"The farthest distance in the world?"

Standing behind Lin Dong, looking at Zhao Feihu, who was holding the pen and moving his hand after pondering for a while, when Lin Dong wrote the nine words "The Farthest Distance in the World", he suddenly rubbed his chin and said in his heart: "It's quite poetic to look at the name, but I don't know how the content ......."

Rustle-

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Lin Dong didn't notice Zhao Feihu standing behind him at this time, and all his energy was now injected into the pen in his hand and the words in his hand.

"The farthest distance in the world

Not life and death

But I stand before you

But you don't know I love you......"

In his previous life, Lin Dong remembered not many modern poems, especially modern poems about love.

But this song "The Farthest Distance in the World", he has been firmly in his heart since junior high school.

Without him, the poetry is too famous!

The students are all reciting it backwards, if they don't know, it will be a very embarrassing thing!

"The Farthest Distance in the World", a mournful poem about a secret love, could almost be said to be eaten by both men and women in previous lives.

Whoever sees the first line of this poem for the first time will naturally be drawn to it.

And if you read it any further, you will be completely overwhelmed by the kind of things that it wants to say but can't say. Obviously the two love each other, but they can't be together. It's obviously close at hand, but it's like an artistic conception far away from the horizon to the whole fall!

When Lin Dong first heard this poem from someone else's mouth, he was still a novice who didn't know anything about love. But when the first sentence of his poem came out, a touch of sadness and sadness naturally surged in his heart.

As for why the poem "The Furthest Distance in the World" can have such an influence, in addition to the fact that the words and artistic conception of the poem itself are really moving. Its author is also particularly awesome!

In a previous life, if you went to any university and asked students who wrote the poem and where it came from, they would almost always say: Rabindranath Tagore! "Flying Birds"!

But there is a lot of controversy on the Internet about who the author of this poem is.

Because someone once looked through Tagore's "Birds" and found that there was no poem in it. And some scholars of Indian literature and Tagore have also said that they have never seen the poem at all.

Therefore, some netizens later viciously speculated that this love poem, which earned tens of millions of netizens, may have been concocted by the famous magazine "Reader" in the previous life.

"The farthest distance in the world

It's not that I can't say I miss you

It's about loving one another

But they can't be together

The farthest distance in the world

It's not that we love each other, but we can't be together

But he knows that true love is invincible

but pretended not to care......"

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The nib of the pen is still wandering on the white paper.

At this time, Zhao Feihu, who was standing behind Lin Dong, had tears faintly passing through the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Feihu once heard someone say: People who have never had a crush will not understand the desolation of a crush.

So, there will always be someone who proudly says, "Never have I ever had a crush on someone else!" ”

Because they know: crushes are humble, and we dare not admit it.

Therefore, I would also say that I have never had a crush on someone else......

Anyone has a crush when they are young, and Zhao Feihu is no exception. So at this time, Lin Dong threw out "The Farthest Distance in the World", which was named the "Love Bible" by young boys and girls in his previous life, and it is strange that Zhao Feihu, an emotionally rich guy, does not cry like a dog.

"Whew-"

With a light breath, Lin Dong put down the water-based pen in his hand.

Although he has passed the age of being moved by this poisonous chicken soup-like poem, writing it at this time, Lin Dong is more or less infected by the sad artistic conception of transcending life and death.

"Woo woo~~~"

At this time, Lin Dong's ears suddenly moved, because he suddenly heard some strange sounds.

"Cousin, what about crying?"

Looking at the position of the strange sound, Lin Dong suddenly found that Zhao Feihu, who had always been out of character and considered to be romantic, was silently wiping the corners of his eyes that still had tear stains.

"Who is crying, it was windy just now, and my eyes got into the sand......"

Such an embarrassing scene was seen by Lin Dong, Zhao Feihu hurriedly turned his face away, and casually made up a lie.

"Hehe......"

Hearing this, Lin Dong only pulled the corners of his mouth speechlessly, and did not further expose it.

After the two were silent for a while, Zhao Feihu, who had been completely withdrawn from poetry just now, couldn't wait to get the A4 paper full of beautiful words on the desk.

"Wait!"

However, just when his fingers were about to touch the A4 paper, Lin Dong took a step ahead of him and held the paper in his hand.

"Lin Dong, what do you mean by that? It can't be a reversal, right? ”

Seeing that Lin Dong had taken away the manuscript paper one step ahead of him, Zhao Feihu suddenly thought that he was reluctant to give such a good poem to himself.

"Cousin, I can give you poems to pretend to be or pickle girls! But you have to be assured that this poem cannot be used for any commercial purposes without my consent. Can you promise me? ”

Lin Dong knew the commercial value of this poem, so although he wrote it and gave it to Zhao Feihu, it didn't mean that he didn't value the value of the poem.

"Promise! Promise! ”

Originally, I thought that Lin Dong was reluctant to give this classic poem to himself, but now that he knew that he just cared about the commercial value of the poem, Zhao Feihu's originally obviously unhappy face suddenly became happy.

"Well, I won't give you the first draft, I'll keep it myself!"

Zhao Feihu agreed so simply, if Lin Dong might as well do it, he would definitely suffer in the future.

"Stingy!"

Hearing this, Zhao Feihu pursed his lips a little unhappily, but he didn't refute anything.

Now that the poem has been written, after Lin Dong drank a glass of water, he picked up the water-based pen that he had put down before.

"This song can be sung by both men and women, and I was inspired to write it when I occasionally saw a report in the military newspaper before. As for the rules, it's the same as before! ”

After saying this to Zhao Feihu, who was holding his hand-copied manuscript of "The Farthest Distance" at this time, Lin Dong began to write the name of the song on another piece of white A4 paper.

- "When Your Hair Brushes My Steel Gun"