Little Farmer Big Star

Beijing, the headquarters of the Huaguo Poetry Association.

"Old Liu, how are you? What do you think?" Bai Yi asked.

Bai Yi is 42 years old this year and a member of the Huaguo Poetry Association. A famous poet in Huaguo, good at writing ancient style poems. In the early years, he became famous with the song "Morning Walk in the Mountains", and then rose rapidly. Joined the Huaguo Poetry Association five years ago.

The old Liu who sat opposite Bai Yi was named Liu Yuan. Also 42 years old, also a member of the Huaguo Poetry Association. The fame in China is also on par with Bai Yi. Also good at writing ancient poetry.

At this time, Liu Yuan frowned slightly, and after pondering for a while, he replied: "This poem is just like what you said, it looks vulgar at first glance, but it has a different taste when you taste it carefully. In view of its particularity, It can indeed be regarded as a new style of poetry. Although it is difficult to be elegant, it should have its own vitality. Who wrote this poem?"

Bai Yi smiled and said, "Of course I have already inquired clearly. This poem was written by a fairy tale writer named Li Fan. It was created during an interaction with fans on Weibo."

"Oh? You mean Li Fan, the author of "Shook and Beta"?" Liu Yuan immediately became interested.

"Exactly, you know him too?" Bai Yi asked.

Liu Yuan laughed, and said: "That's natural. Speaking of which, that kid is quite famous now. His "Shook and Beta" and "Tom and Jerry" are now liked by many people in Huaguo. "

Bai Yi also smiled and said: "Indeed. Judging from his two works, it is reasonable for him to be able to write this poem. I just don't know if he felt it by accident or did it on purpose?"

Liu Yuan pondered for a while, and said, "Instead of guessing here, it's better to ask him directly."

Bai Yi nodded and said: "That's right, I'm afraid it's a bit abrupt to ask. I need to find a middleman who I know well. Well, I remember that Mr. Zheng seemed to recommend one of his short fairy tales before. How about it, let's go visit How about Mr. Zheng?"

"Well, I think it's okay." Liu Yuan nodded in agreement.

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Sansheng Village.

Li Fan was turning over the threshed wheat yesterday when he suddenly heard the phone ringing in the room.

When I went back to the house, I saw that it was Tang Quan calling.

"Is there something wrong with the manuscript?" Li Fan answered the phone while muttering.

"President Tang, you should be very busy right now. Why don't you call me?"

"Haha! Brother Li, it's because I've been busy these two days that I haven't noticed that you're not doing your job properly." Tang Quan's voice came.

"Not doing a proper job? Why not doing a proper job?" Li Fan was very surprised.

"Did you kid write a song on Weibo two days ago?"

"What did I think it was. Well, I wrote a song. What? President Tang wants to educate me?" Li Fan joked.

"You boy. I won't talk to you anymore, let's talk to you directly. Brother, I'm still busy. It's like this, Bai Yi and Liu Yuan, do you know?"

"I know those two famous poets. Master Bai even appreciated my poem. Haha!"

"It's good that you know. They seem to be very interested in that poem of yours. They want to chat with you. They felt that it was a bit abrupt to ask you directly, so they found Mr. Zheng first, and Mr. Zheng asked me to tell you. Do you see this?"

"It's my honor. The two masters are too polite. I should be the one to visit them. How about this, you give me his QD number, and I'll contact him," Li Fan said.

"That's fine, then I'll send you a short message. Alright, hang up. My brother is busy. It's you who knows how to live."

"Haha! Then you are busy first."

After speaking, Li Fan hung up the phone.

He was not surprised that Bai Yi would look for him. After all, as a poet, Lie Xin must be delighted to see this new style of poetry.

Li Fan was worried about how to thank Bai Yi.

As a master of poetry, you appreciate the poems of a newcomer. I should express my gratitude in both affection and etiquette.

Now that he has Bai Yi's qd number, Li Fan just doesn't have to worry about it.

Soon, Li Fan received a short message from Tang Quan.

He turned on the computer, logged in to qd, and sent a friend request to Bai Yi's qd number.

Soon, Bai Yi approved the application. Also sent the message.

"Is it Mr. Li Fan?"

Li Fan hurriedly replied: "I am Li Fan, and I really dare not call him Mr. Master Bai. Don't call him that."

"Haha! Then I'll call you Brother Li. You don't need to call me Master Bai, just call me Old Brother Bai or Teacher Bai."

Bai Yi also seems to be a bold person, and Li Fan is not hypocritical.

"Boy, as a junior, I'd better call you Mr. Bai. I also want to thank Mr. Bai for his appreciation of my poem."

"Brother Li, you are being polite. Brother Li's poem has a special flavor. I want to ask Brother Li, how did you create this poem?"

"Haha! The boy's poem is as good as it is wonderful. But after all, it is difficult to be elegant. The boy calls it a 'doggerel'."

"'Rocket'? Haha! Good! What a doggerel. It's so apt. Brother Li has created a new style of poetry."

"Teacher Bai, don't praise me any more. The boy is just standing on the shoulders of giants, and he has some insights."

"What a 'standing on the shoulders of giants', brother Li, every word is perfect. But brother Li, don't be modest, your doggerel is humorous, simple and easy to understand. It is easy to spread among the people. It is very important for our poems It will play a pivotal role in cultural dissemination.”

Li Fan agrees with this point. Since its appearance, doggerel has shown strong vitality. It is easy to spread among the people. After all, for ordinary people, they don't understand those poems that are too elegant.

"Teacher Bai's words like this make the kid feel a little bit giddy!"

"Haha! I'm bothering Brother Li today, and there is one more thing I want to tell Brother Li. Does Brother Li know about the 'Poetry Conference'?"

"Learn a little more, I heard it was held on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Well, the 'Poetry Conference' is also called the 'Mid-Autumn Poetry Conference'. However, it didn't start on the day of Mid-Autumn Festival. The poetry conference has already started before that. For specific rules, Brother Li can go to our Huaguo Poetry Association Official website to understand."

"Okay, no problem. What does Teacher Bai mean?"

"I just want to ask Brother Li, are you interested in participating in this year's poetry conference? I am very interested in Brother Li's poems. I believe that the poems that Brother Li can write are not limited to 'Yongxue'." head."

Participating in a poetry conference? Li Fan hadn't thought about this before. Now that Bai Yi mentioned it, he definitely couldn't refuse directly. Well, go to the official website to learn about the rules first.

"Teacher Bai, I don't know much about this 'Poetry Conference'. How about I go and look at the rules first?"

"That's what it should be. Brother Li, there's no need to rush to reply."

"Okay, Teacher Bai."

"Well, then don't bother Brother Li for now. If you need anything, Brother Li, you can come to me at any time."

"Okay, thank you Teacher Bai."

After finishing the conversation with Bai Yi, Li Fan also thought about the poetry conference.

"Well, let's go to the official website to see the rules first."

Beijing, Huaguo Musicians Association.

"Do you think Brother Li will participate?" Liu Yuan asked.

"I think it will, and I feel that this year's poetry conference will become very lively because of his participation." Bai Yi smiled.

"I hope so. It's hard to come by such an interesting newcomer. It would be a pity not to come."

"That's right, our current poetry world is prosperous on the surface, but it has actually reached a bottleneck period. There are few good poems coming out. Now is the time when we need fresh blood." Bai Yi said with some emotion.

Liu Yuan nodded, then smiled, and said, "Old Bai, we don't have to worry, there are quite a few masters in this year's poetry competition. Maybe there will be surprises."

Bai Yi also smiled and said, "Well, that's true."

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