Chapter 71: Modern Poetry
"Huang Yifan, help. ”
Just a few quiet days, I don't want to, a few days later, Yu Bin came to find Huang Yifan again.
"Yu Bin, are you being chased and killed by the enemy, or are you being kidnapped by your father, what are you shouting for help. ”
Seeing that Yu Bin was flattering and finding himself again, Huang Yifan teased.
"It's even more anxious than my dad being kidnapped. ”
Yu Bin ignored Huang Yifan's ridicule, gently pulled Huang Yifan's clothes, and whispered, "Big brother, something is wrong, Li Luozi is not interested in the love letters I wrote recently." ”
"Huh?"
Huang Yifan was stunned and said, "How come?"
"Big brother, it's true. Two days ago, it was okay, Li Luozi received a thousand-word love letter from me, although she didn't say anything to me, but she was also very interested in reading it. However, the love letters I gave Li Luozi yesterday and today, she only glanced at them a few times, and then didn't read them again. Although it hasn't been torn off yet, looking at the situation, it is estimated that it is about the same. ”
"Pretty arrogant. However, it is not impossible. It must be that your love letter a day is too uncreative, and it may be better to read it at first, it is more novel. But writing a letter every day, just a few words of flesh and blood that come and go, it's boring to read. It's better for you to be more streamlined, spend a week writing a love letter with your heart, and then stuff it to Li Luozi. ”
"Big brother is really wise, I think so too. ”
gave Huang Yifan a thumbs up, and Yu Bin was another sycophant.
"Now that you've figured it out, what do you want me to do, go back and write. ”
"This, this, big brother, don't go back yet. I haven't finished yet, I can think of it. But the problem, I'm not professional in this love letter. Moreover, my composition has always been a weakness, and Li Luozi's vision is so high. Even if it takes a week to write, it is estimated that it will not be able to write anything. ”
“so?”
"So, I just want to ask your eldest brother to help me write a letter. ”
"I'm going. ”
Huang Yifan burst into tears, "Yu Bin, do you think I'm a professional love letter writer." ”
"Not really, but, big brother, you are wise and powerful, and you are unparalleled in the world......"
"Can you change the word? ”
"I won't change it again. ”
Yu Bin was about to hug Huang Yifan's thigh, "Look, I don't even have such a vocabulary to praise you, how can you tell me to write a love letter." ”
"I won't write either. ”
"Big brother, don't lie to me. ”
"I never lie. ”
"I'm grass, if you pretend to be like this, you'll be struck by lightning. ”
"I don't write about chopping to death. ”
"Okay......"
Seeing that Huang Yifan was determined not to write, suddenly, Yu Bin's eyes rolled, "Big brother, in fact, it's okay if you don't help me write." However, if you don't help me write, maybe Li Luozi will pester you to spell the exam questions again. I heard that Li Luozi said to her best friend Xie Luyao that she must compete with you before the high school entrance examination. I also know that big brother, you are unparalleled, and your realm is higher than ours, I don't know how many levels. These little girls, I'll take care of them, what do you think? ”
As he spoke, Yu Bin enthusiastically patted the dust on Huang Yifan's clothes.
"I'm grass, this guy, so smart. ”
I despised Yu Bin's shamelessness in my heart, but I was very annoyed when I thought of dealing with Li Luozi, so I had to say, "Okay, okay, I'll help you write." I'll only help you once, though. If you can't make it, don't come to me again. ”
"Absolutely, I promise. ”
Regardless of Yu Bin's assurance, Huang Yifan returned to his seat, picked up the ballpoint pen, and immediately began to write.
"A flowering tree. ”
Huang Yifan is going to write a poem, to be precise, it should be a love poem.
Yes, what could be more lethal than a love poem.
I'm afraid that any girl who receives a love poem will be captured by it.
There is no other reason, and the compulsion of poetry is supreme.
In his mind, Huang Yifan has no less than thousands of love poems.
If the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight?
As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.
Knowing each other and knowing each other, I am embarrassed at this night.
These are all classic love poems that have been handed down for thousands of years in previous lives.
It's just that Huang Yifan still rejected these love poems.
Although these love poems are beautiful, they are ancient poems in the end. Although ancient poems have also been recited in China for a long time, they are already somewhat incompatible with modern society. Of course, writing ancient poems is not necessarily impossible. Perhaps, take out a classic ancient poem, and Li Luozi will also be impressed by Yu Bin. But in the end, Huang Yifan still thought of a more appropriate genre - modern poetry.
How to make you meet me
In my most beautiful moments
for this
I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years
Ask it to make us a dust bond
The Buddha then turned me into a tree
Grow by the side of the road where you must pass
Flowers bloom discreetly in the sun
The flowers are the hope of my past life
Modern poetry is different from Tang and Song poetry, he does not have a certain rhythm, nor does he have any mediocrity, and the whole style of work is very free. It is also because this kind of freedom represents the unique thinking of modern people, so although modern poetry does not have much influence in this era, because he is a poem, because he is a modern poet of the Chinese people, he still occupies an important position in the literary world. Similarly, this kind of modern poetry is even more fatal for those literary and artistic young women.
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"Hello, chatting fans, please add as friends. ”
The day's class was soon over, and Huang Yifan returned home and sent the temple ghost he had written before to the editor who talked in the middle of the night herbal tea.
At this time, TT instant messaging sent another message to add friends.
"Talking about fans?"
Unexpectedly, the magazine also had its own fans, and happily clicked to agree.
"Hello, is it mortal, your chat is awesome, I like it very much. ”
This is a screen name with an Id called "Ink", and after being added as a friend, he sent a message to Huang Yifan as soon as possible.
"Thanks for the support. ”
Huang Yifan attaches great importance to book friends a lot of the time, just like the book review on the starting point network, basically every piece of information, Huang Yifan has read it. Even if you don't have time that day, you will scan it all after class. At the same time, some posts will also be replied to. In Huang Yifan's view, readers are the parents of food and clothing, and they should pay so much attention to it.
"Hehe, mortal dust giant, come on, I've seen your ghost-biting, corpse-changing, and negative corpses. By the way, there is also the ear man, this ear man is very philosophical. Explain the truth to the reader through the supernatural type, and have ideas. I think works like the Man in the Ear are very promising. If it is promoted, such a work will surely cause a certain amount of repercussions. ”
"Thank you. ”
Huang Yifan replied with gratitude, "The people in my ears do have a certain degree of ideology, and I will write more works of these types in the future." ”
"Really, you've written a lot of works like the people in your ears?"
"I didn't write these works, but I had already lived in my mind and could write him down at any time. I believe that in the next few issues of Midnight Talk magazine, you will be able to see it. ”
"Great, blessed are we, readers. ”
The other party excitedly sent an excited expression, and then, after a while, he said, "Fanchenda, in fact, I didn't buy Midnight Talk, I just saw a friend reading this magazine, and someone recommended Chat Zhai, so I read it." After reading it, I thought it was good and liked it too. However, there are some things I don't understand. As far as I know, it seems that the circulation of such a magazine as Midnight Talk is too small, and your chat is placed on Midnight Talk, which has a feeling of pearl dust. Have you ever thought about publishing it in a bigger magazine, like a suspense world or something, this circulation is relatively large. I believe that as long as your chat is placed in the world of suspense, it will definitely be seen by more readers, and maybe, it will also be viewed by the Chinese Writers Association. ”