Chapter 415 Guan Yi's Abacus
Liang Wen was dumbfounded.
This is the shortest modern poem he has ever seen, with only two sentences.
But it shocked him more than ever before.
Sometimes, when I accidentally read a piece of text that touches my heartstrings, I always feel my heart is shocked, or my heart beats faster because of the thoughts in it, or I feel enlightened because I realize the philosophy in it.
This is the power of words, and this power is different for different people.
Dark night, eyes, and light are obviously very common phenomena in life, but their combination makes this poem uniquely charming.
The seemingly contradictory twist contains wonderful rationality, and the name "A Generation" seems to have something to say, which is enough to make people think deeply.
Liang Wen felt his skin was slightly numb. After a long time, he was shocked and opened the search page again.
The search results for the name "Gucheng" are the same as "Haizi".
Liang Wen remained silent and looked at the third poem again.
Bian Zhilin: "Broken Chapter".
【You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
People watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.
The bright moon decorates your windows,
You decorate other people’s dreams.]
"..." Liang Wen searched for "Bian Zhilin" again.
The result is the same as the first two.
Xi Murong: "Decision".
【If I come to this world once
Just to meet you once
Just for that moment in billions of light years
All the sweetness and sadness in that moment
Then let everything happen
They all appear in an instant...]
Liang Wen took a deep breath and looked at the last song.
Zheng Chouyu: "Mistake"
【...Your heart is like a small window tightly closed
My dada's horseshoe is a beautiful mistake
I am not a returnee, I am a passerby...]
Not surprisingly, "Xi Murong" and "Zheng Chouyu" could not find relevant information.
Liang Wen was really numb, and there was a storm in his heart.
Five modern poems, five authors, all with pseudonyms that I have never heard of before.
Could it be that some big literary figure entered the competition under a pseudonym? But this is not one song, but five...
Liang Wen's eyes were in a daze.
...
On the Internet, there has been a great stir about the emergence of five modern poems as "masterpieces".
On Weibo, the number of comments on posts that reprinted five works at the top of the hot search list skyrocketed.
The first reaction of many netizens who saw this Weibo post for the first time was:
Modern poetry? What does it have to do with me? I’m not interested! I can’t understand it anyway.
However, out of curiosity, many people still clicked in.
As a result, I was shocked when I saw it.
The five works either express love and yearning for life, are full of philosophy, or sing praises of love. There will always be one that can hit your heart.
Many netizens said that they finally understood the meaning of the title "Masterpiece".
"Before you click in, what is modern poetry? After you click in, worship!"
"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs. This sentence is really beautiful."
"I like the phrase 'I'm not a returnee, I'm a passerby' the most!"
"I originally thought I wouldn't appreciate so-called modern poetry, but now I find that I just haven't encountered any works that can touch me."
"Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming. This is the life I want. After hearing this, I have the urge to resign and go back to the countryside."
"Excuse me! Who is Haizi? I can't find any information about this person."
"Where is Gu Cheng? I can't find it online. I really like this song "One Generation". Does he have any other works?"
"Not only these two, but also Bian Zhilin, Xi Murong, Zheng Chouyu, all the authors of these five poems can't be found!"
"No way... could it be an emerging author?"
These five poems were written by five new authors. As soon as this speculation came out, it immediately detonated the entire Internet.
"I can be considered a semi-cultural insider. I know a lot about the authors of modern poetry that are relatively famous in China. I have never heard of these five names."
"Those who can write at this level should not be unknown new authors. Are they some big guys who have obtained pen names and submitted articles pretending to be new authors?"
"...Boss, are you busy with your time? Besides, you have no motivation to do this at all. Find five of these boring bosses and take a look."
"Damn it! If they are all new authors, five of them appear at once. This... can be called the Renaissance of modern literature..."
The sudden appearance of five masterpieces was like an earthquake in the literary world. The "Autumn Modern Poetry Essay Contest" was originally a competition limited to a small group of people, but its attention suddenly skyrocketed.
Not only are the public discussing it hotly, but the cultural circles are also shocked by these five poems.
In Suzhong City, Guan Yi lay back heavily on a chair with a look of disbelief on his face.
In order to participate in this competition, I carefully prepared "White Cloud". Based on the previous momentum, "White Cloud" would definitely be able to enter the top three if there were no accidents.
Guan Yi has almost figured out his plans after winning the award.
By then, my reputation and status in the industry will be improved, and I will launch physical books, make money from autograph sessions, etc...
However, five newcomers who had never heard of it suddenly appeared out of nowhere, each one more awesome than the other, and their popularity directly reduced "White Cloud" to rubbish.
No one talks about his work anymore.
A look of reluctance flashed in Guan Yi's eyes, the computer message prompt sounded, and he quickly opened the chat interface.
In the "Traditional Literature" WeChat group I belong to, almost everyone is discussing the identities of "Haizi" and "Gu Cheng", whether they are new pen names used by any senior, etc.
However, when everyone gradually discovered that these five authors seemed to be newcomers, the news in the group suddenly exploded, and it turned into "Who knows the people among them? Can you introduce me to them?"
Guan Yi closed the WeChat group with a gloomy face and fell into deep thought.
Even though he was unwilling to give in, he asked himself, and he felt that the literary quality of these five modern poems was superior to his own works.
The gap between the top three and the sixth, seventh or eighth place in the essay contest is huge. Without the popularity support of a good ranking, I can foresee that a series of my subsequent plans will be affected.
But if these five people are all new authors, with their talents, they are undoubtedly worth getting to know.
I have set up a "Modern Poetry Society", which is quite famous in the circle. If these five extremely talented new writers are brought into the poetry society, I, as the founder of the poetry society, will have a great publicity effect.
On the contrary, it might be better.
The more Guan Yi thought about it, the brighter his eyes became, so he did it!
After all, he is also a well-known author in the literary circle, so these newcomers should not refuse his invitation.
However, if you don’t even know who these five people are now, how can you contact them?
Guan Yi's eyes lit up as he glanced at the official website of the "Autumn Modern Poetry Essay Contest" unintentionally.
Chapter completed!