The Confucius Institute is located on the UCLA campus, with no doors and is very open, but outside the normal scope of activities of Confucius Institutes, a banner is pulled. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Warmly welcome to the Confucius Institute in Los Angeles. ”

As soon as Su Yu, Princess Changqing, and Princess Xiaoxiao got out of the car, they saw this banner.

"Who is so unserious, why is the banner written like this? and I am still here, what era have I returned to? Su Yu smiled, and then changed his style: "The greatest poet of this century, Nian Nujiao, should be written, and the most important adjective is missing." ”

"Haha, I'll ask the staff to change the banner and add the adjective later. Princess Changqing and the little princess didn't speak, and a man in his fifties walked out from the side, very hearty, and he was followed by a group of old and young.

Su Yu was puzzled, who is this person.

Princess Changqing stretched out her hand and introduced to Su Yu: "This is Luo Jialong, the director of the Confucius Institute in Los Angeles, and he is also the vice president of XX University in my country. ”

"Hello, Dean Luo, look up for a long time. Su Yu took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with Dean Luo.

"Haha, I am the real long-admired name of Nian Nujiao, knowing that Nian Nujiao recently came to our Confucius Institute, I specially rushed from China to wait for many days, just to wait for such a day. The hero is a young man, Nian Nujiao is worthy of his reputation, he is a talent, and he has a strong literati atmosphere, so he really rushes to the face......" Dean Luo said with a smile, saying a little literati.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, what, Dean Luo, let's jump out of the book first, lest others think that the two of us sneaked out of the hospital and want to arrest us back. Su Yu wanted to let go, but Dean Luo kept holding on, Emma, it's okay if it's a beauty, don't be so enthusiastic.

After the greetings, Dean Luo introduced the people around him to Su Yu.

All of them are well-known Chinese in the United States, both young and old.

is either the president of a certain Chinese association in the United States, or the founder of a certain organization, although some of them are not engaged in literature-related personnel, but they all love the country and Daqin culture.

One by one, they have long admired the name of Nujiao, and they have come from all over the country.

In the Confucius Institute, all classes were suspended today, and there were programs and activities, and the courtyard was full of students, students from other schools, and even members of the community.

These activities are mainly aimed at foreigners or Chinese who are new to learning the Daqin language, and recreational activities such as filling in the blanks with idioms and guessing word puzzles.

The question is a piece of cake for the pure Daqin people, but it is more challenging for Chinese and foreigners who have just learned Chinese, or who have not studied for a long time.

When Su Yu entered, many Chinese and foreign students were alarmed.

Many people are new to learning Chinese and don't know much about Daqin culture, but they have heard that there is a big figure in Daqin today, which can be described as a figure standing at the pinnacle of the contemporary Daqin literary circle.

I heard that this person was very talented, and everyone was curious.

Su Yu saw a lot of Chinese who came to the United States to seek their dreams in the early days, and now they are old, but they never forget the motherland, unfortunately their parents passed away and were buried in their hometown, their children and grandchildren are here, compared with people, they can only choose to continue to stay with their children and grandchildren, just hope that when they are old, they can cross the ocean and be buried back to their homeland.

The choices they made when they were young made them regret most of their lives.

This pain only intensified in the middle of the night.

Looking at the gray-haired Chinese around him, Su Yu saw the longing for his hometown in their eyes.

Young and ignorant, disgusted with their parents, and when they are getting old, they find that the love of hometown lingers, since they were born, running on that land, it is destined to be the imprint of their life.

"I'll give you a poem. Su Yu didn't have much affection for the Chinese who came to the United States to dream of making a fortune, but seeing that they were already dying, he missed his homeland so much, and said with a slight sigh in his heart.

The old Chinese present were excited.

Poetry doesn't come just as it is, although they know that Su Yu is famous, but since they saw Su Yu, they haven't shouted for him to compose poetry.

It's okay to let others say that you come to pee, others don't sprinkle much, and when you don't need to call, the other party will go on their own.

Su Yu planned to write this poem with a brush, but Dean Luo hurriedly called someone to wait for pen, ink and paper.

The people who could come around were all respected old Chinese, and their eyes were glued to the pen and paper in Su Yu's hand.

"Homesickness. ”

Su Yu used a softer font, not that kind of strong and domineering, because it did not conform to the content of the poem.

As soon as these two words came out, many old Chinese eyes lit up, and they all said that Su Yu was the best at writing poems for others, whether it was scolding or giving people sincerely, they were all famous poems through the ages.

Look at the title of this poem, it was written for these old Chinese, and everyone is looking forward to it.

"When I was a child,

Nostalgia is a small stamp,

I'm on this end,

Mother is over there. ”

As soon as these lines of poetry came out, someone's old Chinese eyes immediately moistened.

Su Yu really wrote for them, and wrote about their experiences and voices.

At this moment, the scene when they first came to the United States came to mind, when the telephone was far from being so popular, and it was difficult to make a phone call, and home letters were the most commonly used means of contact.

"When I grow up,

Homesickness is a narrow ticket,

I'm on this end,

The bride is on that end. ”

Many old Chinese people couldn't help choking up when they saw this, at that time, many people came to the United States alone after getting married, thinking that this is paradise, come to pan for gold, and go back after making a lot of money.

But it backfired, where is heaven here, shootings, drugs, underworlds, sexuality...... It's flooding, and it's clearly hell here.

"Later,

Homesickness is a low grave,

I'm out there,

Mother is inside. ”

At this point in the poem, some old people who thought they would never cry again cried out loud.

The most sorry thing in this life is my mother, who worries and worries my mother for a lifetime, and finally my mother is left alone.

My mother's grave has not been tended to this day, and the weeds are not a few feet high.

In fact, what they are most concerned about in their hearts is not the motherland, but the mother in the motherland, who is lonely and watches for the return of her children every day......

"Poof. ”

An old man knelt on the ground and kowtowed to a middle-aged man.

"Dad, you...... Don't scare me, you ......" The middle-aged man was frightened and hurriedly helped the old man up.

The old man cried bitterly: "Don't help me, dad beg, after I die, I must send me back to my hometown and be buried next to my mother, she has worked too hard all her life, I am not filial, woo woo ......"

The old people couldn't cry silently, and many old people couldn't help themselves, and there was no one who didn't cry.

A lot of young people are infected and their eyes are moist.

"And now ......"

After these three words came out, Su Yan couldn't write anymore, and was moved by the old man's thoughts.

"Dad, I promise you, I will definitely fulfill your wishes, I will not perfunctory you. The middle-aged man wiped tears from his eyes. (To be continued.) )