Chapter 61: Feng Daxia

Meanwhile.

There is another person, like Master Zhizheng, who is very concerned about the spectacular scene of "10,000 people writing pear blossom body" in the past few days.

He, like Master Zhizheng, is a writer and a part-time poet.

Visible: Heroes see the same thing!

They are all in several positions of responsibility.

They are all trendsetters of the times, so they have kept up with the pace of the times.

It is fashionable in the times that one person holds several important positions, and they naturally have several identities.

Who is he?

First of all, he is a part-time poet. Then, his main profession was a writer.

As a result, his readers affectionately call him "Blade Hero".

As his name suggests, his pen is very sharp. It's literally killing.

saw many netizens slandering, slandering, spoofing, and ridiculing Zhao Lihua's wonderful poems...... Feng Daxia smiled.

Is this a laugh of anger?

Feng Daxia laughed and was angry, that was very dangerous. Because his pen is sharp, and he kills the dead. What's more, there is another word called "hiding a knife in a smile", which is more dangerous and difficult to guard.

Feng Daxia wants to kill people, and he wants to use his pen to kill all the many netizens who slander, slander, spoof, and ridicule Zhao Lihuashi.

So, he was in his own micro. Bo published an article that he thought was murderous.

Is his article really capable of killing people? That's hard to see.

However, a real warrior dares to face the bleak life and dare to face the dripping blood.

Feng Daxia himself has not been killed by his own articles, so it doesn't hurt to take a look.

Feng Daxia wrote on his Weibo: "Zhao Lihua's poem is a mirror of demons".

I am very grateful to the ancients for inventing the idiom "playing the piano to the cow", otherwise I really don't know how to evaluate this incident of netizens criticizing Zhao Lihua's poetry.

Of course, "playing the piano to the cow" is that the piano player is not interesting for himself, but although the "cow" does not understand, he will only walk away silently, grazing on the side, and will not point fingers at the "sound of the piano".

The difference is that the "cows" in this incident took the initiative to listen to the "piano playing" by the piano player, and since they didn't understand it, they refused to admit that they were "cow-like" ignorance, so they took out a rake, and took out the shamelessness of "jumping beam and little flea", not to say that other people's "piano sound" is not beautiful, not music but noise.

By the way, he also shouted three and drank four, entangled with a group of like-minded "cows", thinking that the number of "cows" is the truth, and the number of "cows" is.

Indeed, in such an era of impetuousness, shallowness, and profit-seeking, the tragic fate of poetry is undoubtedly an inevitability.

Between the good poets and the ignorant masses, there is an incomparably huge chasm, an insurmountable barrier.

Even though poets and the public share the same language and inhabit the same world, they cannot change the fact that they have different fates and go their separate ways.

It's like looking at the scenery through glass, the poet sees the scenery, and the public sees the glass, but those who see the glass, relying on the crowd, say that this is the scenery, which is really helpless.

The beauty of poetry is ineffable, and any attempt to interpret and interpret a good poem will be superfluous.

Therefore, I don't want to say too much about Zhao Lihua's poems, I can only touch my conscience and say a common sense:

Zhao Lihua is one of the best contemporary female poets in China, and she is also one of my favorite female poets.

There is a unique charm in her poems, and under the simple appearance, there is always another layer of meaning, to paraphrase Kundera, that is, "poetry is elsewhere".

Her poems, like the Zen of Buddhism, are wonderful, full of spirituality and wisdom, such as a hundred flowers in spring and a moon in autumn, clouds in the blue sky and shadows in waves.

For thousands of years, Huaguo has always been a country of lyrical poetry, the great influence of Tang and Song poetry is deep in the bone marrow, but it is also endless, because it has developed our deformed aesthetics, when it comes to poetry, it must be beautiful, it must be lyrical, it must be artistic conception...... Otherwise, it cannot be called poetry, which is an extremely abominable prejudice.

In addition, there is a shameful "servility" in the bones of the Chinese people, whether it is called "vassal elegance" or "trickery", in short, no one wants to admit their ignorance in public, and everyone wants to show off their depth.

As a result, the "emperor's new clothes" have become a reality, and most people will breed a kind of lack of self-confidence in the face of complex things.

It is precisely because of this that in the face of a poem that relies on technology, plays with rhetoric, and piles up language, everyone either applauds hard, or admits that they can't read it with trepidation.

It's just that no one intuitively says that this is not a poem.

But they suddenly became angry at Zhao Lihua's poems, because they thought they understood it, and it was easy.

Their anger stems from a disguised form of "self-abuse", how can it be so "easy to understand"? How can it be so "simple and easy"?

In fact, the truth is always simple, and it is in simple terms that the poet's skill is best seen.

This time, Zhao Lihua's poems are like a demon mirror, reflecting the shame and contemptibility of human nature, as well as the pathetic and pitiful nature of human nature.

At the same time, it also deepened my inherent view that shallow people can never appreciate the beauty of poetry; Good poets and beautiful poems are at ease in their own world.

Those ridiculous clowns eventually became grasshoppers that shook the tree. But I don't know: Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be wasted.

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Feng Daxia published it as soon as he finished writing it. He wants to see that many netizens have seen his high-level articles - they are quoting classics, and they are good articles with ancient styles and flavors such as poetry and lyrics, and Feng Daxia doesn't believe that he can't win the public's attention.

Even if people are not ashamed of him and Zhao Lihua's first-class collusion, there are also those who support Zhao Lihua's poems, aren't they? And in the current situation, it is still in the majority.

He hadn't published a work for a long time, and he was afraid that his readers would forget about him. Forget that he is actually a writer.

He is currently negotiating with some publishers about the new book he has been working on for several years, but the publisher refuses to give him the treatment of a famous artist in the industry on the grounds that he has not released a work for several years.

In fact, to put it bluntly, his fame is gone!

For this, Feng Daxia was angry. Although he was angry, he would never dare to use his pen to kill those publishing houses that did not give him the treatment of famous artists.

As a result, there is a phenomenon called "kicking cat phenomenon" that appears in Feng Daxia.

He transferred his anger to many netizens who slandered Zhao Lihua's poems.

As for some people saying that he is definitely a brain-dead fan of Zhao Lihua and Zhao Da Poet, he doesn't want to explain it.

The so-called too many words must be lost!

This truth is understood.

Now Zhao Lihua is on fire, and it is on fire.

Feng Daxia is going to borrow this "east wind", and he will also follow the heavens for a while.