The next morning, Li Han rode a motorcycle and set off.

He was going to go straight to it on a motorcycle, which would not be slower than a car.

The poetry meeting started at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and Huang Jian invited Li Han to have dinner together at noon, and Li Han agreed.

Two and a half hours later, I arrived at the last leisure club in the northern suburbs of Yinjiang City.

"Li Han Xiaoyou, welcome, welcome!"

"Huang Lao, you make me a little flattered!"

met Huang Jian, and the two exchanged pleasantries.

After the greetings, Huang Jian expressed his gratitude for the last time Li Han donated paintings. Because of Li Han's painting, their Yinjiang City Painting Association was in front of the Provincial Painting Association and the rest of the city painting associations, which can be said to be out of the limelight.

Li Han repeatedly expressed his modesty.

Subsequently, Li Han asked about some specific things about today's poetry meeting.

Huang Jian said that today's poetry meeting is a relatively large-scale poetry meeting, in addition to the city's poets and poetry lovers to participate, some poets and poetry lovers from neighboring cities will also come to participate.

Although the poetry club also has the nature of a competition, it is not a special poetry contest after all, so there is no special process and regulations, and it is mainly based on mutual communication.

Li Han nodded, people in this world generally prefer ancient poetry, and to this day, ancient poetry is still a very important branch of literature.

In addition to provincial and municipal poetry associations, there are also various large and small poetry societies across the country.

Poetry meetings and poetry contests of all sizes are also held more frequently and with many participants.

If you do well in your poems, you can become a professional poet and have your own fame and fans.

Li Han's previous two poems, "Song of the Goose" and "Compassion for Nong", can be said to be well-known in the poetry world, and Li Han is also well-known in the poetry world.

In the Internet era, as long as you make a really good poem, the speed of transmission is very fast.

The two talked as they walked, and when they arrived at a courtyard, there were many people gathered here, and it was very lively.

Most of these people came to the Poetry Society.

Although the poetry meeting officially started at 2 p.m., it was already a warm-up stage for the poetry meeting, where everyone talked about poetry and lyrics, and exchanged creative experience and skills.

There are many tables, chairs, benches, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones in the courtyard, and if you have inspiration, you can write poems and lyrics on the spot.

Regardless of the quality of the poems, they will be applauded, and everyone will comment and appreciate them.

There is a place where there are many people around, and it is the most lively.

I faintly heard someone saying, "No way, no way, no way, no way, no words!"

Then everyone in the audience was laughing.

It's not a laugh, it's a laugh that has no malice and is very happy.

Li Han and Huang Jian became a little interested, walked into the crowd, and saw a piece of rice paper on the desk written: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces, nine pieces, ten pieces, countless pieces." ”

Is this poetry?

Of course, it's a poem, at least in terms of format, but it's still missing a sentence.

But the poem is inevitably too plain.

Huang Jian saw a little bit of a sigh, and Li Han found it interesting.

Why are there these lines of poetry? After listening to them for a while, they quickly understood.

It turned out that this was a game and a joke for a few people.

How many people have discussed the theme of "snow" before, how to compose poems?

One person thought about it, picked up a pen and wrote "one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces", and then asked the person next to him to take the second sentence.

He just wanted to make a joke and liven up the atmosphere.

The people next to him could also see it, and another person found it interesting, and went on to write: "Five, six, seven, eight."

If you count one, two, three, four, then I will count five, six, seven, eight, which can be regarded as corresponding.

As soon as the second sentence came out, several people laughed at the same time, which really made the atmosphere very lively, and everyone was in a good mood.

In this case, a third person continued: "Nine pieces, ten pieces, countless pieces. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, several people laughed even more, and the laughter attracted more people to come and watch.

Everyone found it interesting to see the three lines of poetry on the rice paper and learn the origin of the three lines of poetry.

These three lines of poetry are poems, but they are not like poems. But if it's not poetry, it's a bit like poetry.

If you can add one more sentence to make four sentences, it will be more like a poem.

That's what everybody thinks.

So, another person picked up his pen and prepared to add another sentence to form four sentences.

It's just that when he was about to write, he found that he couldn't write it.

Or rather, I can't count them anymore.

From one to ten, and then the "countless pieces" came out, and I couldn't continue to count them.

So, he said the sentence just now, which is the one that Li Han and Huang Jian heard.

After everyone listened, they also found that they couldn't continue to count, and even the "countless pieces" came out, how else could they be counted?

"In the third sentence before, we should not use 'countless pieces', but 'nine pieces, ten pieces, and one hundred pieces', so that we can follow 'thousands of pieces and countless pieces'. Someone said.

After hearing this, everyone said yes, and then laughed, and they all thought it was very funny.

Huang Jian also found it interesting, and if he could follow up on it, it would be even more interesting.

It's just that he thought about it carefully and found that it really couldn't continue.

Then seeing that Li Han was also interested, his heart moved, and he said, "Li Han, Xiaoyou, can there be a way to pick up another sentence?"

Li Han was indeed very interested, and this poem made him feel a little kind, because this poem had appeared in his previous life, and it could even be said to be very famous.

I didn't expect it to take such a form in this world.

Li Han also deliberately wrote the last sentence of the poem, which can be regarded as an interesting collision in the past and present life.

Wen Yan smiled: "It's true that you can give it a try." ”

"Oh, is there really a way?" Huang Jian looked happy, and said again, "Then it's up to Li Han Xiaoyou." ”

Originally, he just tried to ask, but he didn't expect Li Han to really have a way, which made him look forward to it.

Li Han smiled, then raised some of his voice and said, "I'll give it a try." ”

After listening to Li Han's voice, everyone looked at Li Han, and they were all a little surprised, it was already clear that there was no way to continue, did anyone still want to try it?

Then their eyes lit up, and they were looking forward to it.

Since people dare to try, it means that they have already thought of how to answer the next sentence?

This makes everyone curious, the "countless pieces" have already come out, and they can continue to count?

Even if it is the next sentence of "10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,

Everyone couldn't figure it out, and they became more and more curious.

The person who was about to take the fourth sentence laughed, handed the brush that had been in his hand and had not yet put it down to Li Han, and said, "I can't pick it up, this brother, please!"

Li Han took the brush, thanked him, and then said to everyone that he was "ugly".

After that, he did not hesitate anymore, and continued under the third sentence: "Flying into the reed, I will never see it." ”

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