The annual poetry meeting of "Poetry Magazine" is the highest standard poetry symposium in China, which is held once a year and has been successfully held for 60 sessions so far.

Every time the annual poetry meeting, famous poets from all over the country will be invited to flock to the meeting, talk highly, write poems, and be very lively, which is a grand event in the poetry world.

Especially in today's environment where poetry is in decline, a large number of poetry journals are unsustainable, and they have closed down one after another, the annual poetry meeting of "Poetry Magazine" is even more precious.

No one knows how many years the "Poetry Magazine" magazine will last, and no one knows how many more sessions the "Poetry Magazine's annual poetry meeting" will be held.

Although those great poets in high positions have repeatedly called for saving national culture and poetry, it is only in today's era of rampant fast food culture that although there are many responders, there are few results. Because, it is not only poetry that is weakening, but also the entire traditional culture is inevitably going downhill under the impact of the Internet technology era.

Therefore, whether it is the "Poetry Magazine" magazine or those great poets, they attach great importance to each annual poetry meeting, and in their hearts, they regard this poetry meeting as the last carnival of poets.

This year's annual poetry meeting of "Poetry Magazine" was held in the auditorium of Beijing University. As early as the day before, the editors of the editorial department of "Poetry Magazine" were brought to the venue by the editor-in-chief He Wentian to arrange it, and Meng Qiang was naturally no exception.

Meng Qiang has only been working in the "Poetry Magazine" magazine for a few months since graduating from university, and it is impossible not to be excited to participate in the preparation of the annual poetry meeting for the first time.

You know, as a staff member, he can enter and exit the venue at any time, and he can also meet many famous writers and poets, many of whom he has only seen in books or on the Internet, and now he can see real people, how can he control his mood?

Of course, seeing these old men and old ladies is not the most important thing, after all, these people are too far away from him, they can hardly speak, and even if they can speak, they have no common language.

Meng Qiang is happiest that Sun Hao is also coming to participate in the annual poetry party! He can finally see the true face of his idol!

Actually, Meng Qiang should have been able to see Sun Hao very early.

On January 1st, Sun Hao held the first readers' meeting, and the administrators of the "Idle Door" such as "Knife Guest", "Caterpillar" and "Dream Flower" not only went to Longtu Gymnasium to participate in the readers' meeting, but also cosplayed coolly, bringing the atmosphere of the entire readers' meeting to the top.

This made Meng Qiang a little envious, jealous and hateful!

Originally, he was also one of them, but on January 1, something happened temporarily at his home and he couldn't go out, so he could only regrettably miss the opportunity to meet his idol.

However, today I will definitely be able to see the idler, because just yesterday, he also called Miss Mu Yu, the assistant of the idler, and the other party politely told him that the idler will definitely arrive on time today!

Meng Qiang secretly made up his mind, when the time comes, he must find an idler to sign the set of "Ethereal Journey" that he bought, if he can take a photo with him, it will be even more perfect!

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Sun Hao got up early in the morning, not because he was going to participate in the annual poetry meeting today, but because he wanted to get up early to exercise.

Jogged two laps along the stone path of the community, and after his body was a little warm, Sun Hao found a relatively secluded open space and began to press his legs and punch.

You know, he is a martial arts master with first-class sanda skills, and it would be a shame if he was beaten by street thugs because his body was too weak and his punches were not powerful. Therefore, this is also one of the reasons why Sun Hao wants to exercise and enhance his physique.

Maybe he hasn't exercised for a while, after Sun Hao did a set of fighting moves, he couldn't help but pant and sweat, he shook his head and said secretly: "I still have to strengthen my exercise, my physique is too poor." ”

After returning home, Sun Hao hurriedly went to the bathroom to take a hot shower, changed his clothes, and just threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine, Mu Yu's call came.

"Boss, it's time to go, the poetry meeting will be held in the auditorium of Beijing University, the time is 10 o'clock, and we have to sign in advance. ”

Sun Hao looked at the time, it was only half past eight, it was still early, he said: "Wait for me at the breakfast shop at the entrance of the community for a while, eat something and then go over." ”

"Well, hurry up. Mu Yu said on the other end of the phone.

"I know, it's just a poetry club of a magazine, why are you so nervous?" Sun Hao pursed his lips and hung up the phone.

To be honest, he really didn't take this poetry club seriously, not only because it was a poetry club held by a magazine, but the most critical problem was that poetry was not included in his future development goals.

The poems I wrote before, whether it was "Spring", "Mountaineering Poems", or the poem "Farewell to the Homeland" given to Professor Ma, were actually all on a whim, and they were just pretended to be forced, and they didn't even think about relying on a few small poems to support the façade.

Because of this, he refused the invitation of "Poetry Magazine" magazine before, asking to meet and talk about something.

In fact, he even wanted to refuse this annual poetry meeting of Rauschzi, since he didn't plan to be a poet, why waste time on this? With this kind of work, I might as well write a song or two, and I can sell it for tens of thousands of dollars.

Don't call me vulgar, I only have money in my eyes, "Poetry Magazine" is not vulgar, but isn't this also a fuss that is running out of money and on the verge of bankruptcy?

It's just that Mu Yu insisted on coming to the conference, her reason is that although the "Poetry Magazine" is in a recession, the annual poetry meeting it organizes still has many literary celebrities to participate, and take this opportunity to have more relationships with the giants in the literary world, expand and expand their contacts, and prepare for themselves to join the Writers' Association in the future.

Since Mu Yu said so, Sun Hao had no choice but to reluctantly come to the annual poetry meeting to participate in the annual poetry meeting, just as it was to relax himself.

Sun Hao came to the breakfast shop at the entrance of the community, and when he looked up, he saw Mu Yu sitting at a table by the window.

He walked straight over, sat down across from him, and beckoned to the waiter as he asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten it. Mu Yu said, looking down at the time.

"Don't rush, it's time. Sun Hao smiled, turned his head and said to the waiter standing beside him, "Bring me a bowl of sweet soy milk, two fritters, and a basket of steamed dumplings." OK. ”

After Sun Hao finished ordering, Mu Yu whispered: "You have to be ready, this poetry meeting seems to be a little different." ”