Chapter 116 The So-Called Truth
Jiang Shuyuan heard someone calling her, and then she turned around and saw Xiang Tiange.
"Brother Xiang, what's the matter?"
"Sister, I..."
I have a question for you." Xiang Tiange's face flushed slightly, and he looked a little embarrassed.
Jiang Shuyuan smiled slightly, with a gentle look in her eyes: "Oh? What is the problem that makes Junior Brother Xiang so entangled?"
Xiang Tiange took a deep breath, as if mustering up his courage: "Senior sister, did you know that the Imperial College is going to hold a poetry competition soon?"
"Poetry competition? I've heard a little about it. It is said that the prizes are quite generous, and many fellow brothers are preparing for it." Jiang Shuyuan nodded slightly.
"Yes, senior sister. I... I would like to ask you, how can I make a breakthrough in poetry and write amazing masterpieces?" Xiang Tiange's eyes were full of anticipation.
Jiang Shuyuan pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Brother Xiang, the way of poetry lies in the artistic conception and emotion. Only when the artistic conception is profound and the emotion is sincere can it move people's hearts. Do you pay attention to these two points when you are creating?"
Xiang Tiange shook her head: "Senior Sister, I feel that I am somewhat lacking in both aspects. I often ignore the artistic conception and emotion in pursuit of gorgeous words."
"This is the crux of your problem." Jiang Shuyuan gently patted Xiang Tiange's shoulder. "In fact, the beauty of poetry does not lie in the accumulation of words, but in the perception of the soul. Try to put aside those gorgeous words, feel the bits and pieces of life with your heart, and integrate your emotions into it, and perhaps you will gain something."
Xiang Tiange's eyes flashed with confusion: "Senior Sister, I still don't quite understand, can you give me an example?"
Jiang Shuyuan smiled slightly, looked at the spring scenery outside the window, and chanted softly:
"The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe, I can see the Chang'an flowers in one day."
"This is Du Fu's "Spring Thoughts". Do you feel the artistic conception and emotions in the poem?" Jiang Shuyuan asked.
Xiang Tiange pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Sister, I feel it. The spring breeze, horse hooves, and Chang'an flowers in the poem all reveal the poet's love for life and yearning for beautiful things."
"That's right." Jiang Shuyuan continued with a smile, "Junior Brother Xiang, try to write some poems about life and put your emotions into them. I believe you will be able to write amazing works."
A hint of determination flashed in Xiang Tiange's eyes: "Thank you, Senior Sister. I will try according to your suggestion."
In the evening, Jiang Shuyuan was walking in the garden when she heard someone calling her name in the distance. She turned around and saw Xiang Tiange running towards her with a smile on his face.
"Senior Sister, I wrote a poem and would like to ask for your advice." Xiang Tiange handed Jiang Shuyuan a piece of paper.
Jiang Shuyuan took the paper and saw the following words written on it:
"On a spring day, apricot blossoms fill my head. I wonder who cuts the fine leaves, the spring breeze in February is like a pair of scissors."
After reading the poem, Jiang Shuyuan's eyes flashed with admiration: "Junior Brother Xiang, your poem is really well written. The artistic conception is profound and the emotions are sincere. You have found your own way of poetry."
Xiang Tiange smiled happily: "Sister, thank you for your encouragement. I will continue to work hard and strive to achieve good results in the poetry competition."
Jiang Shuyuan smiled and patted Xiang Tiange on the shoulder: "I believe you can do it. Come on, Junior Brother Xiang."
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As Xiang Tiange just joined the line, he heard a familiar voice beside him.
Jiang Zhiyu was walking forward, chatting and laughing with Liu Mengmeng and Qi Zimo, and happened to pass by Xiang Tiange.
Xiang Tiange frowned slightly, but his face remained calm. He glanced at Jiang Zhiyu and others calmly, and sighed in his heart: "It is true that enemies often meet on narrow roads."
Jiang Zhiyu caught a glimpse of Xiang Tiange, and a teasing smile appeared on his lips. He deliberately raised his voice: "Hey, isn't this our great talent Xiang Tiange? How come it's such a coincidence that we meet here again?"
Liu Mengmeng and Qi Zimo also looked towards Tiange curiously. Liu Mengmeng smiled and said, "It turns out to be Master Tiange. You are so busy. How did you find time to come to the Imperial College?"
Xiang Tiange remained calm and responded calmly, "The Imperial College is a sacred place for us to study, so I will come here often. But it is not proper for the female disciples to laugh and joke like this."
Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyebrows, with a hint of provocation on his face: "Xiang Tiange, you are meddling too much, aren't you? We are just chatting. Does the Imperial College's rules only allow you to be alone and quiet?"
Xiang Tiange smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of sharpness: "The Imperial College is the foundation of the country, and each of us has the responsibility to maintain order here. If a few female disciples chat in private, it is naturally fine. But here, you still have to be careful about your words and actions."
Liu Mengmeng's eyes widened, and she said to Tiange in disbelief, "Why are you so old-fashioned? Our chat doesn't bother you, why do you have to be so fussy?"
Qi Zimo also joined the argument: "Yeah, Xiang Tiange, you always act so superior, who do you think you are? We are not afraid of you!"
Xiang Tiange smiled lightly, his expression indifferent: "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I have a heart that pursues the truth. Female disciples, if you really regard the Imperial College as a place to study, you should restrain your behavior."
Jiang Zhiyu sneered: "Humph, truth? Your so-called truth is nothing but your personal prejudice. Xiang Tiange, don't think you can make decisions just because you have some talent. We won't listen to you!"
At this time, the students of the Imperial College gathered around and watched the debate curiously. Some people whispered that Xiang Tiange was too old-fashioned, and some people said that Jiang Zhiyu and others were too presumptuous.
Xiang Tiange looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel deeply moved. He knew very well that such an argument would not produce any results, but he couldn't just sit back and watch. So, he decided to try another approach.
"Okay, female disciples, let's change the topic. Are you prepared for today's classes at the Imperial College?" Xiang Tiange suddenly changed the topic.
Jiang Zhiyu and the others were stunned. They obviously didn't expect Xiang Tiange to ask this question out of the blue. They looked at each other, and finally Liu Mengmeng answered: "Of course I'm ready. The three of us reviewed together all night last night."
Xiang Tiange nodded and smiled, "That's good. In that case, why don't we discuss today's homework together, learn from each other, and make progress together."
Jiang Zhiyu and the others were surprised. They didn't expect Xiang Tiange to take the initiative to discuss it together. They looked at each other, and finally Qi Zimo spoke up: "Okay, let's discuss it together."
Thus, in the corridor of the Imperial College, an unprecedented discussion began. Xiang Tiange, Jiang Zhiyu, Liu Mengmeng, Qi Zimo and others expressed their opinions and argued endlessly. Their expressions were varied, sometimes angry, sometimes confused, and sometimes suddenly enlightened.