Su Wenxuan also arrived at the bookstore early.
Uncle Fu asked in surprise, "Second Young Master, what brings you here?"
Su Wenxuan waved his hand: "Don't call me Second Young Master, I'm a bit stiff here. Just call me Young Master."
Uncle Fu suddenly realized.
"How are the sales of the uncle's storybooks? The uncle is an honest and kind man, is he being targeted?"
Seeing how much the young master cared for Chen Xian, Uncle Fu felt strange. Words like "good person" and "honest" sounded somewhat incongruous when applied to Chen Xian.
It felt like tiny insects were crawling on my back, making it uncomfortable and itchy.
Uncle Fu smiled and said, "Not bad."
"I originally thought the poetry appreciation section might sell quite well, but for some reason, the response has been lukewarm..."
Looking at the huge crowd and hearing Uncle Fu's confirmation, Su Wenxuan felt relieved and said with a slight regret, "I was thinking that now I finally have a chance to use my skills."
Su Wenxuan hesitated and said, "Take me to see him..."
Among those who bought the books were several students from the county school, who were browsing through all the newly purchased books.
Shi Jingxing also joined in the fun and bought a few copies.
The first book I got was a solid one, "Poetry Appreciation," by the author "Homebody."
Out of curiosity, I glanced through the pages a few times.
Generally speaking, books on poetry appreciation are written by Confucian scholars and classicists who have been famous for a long time and have been immersed in the subject for many years.
The professional requirements are extremely high; otherwise, numerous mistakes will be made, and one's reputation will be ruined in their later years.
Most people are simply unwilling or afraid to touch it.
It's a thankless task. How many literate people are there in a city? After filtering out those who like poetry and those who specialize in the imperial examinations, how many people are truly interested in studying this stuff?
It would be better to practice diligently for a year or two in this year's competition; you can earn money and gain fame that way.
Shi Jingxing chuckled, his tone slightly teasing and self-deprecating.
He's probably just an old man who's frustrated and unfulfilled.
After lifting it.
Suddenly, he was taken aback.
Twelve Approaches to Poetry Appreciation
Let's look at the first type first and analyze its artistic conception.
Answer format: This poem uses imagery such as… to depict a scene… create an atmosphere… and express the author's… emotions…
Answer steps: one, two, three...
From initial scrutiny, to indifference, to being attracted, to being admired!
It only took a few breaths.
I quickly left, intending to find a quiet room to jot down the book in my notebook and study it repeatedly.
These are all key points!
This person is definitely an expert at solving problems.
In less than fifteen minutes, many students dressed in blue robes anxiously said, "Quickly, give me a copy of Mr. Jia's book."
The guy was stunned for a moment.
"What home?"
"The work of Mr. Homebody".
"oh."
The man then realized what was happening.
Soon this strange phenomenon swept through the entire city, affecting every household with children preparing for the imperial examinations.
The wind also reached Qingping Study.
In front of Instructor Xu was a simply printed book.
A letter to the emperor—an appreciation of poetry.
My fingers were trembling slightly.
The others, such as Yang Yuanxi and Huang Yuning, also fell silent for a moment.
No one expected that in less than a day, Rainforest Bookstore would pull off such a big event!
Instructor Xu said dejectedly, "Xu Pingchao has lost, utterly and completely... Where did this monster come from?"
Yang Yuanxi pondered it repeatedly.
[Categorization of thoughts and feelings: farewell, homesickness, pastoral life, frontier life, nostalgia, lament of a woman in her boudoir, description of objects...]
Expression techniques: direct expression of emotion, indirect expression of emotion...
The appreciation of poetry is simple and straightforward, and the other party seems to have divided the appreciation approach into twelve types.
I'm numb, completely numb.
At that time, it seemed that no one, whether in the county or the prefectural city, had ever made such a summary.
Extremely concise.
Each element is interconnected, meticulously linked, and consistently demonstrates logic and systematicity.
The answer strategy is also listed out point by point.
Moreover, during regular exams, the paper space is limited, so if you can follow the other person's line of thought and write it out one by one...
This allows us to make good use of the empty spaces.
"You didn't come here for Qingyun Tower in the first place, so why did you attack me as well?"
Yang Yuanxi pondered for a long time. He had read Xu Pingchao's books, especially "An Introduction to Poetry and Lyrics," which contained a lot of lengthy and verbose writing, and was full of literary flair and a wide range of readings.
He made a simple poem sound obscure and difficult to understand.
He was the county school instructor, so no one dared to criticize him. Moreover, it is said that all scholars with official titles nowadays have this problem.
If I write something in a cryptic, incomprehensible way, as if you can understand it, then I've lost.
At first, Instructor Xu was still hesitant about whether to cooperate with the people in the brothel, but now it seems that they forced him to do so.
Huang Yuning countered, "Could it be that the author of 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio' wrote this book of poetry appreciation behind the scenes?"
"impossible!"
Xu Pingchao said decisively, "A person's energy is limited. How can one write books and study poetry at the same time? Without several years of study, one cannot appreciate anything truly meaningful."
Huang Yuning smiled awkwardly. "What if he is a genius? You said he's a monster, how can we judge him by common sense?"
And things have already come to this.
There's really no need to be coy.
Xu Pingchao clasped his hands in a respectful bow: "I beg you two gentlemen for help. I have been teaching at the county school for over thirty years with utmost dedication. How can I be trampled underfoot by a country bumpkin?"
Initially, this was a matter between Qingyunlou and the students of the county school.
Now, it has become Xu's affair.
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