"Everyone, please listen to me."
Song Mu said in a deep voice. At this moment, the voice spread. When everyone saw Song Mu getting up, as if he wanted to explain to everyone, they also stopped and turned to look at Song Mu.
Song Mu first raised his hands to everyone, then to Bai Wenxue, and then spoke.
"The learning strategy you mentioned is indeed not practical, but as Brother Gu said, if you overgeneralize, I will not be able to bear the sin."
"But if you want to learn some learning methods from me, I will definitely give you all my money to teach you."
As he spoke, Song Mu looked serious and paused for a moment before continuing.
"There are carps in the river, big and small, male and female, white carp, golden carp, Yangtze River carp, Yellow River carp, all of which are ever-changing, but in the end they are still carp."
"There are countless learning methods in the world. If we generalize them all, we will inevitably belittle ourselves."
Song Mu said to Bai Wenxue, and everyone in the audience heard it clearly and nodded in agreement from time to time.
Song Mu compared the method of learning to the division of carp. The method of learning never changes from its origin. As long as it is a method that can serve learning, it is a good method.
Everyone calmed down a little at this moment. Bai Wenxue still looked a little serious, but he was also looking at Song Mu and listened to Song Mu continue to speak.
"What I want to say more is that the thing about learning now is not to find the easy way to learn, but to get a glimpse of the subtle method of learning."
"There is rarely a one-and-done solution in the world. The so-called one-and-done solution is just a denial of one's hard work."
Song Mu said this, sighed slightly, and turned to Bai Wenxue.
"I am lucky enough to understand Yuan. If you think that as long as you learn my method, you will suffer less from the pain of studying, but you are thinking of this matter too simply."
"The method of learning is like a carp in the river, and all of you here are also like carps in the river. What you have seen and felt in your life, and the methods of learning you love, are actually all different."
Song Mu said in a deep voice. There was quite a bit of silence in the place at this moment. Perhaps it was because he saw Song Mu's serious expression, or perhaps because he heard that what Song Mu said did make some sense.
"Therefore, I feel that the method of learning is not an inherent method that everyone needs to follow, but it should be decided by each of you."
"What we need is not how to find the fastest path to learning, but how to find the best path for ourselves."
After saying one sentence, Bai Wenxue frowned immediately. At this moment, he raised his hand to interrupt Song Mu's words again and spoke.
"In your opinion, how to find the best learning method for each of us?"
Song Mu also looked at the other party at the moment, and the people around him who heard this immediately raised their eyebrows, and they all felt that the question raised by Bai Wenxue was very in line with their wishes.
Even those Juren didn't want to argue about the details of the previous studies at this moment. They just wanted to hear how Song Mu dealt with such issues.
However, some people had a twinkle in their eyes, feeling that Song Mu was quite capable, and he actually changed everyone's thoughts this time.
Song Mu smiled slightly, and his face finally felt relaxed.
If the other party can think this way, it can be considered that his purpose of saying these words has been achieved, and the problem has finally returned to the right track. As for how to explain it, Song Mu already has an idea in his mind.
"Your Excellency, can you remember the words of saints that you have read in the past and how they discussed learning?"
Song Mu said this in a deep voice. Bai Wenxue was obviously stunned for a moment, but Song Mu had already opened his mouth to explain.
"The so-called learning, Confucius said, learn and practice it from time to time; Xunzi said: Learning cannot be stopped; Zhuangzi said: My life has a limit, but knowledge has no limit."
"There are countless ways to learn, but I like one sentence from "The Analects of Confucius Shuer" the most: Be tireless in learning and tireless in teaching. Let me ask, after decades of doing this, are you still as good as when you read the book on the first day? , full of interest in learning?”
When Bai Wenxue heard these words, he lowered his eyes silently. At this moment, he lowered his head and pondered, as if he was recalling whether he had really had a clear conscience about learning in his whole life.
Many people around me were also pondering, wondering whether they were on this path of learning and whether they might get bored at some point.
When Song Mu saw everyone in this state, he struck while the iron was hot and spoke to the crowd again.
"The so-called never tire of learning, in my humble opinion, I think it is the most difficult thing in the world, but it is also one of the most rigorous ways of learning."
“There are a vast number of books in this world, and knowledge is as countless as desert sand, sea water, and stars in the sky. But when people are sleepy, angry and happy, I wonder if this interest in learning knowledge still exists from beginning to end. In your hearts?"
"If learning is already a shackles and a pain, how can we continue to do it?"
Song Mu's words were deafening. Everyone in the audience heard their expressions surge. Immediately, some people started talking to each other, with a hint of surprise in their expressions.
"Xie Yuan, but Du Sheng said that after reading thousands of volumes, writing is like a spirit. Is it also supported by interest?"
Song Mu smiled knowingly, immediately raised his hands and said.
"The words of a saint must have their own uniqueness, but we should think about whether they are always eager to learn?"
Song Mu's eyes were calm at the moment, and he scanned the people around him.
"I once expressed my feelings, and this sentence is also a famous saying of my hard work."
"Ask the canal how clear it is, so that there is a source of living water."
Song Mu said in a deep voice, and then he raised his hands to everyone again and said seriously.
"In this way, the knowledge in the brain should not be a puddle of stagnant water, but should have a clear source of water gushing out. Along with interest, not only can you learn easily, but you can also understand a lot."
Everyone's faces were a little confused, and they also asked in a daze at this moment.
"Xie Yuan, what is the source of clearness, and how can we keep our interest in it?"
Song Mu smiled faintly, then turned around, sat down in his seat again, and spread out the paper on the arranged table.
When everyone saw Song Mu's actions, they were all surprised. For a moment, they didn't know what Song Mu was going to do.
And Song Mu had already said in a deep voice.
"I am inspired by today's sentiments. All the principles I believe to be learned are contained in this poem! I also encourage you all to do the same!"
After everyone paused, they realized that Song Mu wanted to write a poem!
There was an uproar in the field, and many people stood up for a while, and several people close to Song Mu also stepped forward.
At this moment, Song Mu had already picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and started writing quickly on the paper.
"The ancients spared no effort in their knowledge, and only when they are young can they be accomplished through hard work."
"What you see on paper is ultimately shallow, but you know you have to do it in detail."
"Winter Theory"
Song Mu gave a new title to Lu You's "Winter Night Reading to Show Ziyu", and he immediately saw a large amount of literary spirit surge out of the black ink on the paper.
It just shot up into the sky in an instant!
This literary energy immediately spread out, and then continuously gathered the surrounding literary energy. This kind of vision immediately caused everyone to burst into uproar. Many students stood up for a while, with shocked expressions on their faces.
When Bai Wenxue saw this situation, he was suddenly startled. Gu Zhizhi and others who were close to Song Mu were also looking at the poems written by Song Mu.
This poem was immediately recited, and the seven-character rhymed poem reached everyone's ears, and for a while it touched everyone's hearts.
The ancients had to spare no effort in studying, and only by working hard when they were young could they achieve talent and learning when they are old.
But what you get from this is just something on paper. What you really need to do is to use practice to truly understand all of this.
Every sentence of this poem hit people's hearts directly, and everyone was shocked in an instant.
"Song Jieyuan's poem? How can you fight if you are talented?"
"Seven fights, not just eight fights!"
"Is this a poem to encourage students to study...?"
"Golden sentences, golden sentences, you can only read them on paper but you will only know that you have to practice them. Such sentences will be remembered forever in the future."
"It turns out that this is the true way to learn."
"But we were wrong. We were eager for quick success."
Many people in the venue, including scholars and scholars, sighed with emotion. The young and Confucian scholars were even more stunned when they saw this scene, and felt that their minds were clear at this moment.
They have not experienced such a profound pain of learning, and Song Mu seems to have pointed out a way for them at this moment.
At this moment, the literary energy was overflowing in the world, and several vortexes were formed. A lot of the literary energy was poured into Song Mu's body again, and Song Mu had raised his eyes at this moment, looked at the people in the field again, and spoke again.
"Everyone, this time we should explain in detail what is true application of knowledge."
