Yu Le couldn't help but hate him

Why do you want to sleep on the grass in the park? Now, his dream of being the richest man in the world has folded his wings!

Could it be that the warning sign of "green grassland, trampling tragedy" cursed himself?

Yu Le couldn't help but think about it.

This Nima, according to the schedule he originally set, the richest man in the world is just around the corner.

However, now, his taste is derailed from this world, and he still has a fart to make money!

Yu Le was not reconciled, he wanted to try again.

Maybe it's because the taste of the audience is too vulgar. If it is published in the newspaper, it may be bright.

Thinking of this, he turned on the computer with great interest, copied a few good poems from his mind, and sent them to the "National Daily" submission mailbox.

A week later, all five of Yu Le's poems were returned by the National Daily.

Perhaps because the editor was impressed by Le, he commented on one of the poems "A Generation": "The night gave me black eyes, but I used him to find light."

The poem is too realistic and lacks a spiritual outburst and a breakthrough in thought. The light in the darkness is not necessarily righteous, but it can also be evil. Don't forget the beauty of the night because of the beauty of the light. I hope that the author can improve as much as possible, and do not vulgarize the creation of poetry. ”

Yu Le was dumbfounded.

Nima! The judges' vision is too unique! Light is not necessarily justice, this is a familiar saying.

After thinking about it, Yu Le couldn't help but admire the uniqueness of the editor's language.

There is such a passage in memory: the winged ones are not necessarily angels, maybe they are birdmen.

Could it be that editing and reviewing is also a traversal stream?

No, I don't believe it, such a good poem will not be appreciated by the editor?

Yu Le did not believe it and sent these five poems to the submission mailbox of the Imperial Capital Daily.

Three days later, the editor of the Imperial Capital Daily replied: "Hello, Mr. Yu Le! As an editor and reviewer with whom you have worked happily, I have to remind you that these poems are too cheap, and their depth of thought and artistic level are completely incomparable to your past works. If it is forcibly published, it will damage your reputation, so think about it! ”

Yu Le was furious.

What kind of world is this Nima, and what kind of bullshit newspaper is this? I don't even have the least appreciation, I'm just Sven scum!

In a fit of anger, Yu Le adapted the song "Goose" in his memory and sent it to the editor of the Imperial Capital Daily.

Half an hour later, the editor of the Imperial Capital Daily sent back an email: "This work carries too much ideology and artistry, and uses the image of a goose singing to make a sharp accusation of cheating between married men and women."

Your work will be published in the latest issue of the daily newspaper, thank you for your contributions. For your corresponding level of poetry, we will publish all the poems at a price that you are satisfied with. ”

The next day, Zhou Lun called Yu Le and said: "This song "Goose" is so well written! On Saturday, there will be a poetry party in Chenggong Park, and the prize money is also quite a lot. As long as you can maintain the creative level of "Goose", we will definitely win the award. ”

Yu Le said in a hoarse voice: "Call me then!" I still have something to do, so I'll hang up first. ”

Hanging up the phone, he smiled nervously, worse than crying.

This world is really black and white, good and bad.

In that case, why should I be more serious about the artistic nature of poetry that is illusory but does not bring profit? As long as you get the money, you can feed the dog with a conscience.

Yu Le cried, very sad.

His heart was broken, but his cry only echoed in this rental house.

No one knows how much trouble and pain this sudden realization has brought to Yule.

Without these awareness, Yu Le can be complacent about his achievements and status.

However, when he accepted the culture of another world, he found that his creations were a bunch of ****, but they were sought after and loved by people.

If he really wants to pursue the so-called poetry artistry and ideology in these consciousnesses, it is estimated that he really wants a spoonful of food and a scoop of drink, and in the alleys, the stupid b youth is poor and happy!

Yes, there is no market, and art is like flattering the blind, talking about feelings with prostitutes, and talking about morality with porcelain.

Gritting his back molars, Yu Le picked up today's Imperial Capital Daily, wanting to know the editor's evaluation of this "Goose".

Goose

Goose Goose Goose,

Singing to the sky,

White hair dyes green water,

Anthuriums swing in the waves.

Editor's note: This is a rare poem created by Yu Le, a rookie in the poetry world. The whole poem uses the image of a goose to make a sharp accusation of extramarital affairs.

The word "Ting" shows the full and high-spirited tension of the goose trying to stretch its neck, as if it wants to reach the meaning of heaven.

The word "white" implies moral purity. "Green" embodies dirty emotions. High morality is easily tainted by dirty emotions, and this poem is both a statement and an exhortation.

The ancients Chang Yun: Cuckold, a metaphor for extramarital affairs, but the strength of the table is slightly weaker. And white hair dyed green water, in the future, can completely replace the expression of cuckolding.

The word "red" is reminiscent of the scene of men and women being turned red; And "autumn waves" are more reminiscent of beautiful eyes. "Anthurium swinging autumn waves", this poem writes about the ambiguous feelings in the world, and at the same time arouses people's yearning, it puts forward a warning: Although the wife is good, the morality is dirty!

Seeing that "Goose" was praised as a classic by the editor, Yu Le was embarrassed.

He opened the webpage and typed "Goose" in Qianbaidu, and the entries that popped up were all comments about the poem "Goose", and the number of searches reached 10 million times, and it topped the hot search list in half an hour.

Yu Le clicked on a forum to see the real reviews of readers.

User "Lang Zhizhen" commented: "The editor's interpretation of this poem is too shallow and simple. For example, there are other understandings of the word "Ting". As the saying goes: people die and birds rise to the sky. The word "Ting" means that even if a person dies, his life will not wither. ”

A total of 10,000 people liked this comment, and no one complained.

Yu Le flipped down again.

User "Yiyang Finger" commented: "A straight word, showing the true form." If it's long enough, why bother; What's the use of it if it's too short? ”

There are 30,000 likes below, and 50 people complain.

Because this "Yiyang Finger" remarked after the comment: "The likes are not all long, and the complainers are shorter." Look at the post and don't comment, the name can't stand up. Take the long and short, or can't stand it, it's all in the palm of your hand! ”

Among them, the user "Two Finger Zen" replied: "It's good to be a man!" Although it is not a man, a man should be even more upright! ”

This reply also had nearly 10,000 likes, and no one complained.

Yu Le found that the carnival of netizens was actually concentrated on the word "Ting", which really surprised him: the topic seems to be a little off-track!

He didn't want to read the comments of ordinary netizens anymore, and he felt a little ruined.

So he opened the "Modern Famous Poetry Forum" authorized by the government.