Yu Le's "Goose" has been included in the forum, which made him a little unexpected, and more importantly, the poem has been marked with the word "boutique", and it has already been commented on by two famous artists.

Jin Yingjie commented: "Poetry can be exciting, complaining, and satirical. The poem "Goose" is no exception. The poem takes the goose as the theme, which is more interesting and more exciting, and applies the mature writing skills in the ancient poem to the poem "Goose".

The word 'Ting' vividly and vividly expresses the noble and unyielding spirit of the goose, and wants to tell the elegance and health of the sky;

However, the filth of emotional life makes the white goose's pure and immaculate morality dusty and slightly flawed.

Especially the last sentence of the anthurium, with the lingering, tangled and charming, describes the reason why the white goose is morally flawed: people's desires are difficult to fill! This poem has a profound allegorical meaning, and people with lofty ideals should take this as a warning, and don't fall behind because of feelings! ”

Yin Baihua commented: "A classic poem is often the opinion of the benevolent, and the wisdom of the wise. The poem "Goose" is no exception.

In my reading, the poem is a masterpiece of exposing the evils of the times. Although the implication is more obscure, it can still be tasted carefully.

My understanding of the word is different from others. The word stiff can also refer to stiffening the neck.

In our actual life, those officials, scholars, and moralists who stand on a high platform and advocate benevolence, righteousness, morality, honesty and self-discipline, but in private they have **** feelings and debauchery in their private lives, are all this kind of expression.

They are sanctimonious during the day, but they are turned into red waves at night, and they are different from the inside and outside, and they seem to be noble to the sky, but in fact they are praying for peace in their hearts.

I can't help but marvel at the poet's grasp of the power of satire. The poem has no fire, but it is like cooking oil on fire, arousing the anger and generosity of people's hearts. I applaud this poem. ”

All of a sudden, the poem "Goose" became a strange article in the literary world, and it was constantly interpreted and explained, making the limelight of this poem more and more popular.

Seeing the 20,000 yuan manuscript fee from the Imperial Capital Daily, Yu Le did not hesitate to put his thoughts on the artistry and literature of poetry that were inexplicably aroused.

Hungry and talking about art is a fool's act.

As a writer who vows to be the richest man in the world, his vision is dazzling, his mind is open to the sea, and his bearing is more than the sky.

Of course, a great poet doesn't live in a rental house for long.

Yu Le learned about the trend of rising housing prices on the earth from his inexplicable consciousness, and couldn't help but be moved: "If you buy a few properties and hoard them, wait for the currency to depreciate and the housing market in the future, and sell them, it will be much more profitable than writing poems." ”

He thought about it for a long time and decided to raise money to buy two school district houses in the center of the city, because there was too much room for appreciation.

As for living, he decided to move to the scenic suburbs of the imperial capital, buy a piece of land to build a lavender estate, build a large villa in the manor, and also develop tourism, which is really a double win.

Thinking of the country on earth that has no land rights, Yu Le is very happy.

If you were born in that country, it would be a fool's dream for people in the city to buy land and build villas in the countryside.

Finding the passbook, Yu Le took out the computer and began to calculate his assets.

In the past two years, he has published more than 20 poems and earned a total of nearly 300,000 yuan.

According to the current purchasing power of society, it should not be a problem for him to buy two school district houses.

In the past three days, Yu Le began to frequently visit the land real estate agency, and accompanied by the staff, he looked at several school district houses.

One of the school district homeowners is an elderly couple. The children are studying abroad and settling down, and they want to bring the old couple abroad.

Yu Le quickly negotiated a price with the couple, and the deal was sold for 135,000 yuan in cash.

Looking at this house of his own, Yu Le's mood was very sour.

This is the first property I have purchased, if it is really like that country on the earth, it has risen to 100,000 yuan per square meter, and these 60 square meters are 6 million yuan.

Thinking about it, he smiled happily.

Yes, no. I'm going to buy all the houses around me and build my own buildings.

In this way, I can rent and collect rent. If the house price rises, the rent can be recouped.

However, his funds are simply insufficient. The money left is only enough to buy a school district house.

Make money, make money like crazy and get yourself closer to the richest man in the world.

The next morning, Zhou Lun called Yu Le and made an appointment to meet at the gate of Chenggong Park.

Riding a dilapidated bicycle, Yule felt that the bicycle did not match his status as a famous poet.

Although he has always advocated keeping a low profile in life, he is too low-key and does not force the norm, and it seems very low.

Thinking of this, he desperately wanted to buy a new bike and let himself float.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yu Le rode a bicycle to the gate of the park and saw Zhou Lun already waiting there.

He parked the car on the stone pillar casually, and did not lock the car, so Shi Shiran walked in front of Zhou Lun.

Zhou Lun said depressedly: "Your score is getting bigger and bigger, I've been waiting for you for half an hour." ”

Yu Le shook his hair coquettishly and said: "There are too many beautiful women on the road, if I have to sign on them, I don't obey, they almost stripped me of my clothes." ”

Zhou Lun said angrily: "It's because the chain of your car has fallen, look at the black oil on your hands, and you are still beautiful!" That beautiful woman is wearing engine oil! ”

Yu Le smiled awkwardly: "Brother is ready to buy a new car." ”

Zhou Lun was surprised: "Didn't you say that the more money you spend, the less you spend, and Yan zhòng will damage your dream of becoming the richest man?" ”

Yu Le said proudly: "The whole world is so big, I can hold the cosmic firmament in my head, and the words I say are all money." It can be said that it is a golden mouth, and it is too cheap to live a life with buckles and ropes. ”

Zhou Lun was dumbfounded.

However, he has long been accustomed to happy narcissism, so naturally he will not dwell on these digressions.

Pulling Yule, the two walked into the park and came to a gazebo.

Outside the gazebo, the crowd was bustling, most of them came to see the excitement, and some people came to participate in the poetry writing competition.

Yu Le looked at the hanging painting from afar, thick dark clouds and darkness enveloped the whole picture, and a person knelt on the ground, with his head held high, as if looking for the light behind the darkness.

After thinking about it, he revised the content of "Generation", and secretly pondered for a moment, feeling that it was correct, and then stepped forward.

Holding the microphone, Yu Le just wanted to speak, but saw a person next to him sneering: "Huo! Doesn't this mean that I don't understand poetry, but I made a bullshit poem and was knocked out by the audience? ”

Yu Le looked at the other party with disdain and said: "**** also wants to compete for glory in Haoyue, it's ridiculous!" ”

When the man heard this, his heart was filled with indignation.

He sneered: "Then see the real chapter under your hands, and see who is the stinky ****!" ”

Yu Le snorted coldly and ignored the other party no longer.

He looked around at the audience, then closed his eyes slightly, and recited: "The night gave me black eyes, but I stepped on the stinky ****." ”