Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Ballad of the Poetic Path
Tang Yuewen left Jiang's house before Jiang's father and Jiang's mother came back.
She hasn't prepared to meet Jiang Yulou's parents yet, and it's not appropriate to be nameless.
Just as Jiang Yulou's second work was about to be completed, the editorial office of Yanhe magazine in the provincial capital received two letters, which will cause an uproar in the future.
Founded in 1956, Yanhe Magazine is the most influential magazine in Shaanxi.
Since the end of that incident, Yanhe has received more and more submissions from authors, some from other places, but the most from the local area.
Lu Yu, editor of Yanhe magazine.
Speaking of road rumors, everyone must know it.
His book "Ordinary World" was selected into the "70 Novels Collection of 70 Years of New China", and this novel was later adapted into a TV series with great influence.
Of course, there is also an anecdote that he worked as a farmer in Liangjiahe in his early years and lived in a cave with the big leader.
Lu Yu is a native of Yulin, and since graduating from Yanhe University, he has been assigned to Yanhe magazine as an editor, and it has been three years so far.
Don't think that Lu Yu is just a newcomer who has graduated for three years, in fact, he is already thirty years old.
When he was in his twenties, he published a poem about his life in the newspaper of the county where he lived.
Later, he set up a literary journal in Yanchuan County, during which he wrote a lot of poems.
That's right, the novelist made a name for himself in the county in his early years by writing poetry.
It wasn't until he was in college that he read a large number of Chinese and foreign masterpieces that he began his writing path, and published a number of short stories in Yanhe magazine, and since then he has formed an indissoluble bond with Yanhe magazine.
It is precisely because of his experience in poetry creation that he is one of the reviewers of poetry submissions in the editorial department.
It's just that in the three years since he was an editor, there are really not many poems that can catch his eyes.
"It's poetry again."
Lu Yu picked up an email, looked at the type of submission, and couldn't help but shake his head.
It is easy to get started with modern poetry, but it is not easy to write well.
He glanced at the envelope, the address of the envelope was Yangping County Cultural Center, and the delivery person was called Li Yao.
Cultural center?
Lu Yu lifted his spirits a little.
If you can work in the cultural center, your literary skills are probably good.
Since "Yanhe" has no restrictions on contributors, the contributors are mixed, and the quality of the manuscripts is also high and low.
With a hint of anticipation, Lu Yu opened the envelope and took out the manuscript.
The manuscript is only two sheets of paper, one paper and one poem.
"Interesting."
The corners of Lu Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he picked up the cup with his right hand and took a sip of tea.
Then, he glanced at the title of the poem, "Mountain Trees? ”
Although the road ballad is well-read and memorized, and has read a lot of famous works, I don't quite understand the reason why this poem is named Shanmu for a while.
So, he kept looking.
This look made his expression serious.
He chanted softly,
"Ququ Chi side road, spring to the spring less pedestrians.
……
The love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas cannot be flattened. ”
Ah, what a beautiful poem!
In particular, the lovesickness for lovers separated from the two places expressed in it is moving.
Lu Yu is a person who loves poetry, so he naturally knows the gold content of this poem.
silently recalled the poems he had written over the years, and he was ashamed to find that none of them could compare to this poem "Mountain Trees" by the poet Li Yao from Yangping County.
He had already decided in his heart that no matter what, this poem would be published in the new issue of Yanhe magazine, and it was useless for anyone to oppose it!
I recited it four or five times, but I still had the urge to shoot the case.
It wasn't until the tea in the cup was drunk that the restless mood calmed down.
Looking at the manuscript in his hand, he hesitated.
Lu Yu was so worried that he didn't dare to look at the second manuscript.
The first poem is so good, can the second be surpassed?
If the quality gap of the second poem is too large, he will be very disappointed.
It's just that it's normal for such a good poem to be uncommon.
He laughed to himself and picked up the second manuscript.
As usual, the road ballad first looks at the title of the poem, ""Ten Commandments Poem"? ”
The title of the poem still puzzled him, and he continued to look down,
"First, it's better not to see each other, so that you don't fall in love.
……
Ande and Jun are absolutely anon, and they are exempt from teaching life and death to be lovesick. ”
It's a modern poem, and it's a love poem.
Lu Yu already has an image of a talented man trapped by love in his mind.
This talented man and his loved one are separated from each other, so he has "Mountain Wood", and he may break up because of this, and he was hurt by love and composed this "Ten Commandments Poem".
Ancient poems and modern poems come easily, and the pain of love, love, and lovesickness, he even thinks of Nalan Xinde.
Lu Yu sighed: "I can't wait to meet Comrade Li immediately!" ”
He really wanted to meet this Li Yao, what kind of person could write such a poignant and moving love poem.
"Women are going crazy about these two poems." Lu Yu made such a judgment in his heart.
The other editors in the editorial department whispered something to the ballad for a while, slapped the table for a while, lamented for a while, and seemed to be enchanted with joy or sorrow.
Could it be that the editorial department has been under too much pressure lately?
It is also possible that the number of submissions this year is more than double that of the same period last year, and everyone will definitely feel tired if the workload is doubled without an increase in editing.
"Xiaolu, you can rest when you are stressed, we can help you share some of your words. Young people's bodies are important, don't exhaust yourself. ”
Wang, an old comrade in the editorial department, also walked to Lu Yu's side and said earnestly.
Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, knowing that the old comrade had misunderstood, he hurriedly said: "Brother Wang, look at this submission, the two poems are amazing!" ”
"Oh? Let me see. ”
Wang also raised his eyebrows, and became curious.
Although the poetry talent of Lu Yu is average, he has extremely rich creative experience, and he usually has a very high vision, and there are not many poems that can enter the eye. Now there are two poems that even he thinks are good, and they haven't happened in so many years.
"Huh?! Are these two poems really written by our Shaanxi poets? It's also so well written! ”
Wang Ye's eyes were full of brilliance.
With such a poetic talent, it must not be buried!
Lu Yu asked: "Brother Wang also thinks these two poems are well written?" ”
"Yes, they are excellently written, and these two love poems are rarely matched by contemporary poets." The king also exclaimed.
Lu Yu was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Then let's go to the editor-in-chief now, it's better to confirm the publication of such a good poem as soon as possible." ”
"Okay, let's go to the editor-in-chief." Wang also smiled and said: "After so many years, our "Yanhe" has never published such a high-quality poem, and this time it can be regarded as filling the gap." ”
The two took the manuscript and came to the editor-in-chief's office with a smile.