The members of the "Trekking Poetry Society" each have to submit a poem manuscript every week, which can stump Qian Aishu, and often Li Hongdou has to urge him today to ask for tomorrow to barely make up a few sentences to fill up. Li Hongdou was very dissatisfied and blamed Qian for not caring about books. Qian Aishu felt very aggrieved, writing poetry is not something that can be written well if you want to, otherwise the word "poet" may be meaningless.

"Do you have any poetry books that you can lend me to read?" Qian Aishu decided to take a look at it more and then do it.

"Yes, I have a poetry collection at home, you said whose poems you want to read, right?"

"I don't know who to read, can you recommend a few copies to me."

"Let me think about it, Shakespeare, Tagore......" Li Hongdou crossed his fingers and tilted his head slightly, "My favorite poet is Pushkin, and I have read every one of his poems very carefully." ”

"Oh, is it? I really like him so much. ”

"I will always be loved by the people, because I evoke that good feeling with the harp of poetry......"

Qian Aishu smiled and looked at Li Hongdou reading poetry. Many times, Qian Aishu will compare Xiaobao with Li Hongdou. Xiaobao is like a portrait carved on a stone slab, the appearance that is difficult to scrape with a knife without a trace, will never change. But Li Hongdou, the portrait in Qian Aishu's mind changes a little every day, sometimes more, sometimes less. Occasionally, there will be a little surprise.

Half a year after Qian Aishu joined the "Trekking Poetry Society", he emptied his mind to come up with a poem, which was more tiring than doing ten math test papers.

This time, Qian Aishu handed over the poem to Li Hongdou in advance. Li Hongdou was very happy: "Brother, enlightened?" Taken the initiative? ”

Li Hongdou opened the manuscript paper of Qian Aishu's folded and folded papers, and read it while reading:

"The Castle, Qian Aishu

When I think back to my childhood, I had a bunch of keys

How many times have I pinned it to my bag belt

I hope it can sing like a wind chime with a crisp voice

The brothers gave it a lot of encouragement

There are also brothers who accompany and echo it

The skirts of the sisters' aura swayed

The sound of the wind and the chorus of choruse

Today, many years later

The key pinned to the bag was embroidered

Muddy all the blue sky

Only a boy with long hair remained, dragging his weak legs

That yellow meadow under a filthy sky

Wander outside an old castle. ”

"I'm racking my brains, how's it going?" Qian Aishu asked eagerly.

"You wrote that?" Li Hongdou raised his head and looked at Qian Aishu and asked.

"Of course I wrote it? Do you think I'm proud to write something like this? ”

"Don't be so pessimistic." Li Hongdou said, "It's much better than the previous times, don't talk about this, I want to ask you a question." ”

"What's the problem?"

"Do you like to listen to classical music?"

"I like it. I like the erhu, the flute, and the guzheng. "Three Alleys of Plum Blossoms"

"That's classical music, huh? I love Chopin. Li Hongdou looked proud.

"I don't like foreigners." Qian Aishu said.

"What happened to foreigners? If you listen to foreign classical music, you may feel better. ”

"I'm a stubborn person, and I'm old-fashioned, and it can be hard to change."

"So much nonsense with you." Li Hongdou took out a magazine from his schoolbag, opened it and pointed to Qian Aishu to read, "Poetry Contest, "Yellow River Poetry Magazine", Teacher Xie wants to organize everyone to participate. ”

"Poetry contest, what's my business?" Qian Aishu said curtly, "How dare I take out this kind of fake poem? ”

"Why are you so unconfident?" Li Hongdou shook his fingers, "I see that you have made great progress." ”

"You're confident." Qian Aishu smiled, "I'm different, but it's okay, the poetry club has you." ”

"There is a lot of strength in numbers. Teacher Xie said that the 'Trekking Poetry Society' participated collectively. ”

"Don't you need an invitation letter for a group to participate?"

"That's easy, with Teacher Xie here."

"Teacher Xie? Will people invite us? Qian Aishu was a little skeptical, "What level of magazine is this "Yellow River Poetry Magazine"? ”

"Of course, it can represent the authority of Chinese poetry."

"What?" Qian Aishu almost fainted, "Then we ......"

"Look at what scares you, dirt buns!" Li Hongdou pointed out the call for papers in the magazine to Qian Aishu again, "For middle school students, the 'Spring Bud Cup' - encourage newcomers to participate, do you understand?" ”

"But we're only junior high school students."

"I really can't help you, forget it, I'm not so boring with you." Li Hongdou put the "Yellow River Poetry Magazine" into his schoolbag, "Brother, you really have no interest in poetry?" Entering the Poetry Club just to support me? ”

"There is still an interest in reading poetry, and as for writing poetry, it's not just a matter of interest." Qian Aishu thought for a long time before answering.

"I think you have the potential to write poetry, and it would be a waste if you didn't write poetry."

"It's a waste if you don't go to fortune telling."

A few days later, Fan Yan looked for Qian Aishu and said that he wanted to join the poetry club, but he was afraid that Li Hongdou would not agree, so he asked Qian Aishu to say good things.

Qian Aishu asked Fan Yan, why did he suddenly want to join the poetry club?

Fan Yan was hesitant at first, and finally he said, "Isn't there a big competition recently?" I want to participate, in fact, I have loved poetry since I was a child, but I don't hide it. Hehe. Fan Yan felt his face flush as he spoke.

"You lie to yourself."

"Hehe, hehe." Fan Yan smiled embarrassedly again.

As he was talking, Li Hongdou walked into the classroom and saw Qian Aishu talking to Fan Yan, and he didn't even bother to talk to Qian Aishu. When Fan Yan saw it, he returned to his seat with great interest.

"He told you about joining the company?" Li Hongdou asked Qian Aishu.

"yes, how do you know?"

"It's really useless, and I don't dare to come forward with this little thing." Li Hongdou wrote a few words on the paper and pushed it to Qian Aishu to read, which read: "Don't go along with him, otherwise I will ignore you." ”

Fan Yan sat in the back, and saw that Li Hongdou had written a note for Qian Aishu, and wanted to know what was written, so he stretched his neck and peeked ahead.

"What are you doing? Why are you so uneducated? Li Hongdou was not joking at all.

"Take a look, just look at ......" Fan Yan was extremely embarrassed.

"Did I show you?" Li Hongdou is unforgiving.

Fan Yan was originally an arrogant person, where could he stand this kind of anger, and immediately scolded Li Hongdou: "Don't you have to inch in!" ”

"What are you going to do if I have to make an inch? I'm like that, better than if you weren't educated. ”

Fan Yan's face turned blue with anger, and he pointed at Li Hongdou's nose, looking like he wanted to beat someone when he saw him.

"If you dare to say it again, I will, I will ......"

"What are you? Hit? You scum, am I still afraid of you? ”

Li Hongdou didn't save any face for Fan Yan. Fan Yan was so angry that his fingers trembled.

"What? Don't dare. Don't pretend to work so hard if you don't dare. Li Hongdou stood up from his seat, and the more he scolded, the more energetic he became.

"You!" Fan Yan was so angry that he couldn't help but push Li Hongdou, Li Hongdou was pushed by Fan Yan and sat down under the desk, and his hands touched the books and pens on the desk while falling. Everything on the table was swept to the floor.

"You!" Li Hongdou's face was flushed with shame, he picked up a ballpoint pen on the ground, got up and stabbed at Fan Yan. Everyone was stunned, Fan Yan didn't have time to react too much, and his palm just instinctively slapped towards Li Hongdou's head.

"Ahh

Fan Yan and Li Hongdou screamed at the same time. Li Hongdou's pen poked on Fan Yan's arm, and Fan Yan slapped Li Hongdou's face.

The results were all unexpected by the two of them, and the two stood there with big eyes, and no one said anything.

The next few classes were uneventful, and there was no further fighting. Fan Yan always looks like he is sincerely afraid, and when he is in class, he is not like before, he always likes to interject a few words when he has something to do, and only closes his mouth quietly.

"Li Hongdou, you're scared to death today." During class in the afternoon, Qian Aishu said to Li Hongdou.

"He hit me, why didn't you see it? You'll say me! ”

"That's what you did first, people are just good at it."

"Then I did it on purpose again? Whoever calls him so stupid, he can't hide. ”

"You always have a lot of reasoning." Qian Aishu pushed Li Hongdou and asked her to look back at Fan Yan's appearance, Fan Yan was lying on the table, his hands stretched out to both sides, stretching out for a long time.

Li Hongdou couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw it, "It's more like pulling your ears down again." ”

"Like what, don't bother me, I don't want to pay attention to you." Fan Yan said angrily.

"Like a dog." Li Hongdou continued to stab Fan Yan.

"You just scold hard, I don't care." This time, Fan Yan became more and more calm, and he didn't raise his head.

"Really? You said you didn't care, don't blame me. ”

"Whether you say it or not is your own business, I'll treat you as a fart."

"Don't you really want to join the 'Trekking Poetry Society'. I didn't dare to tell me in a weak heart, and I asked my brother to say, okay, for the sake of pretending to be a dog so similar today, I'll be compassionate, ah! Poor bastard, what a pitiful thing. "Li Hongdou has a posture of not being mad and Fan Yan not giving up.

"You're wrong, I joined the poetry club to see how you made a fool of yourself in the poetry club, I heard that someone pretended to be a monkey and looked very similar, but I was afraid that it would be more realistic than me pretending to be a dog. I really want to open my eyes. ”

"Then I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, no one in the poetry club can pretend to be a monkey, but I can consider bringing in a dog, and I'm afraid that he will eat too much and his mouth will not be clean, which will affect everyone's mood."

"You!" Fan Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his head and glared at Li Hongdou, "You have a clean mouth!" ”

"What! Manic seizures want to bite? Li Hongdou didn't take Fan Yan in his eyes, "Don't pretend, you can scare others, but you can't scare me Li Hongdou." ”

Originally, Qian Aishu looked at the appearance of the two of them and thought that there were signs of reconciliation, but they got worse and worse.

"You two don't make a fuss, what are you arguing about."

"Shut up!" Fan Yan and Li Hongdou spoke in unison.

"Let's make enough noise." Qian Aishu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, Li Hongdou and Fan Yan kept raising the bar, and Qian Aishu was irritable when he heard it. So he walked out of the classroom and went to the playground a few laps by himself.

The campus of Jiangbei Middle School is very small, and it looks like a boxy matchbox, and anyone will feel bored after staying in it for a long time.

I don't know what's going on, but I walked and walked to the front of Mr. Ruan's office. Teacher Ruan was correcting homework in the office, Qian Aishu didn't want to disturb Teacher Ruan, so he walked over from the window with a cat's waist, but was found by Teacher Ruan inadvertently looking up.

"Money loves books." Teacher Ruan stopped Qian Aishu.

"Teacher Ruan." Qian Aishu quickly turned around and stood respectfully.

"What, what's wrong?" Teacher Ruan looked weird when he looked at Qian Aishu.

"It's okay, it's stuffy in the classroom, come out and breathe."

"That's it. Come in and sit down. Teacher Ruan stood up, "Come in and sit." ”

Teacher Ruan pulled out a chair from under the table for Qian Aishu to sit down.

"I heard that you have also joined the 'Trekking Poetry Society', how is it? Can you write poetry? Teacher Ruan looked at Qian Aishu with a smile.

"Make do with it, one poem a week is squeezed out of toothpaste."

"Really? It's good to be able to squeeze it out, keep up the good work. ”

"It doesn't matter, I'm just trying to have fun anyway."

"That's too, it's better not to miss your studies, I'm most at ease with you."

Qian Aishu's face turned red.

After chatting with Teacher Ruan for a while, Qian Aishu went back to the classroom. Fortunately, back in the classroom, Li Hongdou and Fan Yan had stopped fighting. Li Hongdou fell asleep on the table, and Fan Yan was not in the classroom.

The strange thing is that Fan Yan did not show up during the entire afternoon class. Qian Aishu asked Fan Yan, the classmate sitting behind him, where he was, and the classmate pouted at Li Hongdou Nunu without speaking. Qian Aishu also understands.

It can be seen that Li Hongdou is also very unhappy. After three classes in the afternoon, Li Hongdou lay on the table for all three classes, and never even raised his head. After dinner, there was no one in the classroom, "Aren't you very open?" Qian Aishu asked Li Hongdou cautiously.

Li Hongdou still didn't say anything.

Qian Aishu looked uneasy, and pushed Li Hongdou and said, "What's wrong with you today, I've never seen you so silent." ”

"Brother, did I have a grudge against Fan Yan in my previous life?"

"You ask me? I ask you about the same. ”

"Hey, I'm really miserable." Li Hongdou's face was sad.

"Can't you say a few words to each other, let each other go?"

"It's not that great."

"Then I don't have anything to say, anyway, don't hurt the other party's self-esteem too much."

"Try your best." After saying this, Li Hongdou left, and it was too late for Qian Aishu to say a few more words.

Under the influence of Li Hongdou and Fan Yan, Qian Aishu was not happy.