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Yang Ting introduced Chen Beiming's four works one by one.

In fact, at this moment, every participant has already got a sample of the "Poetry Magazine" published in November, and Chen Beiming's four poems have been printed on it, and everyone can read it by themselves.

Introducing four poems with completely different themes and themes, Yang Ting looked at everyone with a smile: "Okay, let's give the time to you, you can talk about your views on one or a few of these four poems, praise or criticism, there are no taboos, the only hope is that I hope everyone will bloom and a hundred schools of thought will contend, okay, which one will come first?" ”

Ma Youwei raised his hand and said with a smile: "That's still the same, I'll come first, everyone knows me, I'm a pseudo-poet among everyone, if I don't rush to be the first to speak, I won't have a chance to speak later." ”

Hahahaha.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Only Liu Yi and Chen Beiming, who participated in this poetry meeting for the first time, were confused.

Yang Ting quietly explained to Chen Beiming: "Teacher Ma is actually not a poet in the real sense, so the leader did not agree when he first came to participate in this poetry meeting, although there were few people in this poetry meeting at that time, but Teacher Ma was stalking, and the leader had to give him a chance to learn from everyone, but the leader couldn't, so he said to Teacher Ma, then you have to have at least one poem, Teacher Ma listened, held it for twenty minutes on the spot, and finally held back a poem, the leader saw that he was really sincere, so he left him, He was the only one of all the members of our poetry club who was not a poet. ”

Chen Beiming glanced at Ma Youwei, and was secretly surprised that Ma Youwei's methods were really doing everything!

At this time, Ma Youwei restrained his smile, then glanced at Chen Beiming, and said with a smile: "Although I may be the first person to come into contact with Xiaoshan among all the people, everyone may not believe it, among all the people on the scene, I may be the last person who knows that Xiaoshan is still a poet!"

When I saw the draft of Xiaoshan's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" a few days ago, I realized that Xiaoshan could still write poems! In the past, I was secretly thinking in my heart, well, when I have the opportunity one day, I must be Xiaoshan's introducer and recommend him to participate in this poetry meeting hosted by the poetry magazine, on the one hand, it will open his eyes, and on the other hand, it will also show off my status in the rivers and lakes..... Unexpectedly, the first meeting with Xiaoshan at the poetry club was to appreciate Xiaoshan's poetry works! ”

Ma Youwei put on a look of wanting to cry without tears, and everyone laughed when they saw it.

The atmosphere of the poetry meeting was harmonious to the extreme.

"Among Xiaoshan's four works, my favorite is the "Linjiang Immortal" in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. In just a few sentences, people feel the subtlety in the boldness, and the deep charm in the high-pitched. ”

Ma Youwei's ability to write poetry is not flattering, but this level of appreciation is indeed not bad, which is why the poetry club has always kept him, everyone needs a person who can be particularly able to boast and boast quite a level, obviously, Ma Youwei also knows that his only use is this, so every time he does his best to give full play to this point.

Everyone spoke one after another, some talked about their feelings after reading these poems, some talked about the inspiration that these poems brought to everyone, and some talked about their own gains from the perspective of creation.

"Teacher Liu Yi, you can also talk about it." Yang Ting smiled at Liu Yi: "You and Xiaoshan are both young but talented writers in their twenties, and they are both all-round development, reportage, poetry, and achievements in all aspects, you should have more say in each other's works." ”

Liu Yi picked up the microphone: "Seniors, poets, then I will say a few words, these four poems by Mr. Xiaoshan have various themes and different themes, which can be described as talented." ”

praised Chen Beiming a few words, and Liu Yi changed his words: "But from the perspective of me, an old poet, I think Mr. Xiaoshan's poems actually have room for improvement!"

I think Mr. Xiaoshan's biggest deficiency is that the language is too simple and simple, we say poetic poetry, what is poetry, from the perspective of language, first of all, it must give people a beautiful feeling, but everyone sees, whether it is "I stand guard for the great motherland" or "Broken Chapter", Mr. Xiaoshan's works, words and sentences are a little ..... How to put it, you stand on the bridge and look at the view, and the people watching the view are watching you from upstairs..... This kind of word choice and sentence formation should be able to be achieved by elementary school students, right? I think that if this poem could work the language, the standard would be even higher! So Xiaoshan should put more effort into this. ”

Swish.

Everyone's eyes looked at Chen Beiming in unison.

Everyone can see that Liu Yi is picking on Chen Beiming's thorn.

Ma Youwei's speech just now raised Chen Beiming's status intentionally or unintentionally, and secretly lowered Liu Yi's status, and now, Liu Yi has fought back. So everyone wants to see how Chen Beiming will answer!

Chen Beiming naturally felt the strangeness in the air, but he was not nervous, he smiled, and then Liu Yi's words: "I may not agree with some of Mr. Liu Yi's words, the language of poetry is actually only a very small part of the poem, and his role is to express, so as long as we can express what we want to express clearly, it doesn't matter whether the language of poetry is simple or gorgeous.

The short poem "Broken Chapter", I can actually use some gorgeous rhetoric, but I think it is actually such a simple and simple sentence that is the most beautiful, so I don't accept Liu Yi's criticism just now, I don't have gorgeous rhetoric, but I think that these four poems only need simple and simple language, and we don't need to be gorgeous for the sake of being gorgeous when we write poems. ”

Liu Yi's pupils contracted violently.

Originally, he just wanted to criticize Chen Beiming for a few words, but at this moment, he never expected Chen Beiming to react like this?

Isn't this a direct slap in the face?

He just said that Chen Beiming should strengthen the learning and use of language, and they immediately countered and said that I don't know how to use it, I just don't disdain to use it.

Good! Very good!

You brought it on yourself!

Liu Yi secretly gritted his teeth, and then said with a smile: "Oh, it seems that I blame Teacher Xiaoshan, but since Teacher Xiaoshan has said that he can also write poems with beautiful language, why not take this opportunity today to write a poem and open everyone's eyes?" ”

Several writers who came with Liu Yi looked at each other and shouted together.

"Well, that's a good idea."

"Hehe, Mr. Xiaoshan, then you can show us all your beautiful sentences, right?"

"Yes, yes, let's also feel the talent of Mr. Xiaoshan today!"

Chen Beiming smiled: "Okay, then Teacher Liu Yi will come up with the question!" ”

When Liu Yi heard this, he laughed in his heart: "Chen Beiming, Chen Beiming, you can't live because you are doing your own sin, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!" ”

After a moment, Liu Yi stood up and looked down.

Downstairs, a narrow alley stretches quietly from south to north, and in the alley, a girl walks quietly with an umbrella.

"Mr. Xiaoshan, let's take the alley as the theme, if you can, it's best to have the picture of a girl with an umbrella in the poem." Liu Yi smiled.

As soon as Liu Yi's words fell, everyone at the scene was stunned.

"Alleys? It's better to have a girl with an umbrella inside? This...... That's too much to ask, isn't it? ”

"Can you write a poem like this?" Someone turned his head and asked his companion next to him.

"Difficult!" The companion shook his head, "The theme of alleys is difficult to extend on its own!" ”

"If you insist on piecing it together, you may be able to write a poem, but the conditions are too harsh, and it is basically impossible to produce a high-quality product!" Someone whispered.

"This kind of poem, maybe only Mr. Wang Hongda can complete it!"

"Well, that's right, but Mr. Wang Hongda can't do what Liu Yi said, this is improvisational poetry, I don't have much time to think about it, and, what's more, there are still a few restrictions, and Mr. Wang Hongda's poems, the language is a rough and bold type, and it is not delicate and beautiful."

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads secretly.

With so many poets on the scene, no one could fulfill Liu Yi's request.

The poets of the entire Xia Kingdom are afraid that few of them can do it.

"This Liu Yi's heart is too dark, and he has such a difficult question, isn't this deliberately difficult?"

Everyone looked at Chen Beiming with sympathetic eyes.

It's just that no one expected that Chen Beiming was not panicked at all, he was very calm, he just stood up, walked around a few times with his hands folded, pondered for a moment, and after a while, he raised his head: "Yes, the name of my poem is called "Rain Alley"

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

It's long, long

Lonely rain alley

I hope it will be

A clove like that

A girl with a grudge

She is

The color of lilacs

Lilac-like fragrance

Lilac-like sorrow

Wailing in the rain

Complaining and hesitating......"

The poem recited by Chen Beiming is Dai Wangshu's classic poem "Rain Alley", this poem is known to those who have gone to high school, and there is no need to say more.

After chanting, Chen Beiming turned around and looked at Liu Yi with a smile: "Teacher Liu Yi, does the language of this poem meet the standard you said?" ”

But Liu Yi can't speak anymore!

What can he say?

What else does he have to say?

He has no face to say anymore!

Not only did he have nothing to say, everyone on the scene, Ma Youwei, Yang Ting, writers and poets from the General Political Department, and poets from other places, all of them couldn't speak.

Everyone has been shocked by the beauty and classics of this "Rain Alley" to the point of speechlessness.

Is this Chen Beiming a poet immortal?

Why is the level of poetry writing so high?

Opening your mouth is a classic?

How will this make everyone live in the future!