Today, China's armed forces are strong and the people are rich and strong, but it has always been at a disadvantage in cultural soft power. The younger generation began to worship the foreign in the cultural infiltration of Western countries, ignoring the local essence culture of China, although people's lives are rich, but they are weak in spirit.

It's the best of times, and it's the worst of times.

Just like the dark night haze in Tong Zhao's generation, the black eyes are one of the symbols of the Chinese people. Compared with ordinary poets, who compare the eyes to a beacon and a symbol of transparency, Tong Zhao does the opposite, using the night as a metaphor for the times and at the same time using black eyes as a metaphor for reflection.

Brightness is faith and a bright future. This is a rebellion against the current era, dissatisfaction with the current big era, and he wants to rebel to find something new in the constant struggle. If there will be new tragedies after struggle, there will be a new generation rebelling against them.

Tong Zhao's generation refers to the present, and at the same time refers to the future.

"The land is crooked"

"The land is crooked"

"I can't see you"

"I can only see from afar"

"The Blue Sky of Your Heart"

When the first sentence of the poem is like a bombshell, it directly focuses everyone's attention, and this hazy words come immediately. The recitation skills of the reciter are very superb, and his voice is also changed by catering to Tong Zhao's poetic conception, and the calm voice is like a talented rebel slowly speaking.

The white-haired old man's hands were clenched tightly, and he watched the manuscript of the poem on his stage slowly echo the voice of the reciter. Xu Si's body trembled slightly, and when Yao Lei in the waiting area heard Tong Zhao's first poem, he only felt that his head exploded in vain, and thoughts kept coming.

He knows that the generation in Tong Zhao's poems is a general reference, pointing to a very large number of types of people. But they all have an indomitable spirit, and when the night wants to kill a person's bright eyes, it is the object that creates its opposite: the black eye that seeks light.

It is the weakness of China's cultural soft power that makes foreign cultures have a permeable opportunity, but it is such an era that makes the country attach importance to culture, so that many people are willing to pay in the post of cultural construction, and it is this darkness that makes a generation begin to awaken and begin to persistently find light.

Yao Lei loves poetry, and he couldn't put it down when he first came into contact with poetry, but in his later writing, he found that his works were worthless and no one liked them. He found that the poems he had worked so hard to create were regarded as waste paper by others, and he saw that those people loved the stars of the United States Stick Country.

He saw that those people fell in love with fast-food culture, and the traditional things that needed to be read carefully to feel the meaning of the things were constantly forgotten.

He writes, and he wants to write Chinese poetry.

"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find the light." The audience below murmured, although the latter text is also wonderful, but the image created by the opening sentence and the shock to others are unforgettable, and some people whispered softly, admiring Tong Zhao's writing.

In "To the Oak Tree", the male Tong Zhao writes poems from a female perspective, but he suppresses the crowd, as if he understands women better than women. To the oak-like love that makes people yearn for what they want in their hearts, the imagery of "Love Life" is straightforward and catchy, but it has the power of chicken soup that is incomparably inspiring.

The author's writing will be restricted, but here in Tong Zhao, he can control the different styles of writing. Towards feminine softness, straightforward rigidity, and a hazy sense in a generation. Those who understand the spiritual and cultural connotation of the people in this era are relatively empty understand what the meaning of this opening sentence is, because the reason why the Chinese Poetry Conference is held is to enhance people's sense of national cultural identity.

"Tell me, go and talk about it, this is tough, it's high." When an audience member in front of the TV heard this, he only felt very shocked, and then directly took out his mobile phone and entered the penguin space, and hurriedly sent it, and changed his personal signature to give me black eyes in the night, but I used it to find light.

"My eyes need tears"

"My sun needs a good night's sleep"

When the reciter slowly finished reading the poem, the whole venue was quiet.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Thunderous applause instantly came from the audience in the venue, Xu Si's heart was touched, but his face was serious, and he just looked at Tong Zhao's gaze changing slightly. The white-haired old man was in tears, he felt that Tong Zhao knew his mind too well, and in this era, culture needs someone to carry the tripod.

Someone needs to be the one who seeks the light and brings it to the world.

"Tong Zhao." Xu Si took the microphone and looked at Tong Zhao with a complicated expression, the latter looked puzzled and only heard him speak slowly: "I sincerely apologize to you for the three questions I asked you at the beginning, you are great, you are worthy of the title of a rising star in the poetry world." The shock you gave me was big and great, and I loved it. ”

Xu Si looked down on Tong Zhao at first because he had never appeared in the poetry world, rashly participating in the Chinese Poetry Conference as an artist would inevitably have the idea of gaining popularity, "To the Oak Tree" is a good poem, but it is difficult to determine whether the author is Tong Zhao or not. So when he saw Tong Zhao fighting back against the members of the poetry world, even if the members of the poetry world did something wrong, Xu Si did not help Tong Zhao.

The reason is simple.

Chinese poetry needs the persistence of these people, and Tong Zhao can't make any contribution to the Chinese Poetry Conference, these people can become the backbone of Chinese poetry. But at this time, Xu Si felt that he was wrong, and the poem "Love Life" had made him slightly change his view of Tong Zhao, and at this time, "Generation" wrote the intuitive feelings of many people.

Xu Si felt that he and Tong Zhao were the same kind.

They are all people who want to support a field in Huaxia.

At the same time, Xu Si also got new inspiration from this poem, and he believed that he was not far from a famous artist. And this opportunity was given by Tong Zhao, and it was given by Tong Zhao, who he was not optimistic about, which was really a trick.

"Old Xu, you didn't do anything wrong." Tong Zhao was surprised by Xu Si's apology, but when he saw the aura in the latter's eyes and the expression of impatience to leave the creation, he realized.

"One Generation" is an inspiring poem.

This is true in every world.

"The night gives me black eyes, but I use them to find the light." The white-haired old man muttered poetry and applauded: "Good, very good." ”

"I was worried that you wouldn't be able to write any profound poems, but now I realize that I was wrong, wrong. Your poetic talent, the three poems you have written, are worthy of the title of master. ”

"I want to beg for one thing, if you publish a collection of poems, be sure that I will give you some preface, this is glory, the supreme glory."

The host held the microphone and looked at the people with different emotions in the judges' seat, and his heart was also slightly excited, looking at the public judges' seat and saying: "Ladies and gentlemen, please vote." ”

"Boom." Everyone looked at each other and held up their cards.

Bright red passes.