Chapter 298: This is the true way to preach, teach, and solve puzzles!

At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Obvious confusion appeared in the eyes of many students looking at Ye Xuan.

After all, the culture of this world is declining, and everyone's emphasis on poetry is far less than in another world.

At best, it is just regarded as a literary expression genre.

How could it be as exaggerated as in Ye Xuan's mouth, directly raised to the height of the entire culture?!

Many students began to look at each other, looking at me and I looking at you, and saw their own confusion in each other's eyes.

A whisper quietly arose in the classroom.

"Is it too exaggerated?!"

"I feel that poetry is not that important, right?"

"Who can't live without poetry?!"

At this moment, the small movements of the students in the audience did not escape Ye Xuan's eyes at all.

The chattering of the students also fell into his ears.

Hearing the confusion and incomprehension in the students' mouths, Ye Xuan curled his lips instead, still calm, and said slowly.

"Why do I say that?

Many students have had the experience of studying abroad, and they will find an interesting phenomenon.

We Chinese people can chat with foreigners about myths, Plato, big data, Lagrange's theorem, we can chat about anything.

But the only thing we can't chat about is poetry.

'Raising my head, I look at the bright moon; bowing my head, I think of my hometown.' They don't understand why raising one's head means missing one's hometown.

'Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I see the Southern Mountain leisurely.' They don't understand why picking a chrysanthemum is related to leisure and comfort?!

Because that is the unique culture of us Chinese people!"

Noticing the look of sudden realization in many students' eyes, Ye Xuan's eyes seemed to spread out the ancient poetry world with great literary talent.

One after another, eternal good lines landed on this world that didn't exist before through his mouth.

"'May we live long, and share the beauty of the moon from a thousand miles away.' Who can't hear the earnest longing in it?

'The thread in the mother's hand, the clothes on the traveler's body.' Who can't understand the earnest motherly love in it?

'To exhaust the view of a thousand miles, climb to a higher floor.' Who can't read the ambition in it?

'The sunset is infinitely good, but it is near dusk.' Who can't see the regret and attachment in it?"

One sentence after another, like a thunderclap on the ground, immediately made all the students in the audience widen their eyes like copper bells.

Yes!

Foreigners don't understand, but they can understand it at a glance.

The beautiful poetry formed by familiar square characters seems to run through their blood and soul, and it crazily causes one resonance after another.

Every poem hides a story.

Every poem always has different customs.

That is the common gene engraved in everyone's bone marrow.

That is the cultural heritage integrated into everyone's blood.

One gasp after another continued to be emitted from the students' mouths.

This unexpected poetry class brought them an unprecedented experience!

From the interesting poetry at the beginning, to the hot meme conversion in the middle, to the unique culture at the end.

Everyone was immersed in Ye Xuan's thinking for a whole class.

No student dared to let their mind wander, for fear that they would not be able to keep up with Ye Xuan's teaching rhythm if they were distracted.

At the moment Ye Xuan's voice fell, the heated discussion of the students in the audience erupted like a wave.

"I got goosebumps listening to it!"

"If I could attend Teacher Ye Xuan's class every day, how great it would be! It's great, I copied it all down!"

"Teacher Ye Xuan gets full marks as soon as he opens his mouth!"

"This is the secret of our Peking University being able to defeat the Wudaokou next door, we have Teacher Ye Xuan!"

"Being able to attend Teacher Ye Xuan's class is simply too happy, I want to blow it up for a lifetime!"

Seeing the excitement of many students in the audience, Ye Xuan raised his hand again and said unhurriedly.

"It is precisely because of Chinese culture that our nation is magnificent and our life is poetic.

When proud, 'See all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.' When difficult, 'Down and out, I stop drinking turbid wine.'

Even if the dangerous path is steep and cannot be climbed, one must 'climb to the top of the peak.'

Even if no one meets to climb, one must 'keep the ambition firm.'

Draw the strength of the ninety-thousand-mile wind, and practice the openness of 'no wind, no rain, no sunshine.'

Life itself is also a poem."

Noticing that the hour and minute hands had pointed to the end of class, Ye Xuan smiled and announced the end of this public lecture.

"That's about it, let's leave it at that."

Amidst the dumbfounded expressions of everyone, Ye Shen stretched slightly.

"Class dismissed!"

After speaking, the students in the audience hadn't reacted yet.

It ended just like that?

Everyone didn't expect Ye Xuan to raise this class to such a height.

Originally it was just interesting poetry, then it reached Chinese culture, and finally it mentioned that life is like a poem. ===== CHAPTER 301 =====