< tent> The capital, Ning Xuan's home.Ning Xuan, chairman of the Chinese Poetry Association, and Cao Danqing, vice chairman of the Chinese Poetry Association, discussed things together.The triennial China-Japan Poetry Exchange Conference will be held in Beijing this weekend, which is the source of the two people's current troubles.Ning Xuan's brows furrowed, "Is there really no hope?"
”Cao Danqing's face was entangled, "In the past two years, Ichiro Umegawa has gone to China many times to compete with our Chinese poetry circle, alas, it's a sigh, and all of them were defeated at the hands of this person!"
”When Ning Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but sigh again.The Sino-Japanese Poetry Exchange Conference has been held for six sessions, and the second and fifth of these six competitions were won by the Chinese poetry circle, and the winners of the other four were all Japanese poets.Ning Xuan sighed: "Hateful, Japanese poetry is all transmitted from our country, in thousands of years of history, we are far ahead, Japan can only bend down to absorb our culture, but now, compared with the poetry circles of the two countries, it is actually Japan that is prosperous and powerful, alas!
It is no wonder that the government has vigorously promoted cultural revival in recent years, and our poetry circle can no longer be closed!
”Cao Danqing nodded: "My country has a lot of land and talents, and now the revival of cultural undertakings is booming, and I believe that the cultural glory in history will be restored." ”Speaking of this, Cao Danqing paused for a moment and said worriedly: "But Chairman Ning, what should I do now?"
The 7th Sino-Japanese Poetry Exchange Conference is imminent, and there is no time to wait for revival!
”Cao Danqing is very confident in the revival of China's cultural strength, but it is a matter of the next five years, ten years or even decades, but now there is a big event in front of him!
Ning Xuan also had a headache, and said helplessly: "Actually, the gap between us and the Japanese poetry scene is not big, but that Umegawa Ichiro, alas, although he doesn't want to admit it, but I still have to say that he is really talented, and the poems he writes have both decades of sophistication in obscene poetry, as well as the aura that modern poets rarely have. ”Ning Xuan turned sixty-six last year, and he was already an old man over the age of six.Cao Danqing looked at his old brother's powerless and sad appearance, and his heart was sad for a while.Alas!
Although he did not compare poetry with Umegawa Ichiro, he read all Umegawa Ichiro's poems many times, although he was not angry, but he must also admit that Umegawa Ichiro's attainments in poetry are higher than him, and they are much higher than him.Cao Danqing sighed, he is the vice chairman of the Chinese Poetry Association, and he has basically stood at the top of the Chinese poetry world, except for the hermit who doesn't know if there is, who else can have higher poetry attainments than him?
Even he was ashamed of himself, not to mention that suddenly, Cao Danqing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered a person, a person whose poetry attainments were far above him!
Excited, Cao Danqing slapped the table violently, ignoring the frightened Ning Xuan, and laughed.He was so confused that he had forgotten about that person!
Ning Xuan was confused by Cao Danqing's actions, and just now he was like a defeated rooster, how could he laugh out loud in a blink of an eye?
Isn't it that you've been under too much pressure lately, and you've lost your mind?
Ning Xuan looked at Cao Danqing nervously and worriedly, and said, "Danqing, what's wrong with you?"
You okay?
”Cao Danqing laughed for a while, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, brother, I thought of a great thing to laugh like this." ”Ning Xuan was stunned for a moment, "A good thing?
What's a good thing?
”Cao Danqing said in a heavy tone: "It is a good thing to solve this China-Japan Poetry Exchange Conference!"
”Ning Xuan's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Impossible, I've read Ichiro Umegawa's poems, and I've attained it-" Cao Danqing waved his hand, "Ichiro Umegawa can solve it too!"
”Ning Xuan looked at Cao Danqing in disbelief, seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, and hurriedly said, "You should say it quickly, what is the matter?"
”Cao Danqing laughed, "Big brother!
Chairman Ning!
We have been staring at the poetry world, but we have forgotten that we are Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Chinese cultural circle, do you still remember the variety show I participated in last year?
”As soon as Cao Danqing said this, Ning Xuan was stunned on the spot for a while.How could he not remember!"
Queqiao Immortal Fiber Cloud Coincidental", "Gift to My Wife One", "Gift to My Wife Second", these three poems that can be recorded in the annals of history are from this variety show!
Now, how could Ning Xuan not guess what Cao Danqing had in mind!
Gu Du!
Ning Xuan patted his head angrily, "Oh, I'm an old fool, there are still his masterpieces hanging in the study, how can I forget this person, hahaha." ”Ning Xuan was so excited that he laughed too, and his previous sadness was swept away!
Umegawa Ichiro's poems are written well, but compared with Gu Du's poems, the difference cannot be counted!
Umegawa Ichiro is a poet who comes out once in a hundred years, and Gu Du is a rare poetry master in a thousand years!
Since that "Poetry Tea Party", Ning Xuan has collected all Gu Du's poems, and the more he looks at it, the more shocked he becomes!
Ning Xuan said: "Danqing, do you have Gu Du's contact information?"
”Cao Danqing shook his head and said: "I don't, but I have the phone number of Pan Tie, deputy director of Beijing TV Station, it is said that he and Gu Du have a relationship with each other, and there must be Gu Du's contact information, on the other hand, in case Gu Du does not agree, you can also ask this deputy director Pan to come forward to be a lobbyist for us." ”Ning Xuan nodded in agreement, "Okay, if you ask for Gu Du's phone number from this deputy director, I will call him personally, for the sake of the dignity of my Chinese poetry circle, even if I show my old face, I have to ask Gu Du to come out!"
”Gu exclusive.Today is Friday, Gu Qian, who is studying at Huaguo Renmin University, has a holiday, she has classes in one or two mornings, and she comes directly to her brother's house after class."
AhhGu Qian leaned on the sofa and shouted.Bai Xiaolian picked up the backpack that Gu Qian threw on the ground, put it on the coffee table, and said with a smile: "After five days of hard life, let's say, what do you want to eat on the weekend, my sister-in-law will make it for you, and there is a pumpkin at home, why don't I bake an octopus for you?"
”When Gu Du heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at his sister Gu Qian with a reprimanding gaze, and said dissatisfiedly: "Gu Qian, you will know when you graduate from college, this time in college is your happiest time, cherish it, grasp it well, don't waste it, did I go home when I was in college?"
What weekend isn't in the classroom?
”Gu Qian raised her head and looked at Gu Du, "You want to go home, you can go back for hundreds of miles." ”As she spoke, Gu Qian glanced at Bai Xiaolian, "Besides, are you willing to go back." ”Gu Du snorted, "I've decided, I'll cook at noon and let your sister-in-law take a break." ”Bai Xiaolian blinked, seemed to understand a little, and was just about to speak, when the phone suddenly rang.
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