Su Huan looked at her sister in horror, "Are you asking me to break up with him?!"

Su Yan also looked at her sister strangely, "Do you really like that little boy, aren't you here to be with him for inspiration?"

"Well, that's right, but ......" Su Huan hesitated, her motives were really impure at the beginning, she wanted to stimulate inspiration by falling in love, collect materials, and then write a new book.

"But what?" Seeing that her sister was struggling, Su Yan stood up suddenly, "Huanhuan, you won't be slept with him, right?"

"No!" Su Huan denied, "I listen to you, if I hadn't decided to marry him, I wouldn't have gone that far with him, but I don't want to break up with him!"

Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, I understand, the love material hasn't accumulated enough, and I still have to practice it again, right?" ”

"Not really!" Su Huan denied for the second time, "I really like him." ”

"Do you have real feelings?"

Su Huan nodded, "Can I still be saved?"

"That little boy seems to be only 16 years old, and he has fascinated my sister at a young age, and his skills are not shallow!" Su Yan sighed.

Su Huan nodded hurriedly, trying her best to promote Feng Han, "Yes, he is so powerful, he can do anything, swimming, writing poems, songs, archaeology, and writing very well!"

Su Yan crossed Erlang's legs, "Then you can teach your husband and children well in the future, what else to write, you can leave the group." ”

Su Huan was unconvinced, "Do you have to be bruised by love to write a good romance?" ”

"Anyway, in my experience, the creation of literary and artistic works needs strong emotional stimulation, otherwise it can only be vulgar works that cannot arouse strong resonance among readers. Su Yan said that the head was the Tao.

"Sister, did you write it too?" Su Huan said in surprise.

"No, I got a lesson from your brother-in-law, he was kicked by his ex-girlfriend before he improved his painting realm, and then I took over, and now he is the first young painter. Speaking of her marriage, Su Yan was a little proud.

"Oh, that's it, I thought my brother-in-law came to prominence because he married you and was brought up by his father~"

"Don't listen to the old man's bragging, your brother-in-law has his own real talent and learning, what does it have to do with him, put gold on his face!"

Su Yan's head was on fire, and then she said gently, "If you really can't bear your little boyfriend, then write something else, such as thriller, suspense, martial arts, science fiction or something, if you knew that you were so easy to be eaten to death, you shouldn't have suggested that you find inspiration through love, I feel like I'm dead!"

"That's it!" Su Huan also nodded in response, "I feel that I developed his inspiration, not only created a lot of new poems, but now I am about to start writing long novels again." ”

After complaining, Su Huan stuck to her sister's stomach, "My little nephew, what should I do with my aunt?

Su Yan knocked on the girl's braincase, "My son probably hasn't formed yet, you know a fart, eh, it's time for prenatal education, turn on the TV and turn on the TV!"

……

Feng Han needs to go to Wuxian County to take a plane to Yangcheng, and then transfer to Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Greater Malaya.

After boarding the plane, he patted Luo Xiaohei, embroidered by his mother on his pants, and then posted it on the Internet.

My mother probably felt that all her needlework was done to Su Su, and she had never sewn and mended for him, which was worthy of the poem "The Wanderer's Yin", so she ruined his newly bought brand-name pants overnight.

Well, in fact, it's not a bad thing, my mother's embroidery is good, and the black Luo Xiaohei doesn't feel abrupt on the white pants.

After sending a photo, it is natural to match this song "The Wanderer's Yin", which will not be published through "Scholarly", after all, this is a Mother's Day gift for my mother.

Youziyin is a five-character ancient poem written by the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Jiao to praise mother's love, with sincere and natural feelings, and has been widely circulated for thousands of years.

When he wrote this poem, Meng Jiao was not young, he was already 50 years old at that time, and he had just obtained a Liyang County Lieutenant (equivalent to the appearance of eight or nine grades), ending his perennial wandering life, so he took his mother from his hometown to Liyang.

Feeling frustrated in the official career, the world is hot and cold, Meng Jiao is more and more emotional about the value of family affection, so he has a feeling, and does this wanderer's yin, and the title is self-note: "Welcome the mother and make it".

Although the circumstances of Feng Han and Meng Jiao are completely different, one is proud, the other is frustrated, one leaves home, and the other welcomes his mother, and emotionally it is naturally not as strong and sincere as Meng Jiao, who has been in trouble for most of his life, but the appearance of this poem touches the hearts of many middle-aged people who have a similar situation to Meng Jiao.

Although Feng Han has only more than 600,000 fans, and most of them are young people, once this poem was published, it attracted countless fans.

Twilight to Hanjiang City: I became a fan of "Decent", but I didn't expect you to be a poet!

Hou Yan's direction: Because of Feng Han's poems, I bought "Scholarly" for the first time, and now I am a little in love with classical culture, thank you Mr. Feng Han!

Three-sided relationship: This poem is not fancy, not showy, but it is touching from the bottom of my heart, I miss my mother, I want to have a home!

Gluttonous panda: I'm 60 years old, but I still can't forget the scene when I went out to study for the first time more than 40 years ago, my mother sewed and mended for me, and I am grateful to my mother!

Prodigal Homesickness: Yesterday's world was only a mother who was worthy of today's wandering song, this Mother's Day, I am very pleased, and it is a coincidence that their authors are Feng Han!

The poems are certainly moving, but there are also young people who focus on the cat in their pants.

The old dog is drunk: What kind of cat is this?

Wei You became obedient: Yes, it's like my black charcoal! Is this Teacher Feng Han's cat?

The exaggeration I gave: Auntie is so loving, and the embroidered cat is so cute!

With such a good publicity opportunity, Yan Le immediately launched a water army to introduce the cat demon Luo Xiaohei in the comment area, as well as his own clothing company and the launch time of new products.

Many big ★ retweets on the Internet commented on Feng Han's new poem, which made "The Wanderer's Yin", a catchy and excellent ancient style poem, spread quickly.

But Lu Youxi was indifferent when he saw it, this guy, there is "Only Mother is Good in the World" in the front, and "Mother's Hand" in the back, are you pouring salt on my heart, can't you do something for your father!

At the same time, Han Wu also saw this poem, and she immediately called Mei Fengchao, "Auntie, what does the poem written by Feng Han mean?

Speaking of this, Mei Fengchao was still angry in her heart, "What, I'm going abroad!"

Then she told Feng Han and Lao Han about singing and talking about going to Southeast Asia to collect style, after listening, Han Wu breathed a sigh of relief, after Feng Han's drunkenness that night, she really didn't know how to face Feng Han's younger brother.

It would be great if Feng Han wasn't at home, "Auntie, then I'll go home on the weekend!"

"Eh, what a coincidence, if I call that kid back, it is estimated that he is still in China now~" Mei Fengchao is thinking that the family can be neat.

"No, no!" Han Wu hurriedly stopped, "I saw you and my dad and Su Su, and I just met him not long ago, so I don't want him~"