It is said to be a small seminar, but in fact it is more of a gathering of old friends, talking about poetry and gossip. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 After all, some of these poets, connoisseurs, and critics are in the capital, and some are in other places all year round. Lu Songhua asked Lin Haven to participate, and more importantly, let him meet the people in the industry, which meant to lead the way a little bit.

A few old gentlemen chatted, and the young ones could only listen, but it made Lin Haven worry about the revelation, and it didn't happen.

"Speaking of which, I went back to my hometown this year, and it was really different, except for the accent that was somewhat familiar, everything else has changed. Mr. Maha from a well-known writer, made a big drama of pursuing true love, talked about Lin Haven's "Mistake", and then Sigui, from Sigui to homesickness, he is also quite emotional, "I went out to study at the age of 17, and I have been in a trance for 50 years. ”

Lu Songhua nodded, and suddenly glanced at Lin Haiwen, "Mr. Xiaolin doesn't have such feelings, right? It's not like us old men, sitting down is sad and sad, sitting and nostalgic, it's not interesting." ”

Lin Haven looked at such a row of gray-haired old men, and turned his head to look at him in unison, which was really a little flustered. In the entire small hall, in addition to him, there are four or five slightly younger ones such as Tan Qichang, and they are basically the descendants of several old gentlemen. After all, he was the only one who won first prize in the poetry category this year.

"How can it be, the young man who left home and returned to the eldest child, the local accent has not changed, and the sideburns have declined, it is human nature. Haven may be young, but he can feel it. Lin Haven denied it again and again.

Mr. Maha straightened up and sat up, "When I left home and returned to my hometown, my hometown voice has not changed, and my sideburns have declined? Where is this poem, your new work?

Uh, it came out as soon as he slipped his mouth, and Lin Haven was also a little blind, but nodding his head had become a natural action, "Yes, I got such a sentence, and it doesn't become a poem." ”

Mr. Maha nodded lightly, "Boss, the sideburns are declining, yes, if you go back, you will be an old man in his sixties, and the hair on the temples, not to mention that it is sparse and falling, will wither and clean." Good poems, good sentences, Mr. Kobayashi, it seems that this small character can no longer be used, with this understanding, it is really the same age as us. ”

"Come on, come on, we are also very lucky today, we have such a good sentence from Mr. Kobayashi, why don't we all think about it, how about the dog's tail continue to mink?" A scolding is a group of people, today it is said that the style of writing poetry is not correct, and tomorrow it is said that the writing of articles is cunning, in short, the offended people have gone to the sea, at this time, it is amiable and amiable, "One day it spreads, it is also a good story." ”

Lu Songhua nodded at him, "We old men, if we don't pick it up well, won't our faces be dull?" I cherish this old face very much, or let a few young people try it in two couplets, this poem, I think, after all, Mr. Xiaolin himself still has to come, and others, I'm afraid they won't be able to catch this sentence 'The young and the old man who left home and returned to the eldest child, and the hometown accent has not changed and the sideburns have declined'. ”

The so-called young people he called are naturally Tan Qichang and a few of them. The youngest here must be in his forties, not a few years younger than Lin Zuodong.

"It's really not easy," Tan Qichang, as a disciple of Songhua in the old continent, was naturally the first, wiped his forehead, and sweated a little, "You have to think about it." ”

The old men were not in a hurry, and started to talk with Lin Haiwen.

"That little girl today is your little girlfriend, right?" Qi Hui asked the driver to send him back first, he had a relationship with CAFA, and he couldn't let Lu Songhua go to Chinese opera to find a relationship with Qi Hui again.

Lin Haven shook his head, "It's a high school classmate, so I just had the opportunity, so I took her to see and see it." ”

"Oh, it's just when the peach blossoms are about to bloom, half-revealing and half-smiling. ”

"I don't know what the concubine is, and the stone doesn't smell the flowers. ”

"Hey, you old guys, you don't understand today's young people at all, people just love such a mouthful, false and real, true and false, like near and far, like far and near, this is the fun of free love. Those of us who were looking for it at the beginning were all revolutionary partners, and we went to get the certificate after knowing each other for three days. ”

"Lao Xiao, are you so fast? I was also in free love at the beginning, unlike your group. ”

"Tsk. ”

Lin Haven can't stand it, it's hard for him to be thick-skinned enough, otherwise he will definitely not be able to withstand these old men, half-literate and half-white, a few lines of poetry at every turn, all of them are affectionate and lovely, ambiguous and difficult, it can be seen that they have had a sullen time.

"Qichang, how is it?" Mr. Maha looked at the time, "no matter how long it is, you can only enjoy it later." ”

Tan Qichang coughed twice, "I got a sentence in a hurry, read it to everyone." When the young and the eldest go back, the country accent has not changed, the sideburns have declined, and the eaves corner suddenly hears the chicks chirping, and the old mud has added a few new times?"

Lu Songhua didn't speak, his disciple. The other old men were unkind.

"Reluctantly pick it up. ”

"It's really a continuation of the mink, haha, Qichang, don't be angry, such a sentence can't stand Mr. Kobayashi's first couplet. ”

"It's still okay, but the mood is a little lacking, I think you have to answer a few more words later. ”

Tan Qichang waved his hand again and again, "Let Mr. Lin come by himself." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone stopped, and those who hadn't come up with it yet were also relieved, and hurriedly looked at Lin Haven.

Lin Haven hesitated slightly, but he was not hypocritical, and directly read out the last two sentences, "When the young man leaves home and the eldest returns, the hometown accent has not changed and the sideburns have declined;

Everyone tasted it carefully a few times before nodding silently, especially Mr. Maha, when he returned to his hometown, he didn't see the swallow's nest, but it was really those children, and they didn't know any of them. Come to think of it, they will definitely ask who this old man is in private.

"Reasonable, good poetry. ”

Lu Songhua patted Mr. Maha on the shoulder, comforted his old friend, and went to see Lin Haven again, "What about the name of the poem? Have you thought about it? I didn't expect that such a good poem could come out at this party. ”

Lin Haiwen had an idea, "This poem was also born because of Mr. Maha, so I made one, and you can also help me take a look, it is called "Gift to Mr. Mahaju's Homecoming Doll Book", how about it?"

"Oh, gave it to me?" Mr. Maha's face was pleasantly surprised, and several old men were a little envious, this is really a thing that will leave a name in history, "Okay, I think, how about adding an old friend? ”

"Gift to Old Friend Maha Homecoming Doll Book" appeared in this world like this.

Several old men were very interested, and they dispersed after everyone persuaded them, and Maha took Lin Haven with one hand, and he must have time to go to Xijing as a guest, and he swept the bed and waited.

When he got home after such a toss, it was almost half past 12 o'clock in the evening, and after packing up the documents and materials, he didn't even have time to exchange the value of the wicked, so he fell into the quilt.

……

"Mom?"

"Aren't you going to sign up? Why haven't you gotten up yet? It's past nine o'clock. ”

"Well, don't worry, what are you doing?"

Liang Xue on the other end of the phone didn't seem to be calling for this matter at all, and directly threw away the topic of registration, "I said son, that girl from the Qi family, have you started it?"

Where did you hear this black talk? After opening a small shop, Liang Xue's vocabulary is getting richer and richer.