Chapter 2 Master's Sample Shi Yifeng

This is the era of false masters running all over the streets, we have forgotten the voice and smile of real masters. This is the era when the dead masters hang on the walls, and we have forgotten the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the living masters. This is the era of vicious expansion of the "big", and the "small" in the masters has long been blurred out of our field of vision. Professor Hutou's "Look, Small Samples of the Masters" returns us the real masters, fresh masters, and "little" interesting masters. The wind blows from the end of Qingping. "Small" is the source of the master, the foundation of the master.I still remember Mr. Lu Xun's "little boy hidden under the squeezed fur robe"

?This matter is the same at home and abroad.Goethe, Schiller, Heine, Beethoven, Einstein, Kant... Each of these cultural masters has its own merits. Small is not sad.The personality is small and sad.The novels written by Professor Hutou are small tastes, wisdom, and cuteness...the so-called small things see the big. Hutou writes about masters, like writing about idiots, madmen, lovers, and prodigal sons, but it does not describe the bragging of the book, the slander of the Buddha's head, and the self-promotion of climbing the dragon and the phoenix.This cutting-edge professor who is familiar with German culture is walking a path that is different from ordinary scholars.Professors who are familiar with Western culture can easily sit on the bench of the West.Professor Hutou is on the contrary. He has a deep understanding of German culture and is firmly rooted in "I am a Chinese", or more precisely, "I am a Sichuanese". It can be said that Chinese culture is on par with Western culture. Fly, Latin and German share the same color of Mandarin and Sichuan dialect. The spring rain moistens things and gently pulls Goethe Schiller to our eyes, allowing us to meet them across time and space in a half-dream and half-awake state.He restores Kant Heine, who we have long been alienated from as a god, to the acquaintances around the readers-the good man in the work unit, the weird professor in the school, Casanova in love, and the second uncle in the backyard.They are so maverick, walking flat on the clouds, but so one meter of sunshine, backstreet boys.

"Talk to the master" has become a popular slogan, which is almost synonymous with jumping the big rope and inviting fairy girls.After careful consideration, you will find that this phrase is actually very interesting. Whether the dialogue with the master is interesting or not depends on who is talking to the master.Einstein talked about e=mc2 when talking with physics people, and with musicians, he would definitely talk about the violin, and with literary youths, he probably talked about "from the perspective of relativity, which woman do you get along with?" Time flies by the fastest."There is an ad creative that allows Einstein to talk to Chinese babies. The content is: You should drink more milk powder of such and such, which is good for the brain.

Professor Hutou said that Einstein's brain is not as heavy as his brain. So, let's open "Look, the Miniatures of the Masters" and listen to the spiritual collision between the master and Professor Hutou. There is majesty, love for children, compassion, and eccentricity.The masters have become so rich, so interesting, so accessible, only because of the tiger head. In this book, the master is not like a master, and the professor is not like a professor. They put down their airs, soften their bodies, and tell you a story that makes you feel happy. This is what Hutou wants to tell you:

Masters are mortals. And mortals are the embryos of masters! (The author is the editor of "Contemporary" magazine)