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Song Shihe shook his head and said:

"No, I always look forward to and like the answer. And this is our daily life every winter, isn't it? Speaking of making snowmen, I think of my childhood playmates, and I miss my friends at that time and my childhood. The longing for a carefree life.”

"And in winter, everything is silent. The flowers, insects, birds and animals that accompanied us in spring, summer and autumn have all left. The world has become monotonous and boring. We can't hear cicadas and birds, and we can't see fresh grass and jasmine. But making snowmen is like living in winter. He creates life in him, he is a new visitor to this world and our new friend."

Listening to Song Shihe's words, Ji Yusheng thought of the cute snowman with branch arms when he was a child. He couldn't help laughing when he thought of this, he nodded and said:

"Yes, I think making a snowman seems to be extending life. The dead branches and carrots have become indispensable arms of the snowman through the children's hands. This is not only the achievement of a new life, but also the continuation of its life. Such a Think, even if they are dead branches and leaves, they are actually alive in winter."

Song Shihe chuckled when he heard the words and said:

"Shengsheng, did you use carrots as noses before?"

Unexpectedly, Song Shihe's focus was on carrots, Ji Yusheng stayed for a while, nodded and said:

"Ah...he secretly steals the carrots from the house..."

After Song Shihe heard this sentence, he couldn't help covering his mouth with the back of his hand and laughed. His shoulders shrugged for a while, but he couldn't speak the next sentence fluently. Ji Yusheng, who felt that Song Shihe was laughing at him, whispered in embarrassment. call:

"Mr. Song..."

"Haha, sorry, you are too cute one by one"

"That was also when I was a child..."

"But you're right, you don't have to have breathing, you don't have to have a beating heart, as long as survival has meaning, it's living."

After lowering his head and cutting the plastic bottle on his hand a few more times, Song Shihe said again:

"And as long as you are alive, there will be poetry."

Only then did Ji Yusheng realize that Song Shihe was inspiring him and giving him inspiration just now, he said sincerely:

"Thank you, Mr. Song."

Knowing that Ji Yusheng had a clue about writing poetry, Song Shihe began to joke:

"If I had to guess what poems would come out, I'd guess there would be a lot of empty talk about fiery skin-to-skin contact and crazy lovemaking in winter."

"Fashionable clothes are useless to them at this moment. For the so-called "enthusiasm", they must take off their clothes. They must not have anything to cover themselves. Round buttocks and plump breasts must be the description Theme of."

Ji Yusheng couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and said:

"Yes, it's mostly about desire and luxury."

"As for the words, there will definitely be swallowing clouds and so on. After all, cigarettes, alcohol, and desire are the core of their lives." Song Shihe cut the plastic bottle in his hand vigorously after speaking.

"And people who have a great desire to win prizes will probably use their abilities to write poems that are explicit and dark, such as detailed sensory descriptions and descriptions of the atmosphere when the emotion is too strong."

Listening to Song Shihe's jokes, the corresponding poems appeared in his mind, which were very consistent with what Song Shihe said, so Ji Yusheng also found it very funny, his eyes turned into crescent moons and couldn't fall down.

"How interesting, poets say that alcohol, tobacco, and desire are love, so people who want to be poets take this as their creed in life, so there are more and more poems that convey the same concept of love, and then this becomes what people are desperately pursuing Love. At this point, the poet's previous business has been successful." Song Shihe said again.

Ji Yusheng thought for a while and said:

"So no one seems to understand what love is. People who are influenced by those poems may think that the tobacco and alcohol mentioned by the poet are love, but I don't think those things make me feel the feeling of "falling in love" described in their poems. I think that compared to these, the birds flapping their wings on the street, the red leaves falling from the trees to the hair, and the dynamic footprints on the asphalt road make me more happy, so I have no idea what love is..."

Song Shihe smiled and said:

"Love is inherently illusory. It is unstable and changeable. If you try to find something to represent it, it will be a rigid cognition, or something that others want you to recognize. It is like pulling your heart Put your head in the water, and when you get used to it, you think you're a fish, and you're supposed to breathe like that."

"But is that how you are? Are you breathing so painfully?"

"These poems have the same effect as those love-themed tobacco and alcohol advertisements. They want the audience to believe that what they describe is the only love. The essence of love should not have so many impurities."

"So if Shengsheng feels that all things have feelings, why can't there be love among all things?"

"Oh right," Song Shihe suddenly remembered something again,

"Not only tobacco and alcohol, but in order to be more popular and popular, I will add a few foul language that I think I have a lot of style, and there will be a fierce performance comparable to opera. In this way, it will make people feel that this kind of language is only used in love affairs. In other words, doing such crazy things is love."

"So I have heard unsightly voices and words from next door to the hotel countless times, and they think that they are the most romantic lovers in this way."

When Song Shihe said this, several lines from similar poems appeared in Ji Yusheng's mind. After thinking of those particularly explicit words and the scene Song Shihe mentioned, he felt his face heat up.

"It's a pity that the flawless love has become an ornament."