What should I do if it catches fire before I debut?

"I sat on the beach and looked into the distance.

A shepherd boy rides a bull.

Flying birds startled from the forest in the distance.

The girl in the long skirt stepped into cow dung. "

The simple and unpretentious poems in the vernacular are still in the format of poems, line by line.

But to be honest, many of the verses in these notebooks, even from Shen Chuxia's eyes, are somewhat weird.

There is a lot to write, and there will always be a few sentences that are okay.

and so……

Is he also a descendant of a lover of modern poetry?

Such a sentence inexplicably came to Shen Chuxia's mind.

Lin Shanghai's modern poems naturally cannot reach the level of poets.

But lovers, this definition is not bad.

Shen Chuxia raised her head and looked at Lin Nan who was standing in front of her and looked down at the book.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air.

"So I really have a talent for writing poetry?"

Lin Nan was also a little surprised.

Could this guy really be able to write poetry?

Then what he just said about Mr. Gu really didn't lie?

This idea popped into Shen Chuxia's mind, and then she quickly threw it out of her mind.

How can it be!

Along the way, the few words he babbled can be regarded as poetry?

Do you really think modern poetry is Chinese cabbage?

Shen Chuxia didn't believe it, even if she was beaten to death.

"What happen to you guys?"

Sensing that something was wrong between the two of them, Lu Dan asked curiously.

She looked at Shen Chuxia as if she was a little unhappy, and immediately asked, "Did Xiao Nan bully you?"

"No, he didn't bully me."

When Shen Chuxia heard the words, she quickly opened her mouth, then looked away, and curled her lips: "It's nothing."

Like Lin Nan, she did not want to affect the relationship between Lu Dan and Tang Huimin.

Because Lin Nan knew the importance of Tang Huimin to his mother, he endured Shen Chuxia.

Because Shen Chuxia knew the importance of Lu Dan to Tang Huimin, she didn't say a word.

On this point, the two maintain a rare tacit understanding.

only……

Shen Chuxia couldn't help but look at Lin Nan who was standing there with his head down, seriously looking at the verses on the book.

She remembered the random words that Lin Nan said all the way here today.

that……

Can it be poetry?

It's just that Shen Chuxia didn't know.

The Poetry Association as far away as Xia City has already created a wave.

Chapter 74 The Poetry of Xia City

summer city.

When Gu Chunbo heard that Lin Nan was going to give the phone back to Shen Chuxia, he hung up the phone neatly.

What Shen Chuxia.

What Gu Chunbo valued was the boy who wrote poetry!

Then he couldn't wait to pick up his mobile phone and dial out.

"Hey! Old He! What are you doing?"

"Playing mahjong? Hey! What kind of mahjong are you playing at this time! Hurry up! Come to Qiuhao Teahouse to gather! I have a big harvest! Excellent, excellent poetry!"

……

"Hey, Lao Zhu, come out, hurry up! Gather at Qiuhao Teahouse!"

"Diarrhea? Why are you having diarrhea! At worst, go home and change your pants! Hurry up!"

……

"Principal Sun! I found it, I found a poem that is sure to win an award!"

"Huh? What's the sound over there?"

"Hey...it seems to be Teacher Zhang's voice, I didn't bother you, did I?"

"Hehehe, that's not what I mean. I know Teacher Zhang is your wife. Hey, what are you talking about? Hurry up to Qiuhao Teahouse! Really, you will definitely be satisfied!"

……

Several phone calls in a row.

Gu Chunbo looked down at the entire poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms Blooming" that had already been written on the table.

He looked at it carefully again, the more he looked at it, the happier he was, the more excited he was!

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, you're going to get sick again if you get excited!"

"You're sick, and it's not me who's in trouble."

"Oh, but why are you so anxious? What time is it, can't tomorrow? How old are you, and you are still in such a hurry, do you think you are still 20 years old?"

The wife next to me talked non-stop.

She watched Gu Chunbo grab a coat beside him, put away the piece of paper with the poem on it and was about to run away, full of disgust.

"Can't wait, can't wait!"

"I can't wait to share it, it's great, this poem!"

"Such a good poem, I can't be the only one to appreciate it, haha!"

Gu Chunbo's face was full of excitement.

That way, it's like someone who got a toy and wanted to share it with his best friend immediately.

"Then you take a taxi, don't ride a bicycle!"

"Also, you can meet each other, but you can't drink alcohol. Your hemorrhoids haven't healed yet, so don't crack them again!"

My wife is talking.

While Gu Chunbo agreed, he hurried out excitedly.

Qiuhao Tea House.

The decoration here is antique.

A tea room.

"Old Gu, I said, what are you doing to find us in such a hurry? How old are you? I've almost lost my mind, and I've been disturbed by you."

A man pushed open the door and came in, complaining a bit.

"Yeah, half of my stomach has diarrhea, and it still hurts, so I was called here by you. If you don't have any good poems, I can never finish with you!"

There was a bit of dissatisfaction in the words of the man who followed behind.

They are all members of the Xiacheng Modern Poetry Association, and they have a good relationship with Gu Chunbo on weekdays, and they are very similar.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's definitely a good poem!"

"You also know who I am, ordinary things, how could I show them in such a big way?"

Gu Chunbo smiled and sat there, the excitement on his face hadn't faded yet.

"Then you should take it out."

"Yeah, this time we have a modern poetry competition in the province. We can't be ashamed here! I've been looking for poets from all walks of life these days, and I want to make an appointment to write a poem to support the appearance, but I can't find it."

Those two people looked at Gu Chunbo, suddenly a little anxious.

"What's the hurry? Principal Sun hasn't arrived yet."

Gu Chunbo shook his head.

He had just finished speaking when the door was pushed open again.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Principal Sun is only in his forties. At this age, he has climbed to the position of principal of Xiacheng No. [-] Middle School, and his future is limitless.

Principal Sun is not tall, a little fat, out of breath, with a tired expression, and looks a little weak.

As soon as he entered the door, he greeted Lao He and Lao Zhu over there, then looked at Gu Chunbo who was sitting there, and cut straight to the point: "Mr. Gu, is what you said on the phone true?"

"A poem that is sure to win an award?"

Principal Sun is older than Gu Chunbo, he is his junior, and he has always been very respectful to Gu Chunbo.

"Yes, from my point of view, if this is not awarded, there is no work that can be awarded!"

Gu Chunbo nodded: "This is really, really the only poem I've seen in so many years, and I can't help but read it over and over again."

"Every time, there are new insights, and the beauty of the artistic conception is simply intoxicating."

Gu Chunbo was intoxicated.

"Teacher Gu, we are all here, so don't be a fool!"

Principal Sun smiled wryly: "Take it out quickly and show us."

This time, the modern poetry competition in the province is of great significance to Xiacheng No. [-] Middle School.

The main reason is Xiacheng No. [-] Middle School. Over the years, although the results of the college entrance examination are extremely good, they have always been criticized by others.

The outside world has always said that this is a place to train college entrance examination machines.

Except for the students who can get high scores, the special students in other directions can't get out at all.

But now the whole country emphasizes quality education, and the comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor.

The provincial modern poetry competition this time is mainly aimed at the student groups in the whole province.

Therefore, various schools are also secretly working hard.

If you can win the first prize, then Xiacheng No. [-] High School will be able to take off the hat of the college entrance examination machine immediately, and announce to everyone that Xiacheng No. [-] High School can not only have students with high scores in the college entrance examination, but also have students Students who write poetry.

This is very important for the long-term development of the school.

"Yeah, Gu, you got us here, so don't be a fool! It's about time!"

"I can't wait! Hurry up! If you keep showing off, I will lose my face!"

The two on one side couldn't wait.

Poetry is worthless to some people.

But for those who really love it.That is a complete spiritual enjoyment.

"Okay! Then you are watching!"

Gu Chunbo laughed, and didn't hide it anymore.

He took out the piece of paper in his pocket and spread it on the tea table.