Lin Huiyin's main identity is that of an architect and one of the founders of the study of ancient Chinese architecture. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 But her fame has little to do with being an architect, she is a writer, she is extremely proficient in prose, novels, plays and literary translations, she is also a poet, one of the poets of the Crescent School.

Lin Huiyin's masterpiece "You Are the April Day in the World", which has not yet been created at this time, was written by her after the birth of her son.

At this moment, Lin Huiyin was holding a pencil in his hand and standing under the tree with a smile. Liang Sicheng took out his camera and took a photo of Zhou Hexuan and others, in fact, this camera was used to take pictures of ancient buildings.

Ba Jin fell down, completely ignoring the image, and lay leisurely on the stone steps with his eyes closed.

Just as Zhou Hexuan was pondering, Ma Jue looked up at the clouds in the sky, and sometimes looked down at Zhou Hexuan, with a moving smile on his face.

Zhou Hexuan scratched his ears and cheeks, not knowing what poems to copy, Ma Jue's actions suddenly gave him inspiration.

Zhou Hexuan picked up a small pebble, and everyone gathered around, only to see him write on the muddy floor-

Far and Near

you

Look at me in a moment,

Look at the clouds for a while.

I think

When you look at me far away,

It's very close when you look at the clouds.

"Wow, it's a love poem, so well written!" Yao Weiwei was already a nymphomaniac, and her eyes were shining at Zhou Hexuan.

Chen Ziya said: "Savor it carefully, this poem seems to be not simple, it is not just an expression of admiration. ”

Ba Jin commented: "This poem seems to be about human nature, there is always alienation and vigilance between people, people have a primitive intimacy with nature, and it implies the desire for human nature to return to nature." ”

"It's also about distance and gains and losses." Lin Huiyin was quite touched, and she thought of Xu Zhimo who was far away in Shanghai.

Liang Sicheng smiled a little unnaturally, feeling that this poem had written all about his relationship with Lin Huiyin and Xu Zhimo. Some people are far apart, but their hearts are very close to each other; Some people are very close together, but their hearts are far away from each other.

Ma Jue suddenly blushed, because she was looking at the clouds and Zhou Hexuan just now, and this poem was obviously written about her.

Could it be that Mr. Zhou likes me, but it's hard to say?

Ma Jue couldn't help but think wildly, and secretly looked at Zhou Hexuan shyly and timidly, his heart pounding.

Just when Ma Jue peeked at Zhou Hexuan, the boy named Chen Dong was also staring at Ma Jue. He felt that this poem wrote his heart: the person he likes is only a stone's throw away, but it is like a distant horizon, and it is impossible to reach. The clouds in the sky are thousands of miles away, but they have merged with the person he likes and have entered his heart.

The same poem, in the eyes of different people, has completely different interpretations.

Liang Sicheng, Lin Huiyin, Ma Jue, and Chen Dong's understanding of poetry is all related to love. This is a kind of emotional refraction, and "Far and Near" is like a mirror, reflecting their hidden thoughts and thoughts in the bottom of their hearts.

Ba Jin does not have a favorite lover, and he analyzes the poem from a completely philosophical point of view, exploring the essence of life and human nature. In the poems of "Far and Near", interpersonal relationships are distorted and inverted, people are estranged from each other due to spiritual barriers, and people and nature become closer instead.

In Ba Jin's view, "Far and Near" is full of loneliness and desolation, reflecting the contradictions of human nature.

"The more you read this poem, the more interesting it becomes." Barking laughed.

Ba Jin is also a poet writer, and at the age of 18, he published a new poem "The Cry of the Abused" in Shanghai's "Shishi Xinbao". From 918 to the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he wrote many poems about the Anti-Japanese War, and the themes of the poems were relatively large, and he was not entangled in personal small emotions.

The poem Ba Jin wrote in 918 reads: "I said that this is the last time I will cry, and it is a shameful thing to cry. We've had enough tears! It's enough to live as a target for a gun......"

By the time the all-out war of resistance broke out, Ba Jin's poem had become like this: "We no longer have tears to shed for you, only the full amount of red blood can wash away our regrets and shame; We have no right to insult the glory of the dead, only we have to endure greater pain and suffering......"

For Ba Jin, both poetry and fiction are tools that carry ideas, and he seems to disdain to write love poems and bitter poems.

Several students quickly transcribed the poem, Ma Jue did not copy it, she had memorized the content of the poem, and then she didn't talk much, only occasionally sneaking a few glances at Zhou Hexuan.

Chen Dong asked: "Mr. Zhou, not long ago I read a poem "I Love This Land", and the last two sentences are very exciting. Do you know the poem? ”

"Because I love this land so much?" Zhou Hexuan asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, that's the song," Chen Dong said, "Many students in our class can recite it, but unfortunately there are no other works of 'Night Wind'." Do you know this poet named 'Night Wind'? ”

Zhou Hexuan didn't want to lie, so he said ambiguously: "It's considered to be an acquaintance." ”

"Who is he?" Several other students hurriedly asked.

"He doesn't want to reveal his identity, so I can't say either." Zhou Hexuan said.

"That's a shame." Chen Dong said regretfully.

Ba Jin hadn't read "I Love This Land" and he asked, "Which poem are you talking about?" ”

The students immediately recited the poem, and after listening to it, Ba Jin clapped his hands and praised: "It is so well written, it can be called a masterpiece of patriotic poetry!" ”

Lin Huiyin did not participate in the discussion, and continued to inspect the ancient buildings of Biyun Temple. Liang Sicheng followed behind her, and the two didn't say a word, but they had a tacit understanding, understanding each other like a left hand and a right hand.

The sun was setting in the west, and everyone went down the mountain together.

Brilliant fiery clouds burned in the sky, gilding the mountains with a layer of gold, and people's faces were also golden.

"Ma Jue, what's wrong with you? I didn't talk all the time. Zhao Fang asked curiously.

"No, I'm just a little tired." Ma Jue said in a panicked tone, holding a poem she had just written in her hand, hesitating to send it out.

Zhou Hexuan didn't think about it at all, he advised: "Soak your feet in hot water when you go home, and your body will feel much more comfortable." ”

Ma Jue looked down at the road and replied softly, "Well, I will." ”

After walking until the bottom of the mountain, when everyone was separated, Ma Jue suddenly stuffed a note into Zhou Hexuan's arms, and then suddenly became active, jumped away and waved his hand: "Goodbye Mr. Zhou, goodbye to Mr. Li and Ms. Sun!" ”

Zhou Hexuan felt that something was wrong, and waited until he entered the city and got into the rickshaw before taking out the note, which was a poem:

"Him"

He is a light,

Shine into the light in my dark dreams.

He is a cloud,

Sprinkle rain and dew in my barren heart.

He is a gust of wind,

Blow my hair and sorrows.

He is a fountain,

Wash my ......

What the heck?

Zhou Hexuan looked at this hastily written love poem, and there was some panic in Juanxiu's handwriting. But the meaning is expressed clearly and implicitly, which is obviously showing love to Zhou Hexuan, and using "he" instead of "you" to cover up, so as not to feel embarrassed after being rejected.

Are the girls of the Republic of China so enthusiastic and unrestrained?