Chapter 370 (1/2)
Ninghai is not exactly a coastal city, because it is not located on the mainland, but on an island.
It's just that the island is strange, or the sea area is strange. The high water level for a period of time makes it an island hanging in the sea. The low water level for another period of time makes it a peninsula with land exposed, and this phenomenon has nothing to do with the rise and fall of the tide.
The Vientiane gate five people fell behind the merchant team and arrived at the coast for some time. It was already late at night when Ninghai was in an isolated island state. At this time, the transmission array had been closed. Although the moon was high tonight, no ferry was willing to go to sea at night. Even hualanting and Lin Xianjing could not speak at any time.
You know, the ancients can become famous through the ages.
Yi LiuNian refused to bow his head easily in front of Lin Xianjing. He forced himself to scrape his stomach and dry cough: ”listen. Well, say yes - the sea view in front of him is picturesque. He wanted to recite poetry to the world. However, he has little culture, so he can only hold the grass and waves.”
Lin Xian was surprised, covered his face with his hands and hissed, ”it's not my brother. I said you.”
”The boundary of language is the boundary of your world; the texture of language is the texture of your life. The lack of expression and the lack of language are the ultimate poverty. Now the young generation is hollowing out. Many people open their mouth and shut up. They only have one sentence to walk the world with grass, ox and fork.”
”Some people think that ancient poetry is too forked, so it's better to hold the grass ox fork to be true and white. They think that such words are convenient, concise, easy to understand, happy and energetic. They are proud of it.”
”In fact, I also like it and don't object to using it. However, after this sentence, you have to say something“
”I heard that when we were on the thick land, there was a natural disaster in Xianzhou. After some countries in the secular world knew it, they tried to send in a batch of useful materials in order to flatter the affected sects. They wrote a postscript on it——
How shall it be said that you have no clothes? I will share my long robes with you.
Mountains and rivers are exotic, and the wind and moon are the same day. ”
”Let's ignore the intention for the time being. As far as I know, the first two sentences come from the book of songs more than 1300 years ago in the secular world. The last two sentences are words evolved by the Japanese to respectfully invite the eminent monk to be true. They can still express their meaning appropriately today.”
”It's a pity that the world is deteriorating and people's hearts are not ancient. Those beautiful languages are no longer respected by later generations, and even despised and ridiculed. On the contrary, vulgar words and popular slang are popular.”
Lin Xianjing still needs to talk about it. Yi LiuNian refuses to accept it. He interrupts him and retorts, ”Xianjing, if you let it go, man, I can still be stunned by you, but now it's different from the past. What you said sounds reasonable, but it can't stand scrutiny.”
”For a long time, many people think that ancient poetry is something that cultural people can understand. It is very tall.”
”As everyone knows, the original author of the book of songs you mentioned is actually a group of illiterates. The beautiful words in your mouth come from the mouth of the farmers. They are like fake local languages and folk songs in the countryside, which have been compiled into a book by literati records.”
”Feelings, emotions, do you understand? Even folk songs, people don't sing casually. The so-called no sorrow, no joy, no singing, only simple and true feelings can be expressed when they are full of water and overflow, rather than what you just asked me to express sorrow for giving new words.”
”Besides, you care about me. I made a poem, didn't I? This is progress.”
Lin Xianjing naturally did not allow fleeting years to be arrogant and argued: ”it is true that you also said some truth. I do not disagree that poetry originates from the people and is an expression of love.”
”My point is that now people's language function is deteriorating, people's perception of life has been reduced, and appreciation of beauty has become ugly. It not only accepts information fragmentation, but also expresses weakness in emotion, and resists the absorption of essence from ancient civilization and cultural details.”
”I don't have to ask to imitate the ancients to speak, but you can't be silent except after holding the grass so beautiful. At least you should be able to associate, imagine and express visually.”
”Do you remember that when you first went up the mountain, you and I had a conversation with LAN ting. Every word you said can be expressed more aesthetically in ancient words and poems. This shows that the popular words in your mouth are just the leftovers of the ancients' play, and we have made no progress.”
Yi LiuNian: ”why is there no progress? It's too arbitrary.”
”A few days ago, when I was in class at the school palace, my husband asked us to make a sentence with the word confiscation. Someone said that master confiscated my spirit stone, which is so simple and nutritious. However, I and other martial brothers also had golden sentences that made my husband look at me with admiration. For example:
”Time has confiscated my youth;
Sunlight confiscates the rain on the ground;
Mother's embrace confiscated my fear;
The laughter of the children confiscated the cold silence of winter. ”
”Isn't it fragrant? How can we pick up the wisdom of the ancients?”
Lin Xian was surprised and sneered: ”ha ha, OK, I'll give you an example.”
”Hehe, this word is commonly used by you recently. What you don't know is that it has been used by the ancients for thousands of years. You just picked it up again.”