Lin Haven insisted that he was a dead star if he didn't curse, and no one else could stop him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost at the last moment of 72 hours, Lin Haven gathered the value of the villain, of course, the wave of people who came to his Weibo to display the red flag was picked by him and scolded twenty or thirty of them. Especially Lan Ercheng, the signed poet of "New Wind", this guy is a bit famous, and he also has more than 100,000 fans, as a modern poet, he is already relatively famous.

It may be that he is not used to reading ancient poems, or he may not be able to see Lin Haven's name when he is young, in short, he has commented insinuating before. This time Lin Haven caused a scolding war on the Internet, and he ended up directly, Lin Haven didn't catch him scolding before, he was still addicted, and he dared to say:

"Sven swept the floor, it was an insult to the profession of a poet, and I was ashamed to be with him. What's more, several of his works have been blown to the point that there is nothing in the sky and on the earth, and it may not be true. Ancient poems and ancient words, abiding by the rules and regulations of the metrics, are originally a genre that does not conform to the times. Those old-fashioned people, holding him up so high, aren't they afraid of falling to his death?"

Lin Haven turned around directly, "I also have a modern 'poem', please taste it by the poet of Landa."

The surname is Blue

It's not green, or red

It's not purple, or yellow

It's more black and white

It doesn't have anything to do with it at all

yes

My surname is Blue."

In the following comment, there are still many voices supporting Lin Haiwen, and Lan Ercheng is also angry.

"Haha, that group of neuropoets, there is no connotation at all, and it will be a poem in the future. ”

"Yes, his surname is Blue, and he's a basketball ...... It's a ball...... What a ball!"

There are also many people who go directly to Lan Ercheng's Weibo to leave a message: "Are you happy? No, your surname is Lan!"

Lin Haiwen's slap was directly thrown on the face of modern poetry, especially Lan Ercheng's "New Wind" magazine, which also signed a number of well-known modern poets, Lan Ercheng can only be regarded as medium, and there are many people who are better than him, such as Hai Yunsheng, a professor of literature at Renmin University, who also wrote a poetry review for Lin Haiwen's "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" before, his ancient poetry attainments are very deep, but he is mainly for appreciation, he doesn't write himself, and his poetry works are all modern poems.

Lin Haven slapped it and went to others to scold him again.

Hai Yunsheng heard this from his graduate student, saying that it was Lin Haven satirizing modern poetry.

"Haha, it's written quite like it," Hai Yunsheng was not angry.

Rao Siyun, a second-year graduate student of his, likes Lan Ercheng's masterpiece "Sigui" very much, and he is uncomfortable at this time, "You also wrote a poetry review for him, this kind of person, who has no quality and no education, how can he write good poems, maybe he is really the same as that Liu Wei, looking for someone to write it." ”

There are not many people who jump out and scold Lan Ercheng, but there are many people like Rao Siyun who write modern poems in their hearts.

After Lin Haven finally saved up all the debts and sat back and relaxed, he looked back and found that Lan Ercheng had been dancing for a long time and posted several Weibo posts, but unfortunately Lin Haven ignored him, so he began to carefully consider the words and quote the scriptures, and then he scolded directly.

When the crisis above Lin Haiwen's head was resolved, he was in the mood to have a casual meal with Bian Wanrou and a few others—he was going to the other side of the capital tomorrow to learn to paint—and enrolled in a twenty-day crash course, mainly because it was cheap. If it weren't for the shorter ones, he would have wanted to come for three or five days, a week. While eating, he went to the Internet to check, this Lan Ercheng also has the title of "love poet", and has written several poems that the prime minister loves but does not meet, which is highly touted.

"Is this writing about men thinking of women, or of women thinking of men?" ...... The road of life, how can it be so cruel and bitter, that star-like girl, have you heard my sigh, O city of March, why are you crying in the spring breeze......"

Tsk, sour, in Lin Haven's view, modern poetry always lacks a little charm.

"I remember there was a poem about the same thing. Lin Haven simply went directly to Du Niang, searched for it, and sure enough, it was still such a famous work, Zheng Chouyu's "Mistake", written during the war years, his mother missed his father who was on the battlefield, and Lan Ercheng's "Thinking of Returning" was similar in feeling.

Lin Haven looked at this "Error", looked up the ancient words with a similar theme, and smiled: "Yes, if you scold such a big chase, I will also contribute a little cultural wealth to you." ”

He quickly posted a second original Weibo, which is still a long Weibo, almost 90 posts before, only the first one is original, and the back is all forwarded and scolded, which is also spectacular.

"The big poet Lan didn't seem to be very satisfied with my "My surname is Lan", so I went to study the works of the great poet, and the particularly well-known "Error" was really ...... It sucks. I want my lover to be like you, no wonder people don't want you. As a writer of ancient poetry, even I can see that this modern poem is rotten to a certain extent, so I wrote one casually, thinking that it is at least a little better than yours. Of course, as a profession, I also wrote an ancient word, which can be regarded as making you look long. Lan Ercheng"

Two poems are followed below.

"Error"

I hit Jiangnan and walked through

The face of the season is like the blossoming of a lotus flower

The east wind does not come, and the catkins in March do not fly

Your heart is like a little lonely city

Just like the bluestone streets are late

The sound of trampling is not sounded, and the spring curtain of March is not opened

Your heart is a small window closed to it

My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes

I'm not a returnee, I'm a passerby...

"Acacia"

If you don't fall asick in your life, you will be lovesick, and you will be lovesick. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying flocculent, and the air is like a gossamer.

A wisp of incense is here, looking forward to the daughter of the wanderer. When the signs come, exactly when is the light half dim, and the moon is half bright. ”

The "Acacia" of this first pronoun can be called an Internet celebrity in ancient words, especially the first sentence, which has been widely disseminated. Lin Haven found it as soon as he checked it, so he simply used it directly.

Rao Siyun was the first person to brush it out, Hai Yunsheng was reading her articles, and she sat on the side and swiped Weibo, "I'm really-, this kind of person, it's too much!"

Hai Yunsheng frowned, this female student was a little confused, she was entangled in this matter in the morning, and now she came again, "What's wrong again?"

Lin Haven actually said that "Thinking Back" is a bad poem, and he writes it casually, which is better than this. Rao Siyun was angry, and before he looked down, he replied to Haiyunsheng, "Oh, he also said that he wanted to write an ancient poem to make Lan Er grow into long eyes." ”

"Oh, what did he write?" Hai Yunsheng was a little curious, "Sigui" is a work that won the second prize in the poetry category of the National Youth Literary and Artistic Works Competition, but it is not a bad poem, if Lin Haiwen says so, I am afraid that he really has no appreciation.

"I'll read it to you, and it's the kind of thing in the morning. I walked through the south of the Yangtze River, and my face in the season was like the blossoming and falling of a lotus...... I'm not a returner, I'm a passerby. The more Rao Siyun read it, the lower his voice became, and the more he read it, the more empty his voice became, and finally he was angry.

"It's November, how did he write about March? Certainly not now. ”

Hai Yunsheng looked at her sideways, "How many months was Lan Ercheng's "Sigui" written?"

"Three-" Rao Siyun said a word, and she swallowed the rest back by herself, "No, it's too, too, too much-that-ruthless." ”

Does a face slap need to be so precise?

"Youthful spirit, youthful spirit, but still so talented. Hai Yunsheng took Rao Siyun's mobile phone and saw the ancient words below, "If you don't know how to be lovesick in your life, you will be lovesick, and you will be lovesick......"

After reading, the two teachers and students looked at each other, and there was nothing to say -- talking about lovesickness with a little girl?

Cut!

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Lin Haven posted a long Weibo, and many people were excited before they had time to read it, long Weibo, this is the first choice for apology, and the statement is necessary, it seems that Lin Haven has finally been blasted out to apologize. As a result, I clicked on it, and tsk, it had nothing to do with them.

A small number of people with a level of appreciation took pity on Lan Ercheng's face for two seconds. A large part of it doesn't understand, so of course it will continue to spray.

When Lin Haven posted this Weibo, the waiter was settling accounts for them, and he was flipping through Weibo, whether it was a few "tsk" sounds.

"What's the matter again?" Lin Qing ate the last nest head.

"You said that this group of people can't even tell the good or bad of the poems, and they dare to come out and spread wild...... Hey, wait, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm asking you today, I'm causing you trouble. Lin Haven took out his wallet and came out, "This group of people spraying me indiscriminately, they all go home and lie down for a month." ”

After saying that, Lin Haven felt a light in his hand, looked at it and didn't lose anything, shook his head, and went to check out.