CHAPTER 231: CALL
Chapter subtitle: Hip-Hop and Square Dance...... Take your pick. (note 1)
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Emily Dickinson is not fortunate or over-the-top to become the second greatest poet in America after Whitman.
"I Died Beautiful" is actually her work before her death, and to be her masterpiece is definitely worthy of its name.
The poem is sad but not sad, with a little philosophical thought.
This poem is plain but not bland, with such a sweet aftertaste.
This poem is arrogant but not arrogant, which not only vividly shows the author's belief in the pursuit of beauty and truth in the face of death, but also has a hint of self-deprecation.
But, but, but, this poem is really written by intellectuals for intellectuals. If you don't have a little feeling and a certain posture, what do you read "I died of British (American) Jun (Li)" and think that the author is shamelessly stinky and beautiful.
Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, most of the people before Master Yuan's "remains" at this time were intellectuals with posture and feelings, and almost all of them were Americans, Americans in the 1920s.
Needless to say, Americans in the 1920s naturally had the literary tastes of Americans in the 1920s. So the poem immediately touched their heartstrings.
"Smack......
Mr. Theodore Dresser, one of the three great American writers of the twentieth century, suddenly slapped his two palms together.
"Smack, smack......"
Mr. and Mrs. Fitzgerald, who also had outstanding literary talents, looked at each other and applauded.
"Smack, smack, slap......"
Einstein and Tesla, who are not low in literary attainments, couldn't help but high-five.
"Bang Bang ......"
The room burst into applause.
John McCall clapped and stealthily glanced at Louis Baker in the front row.
The latter nodded slightly in understanding, and when the applause was a little low, he took a few steps, turned to face everyone, and said with a little cry: "Hey, I didn't expect Neo to give me the copyright of "Di Gong's Case......"
"He is not only my friend but also my teacher, and without him we would not have our NYPR. And my grandfather also admired him very much, thinking that Neo was not only talented but also of good character. He established the SCP Foundation to inspire just causes around the world......"
"That's why on behalf of the Baker family, I'm donating $100,000 to the SCP Foundation!"
Before he could finish speaking, Emma Pulitzer gently nudged her father, Herbert Pulitzer.
The editor-in-chief of Le Monde also stood up and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Yuan also takes a lot of care of our newspaper, he not only has a visionary vision, but also a warm heart. Then on behalf of Le Monde, I would like to donate $50,000 to the SCP Foundation! β
"Mr. Yuan's works have made great contributions to our publishing house, and his literary works are a precious spiritual treasure for us Americans." Then came Helen Brown's daddy, "On behalf of New York University Press, I donated $25,000 to the SCP Foundation!" β
"Then I'll donate 5,000!"
"Count me in!"
"Mr. McCall, here's my check!"
With these three New York celebrities taking the lead, everyone present was embarrassed not to shed some blood, so they took out their check holders and donated money to the SCP Foundation.
At this moment, a shrill female voice sounded behind the crowd: "I'm going to donate 404 to the SCP Foundation!" β
When everyone heard the voice, they saw that the person who donated "404" was a petite young woman with a black veil, and she was accompanied by a tall, handsome, and heroic Brigadier General of the United States Army.
Needless to say, this brigadier general is the youngest brigadier general in the history of the United States.
The man and woman walked through the crowd and came to Yuan Yanqi's bed.
Ms. Brooks looked at the body covered in sheets and said with tears in her eyes, "I gave 404 Fifth Avenue to Neo's SCP Foundation because he loved it. He's dead, and my kids and I don't want to stay anymore......"
As she spoke, her feet went limp, but fortunately the brigadier took her in his arms with a quick hand......
Yuan Yan, whose body was not yet cold, said in her heart, the queen of star coins is really worthy of being the queen of star coins, and the old lover brought a hot new lover to the house before it was cold.
But then again, if the hostess is not enlightened by others, how can Peng Sheng shine, and how can the door of "home" be bright?
Hey, there's a couplet when you say that.
The upper link is: there is tolerance is everyone's brightness. The next link is: If there is nothing to do, GONE Road is open, horizontal batch: every day can be P. (Author's note: Q Please feel free to reprint, I do not charge manuscript fees.) οΌ
"I-I-can I look at him again?" A teary-eyed Ms. Brooks asked pitifully.
"Uh......-huh," the brigadier general who had put his arm around her snorted, but did not object.
He doesn't object anymore, what do others object?
The old doctor nodded, and lifted the sheet for her, revealing Master Yuan, who was still very bright when it was cold......
"Woo woo woo ......" Keke gently pushed the brigadier away, hurried to him, took out a small handkerchief and wiped his tears, and called softly, "Tired ......"
"Tired! I'm coming......"
There was another terrible call from outside the crowd, and when everyone looked back again, they saw a woman who looked like a skeleton rushing in with her hair scattered.
She pushed Ms. Brooks away from the bed, almost causing her family to fall to the ground, but fortunately, the brigadier general was extremely good at military and hugged him again in time...... Well, their "Keke".
I saw the visitor slamming on Yuan Yanqi's body and crying, "Tired, why did you leave?" Woowoo woo ......"
"Sorry, didn't you promise me to take me to see the roses and robins on the shores of Lake George? Woowoo woo ......"
Lake George is in northeastern New York State, much closer than Daming Lake. The rose is the state flower of New York State, and the robin is naturally the state bird.
"Woooooooooo......oo I'm tired, I hate you so much!! β
She cried out loud as she screamed heartbreakingly, and at the same time beat Master Yuan's chest like crazy.
When everyone heard this cry and saw this situation, their hearts couldn't help but feel sorry. Of course, they know that this woman is not hate, but love.
Because she's a well-known secret of "NY's NY...... That lover.
"Tired, wake me up!" Lillian Gish suddenly stopped crying, turned over and sat down on top of her lover's body, and said very seriously, "If you don't wake up again, I'll be, I'll ......."
"Smack!"
She raised her hand and gave Master Yuan a big mouth: "Why haven't you woken up yet?" β
"Smack!"
"Wake up quickly!"
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She didn't get the slap because a large hand grabbed her slap accurately.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Yuan Yanqi, whose cheeks were flushed, said angrily, "If you continue to fight like this, I will be beaten to death by you!! β
The big star with a sluggish face ate and said: "Hit, beat, beat?! Aren't you dead in the first place? β
"yes......"
Our Master Yuan suddenly came to his senses, looked affectionately at the secret lover that everyone knew was his lover, and said softly: "Lilian, you called me!" β
Anyone who still remembers Li Lei and Han Meimei, the two friends, must remember that the word CALL has the meaning of awakening.
"You're alive?"
"I'm alive!"
The two of them looked at each other affectionately.
"Greasy ......"
"Lillian ......"
The two of them embraced each other passionately.
"Hello, did I come in time?"
"Lilian, I'd rather you didn't come, you almost beat me to death."
"Tired, who called you so bad and deceived so many people."
"Lillian, you wait, I'll show you what real adultery is at night......"
The two of them showed their true feelings......
"Smack!"
A dazzling white light flashed, which woke up the pair of "bitter" mandarin ducks.
It turned out that it was the "Lord Priestess", who habitually carried a camera, who habitually took a news photo of historical significance.
And the name of this photo is "The Power of Love", because love can really overcome death...... (note 2)
It is said that Miss Wei Mingzhu also felt the power of love when she saw this photo, so she had a large amount of food.
So when Yuan Yanqian arrived in Semarang to greet her relatives, she almost didn't recognize her fiancΓ©e.
The bridegroom claimed that if the bride-to-be could not regain her figure before returning to Shanghai, it would be okay if the marriage was not consummated!
His reason is that if he marries such a fat man and goes home, everyone thinks that he really eats soft rice.
Of course, history proves that he was completely over-minded.
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Note 1: The rest of his life is early, if Murong is dozens of years younger...... How old is that, this hip-hop is not just hip-hop.
A casual paragraph:
As long as it is accompanied by music, it is discarded
Immediately became a Hip-Hop
The little red guy can rhyme, and there is powdergrass
FOR MAO, NO ONE CALLED ME FOR LAO ZI?
Note 2: "The Power of Love" is a famous square dance song...... Don't ask me how I know!