Chapter 81 Top level empathy
on the podium.

Qin Luo continued to speak.

"Let's talk about how to express emotional images in words. In this respect, poetry has achieved the ultimate."

"Have you ever been on a date? When you're on a date, waiting for your beloved girl, isn't it very impatient and a little apprehensive? What did the ancients say?"

"The ancients said, knocking on the chess pieces to drop the lanterns, this person can't calm down, his hands can't stop, he always wants to do something, or he just plays with the chess pieces, or cuts the lanterns, thinking in his heart, beauty , why don’t you come? All the flowers I’ve been waiting for are gone.”

There was a burst of laughter in the auditorium.

Needless to say, it's very visual.

Everyone is here.

Some people have already thought about how they felt when they were waiting for their girlfriend downstairs in the dormitory.

Qin Luo continued: "So what about loneliness?"

"What do you say about loneliness? Hug your knees and be accompanied by the shadow in front of the lamp."

""There is light in the room, but it's a pity that you are alone, you hold your knees, and there is only your own shadow on the ground, you look at the shadow, and the shadow looks at you... so lonely, so desolate..."

"However," Li Bai had a different understanding of this. He said that he raised his glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadows became three people. He is very powerful, and he is the most chic. Although he is only one person, he regards the shadow and the bright moon as his own wine. Friends, not only not lonely, but also very happy, so I am a poet. "

"Besides... worrying..."

"What do you say when you're worried? I don't believe there are gray heads in the world."

""You didn't believe in the matter of turning your head overnight, you didn't believe it before, you never believed it, you think that man can conquer the sky, you think you are still young, you think I can make this day, not cover my eyes, and this place, not stop My heart, let all the gods and Buddhas disappear in smoke. "

"But did you really encounter a problem? This hurdle, just can't get through it? You are a boss, and you have to pay wages tomorrow, but you have no money in your account. You have a beloved girlfriend, but your mother-in-law asked you for a house , You don’t, you may not be able to afford it in this life, and your girlfriend will run away with someone. Your elders in your family are sick and hospitalized, and you have to pay for the operation. If you don’t have money, what should you do? What should you do?”

"So you believed it, you encountered more and more troubles, and every time you encountered one, every late night when you tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, there would be an extra white hair on your temples."

"When you reach Buhuo, know the destiny, and reach that age, do you still worry? You must worry too, but you are used to it."

Regarding this description, many people on the field were lost in thought.

The charm of this kind of poetry and the insight into emotions are the top understanding.

Enough to transcend time and space.

Rooted deep in everyone's heart.

Seeing that everyone was worried, Qin Luo quickly changed the subject.

"Besides, the spring breeze is proud, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day..."

""Chang'an, what a big Chang'an city, I have studied hard for decades, and finally won the gold list. I am riding a tall horse, surrounded by high-ranking officials and nobles in Chang'an City, and I am ready to catch my son-in-law and let me eat the best. soft rice.On both sides of the road, there are girls holding flowers, and they are giving me secret glances. Yesterday I was still eating buns and sleeping in a cold inn room. Tomorrow, I will start a new life. "

"The whole of Chang'an knows my name! The emperor wants to receive me! How can I be unhappy? How can I be unhappy? No matter how brightly the flowers in Chang'an are blooming, they are not as bright as the smile on my face."

Qin Luo suddenly said hi.

I didn't have such a deep understanding of these pictures before, but at this time, when describing them to others, countless inspirations suddenly emerged.

He even wanted to create every picture himself.

In the auditorium, there was suddenly thunderous applause.

And then for a long time.

Including the leaders behind, Fa Ge smiled and applauded lightly.

Well said, very touching.

Qin Luo took a sip of water and moistened his throat slightly.

"Do you still want to hear it?"

"And... there are many more."

The people who were sitting shouted in unison: "Think!"

"Brother Luo, if my Chinese teacher had your level, I would probably be in Peking University by now!"

A boy suddenly yelled.

It caused a roar of laughter.

Qin Luo also smiled: "Then I'll tell you about regrets... Regrets are rich in layers, love, friendship, life, career..."

"Yes, this feeling can be regarded as a memory, but at the time I was at a loss, this is love."

"Also, black hair doesn't know how to study hard early, and Bai Shoufang regrets studying late. This is reading."

"Also, Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and family sacrifices were never forgotten to tell Nai Weng that this is the home country."

"There are also Jiangdong's children who are talented and talented, and it is unknown if they will make a comeback. This is a shortness of breath for heroes."

"There are even ten years of life and death. This is life and death."

"Which one are you?"

"Everyone wants to make money now. The regret of not being able to get money has been written by the ancients. The most famous one is Du Fu..."

"Ashamed to be a father, he died young without food. He is a father. He wants to support his family and children, but he has no money. What if he has no money? The children have to starve to death."

"Du Fu also wrote that in famine years, children are thin, and there are no tears in the evening. In famine years, the children in the family are hungry and thin, but they really can't get money...Walking at the sunset, what can I do? I have the heart to want to die."

"It's a pity of not having money, so what about rich people, do they have any regrets? There must be."

"Your Majesty knows that my concubine has a husband, so give her two pearls. You are a rich man, and you see a goddess. You like her very much, and she likes you too, but she is already married. You can't rob other people's wives." Right? You had no choice but to give her two pearls, one to express admiration and one to express respect...one for her and one for her husband, and her husband would be mad with joy when he returned home. And you, you are a regretful rich man , now called a licking dog."

"Of course, if this woman is Pan Jinlian, that's a different story."

Qin Luo said with a smile.

Are these emotions helpful?
Of course it works.

This is the accumulation of heritage and the brewing of inspiration. Traditional culture is a treasure house, and there is nothing new under the sun.

After laughing again in the auditorium, a girl shouted, "Brother Luo, Teacher Qin, talk about love again!"

"I'm interested in this!"

Then everyone was in a commotion.

They are all young people, naturally interested.

Qin Luo thought for a while.

"Okay, then I'll just say a few words. The first sentence is that knowing each other and loving each other is the most beautiful love, isn't it? There is a heart-to-heart, and you can't help but want to laugh when you see each other. At that time, the soul and the flesh Unity, the pinnacle experience of life, right?"

"Then the second sentence I want to say is that Lang Rushi Buddha has no heart at all. Ah, you scumbag, you are like a Buddha statue made of stone, cold and high above you, don't you have a heart? You hurt me to the core .”

"I don't have much right to speak on this topic, because I haven't talked about any relationship before. The first time I talked about it, it was almost to get married."

"Don't be too envious, envious, I have nothing to do."

Qin Luo sprinkled dog food.

The people below were dumbfounded.

Angry and laughing.

Asshole!
You are Versailles!
Sister Cha was sitting in the front row, smiling like a flower.

There is only one voice in my heart, screaming crazily: handsome!too handsome!

How could there be such a handsome man in the world?
Whose man is it?

its mine!
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"Okay, so far in this lesson, it's almost over."

"I'll give you an assignment, but it's not actually an assignment, it's just guidance and inspiration."

"Give you some pictures, some pictures that are very useful no matter what works of art you create, this is the most basic basic skill."

Qin Luo tapped the big screen.

As a result, a PPT full of words emerged.

Many people looked up.

For a moment, he was stunned.

Crossing the wild boat, breaking willows in the middle of the song.

It is late to the long pavilion, and the apricot blossoms in the deep alley.

The mountains are empty and the water is shining.

At dusk Yanfeng Bridge, hang down the curtain.

Lakes and mountains, high mountains and cold trees.

The apes cry endlessly, and there are many valleys in the cloudy and sunny.

Anzhi Tinglan, Heting Fuzhu.

Misty rain towers, desert solitary smoke.

Every word is like a painting.

This is the aesthetics in poetry.

Qin Luo didn't bother them, stepped off the podium, and walked towards the back row.

Director Nie stood up involuntarily, like a student seeing a teacher, an instinct.

Then the others also stood up.

Director Nie looked at Qin Luo and smiled, and asked with a warm smile, "Qin Luo, can you describe yourself in a poem?"

There was a bit of ridicule in the voice.

Qin Luo smiled lightly.

"Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemum, you can see Nanshan leisurely."

Director Nie nodded and said with a smile: "I don't think you are a hermit, you are... Riding the wind and breaking the waves, there will be times when you hang your sails on the clouds to help the sea."

"Brother Luo who rides the wind and waves...hahaha..."

Qin Luo: ...

Leader, you respect yourself.

What variety show are we talking about?
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(End of this chapter)