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Chapter 493

"The tortoise may live long..."

Zheng Yuexin read it out slowly.

After reading it, Zheng Yuexin said "good" excitedly!

Zheng Simei looked at the words above and read them out slowly.

"The tortoise may live long, but it still has its end. The flying snake rides the mist, but it will eventually turn into dust. The old horse lies down, lies down, lies down..."

Because the calligraphy works are written in traditional Chinese characters, Zheng Simei still has some difficulty in recognizing some characters.

She reads it haltingly, but when she gets to the old horse lying down, she gets stuck.

The traditional Chinese character for "枥" is 櫪.

She really can't recognize this complicated "櫪" at once, and her face turns red.

"This character is pronounced 'lì'. After all, you are a college student, how can you not even recognize the characters?"

Zheng Yuexin joked with a smile, but his eyes were full of kindness, without any blame.

After hearing what her grandfather said, Zheng Simei's face turned redder, and she muttered a little embarrassedly.

"Grandpa, this traditional Chinese character is not often used, and it is not taught in college."

"Besides, Brother Hao wrote so vigorously, I was busy admiring the words, and I didn't react for a while."

Although she said so, she admired Sun Yunhao very much.

She read a few short poems, which were obscure and difficult to understand, but seemed very advanced.

She couldn't help but respect Sun Yunhao a little more in her heart.

"The star I admire is a talented man!"

She felt that Sun Yunhao was like a treasure, and she could find new shining points every time she came into contact with him.

"You are the only one who has a lot of reason!" Zheng Yuexin smiled and scolded.

Zheng Simei stuck out her tongue and continued to read the following poem.

"An old horse in the stable is still ambitious. A martyr in his old age has great ambitions. The rise and fall of life is not only determined by heaven; the blessing of nourishing and relaxing can bring eternal life. Fortunately, I can sing to express my ambitions."

The poem was signed by Sun Yunhao at the end, and a seal with his name was stamped on it.

After a hasty reading, Zheng Simei was confused.

She asked curiously: "Grandpa, can you understand what it means? I don't understand it at all."

However, Zheng Yuexin did not mean to answer Zheng Simei immediately.

Zheng Yuexin was immersed in the charm of the poem and read it back and forth for no less than three times.

Every time he read it, he seemed to be able to get a deeper meaning from the poem.

"What a good poem, a good poem..."

Especially when he read 'An old horse in the stable is still ambitious. A martyr in his old age has great ambitions', he repeated it several times.

Zheng Simei looked at her grandfather eagerly.

Seeing that he was only busy reciting the poem, she could not help but gently pull Zheng Yuexin's sleeve.

She said coquettishly: "Grandpa, please don't just recite it, tell me about it, I'm so curious."

Zheng Yuexin came back to his senses and patted Zheng Simei's hand with a smile.

She said: "Girl, Xiao Sun is very talented! There are many profound meanings in this "Turtle's Longevity". Although I am not a professional, I dare say that this "Turtle's Longevity" is definitely a classic!"

Zheng Yuexin is very satisfied with the calligraphy work prepared by Sun Yunhao for him.

In fact, in another world, this "Turtle's Longevity" does have a great origin.

It is a four-character Yuefu poem created by Cao Cao, a politician, military strategist and writer in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

This poem is one of Cao Cao's representative works.

The poem integrates philosophical thinking, generous passion and artistic imagery.

This is not only a poem with profound philosophy and life insights, but also a work of high artistic value.

For thousands of years, this poem has been passed down and even included in textbooks.

These are all test points, and they are tested in the college entrance examination!

Although Sun Yunhao plagiarized this poem and regarded it as his own "original", he can be proud of it.

But Sun Yunhao still said modestly: "Grandpa, don't, you are trying to flatter me..."

"It's not flattering, it's because you wrote this poem so well, and it expresses my heart. What a good sentence 'Old horses lie in the stable, with ambitions of thousands of miles. Martyrs are still ambitious in their old age'!"

Zheng Yuexin was still immersed in the artistic conception of this poem at this moment, and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

"Why are you getting more and more absurd? What's so good about this poem?" Zheng Simei looked at her grandfather and Sun Yunhao with a puzzled look.

She really wanted to understand the beauty of this poem more deeply.

After all, I just read it and felt that it was obscure and very high-sounding, but I didn't know exactly what was good about it.

"I suspect that my college identity is fake!" Zheng Simei said that the blame should be borne by her Chinese teachers in elementary school, junior high school, high school, and college.

"Xiao Sun, let me interpret it, and you can see if I am right." Zheng Yuexin asked with a smile.

Sun Yunhao nodded: "Please go ahead!"

He pointed at the poem and began to explain it to Zheng Simei line by line."Look at the beginning, 'The tortoise may live long, but it still has its end. The soaring snake can ride on the mist, but it will eventually turn into dust.' This means that even if the tortoise has a long life, it will still have its end. The soaring snake can fly on the mist, but it will eventually turn into dust."

"This is actually a sigh. Everything in the world, no matter how magical and powerful it looks, cannot escape the cycle of life and death, and there is a time when it will end."

Zheng Simei opened her eyes wide and listened very attentively, nodding from time to time to show that she was listening carefully.

Zheng Yuexin continued, "Look at this 'Old horse lying in the stable, with ambitions to run a thousand miles. The martyr is in his twilight years, but his ambitions are still strong'. It means that although the old horse is old and weak and can only lie beside the manger, it still has the ambition to gallop a thousand miles away in its heart."

"It's just like those ambitious people. Even in their old age, their ambitions and passions have not diminished at all, and they still want to achieve great things. Grandpa likes this sentence very much."

While speaking, Zheng Yuexin glanced at Sun Yunhao, his eyes full of praise.

Although he is now in his 80s, he doesn't admit that he is old at all.

Every day he sings a few sentences and moves a few times, and he is full of energy.

Just like the old horse mentioned in this poem, although he is in his twilight years, he still has ambitions.

Zheng Simei said thoughtfully: "Oh, Grandpa, I understand. It means that no matter how old you are, you must have ambitions. You can't do nothing just because you are old and give up pursuing your dreams, right?"

Zheng Yuexin smiled and nodded, and continued: "That's right. Then, the two sentences "The time of prosperity and decline is not only determined by heaven; the blessing of nourishing and relaxing can bring eternal life" mean that the length of a person's life is not only determined by heaven. If you can pay attention to maintaining your body and mind, maintain a good attitude, and practice health preservation, you can also prolong your life."

"This tells us that although some things seem to be destined, we can also influence some results through our own efforts."

Zheng Simei's eyes lit up: "Health preservation and destiny are in our own hands?"

She never thought that the last few sentences of the poem actually talked about this truth, which was amazing.

Zheng Yuexin finally pointed to "Fortunately, I sing to express my ambitions" and said: "If I interpret the last two sentences correctly, it is a kind of emotion. I feel very fortunate to have expressed my thoughts, emotions and ambitions about life, so I say "Fortunately, I sing to express my ambitions with this poem."

After speaking, Zheng Yuexin looked at Sun Yunhao and asked: "Xiao Sun, do you think my interpretation just now is correct?"