A century of family life: Eternal life since the Republic of China

"Mr. Jingu!"

The old and somewhat familiar voice sounded, Jiang Chen looked at Gu Hongming with a little stunned, but at this time, Gu Hongming bowed slightly towards Jiang Chen again.

This made Jiang Chen startled, and hurriedly turned sideways.

"Sir?"

He looked a little surprised and a little dazed.

"The old man apologized for his previous words. "

"Regardless of the difference in position, the talent of the gentleman is admired by the old man. "

"But I still insist on my thoughts, ancient literature is the orthodoxy of my Chinese civilization, the new culture, but the dry bones in the grave cannot inherit our nation and the entire culture!"

"I once said that Chen Zhongfu was not ashamed to speak out, in the name of advocating the new culture and burying the old culture, he blamed the suffering of the Chinese people in modern times on the old Confucian family, just ask, Confucius two thousand years ago, what is the crime of today's people!"

"The method of Confucius's teaching, such as the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division of mathematicians, was three three to nine two thousand years ago, and it is the same now, it will not be three or three to get eight, and it is not good to calculate the problem wrongly, but blame the family of invention, which makes no sense, if this is also a new culture, this is simply nonsense, what does Mr. say?"

Gu Hongming's voice was sonorous and powerful.

And with such behavior, the entire lobby suddenly fell silent.

Of course, this silence turned into a light in his eyes at this time.

Because it doesn't look like it's over at all.

Gu Hongming, old man Gu.

And Mr. Jingu.

The relationship between the two is clear to them.

The Wenbai controversy was first set off because of the rise of Mr. Jin Gu's great power and the refutation of Mr. Gu Hongming.

Now Mr. Gu Hongming bows down.

But these words seemed to make them feel the momentum of the mountain rain coming.

How this doesn't excite them.

Especially now that the dispute between Wenbai and Baibai has entered its peak.

As the initiator, it is also the existence of the 26th peak of the Wenbai controversy at present, and all the students can't help but bring an expectation.

And the president of Peking University hesitated.

Although there was some helplessness, there was no intention of stopping it in the end.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Jiang Chen groaned slightly, and finally did not choose to ignore it.

Now that it has been opened, then he must also speak.

At this time, the principal quickly arranged for the megaphone to come.

"Thank you!"

After taking the megaphone, Jiang Chen expressed his gratitude.

"Mr.

Gu, you must know that there will not be only one road to civilization after all, and the road through the future will not stop at one, the vernacular will inevitably be the trend of the future, of course, I do not deny the usefulness of ancient texts, he is indeed better to undertake the Chinese civilization, but has Mr.

ever thought about it? A civilization, a country wants to progress, it needs to rely on not one person, or a few people, let alone a small number of people, especially in the case that we are already backward.

"

"What we need is the power to gather the entire civilization, but how many people can we inspire in the entire Chinese civilization at present, a thousand, ten thousand, or a hundred thousand, or a million, is this enough?"

"The [advantages] of classical Chinese lie in the conciseness of the words, the subtle meaning, the beauty of the words, and the rhythm of the sound. Moreover, the characteristics of interpreting the text in the text can be not limited to one time and one place, but the [disadvantages] are also obvious: it is difficult to understand and popularize, and it is necessary to understand the meaning of classical Chinese after proper training, and it is more difficult to write classical Chinese. "

"Nothing else, Wen Yanwen, all the gentlemen present, including you and me, and even Mr. Gu Hongming, can you be sure that you really understand it completely?"

Jiang Chen's words were sonorous and extremely powerful, and they once again spread throughout the hall.

It seems that the change from speech to debate did not affect him in the slightest.

"Mr. Jin Gu's words, when it is sophistry, classical Chinese is difficult to understand, but it does not mean that it is not easy to popularize, classical Chinese, common terms, but all children who learn a few days of Japanese can understand one or two, let alone admit, may I ask, you may understand the historical records, twenty histories can understand it. "

"Classical Chinese not only inherits my Chinese civilization, but also inherits my Chinese artistic conception, may I ask, how can the artistic conception of ancient poetry be compared with the vernacular literature, Mr. Jin Gu, you have done vernacular poetry, but you think that Mr. Jin Gu's poetry can really be comparable to the beauty of ancient poetry?"

Gu Hongming snorted coldly, and his words went straight to the point.

It is true that classical Chinese is difficult to understand, but if it is not for the mystery, classical Chinese is not so difficult to understand.

Another point is that the beauty of the poetry is indeed incomparable to the ancient poetry in the vernacular.

Even when the development of later generations reached its peak, this kind of gap still existed.

Not to mention now.

"Papapapa......."

Everyone in the audience bowed their heads, and then the applause rang out with great neatness.

"Sir's words are good, but have you ever thought that we have to learn from the art of the West to control it, the science and technology of the West, the advanced of the West, how we will translate them into ancient Chinese, the classical Chinese is in the beauty, but it is less than pragmatism, what we need is to quickly spread the new knowledge of the West to 40,000 compatriots, since Mr.

is vigorously promoting Chinese civilization, and even constantly advocating ancient thoughts, he should know that there is a big problem in translation, ancient Chinese into foreign languages, foreign languages into ancient languages, this is almost impossible, can Mr.

do it.

"

"As for the beauty, the vernacular literature has just developed, and Mr. can conclude that after a hundred years, the beauty of the vernacular literature cannot be compared with the ancient literature, even if it can't, advocating the new culture is not a complete negation of the old culture, the new culture transmits science, and the old culture inherits civilization, why not go side by side with the two?"

Jiang Chen's smile was still the same, and his voice sounded again in the midst of the applause.

With the memories of later generations, he undoubtedly has a clearer understanding of ancient and vernacular texts, and he can naturally grasp the key at all times.

And his words suddenly made everyone in the entire hall fall into deep thought.

Even Gu Hongming's body couldn't help but tremble, and Jiang Chen's words naturally hit his heart.

He translated three of the "Four Books" of China, namely The Analects, The Mean, and The University, and made great achievements; and wrote English books such as "Qing Circulation" and "Spring and Autumn Dayi", and was keen to promote the culture and spirit of the East to Westerners.

Naturally, he also paid attention to the problems in translation, but he originally felt that this was the fundamental reason why Western civilization could not explain Chinese civilization.

Of course, he thinks so now, but Jiang Chen's words also made him think of the problem above.

No matter how confident Gu Hongming is in Chinese civilization, or even believes that the benevolence and righteousness of Confucianism can save the ruthlessness and destruction that arise in the competition between the weak and the strong, he believes that the traditional culture that is being abandoned by the Chinese people is a good way to save the world, and Confucianism is the essence of this culture.

But the key is that the decline of modern China is an undeniable thing, even he has to admit that if China wants to rise, it must learn Western technology, of course, in his opinion, he only needs to learn technology, and the rest is simply not worth mentioning.

It's just that in his contemplation, above the lobby, many people couldn't help but get excited again, and their eyes couldn't help but look at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen's theory from later generations deeply shocked them.

"What Mr. Jin Gu said is very true, maybe this is our road to China. "

"The new culture transmits science, the old culture inherits civilization, Mr. Jin Gu is simply talented!"

"Mr. Jingu, can you make a few more poems? "

"Mr. Jin Gu, your three-line love letter has deeply touched us, can you make a few more songs!"

The constant sound was mixed in, looking at the students who were looking forward to it, Jiang Chen's heart moved, and then he made a decision.

"You are so interested, and the contemptible people are taking the liberty to say two or three more. "

The words spoke. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

As he spoke, the venue fell silent again for a while.

Even Gu Hongming, who was deep in thought, temporarily shifted his gaze.

At this time, many people had already taken out pens and paper.

A three-line poem is enough to prove Jiang Chen's talent, and now that it is on display again, everyone can't help but look forward to it.

"If you're a fish, don't be obsessed with the sky, and if you're a bird, don't be obsessed with the sea. "[]

The sonorous voice continued to speak.

In the silence, far away, short words came in, and instantly touched everyone's hearts.

Everyone was stunned at first, then stunned, and then unsatisfied.

But it's not over yet.

Jiang Chen's voice continued.

"I don't think the future will be flat or muddy, as long as I love life, everything is expected. "

"Your return is a poem, leaving the words, and laughing at the wind and dust dare not make a time, I can eat the chaff, I recognize the coarse clothes, and I dare not be lovesick when I cook wine. "

"White tea Qinghuan has nothing else to do, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you. "

"I died yesterday night, and I was born again this morning with a warm heart!"

"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find the light. "

"The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, like the shyness of a water lotus flower that is not able to withstand the cool breeze, a cherish, a cherish, a cherished one, and a sweet sorrow in that cherish!"

Words came out of his mouth, and modern poems that were extremely familiar to modern times came out of Jiang Chen's mouth.

At this moment, all the students of Peking University, from joy, to astonishment, to dilated pupils, could not flow their thoughts.

The poems that looked simple, but sounded simple at all, came out, touching the hearts of the figures.

But Jiang Chen's words didn't stop.

He was ready to directly dump the king and bomb it.

Modern poetry does not have the beauty of ancient poetry, but it cannot withstand the accumulation of hundreds of years, but ancient poetry cannot be denied that it has begun to decline since the Tang and Song dynasties.

For Jiang Chen, although there are no extremes, he is very aware of the importance of the old culture to the entire Chinese civilization from later generations, but the new cultural movement is also inevitable.

Without the New Culture Movement, there would be no development of China in the next 100 years.

No matter what, no matter what happens, it has to be for him to get on the road.

It's for the country, and it's for the people.

At this moment, no matter who it was, their eyes couldn't help but focus on Jiang Chen's body. 627 Gu Hongming was silent, the principal of Peking University, and a famous teacher trembled in his heart.

The heart is full of ripples.

And Jiang Chen's voice lasted for a long, long time.

His poems even made people break their pens.

Below, many people are crazy about the record.

All the sounds are long gone.

All that was left of everyone was a deep shock, and crazy records and memories.

They had to remember every moment here, and they also had to remember every voice of Jiang Chen, so as not to forget it.

But Jiang Chen's words made them feel hopeless.

They didn't know how much else was in the mouth of the person in front of them, and how many voices were left that could touch their hearts.

Until, someone's notebook is full of words, and even on their arms, feet, and clothes.

Jiang Chen's voice slowly came to an end.

"Gentlemen!"

"With the arrival of a new era, China needs you, and the country needs you. "

"The battle between the new culture and the old culture should not become the main body of our nation and this country, this is just our choice, the new culture is the future, the old culture is the past, it doesn't matter if you give up and give up, we have to embrace the past, and we will always send you a song in the future. "

"The mountain road I have walked is where Xu Xiake once stayed, the pass I have walked through is the six countries that have patrolled and dare not go forward, the city tower I stopped to overlook was firmly guarded by Yu Qian, and the northwest grassland that I can gallop now is what Huo Qubing once fought for, I can still eat the braised pork that Su Shi kept holding back then, I can still drink the wine between the flowers that Taibai raised a glass to invite the moon, I can also read the flesh and blood of the predecessors after many catastrophes, and I can blurt out a sentence they used to describe their love and hatred after great joy and sorrow。 The biggest gift left by this land to our descendants should be these two things, one is history, the other is culture, the former can learn from the world, and the latter can moisten the heart.

"

"Thank you!"

The words fell, and Jiang Chen bowed deeply to everyone.

Then, before everyone could react, he had already turned around and walked towards the backyard.

stayed, and the people who were still shocked, as well as the undulating figures.

These people still echoed in Jiang Chen's words just now.

Even some of the top existences are no exception.

Jiang Chen's words were too shocking.

(4,000 words chapter, the third one, there will be one more later, and the rest is only waiting for tomorrow, so hard to write!).