Chapter 371: 465 chapters, the hidden heart matters of two blossoming-age girls

465 chapters, the hidden heart matters of two blossoming-age girls

465 chapters, the hidden heart matters of two blossoming-age girls

――――A red apricot branch that has grown over the wall

Wanting to be a Classic of Poetry person, is that easy? Is the Classic of Poetry something you can learn?

My answer is negative.

Although Lin Daiyu said to Xiangling: "What difficulty? Is it worth learning? It's just beginning, development, turn, conclusion; in the middle, the development and turn are two couplets, level tone against deflected tone, the empty against the solid, the solid against the empty. If there happens to be a prepared line, even if level, tone, empty, solid are all mismatched, it still works. For example, to illustrate――――

Plowing versus reading (plowing fields and planting crops is solid, visible; whereas reading books is empty, what can you see in those books? Needless to say, it's empty.),

Herding versus firewood gathering (herding and chopping firewood are both solid. Both are members of the laboring masses, coming with the wind, going with the rain. They suffer terribly.),

Wheat ears versus seedlings (wheat ears are golden yellow, fragrant, letting people see the hope of a harvest; seedlings are green, also fragrant, letting people anticipate growth),

Clear spring versus Brightness moon, sea sun versus river tide.

Wind whooshing, rain pattering, long embankment versus short bridge.

Green fish diving in green water (that scenery is too beautiful; this wealthy young lady born in a deep mansion, how could she think of green fish diving in green water? It shows that beautiful nature is longed for by all.), white crane ascending to the azure heavens.

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Xiangling said, "My auntie, you need to speak slowly; if you speak fast, I write it down and still can't understand."

Daiyu said: "Are you annoying or not? I've been calling you for half a day, you don't thank me and still complain I'm speaking too fast. Really……"

Xiangling said: "Elder sister, please calm your anger. Sorry, haven't you heard the saying 'teach without weariness'? I follow you to study the Classic of Poetry, which is flattering you. You can't just recite a few lines of the Classic of Poetry? The Classic of Poetry is now worthless."

Who would have thought that Lin Daiyu, upon hearing Xiangling say 'the Classic of Poetry is already worthless,' would become even angrier.

This Lin Daiyu is naturally narrow-minded, prone to anger. She teaches Xiangling the Classic of Poetry: first, to help this unfortunate girl; second, she thinks borrowing time to teach Xiangling the Classic of Poetry will dispel her own loneliness, because they are both blossoming-age girls, and if such girls do not study the Classic of Poetry, they will go bad.

Unexpectedly, after Daiyu had taught for a while, Xiangling still talked back to her. This is like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing kindness.

So Daiyu, not in a good tone, said to Xiangling: "You ungrateful lass, I usually see you as polite, but I didn't expect you to be good-for-nothing. What Classic of Poetry is worthless? Since it's worthless, why are you still doing this with me? This is truly 'human belly, cat heart, cat fur'—knowing the face but not the heart, painting a tiger's skin but not its heart. Study if you want to study; if not, get lost. You don't want to learn, I don't want to teach either. I'm not after the three big and two small. Am I just full of myself?"

When Xiangling saw that Lin Eldest daughter had lost her temper, she realized she had just spoken a bit rashly, and hurriedly wanted to apologize to Daiyu, saying a lot before managing to appease Daiyu. These teenage boys and girls, in their innocent youth, are unstable in everything. Their faces are like the weather in June—changeable at a moment's notice.

Just moments ago it was bright sunshine; in the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with Wu Yun.

Daiyu had just been angry at Xiangling; after Xiangling said three nice things, Daiyu's anger turned to joy.

"Alright, as long as you sincerely study the Classic of Poetry, I won't be angry with you. This is also because I usually have a petty temper, and I'm used to it. My temper will never change. I see that Xue Damei has a better temper than I do; she is tolerant and broad-minded toward people, and her relationships with those around her are good, no wonder Baoyu secretly loves her—Baoyu this heartless person……." Daiyu said, saying, and then dragged Baoyu into it.

Xiangling became unhappy, saying: "My Eldest daughter, I ask you to teach me to make Classic of Poetry, yet you haven't taught me a single line, and you've spouted a lot of nonsense. How come, as we talk, you drag Baoyu into it? Are you intentionally leading me onto a deserted path? Under heaven, who teaches disciples like you?"

"You mouth-deserving lass, did you come to pay respects to learn the Classic of Poetry from me, or to lecture me? The saying goes, 'teach the apprentice and they'll beat the master'; I haven't taught you, yet you already want to beat the master—how can that be? Nowadays students aren't easy to teach either."

This Daiyu is just a sharp tongue, tofu heart.

She saw Xiangling silent, listened respectfully to her lecture, and her heart softened, saying: "Lass, I am this kind of person: good-hearted, sharp-tongued. Also because of this mouth, I have offended many; people don't understand me, behind my back they say many bad things about me, plotting against me. Alas, who in the world is my confidant? Even Baoyu doesn't understand me."

But no matter how the world looks at me, evaluates me, mocks me, attacks me, or ridicules me, I still want to compose Classic of Poetry. My affinity for Classic of Poetry is a past-life karmic tie, a present-life sin. The pent-up feelings in my heart, aside from expressing them through Classic of Poetry, is there anyone at this time who can know my heart?

Xiangling, you study Classic of Poetry with me, you are my confidant. Now the Classic of Poetry is worthless; if it were valuable, I would have already become a tycoon. Precisely because the Classic of Poetry is worthless, no one reads it, no one wants it. But life cannot lack Classic of Poetry, living cannot lack Classic of Poetry. A life without Classic of Poetry is like an article without punctuation marks. How would one read an article without punctuation? How would one live a life lacking Classic of Poetry? Xiangling ah, you must not only be eager to learn Classic of Poetry, but also diligently study the use of punctuation in writing. Although these two are not valued by the world, and moreover no one spends money to buy them, yet they are necessary. Therefore, you need not spend money to pay respects to me as your teacher.

Xiangling ah, you must seize this opportunity...........

How Xiangling studied Classic of Poetry with Daiyu, and whether she succeeded; how Daiyu again taught Xiangling to compose Classic of Poetry—if you want to know the full story, listen to the following explanation――――――――

(Heart tied to disaster area, affection tied to disaster area: may peace, courage, confidence, strength go together with and accompany the people of the disaster area!)