"Shen Tiejun, are you writing poetry again?"

On the speeding dining car, Shen Tiejun was peeling off an egg, Zhou Ying said and sat next to Xiao Qi with curiosity, the four big and the small six people happened to fill a table, put the eggs into Xiao Qi's bowl, nodded and said: "Well, what I wrote after I came back can be regarded as a return of personal favor, Xiao Qi ate quickly, and the egg yolk was also eaten." ”

"It's uncomfortable, let the sixth brother eat. ”

Xiao Qi pulled out the egg yolk chop with a spoon, Xiao Liu glanced at Shen Tiejun, quickly picked it up with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, lowered his head and ate silently, his small eyes roamed the two of them, he didn't sleep for a long time after wetting the bed last night, and he heard the conversation between the two.

"Egg yolk is a good thing, why don't you choke and drink some porridge?"

Shen Tiejun didn't find out that Xiao Qi had a picky hobby, so he had eaten a full meal for a few months, so he pointed to the buns and eggs in front of Zhou Ying, and said, "Hurry up and eat, it's cold, where did you read the newspaper?"

"I heard what people said, when I passed by just now, there was a reading in the next car. ”

Zhou Ying took a bite of a bun, found that it was a leek, looked at the egg, it was also boiled and cracked, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice that it was not cabbage and radish, and ate it: "I'm afraid they didn't expect you to be on this trip." ”

"Then they can't think of it. ”

Shen Tiejun didn't have the desire to show off, in his opinion, the spread of the poem was a little slow, and it had been more than half a month since Wu Erjin handed it over, and it was only now that he sent it out, he wiped his hands with a handkerchief, got up and went to the waiter to settle the bill, and returned to the table.

"Comrade, read the newspaper, right?"

The conductor with a bag on his back entered the dining car, and when he saw this big family, he came to the front with a stack of newspapers, Shen Tiejun looked at the people's daily newspaper that he had bought, and quickly flipped through it, and saw a huge headline: "The 15th meeting of the Standing Committee decided to set up special economic zones in Shencheng, Zhucheng, Shancheng and Xiacheng in Fuzhou Province in Yangcheng. ”

It's finally here!

Shen Tiejun's heart fluttered, the horn finally sounded, Zhou Ying found that he was fascinated, and said, "Found it?"

"Nope!"

Shen Tiejun came back to his senses, flipped through it again, and found what he was looking for: "The motherland will not forget." ”

"This is written by the Iron Army?"

Bai Qingjuan saw Shen Tiejun's poems for the first time, she had heard a lot of them before, but she didn't have any concept, until this time, looking at the small squares published in people's daily newspapers, she had a deep understanding, but her attention was still on Zhou Ying: "Xiaoying, you can also write poems, right?"

Sister Bai laughed, she had thought about writing it before, but she didn't write it later. ”

Smiling slightly, Zhou Ying didn't have any intention of comparing, and said crisply: "It's what it was originally written, and it's all about giving new words to make me worried, and in the past two years, in order to get into college, I have thrown it down——"

"Throw it away, don't think about those non-mainstream. ”

Knowing that this old lady has a poet's dream in his heart, Shen Tiejun flipped through the newspaper and didn't see any news, so he folded it up and put it away, although the next ten years are the world of poets, but these people are not liked by the above, according to Shen Tiejun, it is a non-mainstream series, expressing dissatisfaction with the present or the past: "Everyone is suffering, the good days have come, and it is useless to howl a few times except to label yourself." ”

Zhou Ying was a little curious, but he wasn't sure where he got the confidence to say this: "It's just to express your feelings, it's not as serious as you say, right?"

"In the eyes of some, it's just an expression of feelings, a critique of the past that can't be looked back on—"

Shen Tiejun carefully worded: "But if you look at their words, they are full of negativity, pessimism and even despair, on the positive side, the appearance of this kind of poetry represents the emancipation of the mind, which is different from the invisible shackles of the past."

However, they are only good at expressing and spreading this kind of negative emotion, I don't know whether they don't want to see the beauty of the present, or they can't see it because of the problem of vision, or they are poems in the name of poetry to spread negative emotions to the public, which is not simply expressing feelings. ”

Slowly chewing the food in his mouth, Zhou Ying found for the first time that there were so many things behind the poem, and subconsciously said: "Then what do you think is the role of a poet?"

"Sing praises to the good and exhorts people to be good. ”

Shen Tiejun is a little nervous, this old lady is obviously in a period of confusion, there are too many sinisters in this world, but there is also beauty, he doesn't want to live with a source of negative emotions in the future: "I admire the poet's legacy, and I wish to have a vegetarian meal." It is recorded in "Mao's Poems - Great Preface": "The poet is also the place of ambition." In the heart is the ambition, the speech is the poem "Mao's poems" is the Book of Songs, but look at what their poems are talking about?"

Zhou Ying's eyes lit up: "Does that mean that you can also do non-mainstream poetry?"

"Huh?!"

Shen Tiejun was stunned, how could he know any poetry, now these are directly used as lyrics for poetry, shook his head and said, "No, this is really a bit difficult." ”

found that there was still Shen Tiejun who wouldn't, Zhou Ying was not surprised, she thought that this pen pal was really omnipotent, and after eating silently, she felt a little sleepy, looked up and saw that she had almost eaten next to her, and said, "You gave the money?"

Seeing that she was no longer entangled in poetry, Shen Tiejun's hanging heart let go: "I've given it, have you eaten enough? ”

"No, thank you, you're full!"

Feeling that the little belly was a little supported, Zhou Ying hurriedly shook his head, a vague thought appeared in his mind, and he returned to the sleeper to make up for sleep, and the time came to the afternoon again, and he had another meal with the Shen family, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with living with these people in the future, and the taste of the meal was almost the same.

After decades of husband and wife, Zhou Ying's hobbies and preferences are naturally in Shen Tiejun's heart, and she specially ordered some of the things she likes to eat all the way, but the Shen family has nothing to pick and choose, anyway, what the waiter brings up, then everyone picks up chopsticks to eat.

Fortunately, Shen Tiejun, who is not bad for money, still pays attention to proportion, although at this time, everyone can't wait to give each person an elbow to gnaw, plus the chefs in the car at this time are all capable, and they have a great appetite for food at the end of the day.

Of course, at the end of the day, the conductors in the dining car also had a deep impression of this family, eating dozens of yuan for each meal, spending more than 100 big customers in a day, and which restaurant they put in, they are also eye-catching.

Therefore, when Shen Tiejun came with his family in the early hours of the morning, the cook who was playing cards hurriedly put down the cards in his hand: "Young man, what do you want to eat?!"

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