I cried countless students in the exam

Chapter 150 A great teacher who sacrifices everything for his students!

As far as Bai Juyi is concerned, the current Xiang Ling is probably not as good as a close partner by his side. She actually lives in his youthful memory, not in reality. Xiang Ling is just his obsession.

Absolute strings and broken wires, there are still but continuous time.

There is only a broken heart, and there should be no continuation period.

Perhaps they had looked forward to meeting again, and believed that there would be miracles in the future, but these silently settled in the silent years after all.

……

Later, when Bai Juyi was relegated to Jiujiang, his official career was not smooth and his mood was depressed. Once, when he was drying clothes in the courtyard, he suddenly saw a pair of shoes.

It was the pair that Xiang Ling gave him when he parted that year.

Bai Juyi stared at the old and out-of-shape cloth shoes for a while, then wrote a long poem.

In the atrium, I was drying clothes and playing, and suddenly I saw my hometown shoes.

Whoever gave it to me in the past is the neighbor of Chanjuanzi in the east.

Because of the language of giving time, it is specially used to express the beginning and end.

Forever wishing like walking on a cloud, two lines and two stops.

Since I was exiled to Jiangjun, I have wandered three thousand miles.

For the sake of long-term lovers, we come here together with you.

Today I feel melancholy, looking at it repeatedly.

People only walk on the same footsteps, how can they ever be similar.

It's a pity that it's a pity, the brocade is the inside.

After the rainy season comes, the flowers and plants die in dark colors.

Today I was drying clothes in the garden, and suddenly saw shoes brought from my hometown.

Who did this for me?Well, it was a gift from the girl next door in my hometown.

I remembered what she said when she said goodbye, saying that this pair of shoes should be used to represent the end of our love.

I hope that the two of us, like shoes and shoelaces, walk together and stay together for a lifetime.

Now that I have been banished to Jiujiang and wandered three thousand miles away from home, it is to commemorate my lover that I bring him with me.

Now I pick up the shoes and look at them again and again, but I only feel melancholy.

Obviously the shoes are still in pairs, but the people are alone.

What made people sigh even more was how exquisite and beautiful these shoes were originally, but it rained a few days ago, the color on them was dim, and the embroidered flowers and plants had withered.

Just like the love between you and me.

……

In this long poem, the title only has two words, and there are no comments on it.

It's called "Emotion".

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In the fourth year of Changqing, the 53-year-old Bai Juyi had completed his term as governor of Hangzhou and returned to Beijing to report on his duties. He made a special trip to Fuli to see Xiangling.

Yi Ren has not been heard from.

Bai Juyi looked at the window where they had first met, the place where they snuggled together, was now empty.

He sighed heavily, bowed his back, and left.

This is the last record of this relationship in history.

Everyone must have known what kind of person Bai Juyi was after this.

He began to learn to be debauched, and he was so coquettish that he could no longer be so coquettish, he often lingered in brothels and flower houses, and openly kept prostitutes at home, he said: "It's better to be old than to have no prostitutes."

He didn't get Xiang Ling back then, but now he simply let go, drunk with money, and vented all his resentment through physical pleasure.

Looking at the old Bai Juyi's poems, some sentences are simply driving openly, such as "the flowers can't enter, I still don't want to be reconciled", there is really no one who can put it so fresh and refined. For other poets, the rhythm of being banned every minute.

Not to mention going to the bar and drinking flower wine, because of old age and frailty, Bai Juyi actually started taking drugs to cheer him up. He said: 3000 taels of stalactites, [-] lines of golden hairpins.What is stalactite?It is a kind of aphrodisiac in Tang Dynasty.

Bai Juyi kept prostitutes, and he liked to find girls who were fifteen or sixteen years old. It seemed to be to reminisce about the Xiang Ling he met for the first time. Whenever these girls turned eighteen, he didn't like them, so they sold them: Ten Tingchun The crow changes into a warbler's tongue, and the three suspects of being old and ugly change their eyebrows.

There are countless absurdities mentioned above, just like Chen Kaige's self-report in Bai Juyi's own mouth in the movie "The Legend of the Demon Cat": Lawless, ruthless and ungrateful, he only recognizes poetry and does not recognize people.

So, if you say he is a scumbag, you are not wronged, you really are not wronged.

But sometimes I wonder, why did Bai Juyi, who was originally affectionate, become so affectionate?

I don't understand, why did the warrior who dared to challenge the dragon for the girl he loves degenerate like this?
Until one day, Teacher Xiao Shen thought of something.

When a woman misses the person she most wants to marry, she will become more and more picky.

When a man misses the person he most wants to marry, he will become more and more casual.

Picky because no one is as good as you.

It’s casual because it’s not you anyway.

……

Maybe this is the truth.

Bai Juyi is still the affectionate Bai Juyi, but his affection belongs to Xiang Ling alone.

Because other people are not Xiangling, Bai Juyi is sloppy, scumbag, heartless and ruthless in front of them, but in front of Xiangling, he is always the warm man named Dabai. "

When the story came to this point, Shen Ping, who was standing on the podium, had stopped talking.

And the female students in the classroom were already crying.

You ask me how do I know?
Because Bai Juyi's poem called "Meng Jiu" in his later years still let us see that he had his original intention, and he never failed:

Don't come to the boss to practice hard, you will be so centrifuged that you will turn into ashes.

The memories of my life are gone, why did I fall into a dream last night?
The memories of my life have been thrown away, as is love, so is ideal.

So, why did you appear in my dream last night?
Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog.

Come in the middle of the night and go tomorrow.

Come like a spring dream for a short time, go like a morning cloud with nowhere to look.

I know.

After a person has experienced countless losses, he no longer desires to gain, and after watching countless joys and sorrows, he no longer hopes that time will be affectionate and accompany him forever.

But if God gives me another chance, I know that the story in the future will be full of sadness.

I will never regret meeting you.

When Shen Ping talked about this, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the female students in the classroom were already crying, lamenting the love story of Bai Juyi and Xiang Ling.

"Woooooooo, they are too miserable!"

"Mr. Xiao Shen's speech is really good!"

"No! It's all because he told me to cry. I hate him!"

"That's right, I hate him too, for making the boring knowledge interesting and touching, but this kind of touching is used to deceive girls' tears!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

There was crying in the classroom.

"Okay, this Chinese class ended in a pleasant atmosphere. The teacher's homework assignment today will let the class representative notify you. Everyone clean up your mood and prepare for the next teacher's class."

Looking at the students under the podium, Shen Ping said with a smile on his face.

The students were already crying so hard that they couldn't hear his words.

A Chinese teacher, teaching texts is like a storytelling meeting, and even made female students cry to the point of death.

It really is Teacher Xiao Shen!
As for Shen Ping standing on the podium, he considers himself a great teacher who is unknown and gives everything for the students!

(End of this chapter)