Three?

Xin Yi said that it was simply trivial.

Take out your phone and write.

He wouldn't really be writing, would he?

Song Yingsi tilted her head and looked at Xin Yi, but it was still impossible to think about it, just at this time, a call came in, so she took the phone and went out to answer the phone.

Song Yingsi didn't think anything, in fact, this was originally her teasing Xin Yi, to be honest, Xin Yi was able to come up with a song "Once Upon a Time", she felt that she was already shocked.

In her opinion, three songs are almost impossible.

But Xin Yi didn't think so much.

Copy it and you're done.

Search carefully in memory.

The first one, it's you!

Xin Yi typed fast, and for a while, many people received a prompt on their mobile phones.

The star you follow, Xin Yi, is editing a Weibo.

And then there's a formal tip.

Far and Near

Is it another modern poem?

Xue Jianing happened to be looking at her phone at the moment.

There is no doubt that this Weibo quickly caught her eye.

That's all I see.

Xue Jianing told herself repeatedly.

Then as he clicked on this Weibo, Xue Jianing quickly immersed himself.

At the same time, many people also clicked on this Weibo, and then fell into the situation of this poem and couldn't extricate themselves.

Far and Near

you

Look at me in a moment

Look at the clouds for a while

I think

You look at me far away

It's very close when you look at the clouds

"Ding Dong"

Before many people could react, their mobile phones began to ring.

Xin Yi's Weibo.

It's Xin Yi's Weibo again.

Teacher Xin is crazy?

That's what most people think in their minds.

Xue Jianing was extremely excited.

Because her phone shows the titles of these Weibo posts.

"It's all modern poetry?"

It's a feast.

Thinking of this, Xue Jianing hurriedly opened a WeChat message group called "Superstar Support Club" on her mobile phone and sent a message in it.

"Teacher Xin is writing poems again and again, everyone works hard to help Teacher Xin make headlines!"

"Okay, let's go. ”

"Teacher Xin writes poems, so you have to cheer for it. ”

"No, I have to get my students to pay attention to Mr. Xin and learn his modern poems. ”

Xue Jianing knew that this was a teacher at a certain university, and I heard that he specialized in teaching literature.

Seeing that everyone was taking action, Xue Jianing was relieved and looked at Xin Yi's new poems with peace of mind.

The first poem "Far and Near" is not to be said, with a few strokes, but it constructs a very rich imagery, and those who read this poem seem to have such a shy boy in front of their eyes.

He admired a girl, but he was too ashamed to confess that he didn't even dare to make eye contact with the girl's, so he could only sneak a glance at the girl when her eyes turned elsewhere. In the hungry and thirsty watch-to-eye scarf, he sadly found that he was so cowardly, helpless, and inferior, the flame of love failed to burn the shyness in his heart, and he did not dare to let his eyes reveal the anxiety in his heart.

"When you look at me, you are far away, when you look at the clouds, you are very close", so resentful and so plain, so anxious and so hesitant.

It's really romantic.

By the way, there's a second one.

"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 little window tightly closed

My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes

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

This poem?

Love poems again?

Xue Jianing complained about how Xin Yi always wrote some love poems, while savoring this poem carefully.

Again, a few lines, but it describes a completely different imagery from the previous poem.

At the same time, the other side.

A middle-aged woman who looked like a teacher stood on the podium, surrounded by dozens of students, with a few words written on the wall.

What "study hard and make progress every day" or something, it's obviously a high school class, and it's a freshman in high school.

The middle-aged woman, who looked like a teacher, pulled out her phone and motioned for the students to put down their books.

"Today we are going to study a modern poem, a modern poem written by a modern person. ”

The teacher slowly writes a line on the blackboard.

Far and Near

"Wasn't this poem written by Xin Yi?"

"Who is Xin Yi?"

"Xin Yi, you don't know, young man in white. ”

"Who is the young man in white?"

Everyone popularized science for this student who had not yet connected to the Internet at home.

You look at me and say a word.

The teacher on the stage has just copied it at this time,

"As for this poem, although it will not be tested in the exam, of course, it is not ruled out that it may be selected into the textbook in the future, but for now, we still do it as an extracurricular development. ”

"Let's read it for five minutes on our own, and then I'll ask my classmates to answer the questions. ”

"I'll tell you a secret, I'm already asking the students to read the poem 'Far and Near', and I'll ask the students to come up and answer the questions later. ”

Xue Jianing looked at the chat in the WeChat message group and couldn't help but reply.

"Aren't you afraid that people will say that you are favoritism?"

Someone in the group immediately replied.

This teacher named Shui Lianyue replied almost in seconds, and replied directly.

"I made it clear that I was doing extracurricular activities, and what could the Education Bureau do with me. ”

"Your interest in literature starts from a young age. ”

Water Lotus Moon was speechless, and Xue Jianing was speechless.

But it's really good to think about Xin Yi's poems, to be honest, even if she chooses them into the textbook, she doesn't think it's impossible.

It's just that Xin Yi's reputation is still not loud enough.

It would be nice when Xin Yi could win a literary award.

"By the way, there is another poem that I haven't read yet, click on it and take a look. ”

"Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms"

This poem sounds like a song.

Surely it is also very good, right?

Xue Jianing continued to read.

From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person

Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world

From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables

I have a house facing the sea and spring is blooming

From tomorrow onwards, we will communicate with each and every one of our loved ones

Tell them about my happiness

The blissful lightning told me

I'm going to tell everybody

Give every river and every mountain a warm name

Stranger, I bless you too

May you have a bright future

May you have a lover and eventually become married

May you be blessed on earth

I would also like to face the sea and bloom in spring

Another such excellent poem!

Xue Jianing really didn't know how to evaluate Xin Yi.

Let's say he's smart, three such good poems, classics that can be eaten for a lifetime, are sent out in succession.

Let's call him stupid, first "The Legend of Wukong", and then participated in the folk song competition, the first original song, singing and crying countless people, which made so many classic modern poems come out.

Everyone who reads these microblogs must have the same idea as her.

Wow, Lao Tie, you can't waste your talent like this!

Before Xue Jia could figure it out, such a sentence appeared under Xin Yi's Weibo.

"If you have talent, you can bomb us like this? For your bad behavior, I just want to say, let the bombing come harder!"

"Hahaha"

"What you said upstairs is reasonable, you have the ability to continue bombing us!"

Xin Yi's reply is laid out below.

"Stinky brothers, talented, can really do whatever they want. I won't write modern poems, so I'll give you an ancient poem. ”

"Frog"

Sitting alone in the pond like a tiger,

Nourish the spirit under the shade trees.

I don't speak first when spring comes,

Which insect dares to make a sound?