Although the poetry collection is called "Youth Without Complaints", it is not a copy of the poetry collection as it is, in addition to "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" and "The World's Farthest Distance", other works in the poetry collection have also been added, because they are not suitable for writing for the time being, they have been eliminated by Zhang Qiuxi.

Although she found a good excuse to fool, it is also true that she is not yet nineteen years old, and verses like "but it is in the way of you and my gray hair" and "comb my first gray hair" are completely inappropriate, so they can only be kept for the time being, and then taken out when they really reach that age.

"The Bride of Loulan" has achieved the publicity of the museum, but it is true that the exhibition of Loulan beauties has made the poem widely known.

"It turns out that there are not so few literary and artistic youths." Zhang Qiuxi couldn't help but feel that he had always liked poetry, in addition to Tang and Song poems, he had also read a lot of Yuan Qu and Nalan Ci. In addition, there are Liang Qichao's bamboo branch lyrics, and the favorite modern poems are Xi Murong and Zheng Chouyu.

Before you don't cross it, you can recite a poem with your mouth open.,It's a pity that no matter how many poems you remember, it's completely useless.,It's not even enough to talk about.,Let alone chanting poems to put the girl.。 Whether it is ancient poetry or modern poetry, it is completely useless except for a person to quietly taste it.

After crossing over, it was in vain that they memorized so many poems at the beginning, and they could publish a poetry collection to satisfy their vanity, Yang Hua and others did not continue to save their zài sense after publishing a poetry collection, and it didn't matter how many books they could sell. Unexpectedly, there were always some surprises, and the response after the publication of the poetry collection was still beyond expectations.

There must be something

It's something I can't understand

……

There must be something

There's nothing I can do about it

……

It was the diary of a sixteen-year-old

Again, I've been hiding it all my life

Those are as beautiful as mountain lilies

secret

After the publication of the poetry collection, many people in the school seemed to become melancholy, and it was common to see people holding the poetry book and looking at the sky intently. Girls, in particular, not only memorize them, but also copy them in notebooks and even paste them on the walls of their dormitories.

"The reaction seems to be exaggerated." Zhang Qiuxi didn't know what expression to give, if it was just one or two, then she would definitely think it was pretending, but there are too many people who are obsessed with this poetry collection, not out of pretending to be deep and pretending to be literary and artistic.

"I don't think it's strange that you write love poems, isn't it the right time for people of this age to have no hesitation in love?" For Li Yue, no matter what happened to Zhang Qiuxi, she didn't feel strange.

Zhang Qiuxi shrugged his shoulders and said: "Maybe it's because it's often people who sigh for youth, just like youth novels are so popular with students." ”

If Zhang Qiuxi's poetry could be so hot when she was in college, and it wouldn't rot in her stomach, many boys now buy her poetry collection not because they like it at all, but for the convenience of their sisters. Nima didn't enjoy this kind of benefit back then, but now she has given others a chance to create a zào, and she is very unbalanced in her heart.

"Except for the years when new poetry was born, modern poetry has never been so hot." Li Yue said with a smile: "Yang Hua and those people are self-righteous, and they think they are superior to others with the title of a poet, but their works are not recognized by people at all, and under their efforts, poetry has become a small circle of things, and it has nothing to do with ordinary people at all." ”

Poetry is declining, and those people can't write good poems, but they still think that others don't understand poetry at all. Some unreliable bricks still interpret it at a glance, so poetry becomes a toy for these people, who boast about themselves and ordinary people don't pay attention to it at all.

If it weren't for Zhang Qiuxi's fight with Yang Hua, which caused people to spoof Yang Huati, ninety-nine out of a hundred people would not know that there were such poems and poets. With the end of the fight, Yang Hua disappeared, and Yang Huati has gradually been forgotten, and even those brick families who interpret Yang Huati with such profound meaning are too lazy to laugh at it.

Scolding shamelessness is completely superfluous, how can a face be called a brick family.

"But it's not that they don't contribute to poetry, and if they didn't have them, how could they force you out." Li Yue then said so.

This is really not wrong, although Zhang Qiuxi has plagiarized everywhere since she crossed over, but because of the long-term subtlety, she didn't take poetry seriously. If there is no Yang Hua and others, she will still only copy scripts, copy novels and the like, and she probably can't remember to copy poems when she copies fairy tales.

But he said: "This is not necessarily, even if there is no Yang Hua, maybe my attribute of being a poet will awaken under certain circumstances." ”

"What's going on in a situation?" Li Yue asked with a smile, as if he didn't intend to say this as a joke that Zhang Qiuxi said casually.

"For example, if one day I never see you again. As long as he is a poet, it seems that there will be countless works in this situation, and Du Fu has written a lot of poems because of his nostalgia for Li Bai. ”

Li Yue's smile became brighter, his eyes changed to a standard meniscus shape, his hands behind his back slightly tilted his head, and he didn't discuss this topic anymore, but said, "Do you know that poem I like the most?" ”

Of course, Zhang Qiuxi could only shake his head, Li Yue turned around and walked parallel to Zhang Qiuxi, his feet were raised very high, but his steps were very small, and he slowly read with some confusion in his eyes: "How can you meet me, in my most beautiful moment, for this, I have been in front of the Buddha for five hundred years." ”

Li Yue didn't finish reading it, and he didn't need to finish it, Zhang Qiuxi knew the content better than anyone else, and said with a smile: "Actually, I thought it would be the farthest distance in the world." ”

This poem is not only liked by Li Yue, many people are also amazed, because it is printed on the cover of the poetry collection, and many people are killed in seconds because of this and plunged into the world of Zhang Qiuxi's poetry. Not only netizens said this, but many students in the school also copied this poem everywhere.

Of course, Li Yue's liking and other people's liking are not one reason.

"Now that you've given people a sentimental impression, it's estimated that more and more people can't guess you." Li Yue smiled again and changed the subject.

"Many people are afraid that they can't match the poems with me, mainly because Ms. Hanging Silk is too subversive and the big talk of Journey to the West is too absurd, right? Whatever he does, how can I let them guess me? Zhang Qiuxi had a stinky expression.

Li Yue smiled again and said, "Actually, I know very well that this is your truest side." ”

Whether it is the predecessor or the current Zhang Qiuxi, he should be sentimental, how can the early death of his predecessor's parents not be sad at all. Now Zhang Qiuxi is reborn through the crossing, which is already embarrassing enough, in the environment where things are not people, although he can accept it calmly, he will also have unspeakable concerns.

This kind of mood is occasionally revealed, and they all know more or less about red beans, and Li Yue is even clearer. Zhang Qiuxi shook his arm and said: "Everyone has another side, in fact, it doesn't matter, in fact, I'm very happy now, right?" ”

"Hmm." Li Yue nodded, and then said: "The uncomplaining youth can be said to have rejuvenated modern poetry again, but Yang Hua and the others did not appear in such a situation, it seems that they have no face to face you at all." ”

"The more successful I was in the face, the harder I became, the less likely I would be again. The Poetry Society is also quite tragic, I hope they don't hold a grudge against me. ”

"What if they hold a grudge against you?"

"Then let them hold a grudge." Zhang Qiuxi shrugged, with a completely gloating expression

"I knew you would say that, and people would rather see you write poetry than this one, including me." Li Yue had a really like this expression.

Zhang Qiuxi said: "I won't let you down." Get in the car, let's go to the magazine. ”

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Because "Youth Without Complaints" made Zhang Qiuxi feel that the air was full of poetry and painting, the magazine was very different from this artistic conception, as if he suddenly came to the garbage heap from a picturesque place.

All kinds of manuscripts were scattered all over the ground, all the posters on the walls were gone, the sofas were turned over, and some of the desk drawers were open, and some were directly removed and thrown on the ground. This is completely different from the usual orderly, more like a battlefield that has not yet had time to clean up.

Hongdou was wrapped in newspaper on her head, holding a pen in her mouth, and holding a mop in her right hand, while Shangguan Jin and Ye Qingqing looked at her expectantly. Zhang Qiuxi and Li Yue looked left and right and couldn't figure out the situation, and couldn't help asking, "What are you guys making trouble about?" ”

"We don't have a cleaner in our magazine, so you're not afraid of being tired of cleaning?"

"It's not that we're going to do this, it's that a thief has come into our magazine." Shangguan Jin explained.

"Damn, I actually recruited a thief. How much money was stolen? No, except for our pocket money, the magazine doesn't have any cash at all. Zhang Qiuxi was taken aback, and the first thing that thought of the thief was money, because this was the purpose of the thief.

It was only when I said that I realized that their magazine is different from other companies, and expenses such as manuscript fees are all directly transferred and not stored in cash at all, so it is impossible to lose money. Computers and projectors are also there, and there is nothing of value other than that.

Li Yue was also anxious when he heard this, and asked, "Did you lose something and call the police?" ”

"I haven't ...... yet" Ye Qingqing was interrupted by Zhang Qiuxi before she said two words, she said: "I'm dizzy, I was robbed, why didn't you call the police and stare here?" Red Bean, where are you going to play? It's not a good time to fight the thief with a mop. ”

"Don't talk, I'm about to find a clue." A wise glint flashed in Azuki's eyes. RS