Lisko’s American Life
145. Life Like Summer Flowers
As soon as Lisko walked in, he was pulled over by brother Henir.
"Come on, Li, my inspiration is exhausted, come and help me on top."
Pulled to the corner of poetry, there are quite a few people gathered here. Lisko saw that the brother who is best at poetry under his mentor is also here, as well as poets in America who are good at love, life, and natural poetry.
"Li, your previous poems were great. Do you have any new works this time?"
The poet Shamar saw Lisko come over with a look of joy on his face. He had heard several poems by Lisko before, and the level was very high. Unfortunately, Lisko just wrote a few poems and didn't have any good works.
Lisko looked at the earnest eyes of the people around him, feeling a little helpless.
Poetry is very weak in the United States now, and there are fewer and fewer new poets joining this year. These people often worry that American poets are about to fail.
Because the income of poetry is limited, they can be said to be the lowest-paid literati, even worse than Hollywood screenwriters. Except for a few famous ones who can publish poetry anthologies, most of them can only publish some works from time to time in the corner of the newspaper. And they can't sell copyrights, and the writer's biggest source of income is gone.
Because there is no future, fewer and fewer people have joined this literary category in recent years. Young people are doing bestsellers and fantasy, and those who are still writing poetry are really good at it.
"I've been preparing new books recently, and I don't have any poems." Lisko answered truthfully.
Seeing everyone's disappointment and frustration, Lisko still felt a little soft-hearted. Poetry is the romance of literati and the sustenance of all literati's thoughts. He may not be able to support Nuoda's group, but it is still possible to give poetry some strength.
"However, I have works that have not been published before, do you want to listen to them?"
Shamar looked over in surprise and handed over the whiskey in his hand.
"certainly."
Shamar has a habit. He likes to drink alcohol when he appreciates or composes poems. In his words, poetry is the most beautiful in this kind of drunken twilight.
Lisko took the whiskey and took a sip. Shamar had always been drinking high-strength whiskey, and the strong taste made Lisko relax a little.
After pondering for a while, he began to speak.
"I hear echoes, from valleys and hearts
Harvest empty souls with a lonely sickle
Constantly repeating the decision, and repeating the happiness
There will always be an oasis swaying in the desert
I believe in myself
born like bright summer flowers
Invincible and invincible, flirtatious as fire
bear the burden of heartbeat and the burden of breathing
Have fun. "
As soon as the opening came out, everyone clapped their hands and applauded. The neat style expresses the meaning of the whole poem at once. Just this opening alone can already tell that this is a famous work.
Speaking of poetry, Lisko doesn't know much, but he still knows about the existence of "Indian Li Bai" nicknamed by netizens, and he has also read "Flying Birds", so the most suitable article at this time is Life Like Summer Flowers.
In his previous life, he knew this article, and he relied on Pu Shu's song of the same name. Later, he searched the translation on the Internet. The translation by Mr. Zheng Zhenduo, a translator and writer in the Republic of China, attracted him immediately with its beautiful lines.
At this time, people who were attracted by the applause from the crowd in the poetry corner began to gather around. Lisko took a look and found a higher place to stand on to ensure that everyone could hear it.
"I hear music from moonlight and carcasses
Auxiliary extreme bait captures ethereal beauty
Life is full of intensity, but also full of pure
There are always memories running through the world
I believe in myself
Die like a quiet autumn leaf
Not prosperous or chaotic, with a posture like smoke
Even if it withers, it still retains the pride of enriching muscles and clearing bones
Mysterious and mysterious"
As soon as the second paragraph came out, more people applauded. The first poets gathered around looked at Lisko like a pilgrimage. Today is the most glorious moment of poetry in this whole year.
Of course, the actions here cannot be hidden from Bermer, who is playing chess with his old friend. Bermer listened to the poem and closed his eyes to enjoy it.
"Your little disciple's literary talents are truly incomparable. I don't think there is any young writer in the whole world that can compare to him."
Pages is the dean of literature at Duke University in the United Kingdom. He and Bermer are also good friends. Every year, the club invites some non-club people with high literary status to participate in it to show the progress and prosperity of their own country's literature. This year, he is invited .
"Of course, Li's talent and strength have always been so good, so you can't run away from this year's Nobel vote."
Bermaner opened one eye and glanced at it. He couldn't praise his disciples too much. At his age, he had nothing to pursue. When he was with his friends, the most talked about was who's future. , Lisko has always given him a lot of limelight in this regard.
"Ha, you can really do it." Pages did not give a reply, and revealed his vote, but it was not allowed by the organizing committee. As a member of the literary award jury, he will not take the lead in breaking the rules. Of course, voting He has his own mind about the direction.
While chatting, another paragraph came out, this time two paragraphs came out together.
"I hear love, I believe in love
Love is a struggling blue algae
like a gust of wind
through my bleeding veins
Belief that lasts for years.
I believe everything can be heard
Even foreseeing separation and meeting another self
And some moments can't be grasped
No matter how far you go, what is gone will never come back
Please see the hairpin flowers on my head, blooming all the way
I missed some frequently, and I was deeply moved by wind, frost, rain and snow. "
Haas has been fascinated by it. Almost every literati can write poetry, which is a way for them to express their feelings. The pursuit of a poetic life is an ideal of human beings.
So in private, Haas would secretly write poems by himself. Of course, he was embarrassed to show them to others, but it was just his scribbles.
He has always known that his younger brother's literary talent is superior to his. Although he has always thought so, he is still a little unconvinced, otherwise he would not have seen his younger brother have so many honors, and started to transform.
Since ancient times, literati have always been inferior to each other. This is a profession that is difficult to define who is better than whom. Not to mention published writers, the Internet writers that Li Sko saw in his previous life would be dissatisfied with everyone who wrote Internet articles.
Among all the writers present, there were many who were not convinced by Lisko, but Lisko's position is now stable, and the background is very strong, so no one will touch these things, they just slander them in their hearts.
As soon as this poem came out, everyone was more or less truly convinced by Lisko. You may be jealous when a person is one step ahead, but when a person has surpassed you by a marathon distance, all you have left is admiration up.
"Prajna Paramita, one by one
Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves
Still care about what you have. "
As soon as the last sentence came out, the whole poem was over, but everyone was still immersed in the beautiful sentences, and the whole floor fell silent for a while.
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