Jiangnan Yanyu looked at Xu Xing's hand, and he asked, "Xu Da, wouldn't what you have in your hand be a poem written by Maomao's father?"

"No, these two are suicide notes too. In the past ten years, after going to work in the first month of each year, the High Bureau will take back the suicide note of the first year and write another one to me. There are three here, one was written for the last time last year, one was written to me for the first time when I was his deputy captain, I said I couldn't find it, I didn't give it to him, and the other one was given to him, there was a temporary task, and he forgot to take it. ”

Xu Xing gave Jiangnan Yanyu all the two suicide notes in his hand, and asked strangely, "Does Gao Ju like to write poems very much?" I only knew that he liked to write poems to Maomao's mother, but I didn't know that he would write poems seriously. ”

Jiangnan Yanyu was not in a hurry to read the suicide note written by Gao Yi, he turned to face the computer, put the three suicide notes together, and then quickly clicked the mouse, "Xu Da, you come to see the poems he wrote, it is indeed quite level, I am ready to wait until the script is written, and immediately help him sort it out and publish a collection of poems."

This "Shepherd Boy" should be his early work, with sincere feelings, fresh and natural, and very innovative. ”

Xu Xing got up, sat on the edge of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and read the "Shepherd Boy" written by Gao Ju.

Shepherd Boy

When I came back from my hometown, I had a dream

Walking into the dream/It turned out to be a shepherd boy in twos and threes

The mountains are hazy / the trees are hazy / the fields are hazy

What is not hazy / is the smiling voice of the shepherd boy

The shepherd boy of the hometown / the hometown has such a high sky

There are such long ridges / there are flowers purple and red

There is also a vast lushness

Why do you ride a cow

Wandering into my dreams

I've ridden the cow too / basking in the fields / in the crisp morning breeze

I've also broken / Countless dewdrops, countless crystal dreams

Shepherd Boy / Shepherd Boy of Hometown

You guys / Why are you still riding a cow / Wandering into my dreams

The date of payment was revised in 1991.

Xu Xing said, "People who haven't herded cattle can't write, Gao Ju said that he often went to herd cattle after school when he was a child." ”

Jiang Nanyanyu said while moving the mouse, "He writes a wide range of things, the same tone is sunny and positive, but the style is very different."

If "Shepherd Boy" is like an idyllic song, if you look at this song "The Desire of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River", then there is the heroism of going to the east of the great river. ”

The Desire of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River

Out of the wilderness, the white snow is boundless

Get out of the poor countryside and mountains

Out of the bleakness of the years

Get out of the loneliness and desolation of time

Get out of the backwater of self-destruction

Out of the horse's single-handed, bloody Qi Fang Gang

Get out of the rampant of the letter horse

Get out of the extraordinary unstoppable

Get out of the thousands of weather that you wish for

Out of the sudden brightness of the light

The roaring Yellow River in the north

The Yangtze River in the south

There is a surge of the same yearning

Surging with the same desire

Longing for the song of the warbler, the dance of the birds, the fragrance of flowers

Longing for willows, green and green rivers, and the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River

Longing for the wind to blow the grass and see the cattle and sheep low

Longing for the fertile wilderness, thousands of miles of northern clouds

Eager to fish alone in the snow of the river

The oars that yearn for a hundred boats

Longing for a stormy sea

The ocean that longs for Kunpeng to spread its wings

Longing for the mighty waves, the back waves, and the front waves

Eager to be in a good place

The roaring Yellow River and the Yangtze River

Surging with the same yearning and longing

It's a yearning for a thousand miles

It was an unstoppable desire

"This poem has no time to be written, I plan to organize and print a copy of his works stored in the space first, and give it to him when I visit him next time, so that he can revise and polish it himself. After saying that Jiangnan Yanyu said, he clicked on another song "Walking in the West Lake".

"I especially appreciate this one, whether it is lyrical or life philosophy, it is all done in one go, and it has the style of everyone. ”

Walking in the West Lake

Sunset

The hustle and bustle is drifting away

Egrets fly in the twilight

I lingered on the Su Causeway

Banished the tired on the broken bridge

I really hope to wait for a thousand years

Wait a minute

Indulge in the hook of the mountains and rivers

Wait a minute

The case of the past and present lives is eyebrows

Or wait a minute

The smoke of the electric flint is gone

Or wait a minute

The poignancy of waving hands

Suddenly looked back at the dim light

Who are you

The willows hang low

Willow Yiyi

Gently blowing the water of West Lake

The water of West Lake

A flat mirror is intriguing

I want to be able to hold it

It must be the pleasure of this life

I just don't know

How many tears are left in the middle.

"Brother Ji, they all said that the master would keep a hand, and it seems that Gao Ju really left a hand. You said that he always taught me to fight and kill, and analyze the criminal psychology of bad people, why didn't he teach me to write poetry? I can write poetry, not to mention that it is easy to talk to girls, at least I can please my wife, right? I heard that you are also a poet, why did you change your career?" Xu Xing really didn't expect the master to have this hand, and he was puzzled while admiring it.

"China is a country of poetry, with a long history and profound cultural heritage, but the current soil is not suitable for poets to take root and sprout, let alone blossom and bear fruit.

"It's not just one kind of crop, there's another kind of crop, it's called an official, and nine out of ten people want to be an official. I looked at it, and most of the would-be poets were sentimental girls. I really didn't expect that my master, a martial artist in everyone's eyes, actually sneaked up on the team of poets and. Xu Xing shook his head, not because he couldn't figure it out, but because he felt incredible.

Gao Shenghan came in, he put his things in the room next door where he practiced flying knives, and silently listened to Xu Xing and Jiangnan Yanyu chatting.

Jiangnan Yanyu also felt that he should talk to Mao Mao and let him increase his understanding of certain social phenomena.

"An era has the characteristics of an era, or particularity, there is no way, and it will definitely take time and process to recognize the pros and cons. For some time, I was also thinking about the people's perception of businessmen and officials.

In the past, I would sometimes chat with the young people in my dormitory, and I would talk about everything.

I remember a few days ago, we talked about being an official and talking about business.

Remember? There was a stage in the country where those who talked about being officials said that they should learn from Zeng Guofan, and learn his way of self-cultivation, the way of knowing people, and the way of Qi family;

Those who talk about business must learn from Hu Xueyan and learn his way of life, the way of using money, and the way of dealing with the world.

In fact, these are the so-called consensus widely circulated in society in the mid-to-late nineties, and many people are also eager to take these two people as role models to learn.

There is indeed a very incredible phenomenon in China's modern history, that is, Chiang Kai-shek and Mao Zedong, two opponents, two opponents who are incompatible with water and fire, two great men and leaders with different world views and different political views, all have a common admirer -- Zeng Guofan.

Zeng Guofan, a first-class resolute and brave marquis in the late Qing Dynasty, became an official and achieved the rank of general and prime minister;

Hu Xueyan, a red-top businessman in the late Qing Dynasty, the richest man in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, made a fortune in the world.

At that time, we sometimes talked about resting, and we were still a little unsatisfied when we were lying in bed.

I was going to do an article around them.

Then I thought about it for a long time, and just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly made a major discovery that almost completely discouraged me from writing about them.

Popular songs are popular, but the common cold is a headache;

What seems to be the consensus of truth, sometimes if you think about it independently, you will find that it is actually a fallacy!

Although Zeng Guofan was a very popular minister, what is incredible is his legacy, he repeatedly warned his children and grandchildren not to serve as officials and politicians! Why?

Today, more than 100 years have passed, and his children and grandchildren are all excellent, but none of them have become officials.

And the red-topped businessman Hu Xueyan became a red-top businessman, and he was also a red-topped loser, and finally ended up in poverty, a ruined family, and a man died.

Don't you see, how many rich people in today's society who collude with officials and businessmen shed 'tears behind bars'!"

Xu Xing nodded, "Brother Ji is worthy of being a writer, thinking about problems and looking at problems is indeed unique, Maomao, you have to think about it, whether you will be in business or work hard to be an official in the future." ”

Gao Shenghan shook his head and didn't answer, he didn't think about this question, what he thought about was that the son inherited his father's business and glorified his ancestors.

Gao Shenghan saw the three pieces of letter paper on the table, he just looked at it aimlessly, except for wanting to hear the conversation between Uncle Xu and Brother Ji, he didn't think about anything else.

Jiangnan Yanyu picked up the one that was a little yellow, and he handed it to Gao Shenghan.

Gao Shenghan didn't know what was going on, he would naturally open it and look at it, and after reading it, he couldn't say a word. He had mixed feelings.

Akotozuma:

By the time you read this letter, I may have already left you mother and son one step ahead.

Don't make any trouble for the organization! Don't make extra demands, every year comrades like me leave.

My parents raised me, and I can't repay it, so leave the pension to my eldest brother, and let him do my filial piety for me.

Can you take Mao Mao home? Let Mao Mao do filial piety to the second elder on my behalf.

When Maomao grows up, tell Maomao that his father loves him very, very much, and wants to see him grow up.

Ah Qin, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I promised to accompany you for a long time, I promised to accompany you all day and night, and I can't do it without righteousness, so I will leave!

If there is an afterlife, Gao Yiding will be your wife!

Farewell, Maomao, my child! Farewell, my wife!