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Chapter 232 Poetry in Six Steps!

"Huh? I've never heard of this poem! Have you heard of it?"

"I haven't heard of it! As a Chinese class representative since I was a child, I must be sure!"

"Wow! I got goosebumps when I heard it! I feel the power contained in it inexplicably!"

"Damn it! I just searched the Internet, and there is no trace of this sentence! The original creation of the God of Silence!"

"The God of Silence is Saigao!"

"Wow! My God! It's easy to say! How can the silent god be so talented!"

"I love it! I am very knowledgeable and can compose poems! Such a silent god is so charming!"

"Mo Shen, what is the name of this poem?"

……

The protection of intellectual property rights in this world is extremely strict.

So put an end to those plagiarism and piracy.

Because once it is discovered, not only will it face imprisonment, but also a huge fine, the kind that loses the family.

So Xiao Mo is not worried that someone will steal his poem.

Xu Nannan and the others were also shocked by Xiao Mo's poem, their minds went blank, and they were intoxicated by the extremely beautiful two lines of the poem.

At this time, Xiao Mo saw a fan asking what the name of the poem was. He thought about it, and then replied with a lot of emotion:
"This poem is called 'A Generation'!"

It is for this reason that this poem has a thought-provoking charm.The novel combination of the two sentences and the seemingly contradictory turning point contain wonderful rationality.

Xiao Mo's poem made the audience in the live broadcast room have a slight change in modern poetry. It really is not that modern poetry is not liked in this era, but that there are too few good works.

Ever since, the excited audience begged Xiao Mo to play another song.

"It turns out that modern poetry can also have such charm!"

"God! It seems that I am one-sided. I was harmed by those hot-eyed modern poems. I simply thought that modern poems were like this. I didn't expect the God of Silence to open my eyes!"

"Damn it! This is modern poetry! Those poems in the past, ah, the sea is full of water, it's shit!"

"Is the silent god still alive? Can you play another one?"

"One more song!"

"One more song!"

……

Xiao Mo saw the barrage that the audience frantically swiped out in the live broadcast room, and it was hard to get over the hospitality, and it was also to thank everyone for their support, so he nodded and smiled:

"Okay, let's do another song then."

Xiao Mo stood up and walked back and forth in front of the camera. After walking six steps, he stopped, faced the camera with a confident smile and said:

"Hey, there is!"

Xiao Mo looked at the camera with deep eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
People watching the scenery are watching you upstairs. "

Whoa!
The originally lively live broadcast room instantly became silent. Although it was just a simple sentence, it made people feel the extremely beautiful artistic conception.

The bridge, the building, and the viewer are all so vivid.

"The moon adorns your windows,

You decorate other people's dreams. "

Stunning!

This is everyone's first feeling, and then the picture in their minds seems to come alive, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

Zhao Wenlei is a top student in the Department of Literature. When he has nothing to do, he likes to read Douyin and find inspiration for literary creation.

While watching, he commented solemnly.

"This is not bad, the waist can be twisted!"

"This one is okay, it's a pity not to use this leg for three rounds!"

"Hiss~ This pair of headlights is terrifying! It's too good!"

After swiping, Xiao Mo's live broadcast room jumped out. Zhao Wenlei was about to slide down before he could see clearly.

Xiao Mo's deep and magnetic voice came from the live broadcast room.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
The viewer is watching you upstairs..."

coax! ! !
Zhao Wenlei's brain shut down, and an electric current passed through his body, rushing straight to his celestial cap.

As a professional literary student, he is not like other people in the live broadcast room. Although he feels that this poem is good, he doesn't know what is so good about it?
Although it says "Looking at the scenery", the pen and ink are not swayed on the description of the scenery, but the bridge, the building, and the viewer are inadvertently exposed.

This is an interesting relative approach.

"You stand on the bridge to see the scenery", but compared to the person upstairs, "you" on the bridge is the scenery in his eyes, he "sees you from upstairs".

Zhao Wenlei was directly numb from Xiu's scalp, which anchor is this?I won't be in the live broadcast room of the big names in the literary world!

Zhao Wenlei wiped his eyes and looked at the title of the live broadcast room again.

Fuck!Silence! ! !
He had just figured out the situation when Lu Liwen's voice sounded.

"The moon adorns your windows,

You decorate other people's dreams. "

Sublimated!The whole poem is sublimated!
Mo Shen combines the philosophy of life with the imagery of poetry.

Zhao Wenlei is sure that this is one of the best modern poems he has ever heard!

Just two quatrains can take the lead in the entire modern new poetry world.

The whole poem integrates a relative world into an exquisite square landscape painting, with bridges and moons, people with dreams, harmonious and natural.

Moreover, readers will have different experiences and echoes when reading this poem under different circumstances and different moods. This is the great charm brought by the "uncertainty" of poetic interpretation.

Zhao Wenlei was very excited, and immediately pushed the live broadcast room to his mentor, and sent a message saying:
"Teacher! Teacher! Look quickly! This modern poetry is unmatched! Great! Modern poetry has hope!"

In the live broadcast room, the barrage area, which had been quiet for about a minute, exploded directly.

"Oh my god! What kind of fairy idol do I have a crush on!"

"I'm kneeling to watch the live broadcast now, how about you guys?"

"My God! The God of Silence is amazing! In ancient times, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, but now there are six steps of the God of Silence!"

"This poem is so beautiful!"

"Haha! I've written it down, and I've decided to watch it a hundred times a day!"

"I would like to call it the best modern poem! No one!"

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuzuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Brother, you are not alone, but you are uneducated, and you can walk the world with a single sentence!"

"Hey! Silly God is so handsome! I want to give you a monkey!"

"Fuck off! The God of Silence is mine!"

"Are you afraid you didn't wake up? Did any sister wake her up?"

"I've been pissed lately, I'm coming!"

……

The direction of the live broadcast room suddenly became weird.

What Xiao Mo saw was sweat on his forehead, isn't it too cruel?Quickly changed the subject:
"This poem is called "Landscape". What do you think?"

Xiao Mo was not very satisfied with the title of the poem "Broken Chapter" in his previous life, so he changed it.

Without looking at everyone's barrage, Xiao Mo continued:

"It's almost time, I'll sing a song for everyone and I'll download it! Everyone, go to bed early too!"

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(End of this chapter)