Little Farmer Big Star

Beijing, the headquarters of the Huaguo Poetry Association. www. biquige. info

Bai Yi and Liu Yuan sat in their respective seats, sipping tea while staring at the ever-increasing number of poems on the official website. According to the experience of previous years, a few hours after the opening of the submission channel is a small peak time for submission.

They plan to select one or two excellent works from the first batch of manuscripts, and do appreciation and analysis. Throughout the competition, they will occasionally select some outstanding works from the entries for appreciation. And publish the appreciation results on the official website to help everyone better understand the work.

The appreciators may be the two of them, or other poets of the association. Those who are eligible to join the Poetry Association are all famous poets who have been famous for a long time.

Although they were looking at the work, they didn't hold out much hope. Because according to the experience of previous years, the first batch of works were basically uploaded by some amateur poetry lovers, and they just wanted to be able to sit in the top 100 for a while and have a good time.

"Old Liu, when do you think Li Fan will upload his work?" Bai Yi asked.

"Based on the last 'Children's Poetry Contest', I guess it will take at least a few days to go." Liu Yuan replied with some helplessness.

Bai Yi nodded and said, "Yes. It's not just that kid. Mo Bai, Du Feng and the others maintain their identities, so they probably won't upload their works so soon."

Liu Yuandao: "Indeed. Generally speaking, in the whole qualifying stage, they only need one work each. It is difficult for others to push them out of the top 100, and they will not need the second work Yes. After all, according to the regulations of the competition, famous poets over 35 years old do not need to participate in the previous qualifiers and finalists. Instead, they will directly enter the final finals as seed players. Therefore, in the qualifier stage There are not many people who can threaten them. It is understandable that they spread their works later."

Bai Yidao: "The qualifiers are actually a warm-up stage. Its greater significance is to allow amateurs to have the opportunity to participate. That's why there are such regulations. However, the more this is the case, the more we need to discover excellent works Ah. Besides, the qualifiers are a stage that is prone to surprises."

At this time, Liu Yuan suddenly laughed and said, "Old Bai, you are right. A surprise has already appeared."

Bai Yi was overjoyed, and asked anxiously: "An excellent poem appeared? Which one is it?"

Liu Yuan let out a light sigh at this time, and said: "The one that just appeared is called "Joseph of Transplanting Seedlings". It's just that the title of the poem is a bit strange, and the word 'Gather' seems to be a Buddhist term. And it turned out to be the work of that kid Li Fan .”

"Li Fan has already uploaded the work?" Bai Yi was taken aback,

Then I found this poem called "Transplanting Seedlings" and clicked to open it.

"Put green seedlings all over the field with your hands, and you can see the sky in the water when you bow your head.

A pure heart is the way, and retreating is turning forward. "

"How is it? Lao Bai. How do you feel?" Liu Yuan asked.

Bai Yi pondered and said: "This poem describes the scene of transplanting rice seedlings on the surface, but in fact it seems to refer to something else. It's wonderful. Let's not talk about this poem for now. It's not surprising that Li Fan posted his work so early. It's too much like his style. Could it be the same name and surname again?"

Liu Yuan shook his head and said: "This poem seems ordinary at first glance, but it actually implies Zen meaning, which is quite extraordinary. It should not be the same name and surname. It's just that he uploaded it so early, is there any intention?"

Bai Yi smiled bitterly: "Forget it, let's not think too much about it. Let's appreciate and analyze this poem."

Liu Yuan also said: "Forget it. As long as the poem is good, it's fine. This year's first appreciation work is it."

...

Sansheng Village.

Li Fan didn't know that he chose to upload his works at this time, but he didn't have any intentions. But it kept the two great poets guessing for a long time.

However, there are certain reasons why he chose this poem. In his previous life, he liked this poem very much. At first glance, this poem seems relatively ordinary. But after reading it, it seems unusual.

Poems of this feeling are what he needs now.

This poem is a famous Zen poem in the previous life. The word "Ya" in the title of the poem "Transplanting the Seedlings" is a Buddhist term. The translation is called "song", which is the libretto in Buddhist scriptures. This poem was written by a monk in the previous Tang Dynasty.

Legend has it that this monk is Budai monk. But according to the folk saying, Budai monk is actually the incarnation of Maitreya Bodhisattva. It is obviously impossible for this poem to be written by Maitreya Bodhisattva. Therefore, it is impossible to verify who the author of this poem is. I only know that it was made by a monk in the Tang Dynasty.

...

This song "Transplanting Seedlings" was uploaded to the contribution channel. Naturally, it was also seen by the vast number of netizens who were guarding in front of the computer at the first time.

"Hey, everyone, take a look. There is a poem written by Li Fan."

"Li Fan? Is that guy really here to participate? However, according to that guy's style, even if he wants to participate, it won't be so early."

"Indeed, it won't be the same name and surname again? Let's read the poem first."

""The Verse of Transplanting Seedlings"? I understand planting seedlings, but what does the word 'Gather' mean?"

"Hey, don't care what it means. Now I want to know whether this poem belongs to Li Fan or not?"

"Why does this poem feel a bit strange. It's okay to say it, but it feels a bit ordinary. It's just that the last line, "Regression turns out to be forward", has a lot of charm. But if you want to say that he is ordinary, it seems inappropriate."

"Well, I have the same feeling. I think this should be a very good poem, but why it is good is hard to say."

"So, this poem is really Li Fan's work?"

"It's possible. Doesn't that guy just like to have such unpredictable things come out?"

"I agree with the upstairs. That guy must be trying to make us guess whether the poem is his or not. It's a pity, I saw through it this time. Haha!"

"Don't think so much now. This poem should be officially appreciated by famous experts. Let's look at the appreciation and analysis of famous experts first."

"..."

...

Shanghai is still the same hotel, or the same private room.

The "Four Young Masters in Poetry" are still pushing cups and changing cups.

"The submission channel has been open for a while, let me see if there are any good works." After Du Feng finished speaking, he got up and walked to a computer in the private room.

"Brother Du, what's so good about those poems now. Just now you should be punished for drinking, so don't use excuses to escape." Mo Bai said.

"Hey, Brother Mo. I believe that Brother Du is not that kind of person. Let him take a look first before coming here to be punished." Wang Ling said. After finishing speaking, he said to Du Feng: "Brother Du, have you found any good works? Let's listen to it after reading it."

At this moment, Du Feng suddenly laughed and said, "Haha! Guess whose work I saw?"

"Whose?" The other three asked in confusion.

"It's from that kid Li Fan. I'd say that kid is nothing to be afraid of. He actually uploaded his work so early. Brother Lu, it's useless for you to be so afraid of that guy named Li Fan." Du Feng said quite proudly. .

"Uploaded so early?" Lu Ran and Wang Ling were both puzzled. Even if that kid can't compare to himself and the others, then he wouldn't upload his works at this time. After all, they are people with status!

Mo Bai shook his head and sighed, as if he felt quite a pity.

"Brother Du, read it quickly and let's listen." Lu Ran urged.

"Okay! Then I'll read it aloud. "Transplanting Seedlings", um, the title of the poem is a bit weird. 'Put the green seedlings in the field with your hands, and you can see the sky in the water when you bow your head. The way is pure heart, and stepping back turns out to be moving forward. '. Well, this poem is pretty good. That kid is pretty good at amateurs."

After Du Feng finished reading, the other three were all taken aback. This poem was better than they imagined. However, he soon smiled again. The poem is good, but only good.

Mo Bai drank the wine in the glass, then smiled slightly, and said, "Since the kid's work has been uploaded, I'll make a move in advance and play with him."

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(To be continued.)