"Lao Lin, I brought you your package. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Hu Lijuan threw the things in her hand on Lin Zuodong's desk, "Did you buy a book? or a magazine?

Lin Zuodong was discussing with an editor about revising the manuscript, and when he heard Hu Lijuan's words, his eyes seemed to be lit like a lantern.

"Ahem," Lin Zuodong picked up the package, as if unintentionally, and turned the side of the written list towards Hu Lijuan.

Sure enough, the eyes of the women in the office are very good, and Hu Lijuan saw the sender at a glance: the distribution department of "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi".

"Yo, Editor Lin Da has been very good lately, and he looks like ancient poetry?"

"Sister Hu, what is it? "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi" or "Poetry Magazine"? Didn't we subscribe to both of these books?" a young editor was quite curious.

Hu Lijuan leaned over and looked at it again, ""Ancient Poetry Guanzhi" is a first-class journal of our editorial, right?"

"Brother Na Lin may want to study hard alone, and post a few articles, and praise the senior editor next year. ”

There was laughter in the office, and it was sent to the "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi"? Sensei said that the cultural edition of the "Linchuan Evening News" is all about stories and emotional mouths, that is, the "Jiangnan Daily", except for columnists, few of its own editors have this ability.

Lin Zuodong was laughed at, not happy at all, and waited until everyone's voice was lowered, he took a knife to cut the package and took out the periodical, "It's my stinky boy, who sent two poems on it, saying that it was more than half a year in advance, and it was put in this issue, but I didn't expect it to be true, hehe." ”

"Your stinky boy, isn't it just-what?"

Hu Lijuan's voice is like the conductor's stick, from the height of the big ~ leg, it suddenly rises to the top of the head.

"Haiwen posted a poem on "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi"?"

"That's right, two, an ancient poem, an ancient word, it seems to have been rated as a first-class work, I don't know if it's true, I haven't seen it yet. Lin Zuodong said lightly, God knows that he has confirmed several times with the editor of Gu Xiaohai on the other side of the magazine, and he still pretends not to know much at this time.

Several editors had already pounced, and as soon as they grabbed it, the two sample magazines flew away from Lin Zuodong's hands.

The cover of "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi" is very classical, white coated paper, the characteristics of ink painting, the background is the silhouette of the great poet Liu Mu, the four words "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi" are written by the founding general ~ Li inscribed, and the line of the dragon and snake has always been the symbol of this periodical.

I didn't say it, but it was high-grade at first glance.

"New sentences through the ages, contemporary coquettishness"

Eight words and two columns are written on the cover, which is obviously the theme of this issue.

"Tsk, what a big tone," the young editor is also a graduate of the Chinese Department, and is no stranger to "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi", but he has never seen such a high evaluation.

The journal was quickly turned to the pages of "New Sentences Through the Ages, Contemporary Coquettishness", and ho, "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi" took out 10 pages to put these two works. The text occupies one page each, and there are also judgments and appreciation of various famous artists, more than ten long and short articles.

The first person to break into the eyes of young editors was not the original poem, but the name of a poetry connoisseur -- Lu Songhua, head of the Chinese Department of Beijing University, and a leading figure in the domestic literary and art circles.

The eight words "new sentences through the ages, contemporary coquettishness" were taken out of Lu Songhua's comments, not the fixed words of the magazine.

From the rich imagination used by the poet, we can perceive that it shows a complex emotion from being alone but not alone, from not being alone to being alone, and then from being alone but not alone. The whole poem is in the form of a monologue, self-reliant, self-defeating, self-reliant, and the poetry is undulating and pure nature. In particular, the couplet of 'raising a glass to invite the bright moon and forming a trio of shadows' can be called strange and ancient, and the momentum is magnificent. The last couplet "Eternal Knot Ruthless Travel, Phase Miao Yunhan" is even more immortal relics......"

"When is the bright moon", Mr. Haven's words, can be called 'new sentences through the ages, contemporary coquettish', in terms of artistic achievements, the whole article is strangely conceived, the path is unique, very romantic, the style is ancient, a wash of the tactful state; from the aspect of performance, the first half of the word is written vertically, the second half is horizontal, the upper film is strategic, and the lower film is ...... peaks and loops."

Mr. Haven?

"Brother Lin, this, these two songs, just-?" The young editor felt that the words in his mouth were a bit of a crack, and he couldn't say anything wrong.

"Yes, these are these two songs, I didn't expect Mr. Lu to give him a very high evaluation. ”

Lin Zuodong felt that he was about to break his work, and he couldn't help it, and the dilation frequency of his pores accelerated a lot.

......

Beijing, Editorial Department of Poetry Magazine.

"What about the new issue of "Ancient Poems"?" As soon as the editor-in-chief went to work, the first thing he did was to read the new issue of the brother journal. On the one hand, it is necessary to jointly cultivate poetry lovers, after all, poetry is a niche culture, and if the cake is gone, there is still a use in the nest. But at the same time, the competition between the two sides is also extremely fierce, after all, the stall is so big, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

However, the editor-in-chief of the poetry journal is still relatively comfortable, and since he took office, he has gradually been able to keep pace with "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi". After all, "Ancient Poems" is older and more popular, and it is not easy to do this.

The editor-in-chief does not have a secretary, of course, it can also be said that the entire editorial department is his secretary, such as Hu Weili, who is responsible for sending several new key literary and artistic journals to the editor-in-chief's desk today.

"Put it on your table. Hu Weili said funnyly, "Ancient poems are getting worse and worse, and today when I look at the cover, I have typed the theme of 'new sentences through the ages, contemporary coquettish'." I don't know, I thought Liu Mu was resurrected and submitted to them. ”

"Haha, really? I'll take a look. "The editor-in-chief is very happy.

The leader was happy, and Hu Weili was also happy, he received a few good manuscripts in the past two days, and he hurried to settle them, and after being busy for about ten minutes, he heard the editor-in-chief calling him.

"Xiaohu, Xiaohu. ”

"Oops, what's wrong?"

"Come and see, come and see, is this the sentence that you said last time, Linchuan. The editor-in-chief pointed to the couplet of "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" to Hu Weili, "Isn't this plagiarism, I don't know where I saw it in advance, and said that he wrote it himself, but fortunately we didn't ask for it, otherwise it would be a big trouble." ”

"No wonder, I said how could he write as a high school student. ”

Hu Weili was excited for a while, and took over "Ancient Poetry and Views", "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date, raising a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio...... Yes, yes, that's it, which master wrote it?

"Isn't it a name? I haven't heard of it. ”

"Lin—Lin Haven?"

Hu Weili's eyes are about to fall out, with the same name and surname?