When the car arrived at the Black Dragon Pond studio, Lin Haiwen got out of the car and paused: "You don't have to pick me up at night, you can go back to the company." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Oh. Fu Cheng was a little nervous, giving Lin Haven the job of driving, that is all face, he now has a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan, 14 months, plus a New Year's bonus, more than 300,000 yuan - this salary, in fact, also includes a security part, after all, Fu Cheng is not simply a driver, but also accompanies him to fly all over the sky and guard. Lin Haven is still thinking about giving him a raise.

So for him, this job is the capital for him to settle down in the capital, and there is no room for loss.

"Ahem, boss, I actually understand you. ”

"......" Lin Haven trembled, and his face forcibly remained stable: "Okay, thank you, you can go back." ”

Fu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and drove away.

Lin Haven walked into the studio with stiff steps, and let out a long breath, I understand you, I understand you, you ...... My God, for the sake of money, Fu Cheng, don't you even want your soul? He sighed, even he thought so, it is not surprising that people on the Internet would comment like that, but he does think that along the way, it is not true that he has not been harmed, there is a wicked person who can adjust his mood, it is his own business, and others don't know, how can he say that?

Isn't it?

Not angry!

The more I think about it, the more angry I get!

He reopened Weibo, squinted his eyes, and simply reposted his Weibo, typed it again, sent it, and then turned it off - he still had to work hard in the studio to polish his skills, and he didn't have the time to pay attention to the idlers on the Internet.

The idlers saw that the great god was updated again, this time it was not a long Weibo, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yesterday's feelings, sudden poetry, post a new poem, and encourage everyone, don't compromise in the face of suppression, don't be sad, understand your own aspirations, but also understand today's suffering, which is the food for tomorrow's success. It must be known that the edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

Bamboo and Stone

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks.

Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. ”

Comment below, the atmosphere has changed:

"Speechless, I can only say: good poetry, good poetry!"

"Could it be that the great poets of ancient times wrote such great poems under such circumstances? This makes me feel a little complicated when I study poetry. ”

"I can't do it, hahaha, I can't do it, hahahaha, you guys are messing with Lin Haven, how can you mess with him. If you say that the transcript is nonsense, he will post a bittersweet essay that touches the heavens and the earth, and if you say it again, he will send a new poem to do it...... If you still say that he's going to publish a book next, he's going to publish a book. Please, stop talking about him, bow to the cheeky guy. ”

"Keep your head down!"

"Bow your head!

"Please spare my life! It's my mistake, it's my narrow-mindedness, it's my ignorance. ”

"There are a lot of them, so don't worry about me. ”

……

At the regular meeting of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Lu Songhua's hearty laughter resounded throughout the conference room - he has been in poor health, which is really rare.

"You old Lu, you don't take care of him well. Qu Heng personally presided over the meeting, and the content of the discussion was more important, and the 75th anniversary of the founding of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles was regarded as one of the most important junctures during Qu Heng's tenure. The Chinese Federation of Literary and Art Circles was established earlier than the country, and a year before the founding of the country, when the situation was basically settled, the boss at that time established this organization in his own territory and began to build momentum, so it was older than the country.

This kind of celebration every five and ten is very important in China, Qu Heng will definitely not be able to do the 80th anniversary, this 75th anniversary is an important platform for him to take stock of his actions during his tenure. Therefore, it is reasonable to say that the Federation of Literary and Art Circles itself is very active, and even senior vice chairmen like Lu Songhua have been pulled over for several meetings.

"How do I manage it? How can I manage it? You are the leader, you don't care. ”

"How dare I care about your students. Qu Heng was also joking.

There are many old people in the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and it is impossible to do that kind of thing by holding a meeting for a few hours in one go, otherwise after one meeting here, there may be several memorial services next. So you have to take a break for a while, an important meeting has to kill the whole day, and the conference hall is also a big sofa, which is different from the kind of round table and hard bench. When they were resting, there were more trendy masters who flipped through Weibo, talking about Lin Haven's ups and downs in the past two days, and also saw his latest Weibo, and showed it to everyone.

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. Dean Jiang of CAFA was also present and tasted the poem: "It's not bad, it's really good." I remember that Haven had written a poem called "Lime Moan" before, in which thousands of hammers were carved out of the mountains, and the fire burned as if it were idle. Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. It was the time when the "South China Weekly" was rectified, right? These two poems are very similar, and they are both masterpieces of clear aspiration, and they will surely inspire countless people. ”

Dean Jiang smiled and shook his head: "It is said that Lin Haiwen writes less poetry now, but this shot is still earth-shattering, and it is not okay to accept it." ”

Qu Heng has nothing to do in front of these people, and when he heard Dean Jiang say this, he also commented on two sentences: "This poem is good, there are not a few people who have written bamboo throughout the ages, but they don't write about the clarity of bamboo, don't say that bamboo is empty, don't praise the uprightness of bamboo, and only talk about its fortitude, which is rare." Haiwen's poem is unique and thoughtful. Look at this word 'bite', full of strength, thousands of blows, southeast and northwest, great courage, stronger determination, Lao Jiang is right, not ordinary.

However, I think the two sentences he said before him are more meaningful. ”

"Oh?"

Several people didn't notice it just now, and just read the poem, and then went to see it.

"The edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of the plum blossom comes from the bitter cold. ”

"Wake up to the world. Jing Tao, president of the Poetry Association, patted his thigh lightly: "This is indeed amazing, Mr. Lu, you are a student, your talent is almost full, and a casual remark is a wake-up call, which is amazing." ”

A group of Taishan Beidou of the Chinese literary and artistic circles, came and went, praised and praised, and then everyone suddenly stopped, silent for a while, and looked at each other.

"It's the person who wrote it, it's a little wrong, isn't it?" or Lu Songhua himself, as Lin Haiwen's mentor, said everyone's heartfelt words.

Whether it's a poem or a warning to the world, it is all a person who has suffered a lot of hardships, and the voice of a firm heart and a clear determination can have anything to do with Lin Haven, a person who is proud of the spring breeze and has seen all the Chang'an flowers in one day?

"It's strange that Haiwen is young, and every time profound poems come out, it seems that there are thousands of hills and valleys in his heart. Qu Heng finally commented, which can be regarded as erasing this embarrassment, forcibly profound, and the big guy returned to the topic.