Chapter 0108 Smelly
The people sitting in the audience, especially some old people, nodded in agreement, down-to-earth, and one step at a time, which is the most real. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info hype up genius, talent, etc., that is irresponsible, good for children, good for the industry.
Of course, no truth is one-size-fits-all, and I can't give such an answer. In my own experience, my initial goal was to publish small articles in the newspaper. I still remember the excitement I felt when my first article was published in a local newspaper in Linchuan. At that moment, I believed that I could also write words that people liked, and this kind of confidence and motivation inspired me to write more good works, including the later "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" and "Alone in the West Building". ”
The hostess thinks what Lin Haven said is very good, and it's almost the same, but unfortunately in the headphones, the director's magic voice fills her ears, "Let him say a few more words and talk about the specifics." ”
"Mr. Haven, I think a lot of people are very interested in your writing path, can you elaborate on it?"
"Tell me about it?" Lin Haven pondered for a moment and smiled, "Of course." The first article I wrote was posted in the emotional garden section of "Linchuan Evening News", which was the section that my father was responsible for, and it may have taken a little back door, hehe. ”
"Emotional garden? So it's about family and friendship, right?"
"Well, almost, family love and so on. My first article, called "On the Wedding Night, My Sister-in-law Refused to Leave Our Room," was about ......"
Karma?
The hostess glanced at the host, did I hear it wrong?
The male host shook his head in a daze, my mind is not very clear now.
Lan Ercheng was at the table, the one who was stabbed by him, and at this moment he was drinking a mouthful of crab roe whitebait tofu soup, poof, he didn't swallow it at all, and it all squirted out. And this bastard thing was originally directed towards a table of dishes, but in the end, the ghost turned around at an angle and sprayed all of them on Lan Ercheng's body.
Yellow, white, block, strip, lump, drop, piece, spray blue into a head and face, especially the smell, lingering.
A few of the people at the same table swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and their stomachs were a little surging.
Their table was not the only one affected, at this time, the coughing wildly, smoking tissues, swearing, and solemn Beijing City Hall suddenly became popular in the à la carte market.
"Why are you spraying me?"
"I didn't mean to, besides, I sprayed these three pieces, and I didn't spray the other ones. ”
"You're still bargaining?"
"I'm seeking truth from facts, it's you who plan to be a black-hearted dealer to trap me, and I can only pay half of the clothes if I want to pay for them. ”
Lin Haven stood on the stage, saw a grand scene with a strong atmosphere of life below, and was a little satisfied, and then looked at the villain value on his rivers and lakes interface, he had more than 30,000 before, and now he will have more than 40,000, and he will be able to exchange it when he goes back, and he feels even more satisfied.
"My first article was based on life. In fact, no matter what the subject matter of literary and artistic works, they should be built on the basis of life, we say that they come from life, and are higher than life. This "Wedding Night" is about a woman who married into someone else's family, was separated by the other party's divorced sister-in-law, and the eccentric mother-in-law, of course, there is also a husband who is in a dilemma, so he is very inactive, and he is physically and mentally exhausted and difficult to extricate himself. Its down-to-earth nature has attracted a lot of readers, especially some of our housewives, who are very touched. Many of them made a special call to the newspaper office to express their feelings after reading. What can be said is that it successfully opened my path to writing. ”
The two hosts wanted to talk on the side, as if they wanted to interrupt, but they didn't think it was appropriate. Lin Haiwen didn't care about them, and continued to pass on his scriptures and send treasures: "After writing this article, I also wrote about the fact that the junior intervened in other people's marriages, which caused regretful consequences, wrote about the infatuated woman who failed to court, and waited all her life; I wrote about the derailment of the marriage of both parties, which eventually caused the breakdown of three families, some people lost their lives, and some people were imprisoned. It should be said that they are all very popular.
It is these works that make me perceive all kinds of emotions, as written in "When is the Bright Moon", "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny", if it weren't for my previous writing experience, I would not have been able to write such words and phrases anyway. Therefore, I said, teenagers, we should not be too ambitious, but should start from perceiving life and emotions, and gradually explore our own writing hobby. Thank you. ”
Bang, bang...... There was a slight hesitation in the applause.
"Thank you, Mr. Haven, for your experience. "The male host is so stable that there is no cold scene," I believe that many people should have some of their own feelings after hearing it. ”
Hell, what can these mother-in-law and mother-in-law things have to do with "When Will the Bright Moon Exist"?
"Oh, by the way," Lin Haven was about to step down, and suddenly thought of something, "If you are specific to the special field of ancient poetry, you can also determine a small goal first, such as writing a poem like "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" first, and then pursue the level of "When Will the Bright Moon Exist". Of course, what I said above is all the words of the family, just for your reference, thank you. ”
Let's write a song like "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" first? Heh, why does it sound so bad?
Mr. Maha, who was sitting at the second table, shook his head with a smile, and said to an old man next to him, "Look, we think it's so good that there are no poems in heaven and on earth, and other children just think it's a small goal, and I don't know if I can reach the level of his small goal in my life." ”
"Haha. The old man looked at Lin Haiwen, who was handsome and repaired, "It's a good thing, let's see what his big goal is." ”
"Didn't people write "When Will the Bright Moon" be?" another old man interjected.
Mr. Maha, along with the first old man, choked.
After the modern poems are awarded, the next step is the ancient style poems. When the second prize was announced, Lin Haven and two other poets took the stage together. This time, he was more polite, let others say it first, and he said a few thanks, and the host didn't dare to pull him to talk anymore.
The last award in the poetry group is the first prize of ancient poetry, and when Lu Songhua came to the stage, there was a quiet below.
The characters of Taishan Beidou have always been awarded to the first prize of the novel group, and it is also the meaning of the end, this time breaking the convention, it was ahead of schedule.
The reason, naturally, is that Lin Haven is undoubtedly Lu Songhua's praise of "When Will the Bright Moon Be There", which can be said to be well known to everyone.