Little Farmer Big Star

Beijing, the headquarters of the Huaguo Poetry Association.

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

Bai Yi, 42 years old this year, is a member of the Chinese Poetry Association. A famous Chinese poet, good at writing ancient poetry. 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 sitting opposite Bai Yi was named Liu Yuan. He is also 42 years old and a member of the Hua Guo 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 as you said. It can indeed be regarded as a new type of poem. Although it is difficult to be elegant, it should have its own vitality. Who made this poem?"

Bai Yi smiled and said, "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 "Shuke and Beta" Li Fan?" When Liu Yuan heard this, he 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 not too famous now. His "Shook and Beta" and "Tom and Jerry" are now loved by many people in China. "

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

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

Bai Yi nodded and said, "Yes, but it's a bit abrupt to ask. I have to find a middleman who is familiar with me. Well, I remember that Mr. Zheng recommended a short fairy tale of him before. Well, let's go visit. How about Mr. Zheng?"

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

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Sansheng Village.

Li Fan was rummaging through the wheat that had been plucked yesterday, when he suddenly heard the phone ring in the house.

When he returned to the house, he saw that it was Tang Quan who was calling.

"Is there any problem with the manuscript?" Li Fan answered the phone while muttering.

"President Tang, you should be very busy right now. What's wrong with calling me?"

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

"Isn't a proper job? What's not a proper job?" Li Fan was very strange.

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

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

"You kid. I won't talk to you, 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 has also appreciated my poem. Haha!"

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

"This is my honor. The two masters are too polite. I should have visited them. Well, you can give me his qd number and I will contact him." Li Fan said.

"That's fine, then I'll send you a short message. Okay, hang up. Brother is busy. You still know life."

"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, seeing this new style of poetry, it would definitely be a pleasure to meet Li Xinxi.

Li Fan was worried about how to thank Bai Yi.

As a master of poetry, you appreciate the poetry of a newcomer. You should express your gratitude both in love and courtesy.

Now that there is 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 passed the application. Also sent the message.

"Is that Mr. Li Fan?"

Li Fan quickly replied: "I'm Li Fan, and the word "Mr." is really not suitable. 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 Brother Bai or Teacher Bai."

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

"As a junior, I'd better call you Teacher Bai. I would like to thank Teacher Bai for the appreciation of my poem."

"Brother Li, you're welcome. Brother Li, this poem has a different flavor. I want to ask Brother Li, how did you create this poem?"

"Haha! The boy's poem is wonderful. But after all, it's hard to be elegant. The boy calls it a 'little poem'."

"'Literal poem'? Haha! Good! What a limerick. It's so appropriate. Brother Li has created a new style of poetry."

"Mr. Bai, don't compliment any more. The boy is just standing on the shoulders of giants, and he has an occasional feeling."

"What a 'standing on the shoulders of giants', brother Li is every word. But brother Li, don't be humble. Your limericks are humorous and easy to understand. It is easy to spread among the people. In terms of cultural transmission, it will play a pivotal role.”

For this, Li Fan agrees very much. Literary poems have shown strong vitality since their appearance. It is easy to spread among the people. After all, for ordinary people, those poems that are too elegant, they don't know much.

"Mr. Bai said this, making the boy a little flirtatious!"

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

"I know a little bit, I heard that it was held on the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Well, the 'Poetry Conference' is also called the 'Mid-Autumn Poetry Conference'. However, it didn't start on the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Poetry Conference started before that. For specific rules, Brother Li can go to our Chinese Poetry Association. The official website understands.”

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

"I just wanted 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 is more than 'Yong Xue'. head."

Attend a poetry conference? Li Fan had never thought about this before. Now that Bai Yi mentioned it, he certainly couldn't refuse it directly. Well, first go to the official website to understand the rules and then look at it.

"Mr. Bai, I don't know much about this 'poetry conference'. Why don't I go and see the rules first?"

"That's right. Brother Li doesn't have to rush to reply."

"Okay, Teacher Bai."

"Well, then don't bother Brother Li for now. If Brother Li has anything, 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, China 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 a pity to have such an interesting newcomer after a long time."

"Yeah, our current poetry world is prosperous on the surface, but in fact it has reached a bottleneck period. Few good poems have come out. Now is the time to 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 many masters of this year's poetry conference. Maybe there will be surprises."

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

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