Started with a green hat for Verlaine

One poet dies in winter, another poet rises in the following year.

The French literary world in 1876 belonged to the glorious era of Stefan Mallarme, and a poem "Afternoon of the Faun" became a representative work of symbolist poetry!

With the rise of fame, Stefan Mallarme's salon every Tuesday has become a feast for celebrities in the art world. Those who are invited feel honored. The French call it "Mallarmé's Tuesday".

Stefan Mallarme gained fame, status, and money in one fell swoop, and the poems he wrote were as famous as Rimbaud's "Drunken Boat" in the field of symbolism.

However, he never saw Arthur Rimbaud again.

The blond boy with distressing hands seems to have disappeared from his life.

Only the "wanted warrant" from the pizzeria can awaken a little smile from Stefan Mallarmé, feeling that everyone in the world has forgotten Rimbaud, but the editor who follows the manuscript will not forget.

"Mr. Wang Qiu, this is my work, please appreciate it."

On a certain Tuesday, Stefan Mallarme invited Wang Qiu, and presented "Afternoon of the Faun", which he changed his name several times and finally won everyone's approval.

The beauty and delicacy of the French text are all in it.

Ma Shengqiu also took the manuscript of the poem with both hands, and there were no waves on the surface of the paper, which proved that it could not connect to Wenye's world.

[In Wenye World, isn't Stefan Mallarmé a person with supernatural powers? 】

[Another special case like Ranpo? 】

A trace of doubt flashed, and Ma Shengqiu was intoxicated in the world of French poetry.

If people are as beautiful as poetry, Malarme in Wenye World would be the incarnation of the god of shepherd, who is in charge of the power of agriculture and animal husbandry, chasing the fairies hidden in the reeds.

"I am not a professional literary critic, so I cannot make an accurate evaluation."

Ma Shengqiu also stared at Stefan Mallarmé with the clear black eyes that Europeans love most. Even though Stefan Mallarmé has accepted the baptism of the literary world for many years, he is barely shocked by honor and disgrace. move.

"It's so beautiful, it's as if the poet's heart has turned into a Roman god, deducing the melody of music in the illusion..."

"Your enthusiasm and explosive power are like a volcano accumulating layers upon layers."

"You captured me."

"I believe it will live forever!"

The number one editor in Europe, Wang Qiu, is absolutely unequivocal when he praises others.

Stefan Mallarmy blushed, his blood spurted, and his poetry captured the Orientals in front of him.Even though he liked beauties like Arthur Rimbaud, he rarely stammered: "Thank you, Mr. Wang Qiu for your compliment."

Ma Shengqiu also blessed his achievements, and then went to the Paris Conservatoire to find the yet-to-be-famous Archille-Claude Debussy.He hired the rebellious musical genius to compose an orchestral piece for Afternoon of the Faun.

The twin sisters of the later generations are the poem "Afternoon of the Faun" and the orchestral music "Prelude to the Afternoon of the Faun" adapted from the poem.

Ma Shengqiu couldn't bear it to appear so late, so he pushed it in private.

The musician and the poet had a heart-to-heart bond in advance.

……

"Gabe, is there someone named Mallarmé among the French Transcendents?"

【No!I have memorized the list! 】

"Or a superhuman with the same surname?"

【never heard of that. 】

"This...is a bit regrettable."

[Mom, I think poetry is not as good as novels! 】

"You are too young, you have to wait until you grow up to taste poetry. Let me explain to you a little about the story and artistic conception of "Afternoon of the Faun."

……

When I come to France, I can't help but go to Notre Dame de Paris.

Sitting on the quaint bell tower, Ma Shengqiu also looked at the distant dusk, with a literary magazine on his lap, and a psychedelic look on his face.

Sometimes he also wonders whether everything he sees and thinks is just like the faun, just like the content of subconscious fantasy when he is lazy and taking a nap.

He didn't cross.

He was lying on the bed at home, imagining an extraordinary life.

My own bookshelf is full of various literary works, "Colorful Paintings" is just one of the excellent collections of poetry, and it is Leonardo's interpretation of Arthur Rimbaud that puts a special stamp on it. Pretty boys are always exciting.

There was a slight warm current across his chest, and another scar disappeared under the influence of literary works published by writers and poets.

Literature healed him.

Calling, let him feel the tenderness of this world to him.

"It's my luck to be in this era."

Ma Shengqiu also closed his eyes, thanking him for the second time travel.

It endows itself with metamorphosis of the soul.

Overcome loneliness again.

During a vacation in June, Ma Shengqiu also took Oscar Wilde on a trip to Germany and visited the University of Munich.Oscar Wilde thought that there was a German writer who interested Wang Qiu, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't contact anyone, so he took him to the Munich Students and Scholars Singing Association to listen to songs.

Sitting under the stage, Ma Shengqiu was once again amazed by his outstanding appearance.

He smiled and looked at the students performing on stage.

"Please ignore me and treat me as a spectator."

Having said that, the performers in the association were in a hurry for a while, and finally got back to the previous rhythm, and the person who sang had two blushes on his face.

Oscar Wilde's eyes fell on the singer.

His heart beat twice for the first time in a long time.

Having seen beauties of various styles, Oscar Wilde was still surprised by the appearance of the other party, and this one was younger than himself!

Sophisticated and beautiful!The facial features are as outstanding as a beautiful Greek boy!

The most beautiful is the profile——

Absolutely!

Especially with a hint of German abstinence and shyness.

Oscar Wilde was shocked by his aesthetics and couldn't help being intoxicated by the beauty of German beauties. If he hadn't met Wang Qiu or Arthur Rimbaud, he would have fallen in love with Germans at first sight today.

A question with a smile appeared next to Oscar Wilde's ear: "Oscar, are you distracted? I knew you liked such a rare and beautiful boy."

Oscar Wilde was shocked, and said quickly: "I'm not distracted!"

Ma Shengqiu was also indifferent: "You don't have to deny it, I like him too."

Oscar Wilde cried bitterly in his heart, this is the first time he heard Wang Qiu admit that he likes men!It happens to be a beautiful German boy!

Why didn't God give him a beautiful face? He also wanted to be liked by Wang Qiu!

Two foreign audiences were chatting.

The German's voice was stuck, and he continued to sing.

Until the end of the song, the German stepped off the stage in a hurry, his ears reddened to his neck, and he glanced in the direction of Aso Qiuya with his vaguely shy eyes.

Oscar Wilde asked: "Aren't we going?"

Ma Shengqiu also listened to the man's singing, and was already satisfied: "No, to hear him sing, I have fulfilled my wish for many years."

Oscar Wilde is unbelievable, is Wang Qiu as loyal to his appearance as himself?

That person's singing level is so-so!

Aso Qiuya just smiled and said nothing.

Oscar Wilde asked persistently, "What's his name?"

Ma Shengqiu also took Wilde out of his seat, and answered the name in the University of Munich, with a certain piety and admiration in his voice.

"Max Planck."

This year, Planck will officially transfer to the physics major next year.

This physicist is at the pinnacle of history!When I saw her today, he really lived up to his reputation, he met the beauties in the textbooks!

……

In Wenye World, Oscar Wilde reminisces about the beauty of the beautiful German boy in his dream.

Putting it on my side, Max Planck's appearance is not so heaven-defying, but the surprise in the dream is the most haunting.

"This name is quite special. I seem to have heard it somewhere?"

Oscar Wilde thought hard.

Then, he jumped up and ran to look for the physics book he had abandoned for an unknown number of years, and saw a same name and a different photo in the physics book.

——At the end of the nineteenth century, a famous German physicist!

Oscar Wilde was dull.

"what!"

Oscar Wilde screamed, wanting to poke himself in the eyes.

The pictures in the textbooks are so ugly to him.

He doesn't want to accept the reality, why the beautiful German boy becomes a bald man!How can human appearance be like landslides like mudslides!

"Depend on!!!"

"Is this a scientist who has studied physics?!"

Away from distant time, space and dreams, Oscar Wilde, who claims to be sympathetic to beauty, understood Aso Qiuya's thoughts: to appreciate flowers, one must choose the right time.

As a bystander, I have seen the most beautiful moment of Planck, and a lifetime is enough.

——Munich, Germany, check-in completed.

……

Half a year later, Leo Tolstoy, a revisionist, delivered the manuscript.

This "Resurrection" is different from the version that Ma Shengqiu has read. The heroine in the prison finally accepts the marriage proposal of the repentant nobleman.Under this seemingly "vulgar" happy ending, but the world's favorite, desperate lives are reborn by love, and the lowest level of civilians and nobles fall in love.

It may have lost the tragic aesthetics of literature, and it is difficult to become a classic.

But Ma Shengqiu also smiled heartily.

What European writers love most is tragedy!People have to have a heart of steel when reading world masterpieces. The more readers cry, the higher the status of the work is generally!

【The ending I want to see—in fact, it is like this. 】

"Mr. Tolstoy, you have finally written a story that I like."

"???"

Leo Tolstoy's joyful smile froze, and then he blew his beard and stared, what?Did you not like my work before?

"Wang Qiu! Return the draft to me, and I'll revise it again!"

"No more—!"

Ma Shengqiu also hugged "Resurrection".

Time passed, and it was the end of 1876.

Hundreds of published works have emerged in the European literary world!It can be called the second "Renaissance!"!

Except for the sutures around the neck.

The criss-crossing scars on Aso Akiya's body... healed.

The French in the lower back became clear for the first time...

……

Afternoon of the Faun: You know, my passion is ripe and crimson, every pomegranate bursts and buzzes like a bee, our blood loves the one who captives it, for the eternal swarm of wishes The torrent rolled.

— Stefan Mallarmé.