"Just two lines of poetry, a total of only fourteen words, including the use of two allusions, is really terrifying!" Yang Zhi was stunned, shocked by Qin Song's talent, and all the works he wrote combined, they couldn't compare to the eighty-two words of others.

It's really worth 10,000 words!

The condensation of words, the use of allusions, the brilliance of talent, and the depiction of artistic conception, no matter from which point of view, this poem has been mastered.

At this time, Yang Zhifang realized that writing poetry is not a simple invitation to dinner, not painting and embroidering, compared with Qin Song, he is completely like the soil on the ground and the white clouds in the sky. said that it was a world of difference, and they all lifted him.

Good poems, really good poems, with the legacy of the ancients, making people dream back to ancient times!

Back at the kitchen knife shop, Yang Zhi couldn't wait to turn on the computer and log in to the "Mokesaoren" forum, which is a forum established by a group of people who love poetry and classical literature because of like-minded interests......

Because the audience is a group that loves classical culture, "Mokesaoren" is a niche website, and the daily activity is not high, but there are several real gods in it.

Yang Zhi logged in to his account, and with the ID of Yang Zhi with a big knife, he published his 8623rd post in the forum, "I rely on (‵o′) convex, Niu * exploded, I recommend to you a poem that Xiao Zhi was shocked by at first glance, and then looked at the poetry works that shocked the heavens, the author is Qin Song, that's right, it is Qin Song, who made a fuss on the Internet some time ago, he wrote a poem called "Difficult to Walk", published in the latest issue of "Poetry Magazine", and he got a poetry review written by Xu Jingcheng himself, Xiao Zhi had to sigh a cow * plus! ”

Yang Zhi came back and paid attention to Qin Song's Wei Bo for the first time, and found that the two sentences "There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, and hang on the clouds and sails to help the sea" These two sentences were indeed written by him, and he finally determined that the two Qin Song are the same person, and Qin Song, who writes poetry, is Qin Song, who writes novels!

Yang Zhi scratched his head, and there was an inexplicable sense of absurdity: I have two idols, one is Qin Song, and the other is also Qin Song?

Or in other words, my life is inseparable from three things, death, paying taxes and Qin Song!

Or, in another sentence, you can always fall in love with Qin Song repeatedly at different times?

"The Legend of the Seven Heroes of the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit" in childhood, "First Intimate Contact" in the ignorant love of youth, brain-burning reasoning "Murder on the Orient Express" in middle age, and "Difficult to Walk" in old age, oh no, it is "Difficult to Walk" in middle and young age.

Well, people are young, people are not old, who is not a baby, Yang Zhi subconsciously touched the back of his young bald head, and continued to tap on the keyboard, "The following is the original poem of "Difficult to Walk", because of copyright reasons, Xiao Zhi only sent the first four sentences, if you brothers can see it, you can buy a copy of "Poetry Magazine" to see, anyway, it is not expensive. ”

Yang Zhi typed out the first four sentences of "Difficult to Walk" with trembling hands and pasted them on the back of the post, at this moment, he seemed to have become the original author, fantasizing that this poem was written by him, trembling with excitement, and feeling uneasy!

When can I write such a masterpiece, Yang Zhi couldn't help but pick up the "Poetry Magazine" and read it again, it is really wonderful, every time I read it, I can have different life perceptions!

Yang Zhi is also well-known in the "Literati Slutker" forum, and you can see from the number of his posts that he is completely winning by quantity, and he is familiar with his face. Therefore, as soon as the post was published, it instantly had hundreds of views, and many people didn't even read the details of the post, so they ridiculed Yang Zhilai below:

"Yo, isn't this Xiao Zhizhi, what? I've written a new work again.,What about asking for comments? ”

"Hahaha, I haven't seen Xiao Zhizhi for a long time, and I thought you wouldn't be in the forum."

"First, it doesn't matter how many I am, but as long as I'm thick-skinned, I'll always be on the first floor!"

"Morning, Xiao Zhizhi."

"Hey, Xiao Zhizhi has changed careers, don't ask for comments, but recommend the work, occupy a building first, and then go to see what kind of work can impress Xiao Zhizhi, brothers, I'll test the poison first, if you don't reply in two minutes, you must have died of poisoning, remember to help me call the emergency number, thank you!"

"Thank you for recommending, 'The golden bottle sake bucket is ten thousand, and the jade plate is shy and ten thousand dollars. I can't eat when I stop throwing my cup, and I draw my sword and look around at a loss'. Yes, yes, these poems are very old-fashioned, which is in line with my taste. ”

"Are you sure it's in the Poetry Magazine? Not an unpopular work of the ancients? You said that this poem was written by a poet, I am not surprised, there are still people who can have this talent today? ”

"No, absolutely impossible, I don't believe it!"

"The artistic conception is very far-reaching, it is indeed a masterpiece, Qin Song? followed. ”

", God, "Poetry Magazine" cow*, I haven't read "Poetry Magazine" for a long time, I'm going to buy it now."

"Okay, don't say more, mom told me to get up from the ground quickly, don't kneel and look at your phone, it's cold on the ground!"

"Qin Song? The Qin Song that the landlord said can't be the Qin Song I know, right? Isn't this guy writing novels? What's wrong? The novel circle is not enough for him, and he has quietly crossed over into the poetry circle?"

"It's amazing, my Qin, I can even see his name in the Xiaopo Forum, Qin Song, attacking the universe, it's just around the corner!"

"Poetry Magazine is so trendy now? Even the works written by college students can be included, and they can even get Xu Jingcheng's poetry reviews, it seems that "Poetry Magazine" is getting worse and worse, stepping on the gas pedal and going downhill, I think I can do it too. ”

"Upstairs, don't talk hi, these poems written by people are indeed not something that ordinary people can write."

"But what do you say I'm from Class 3?"

“……”

"Literati Slutker" is a niche forum, those who can find this forum and pay attention to it basically have some literary skills, and those who are not interested will naturally not pay attention, just from the first four lines of the poem, many netizens can feel the extraordinary features of "Difficult to Walk".

After reading Yang Zhi's recommendation, they put down their work and went to bookstores in their respective cities to buy "Poetry Magazine", which was not much in stock, but it was sold out for the first time, which has to be said to be an unexpected joy.

I don't know if this is another kind of unintentional willow shady.

Yang Zhi saw that the post he posted was on the top of the homepage, and the reply instantly passed four digits, and he was proud, this is the first time he has posted a post that has been refined by the altar owner and placed on the top, this feeling is very cool.

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At this time, Qin Song had already returned to Yangcheng's apartment, well, it was Aunt Lin's apartment.

In the city, near and far, there are houses high and low. These reinforced concrete, which surround the city, are only in the suburbs, with a few gaps, as if they were specially left for the homeless. There are so many houses, but they are all theirs, and I, there is nothing!

"Hey, yes, that's where the bookshelves are." Qin Song didn't have time to be sentimental, he was directing the installers to place the bookshelves in Aunt Lin's study, which was specially used to display his works.

Originally, the bookshelf was going to be placed in his room, but unfortunately, the bookshelf was too big, the room was too small, and there was really no place to put it.

Although the total area of Aunt Lin's room is not large, the study is empty enough to put the bookshelves, besides, Aunt Lin's house is his house, where to put the bookshelves? It makes no difference.

Aunt Lin's inner OS: You put my bookshelf here, and I have to read the sample of "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit" published by me, right?

Well, after listening to the story that Qin Song told the little girl, Aunt Lin naturally became a fan of Qin Song.

Qin Song's inner OS: The bookshelf is placed on your side, which saves me a few square meters of space, every inch of land in Yangcheng, a few square meters is hundreds of thousands, and if you have a bargain, you don't take advantage of it, and you don't take advantage of it.

So, the two of them were embarrassed, oh, no, the two hit it off, commanded the installers, and moved the bookshelves to Aunt Lin's study.

"Okay, good work." Qin Song handed over a bottle of water to the installer to express his gratitude, and then rewarded a few yuan on the APP, although the amount was not much, but it represented his heart, and the courtesy was light and affectionate, otherwise it would be embarrassing to let the family move around.

The bookshelf was empty, Qin Song took out a book from his bag and put it on, don't get me wrong, these books were not bought by him with money, but samples sent to him by the publishing house.

After a while, the top floor of the bookshelf was filled, and now Qin Song can be regarded as a well-known writer.

Qin Song looked at the works on the bookshelf with gentle eyes, these are all his achievements, if he has a system, at this time, the prestige value should be "quack" soaring.

"System, come out quickly, I know you're here, I've seen you, don't play hide and seek with me." Qin Song was full of anticipation and tried to call the system in his heart. But no matter how many times he called it, the emotionless electronic synthesized sound "ding" never appeared!

The electronic synthesized sound did not appear, but Aunt Lin's crisp praise appeared in his ears.

"Ah, that's good, our little ode is amazing, there are so many works." Aunt Lin bent over and browsed the works on the shelves, "Poetry magazines, literary magazines, the domineering president fell in love with me......"

Qin Song leaned his back against the wall, clasped his hands on his chest, and his eyes deliberately carelessly, occasionally, fell on the convex and backward shadow in front of him from time to time.

It's not that he wants to peek, it's really, um, the room is not big, it's not big, anyway, it's, well, it's not pretending, it's a showdown, he just made the mistake that all men in the world make, what's wrong?

It's not that there is a saying, how to say it, you look at the scenery on the bridge, and the people who watch the scenery look at you on the bridge. It's the right time to look at the work in front of the bookshelf, and the person who wrote the work looks at you in front of the bookshelf.

Today's Aunt Lin didn't dress up deliberately, wearing loose home clothes, Rao is so, and it is difficult to hide her proud figure.

"Hah, I found it." Aunt Lin found the latest album she hadn't read yet in the album of "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit", and jumped up happily, like a little girl who got a lollipop.

Ahem, it turns out that Aunt Lin likes this kind of Taoism, Qin Song was speechless, remember when you told the story to the little girl, you didn't seem to be very interested.

If Aunt Lin likes to read similar children's literature, she can consider "Oriental Divine Baby", "Divine Soldier Boy", "Divine Chef Little Fugui", "Qiqi Adventures" and so on.

Among them, "Oriental Divine Baby", "Divine Chef Little Fugui" and "The Adventures of Qiqi" are in the same vein as "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit", all of which are Yu Hua's consultant works.

Well, it is Yu Hua who wrote "Alive" and "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood", and his motto is to leave the pain to the reader and the happiness to himself!

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