My Return to Life

Indeed, when the Qidian.com homepage hung up a banner in an unprecedented gesture to promote the crushing results of "I Want to Be Rich".

Everything is calm.

More than half were riding the wall and switching sides as early as the first hour of data came in.

The rest of the half, were either punctured to the point of withdrawing from the network, or they were planning hearts.

No matter what, Fang Nian, who spoke from the facts, didn't care much.

Fang Nian changed the time allocation plan after satisfying the requirements for the explosive update on the shelves.

The arrangement of learning has spread from mathematics to similar physics, then chemistry, and finally biology.

Chinese is open and hanging, no need to study, just have more time to read all kinds of daily news.

Although the manuscript fee will not arrive until next month, Fang Nian has already started making preparations.

There's always a little bells and whistles about something big that triggers a memory.

To avoid being in a hurry.

After eating lunch in the cafeteria, returning to the classroom, it was still early for the lunch break, Fang Nian stood in the open space behind the classroom to enjoy the cool air——

There is a ceiling fan on the roof.

Liu Yang walked over with the book in his arms and asked, "Fang Nian, are you busy?"

Looks a little nervous.

This surprised Fang Nian: "Not busy."

After finishing speaking, wait for Liu Yang's next words.

"Well, your Chinese is the best in the school, and ancient poetry and classical Chinese are also very good, right?" Liu Yang grabbed the book with his right hand and began to exert force.

Fang Nian said: "It's okay."

Liu Yang finally said: "Then can you teach me, my reading comprehension is not very good."

"Some simple poems can't understand the meaning."

Fang Nian thought for a while: "I have a suggestion, which is not very appropriate. If you understand ancient poetry and classical Chinese, it will be easier to understand the meaning at that time based on history."

"If you have time, you can read the history of Tang and Song Dynasties."

"Because Tang poetry and Song poetry will appear more often in our textbooks and exams."

It was the first time Liu Yang heard this kind of statement, and she was fascinated by curiosity, so she asked: "Then can you give me an example?"

In his previous life, Fang Nian had heard a few humorous old professors explaining how to combine ancient poetry with history.

Fang Nian thought for a while: "There is a common and simple poem."

"Reading break rolls, getting a God."

"This is a sentence from Du Fu's "A Present of Twenty-two Rhymes to Chengzhang Wei Zuo"."

"Actually, many of us didn't pay attention to who wrote this poem. I only found out later that Du Fu wrote it. I thought he was talking about someone else."

"It was only later that I found out that he was talking about himself. You know, this Du Fu, my God, is as direct as death, crazy as hell, and romantic."

"If you have a chance, you can learn about the stories between Du Fu, Li Bai, and Meng Haoran. It's very interesting."

Liu Yang was completely fascinated by it.

"I really didn't know that this poem was written by Du Fu. In Fangnian, tell me about Li Bai and Meng Haoran again?"

Pouting her mouth in a coquettish manner: "Please~"

Fang Nian: "..."

Did not see.

Girl, can you act like a baby?

A girl from a 'poor' family like you should act like a baby with action.

For example, holding the boy's hand with both hands, shaking it up and down, left and right.

At this time, apart from Liu Yang, several other girls came over.

While enjoying the cool air, he said, "Fang Nian, just talk about it."

"Yes, we want to hear it too."

Fang Nian smiled, and finally said, "Li Bai, I have something to say."

"Li Bai's self-esteem is so good that it makes you feel horrible. He feels that there is nothing in the world that he can't handle. He still believes that he has a fairy spirit."

"No one admits that he has immortal energy, but there is one person who believes it, and that is He Zhizhang.

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"He Zhizhang saw Li Bai's "The Road to Shu" and said that you are really a banished immortal."

"Li Bai thanked He Zhizhang for this sentence all his life, and he felt that only He Zhizhang was a bosom friend."

"In Li Bai's poems, there are either no metaphors or comparisons. What are all the comparisons?

"When Tang Xuanzong called him to Beijing, he felt that he could do a great job, and he immediately swelled up. Do you know what he said?"

"Looking up to the sky and going out laughing, my generation is not from Penghao."

"Look at his ghostly appearance, he is not expected to be an official, this is a living specimen of self-satisfaction."

As soon as Fang Nian finished speaking, a female classmate immediately yelled out.

"Wow!!! There is such a thing?"

"When you put it that way, I feel like it's easy to understand the meaning of the ancient poems."

"I think the difficult road to Shu may be a bit easy to memorize."

Then it was Liu Yang's turn to ask calmly: "What about Meng Haoran?"

"Meng Haoran, his family is very rich." Fang Nian said calmly, "He lived a life of joy to death."

"Before the age of forty, I read and wrote poems at home. I have become famous all over the world. I went to take the Jinshi examination."

"This man is destined, you know, for some reason, he just failed the exam."

"Then went to the Yellow Crane Tower in Wuchang and met another romantic ghost named Li Bai."

"Li Bai wrote a poem and sent it to Meng Haoran's Guangling."

Liu Yang blinked and asked: "Ah, what does this have to do with Du Fu?"

Fang Nian laughed: "Using our current words, Du Fu is Li Bai's fan, he is Chun Ye Yi Bai, Dong Ye Si Bai."

"For example, "Recalling Li Bai in Spring", "Conceive Li Bai in Winter", "Conceive Li Bai at the End of the Day", "Dream Li Bai", "For Li Bai"..."

"Then look at what Li Bai wrote?"

""To Meng Haoran", "Return to the Mountain in Spring to Send Meng Haoran", "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling"..."

Liu Yang was dumbfounded.

Other girls also feel very fresh.

"this is……"

"A love triangle?"

"But I remember that Du Fu, Li Bai, and Meng Haoran are all men, and why are they from the same era?"

Fang Nian smiled: "The prosperous Tang Dynasty, that was a great and romantic era."

"It was far behind in the Song Dynasty."

"Li Qingzhao, a poetess, has all the talents in the world."

"You are like a dream order. Last night, the rain and the wind were drastic. This poem fully expresses Miss Li's temper."

"..."

Liu Yang was ignorant, and asked vaguely: "How do you say?"

"Using it twice in a row, I just asked her maid, saying, do you know, do you know?"

Fang Nian explained: "Try to say it twice, to feel the changes in your emotions?"

Someone really said it twice: "Did you know, did you know..."

Then wow exclaimed.

Liu Yang blinked, and whispered, "Suddenly I don't want to see the world anymore."

Fang Nian said nonchalantly, "Class is over."

If it weren't for the fact that the term earthy love talk hasn't appeared in this era, Fang Nian would suspect that Miss Jie is learning this every day.

Why don't you just say a word?

Do you understand, buddy?

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After school in the afternoon, Li Annan walked with Fang Nian to the playground with a basketball in his arms.

"You seem to be very busy recently?"

"Basically I haven't attended class, I've been playing with my phone all the time, and I asked for leave yesterday, what are you doing?"

Fang Nian pretended to be serious and said, "I was thinking..."

When Li Annan held his breath and listened, Fang Nian continued.

"How can I go to heaven?"

Li Annan: "How many things do you have!"

He was ready to hear the big secret, but he didn't expect Fang Nian to say such a thing.

"Okay, I can't understand you anyway."

Li Annan had nothing to say.

When he arrived at the basketball court, he instantly became dry and regained all his vitality.

Shake that tendon.

Whether it should be said or not, Fang Nian is quite envious, men should be so strong.

Soon, the field came alive.

Fang Nian swayed the sweat of youth, vividly...

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Broken bowl.