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Because if that poem is not original to that young man.

Then, it seems impossible to conclude that the young man's poetry level is average.

After all, the reason why the boss came to such a conclusion was because of that poem.

Now that the poem was not written by that person, how can one judge that the level of his poetry is average?

Of course, if this happens, another situation will arise, that is, the young man cannot write poetry at all, and cannot even speak of an average level.

And this is indeed possible.

After all, God has already given him such a high talent in calligraphy, and it is impossible to give him any more poems.

Then, whether that poem is original or not becomes the key.

It seems that it is not difficult to figure out this problem, as long as you know the name of the young man.

Someone with such profound attainments in calligraphy shouldn't be an unknown person, right? Since he is a celebrity, relevant information must be available on the Internet.

At that time, will that person be able to compose poetry? There will be an answer.

Thinking of this, the tall and lanky man asked the boss: "What's that young man's name?"

The boss shook his head and said, "I don't know this either."

"I don't know?" the tall and thin man asked doubtfully: "Didn't he stay here last night? Doesn't staying in a hotel require identity registration? How come the boss doesn't know his name?"

The boss said: "That young man is quite special. My father brought him here personally. Therefore, I did not register his identity."

"So that's it." The tall and thin man nodded. Whether to register or not is the boss's business and he can't control it.

However, in this case, the identity of the young man will not be known, which is regrettable.

The tall and lanky man said: "That's such a shame. If we knew his name, maybe we could know his identity."

The boss also felt regretful and said: "It's true and regrettable. I hope he can stay at my place again sometime."

The tall and lanky man nodded and was about to leave. Suddenly he remembered something and said, "By the way, boss. The poem you just said is not necessarily very clever. Is it?"

The boss nodded and said: "Yes, that poem does feel quite ordinary, a very simple poem. Don't you think so?"

"Really?" The tall and thin man was silent. After a moment, he said, "Maybe."

After that, the tall and lanky man left and continued on his journey today.

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Time always flies when you are busy running around, and the day passes quickly.

When night fell, the tall and lanky man had arrived in a new city and checked into a new hotel.

The facilities of this hotel are much better than the hotel last night, with air conditioning, TV, wireless Internet and other facilities.

Of course, the price is also much more expensive.

The only thing that is the same is that the moonlight outside the window is as bright as last night, and the moon tonight is as round as last night.

Lying on the bed, looking at the moonlight coming in from the window,

The tall and thin man was tossing and turning again.

At this time, he remembered the poem he saw last night again, it was so clear.

Originally, when he was busy running around during the day, the tall and lanky man had forgotten about the poem, but now, looking at the moonlight coming in from the window, he thought of it again.

At this thought, a feeling of longing once again hit my heart, still as strong as before.

What kind of poem is that? Why can’t people restrain their thoughts on this full moon night?

This morning, the owner of the hotel said that there was nothing clever about that poem, it was a very simple and ordinary poem. This statement may indeed be correct.

But why does it always resonate so strongly in people’s hearts?

Also, did this poem already exist, or was it the original creation of the young man who left the poem?

Thinking of this question, the tall and thin man suddenly felt a strong curiosity in his heart. He turned on the light, sat up, took out his mobile phone and started searching on the Internet.

Although even if the poem existed very early, he might not be able to search for relevant information, but what if he could search for relevant information?

The tall and lanky man entered each of the four lines of the poem into the search engine and clicked the search button. The result was regrettable. The man did not find any relevant information.

"Is it really the young man's original work? Or is this poem so unknown that there is no information about it on the Internet? Which situation is it?" The tall and thin man thought in his heart. No conclusion can be drawn.

This made the tall and thin man feel a little frustrated, thinking that if he did some research on poetry, he might be able to come to a conclusion.

Um, wait...do you have some research on poetry?

The tall and lanky man's eyes suddenly lit up. Although he had no research on poetry, there were many people on the Internet who had studied poetry. There were even many great poets and celebrities who often went to the Internet to check it out.

He can't come to a conclusion, but there must be people on the Internet who can come to a conclusion. He can ask others for help on the Internet.

The tall and lanky man knew that there was one of the most authoritative and professional forums about poetry called "Poetry World", where some great poets and celebrities would often hang out.

He can post this poem to the poetry world, and I believe he will have the answer soon.

The tall and lanky man couldn't wait to take action, logged into Poetry World, quickly registered an account, and then posted the poem.

Of course, the lanky man had a note explaining that the poem was not written by him.

Otherwise, if any copyright dispute arises, the gain will outweigh the loss.

It's nighttime now, and in many places across the country, like where the lanky man was, you can see the bright full moon in the sky.

There are also many people lying in bed tossing and turning. Many of them are poetry lovers, and "Poetry World" is one of the places they visit most on the Internet.

Some poetry lovers couldn't sleep, so they came to Poetry World, intending to browse some posts before going to bed.

Maybe, after browsing some posts, you will be able to sleep.

Feng Jie is one of them. He is a poetry lover and an office worker living in a foreign land.

"Let's see if there are any new original poems?" Feng Jie said to himself while browsing.

He likes to read other people's original poems the most, even if they are very poorly written original poems.

Because he has always wanted to create poems, and when he reads other people's original poems, he can always feel the passion and joy of creation, as if he is composing it himself.

Of course, most of the people who upload original poems to Poetry World are poetry lovers like Feng Jie.

Those professional poets basically have special channels for publishing poems, and few of them are uploaded in the poetry world.

What Feng Jie wants to see in the poetry world are original poems by poetry lovers.

Because the poems written by poetry lovers were not of a higher standard, Feng Jie felt that he could also create poems of the same level.

This is what he wants.

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