Seeing Han Jiaren's real person is undoubtedly an unattainable idea for Lin Bin. Lin Bin also knows that a small person like himself who lives at the bottom of society, who wants to see a female star like Han Jiaren, who is shining with light all over his body, is too naive and childish. However, Lin Bin couldn't help but have such thoughts, which are like a waterfall and are naturally poured into his heart. Many times, when Lin Bin realizes that it is unlikely that he will see Han Jiaren in this life, he has tried to stop this idea, but every time he stops it, he is really unable to resist the huge impact of the waterfall, which is naturally caused by gravity. In Lin Bin's view, Han Jiaren is like the earth, which can produce huge gravity. Unless he flies to space and the moon, it will be difficult to get rid of, at least for now.

Just when Lin Bin was confused and struggling about this, a huge opportunity came miraculously, which was the city's large-scale concert for millions of migrant workers. When he saw the beautiful photos of Han Jiaren flashing on the ticket, Lin Bin felt dizzy, as if the whole world had paused. His eyes, mind, and heart were immediately filled with Han Jiaren's figure. Lin Bin couldn't help but think of a sentence he saw in the book, no matter how hard you wait, you can't wait, unless God opens his eyes, a good opportunity. Now, God opens his eyes!

From the decision to hold a large-scale concert for millions of migrant workers in the city to the concert, it seems that the Seoul Municipal Government has indeed attached great importance to migrant workers this time. Of course, the importance is given. It can be said that most migrant workers who watched the concert have no gratitude. On the contrary, when they stepped into the gymnasium that can accommodate 50,000 people, they all complained and dissatisfied.

"That's our hard-earned money. With so much money, how much can I buy when I send it back to my hometown!" Migrant workers muttered various similar complaints, and migrant workers entered the venue one by one.

Lin Bin, Lin Bin, Lin Bin's second uncle, and the three of them entered the scene early with the tickets. This was naturally the result of Lin Bin's instigation. Although Lin Bin and his second uncle didn't know why Lin Bin was so anxious, they still went a lot of complaints when they saw their excited faces. Especially when they entered the scene, they saw the decorated magnificent gymnasium and the colorful stage, they went a little more complaints. What a magnificent place. They thought that they could only see such scenes on TV before, but they could not have experienced them personally today. What they saw on TV was far less real and shocking than they saw on TV. However, when Lin Bin and his second uncle finally found their seats, they found that they were in the last row, and the complaints that had just disappeared returned to their mouths.

"Grandma, I spent so much money and just sat in such a place. What can I see? I can't see anything." Lin Bin's second uncle said indignantly.

The tickets for Lin Bin and the other two were the cheapest, and the seats were very low. Lin Bin and his second uncle didn't know about this, but Lin Bin knew that in the face of his second uncle's complaint, Lin Bin had to gently comfort him. After all, the tickets had been bought and everyone had come in. You can't go back temporarily. If that's true, Lin Bin thought to himself that he would probably hit him and kill him. For him, as long as he could see Han Jiaren's real person, he didn't care where he sat. In fact, before coming here, he had made other plans in his heart. In his opinion, the seats were dead and could not be moved, but people were alive and could run at any time. When Han Jiaren came on stage, he must run to the front.

As time goes by, waves of migrant workers walked into the gymnasium with reluctance and too strange expressions. In less than an hour, the gymnasium that can accommodate 50,000 people was already full of people. It was crowded with people! Looking at the dense crowds of people in front of the front, back, left and right, Lin Bin couldn't help but sigh. There were crowds of people. When I first met this idiom, Lin Bin was still a little confused. How could a person become a mountain? How could a person become a sea? In front of me, the crowds filled from the first floor to the third floor were just a mountain of people.

On the football field, the countless heads gathered together, isn’t it just a crowd? It seems that the city leaders and migrant workers’ supervisors have been worrying a lot this time. They can really get the quota of 50,000 migrant workers in such a short time. The powerful people are different. Lin Bin thought with inferiority. On the side, Lin Bin’s uncle and second uncle had no intention of thinking about it. Their current emotions continued to sink with waves of people influx. The more people there were, the more people there were, and the louder the noise around them.

"Grandma, what else can I see in this concert? I also watch celebrities sing. We can sit in such a corner to ensure our own safety and not be knocked down and injured by others. Even if our ancestors have accumulated virtue," Lin Bin's second uncle continued to say indignantly.

Uncle Lin Bin sighed when he heard this, nodded, and expressed his agreement.

This hot concert kicked off with Lin Bin's thoughts and the indignation of Lin Bin's uncle and the second uncle. With a rumbling sound, several salutes suddenly sounded. Lin Bin stood up, his eyes jumped over the crowd, and saw several rows of gorgeous and charming fireworks rising from the stage from afar. The fireworks flashed away, leaving behind a large pile of misty smoke. In the psychedelic scene caused by the smoke, a slim and fashionable female host, like an angel, fell from the sky with the help of a lift and landed on the stage. As soon as the female host appeared, thunderous applause suddenly burst out.

"That's not the beautiful host of KBS TV. I always see it on TV. Hi, I didn't expect that we could be so close to her today." Lin Bin's second uncle couldn't help but leave from his indignation and sighed.

As soon as the female host opened her mouth, she became more and more restless. How could the sound be so clear and sweet! Uncle Lin Bin couldn't help but stand up. "Oh, it's all women, why is the difference so big?" Uncle Lin Bin even thought of his wife in his hometown.

Among the female host's opening lyrics with great inspiration and temptation, the whole concert reached a climax from the beginning, which made the female host more excited. I thought to myself that the director just now said that all migrant workers came tonight, and it seems that migrant workers also have artistic appreciation. Generally speaking, the more excited and enthusiastic the audience is, the more moving and passionate the people performing on the stage will be. After the opening of the female host, several stars who appeared one after another proved this point. It can be said that this concert was unexpected but reasonable, achieving a good harmony, which was simply a mess. Lin Bin's uncle and second uncle fell into this harmony, and although they couldn't see the people on the stage clearly, it was a good pleasure to feel such a hot atmosphere.

When Lin Bin's uncle and second uncle felt satisfied, Lin Bin became frowning. He came to Han Jiaren tonight. Everything except Han Jiaren was insignificant. He didn't care about any hot and passion. His purpose was simple and pure. Lin Bin finally couldn't help but take advantage of his uncle and second uncle's loss of sorrow and left his seat and quietly strolled towards the front row. While walking through the crowded crowd, Lin Bin did not forget to look at the surrounding security guards. From his uniform, he could find that most of these security guards were temporarily acted by regular police. This discovery made Lin Bin feel a little powerless. Lin Bin could not guarantee that he could successfully reach the front row or even next to the stage under the supervision of hundreds of regular policemen. So, from the back row to the front row, this section of road that can be completed in a few minutes on weekdays suddenly became so long and difficult.

No matter how difficult it is, you have to survive! Lin Bin suddenly felt a heroic fearlessness, as if he had returned to the war era, and the hero he had known in elementary school appeared in his mind. Lin Bin remembered that there was a hero who stood up and resolutely picked up the explosive bag and rushed towards the bunker, constantly moving forward, and forward until he finally held up the explosive bag with his left hand, using his body as a gunpowder support frame, and blew up the enemy's strong bunker. At this moment, Lin Bin felt like he was a hero

Although there is no explosive pack on his body and there is no bunker in front of him, in Lin Bin's opinion, being able to go to the front row and see Han Jiaren's real person close to each other is a glorious and great task than blowing up the enemy bunker. Now it is not a war era. If it is a war era, it really needs to blow up the bunker like a hero. Lin Bin feels that he will do it. After thinking about it this way, Lin Bin seemed to have applied a tranquilizer, and became much more at ease, and his whole person instantly became taller.

Finally, the sky paid off. With the extremely fierce support of the inner spirit, Lin Bin successfully passed through the defense line composed of hundreds of policemen and quietly rushed to the front row. To be precise, it was to a dark corner on the right side of the front row. There, Lin Bin squatted for nearly half an hour, but unfortunately, the goddess-like Han Jiaren still did not go on stage. She wouldn't quit the performance temporarily, right? Or the tickets were lying, there was no Han Jiaren at all this time? A few drops of cold sweat rolled down on Lin Bin's forehead. In panic, Lin Bin once again made a completely meaningless disguise, bowed his body, and slipped under the seat of a leader in the front row.

The front row of the concert was where the city's senior leaders sat, and the defense was very strict. Lin Bin rushed over so proudly and looked guilty. He was easily caught by two policemen. The two policemen had some professional principles. After dragging Lin Bin out of the leader's seat, he forced him to the back seat before leaving. This made Lin Bin, who had finally rushed to the front, very depressed. However, Lin Bin wanted something, which was the program list for this concert, which was only the leader in front. The reason why Lin Bin took the world's ruthlessness and rushed to the leader's seat was because he found that there was a discarded program list there.

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When Lin Bin opened the wrinkled program list, he looked at it without missing a word, and his heart couldn't help but sink deeper and deeper. It was only when he finally found Han Jiaren's name. He was confirmed that it was just a false alarm, and this winter was still warm. It turned out that Han Jiaren was arranged to appear in the final show. After Lin Bin noticed this, he couldn't help pinching himself hard and muttering. It was all because of his too impatient personality. Originally, a goddess-like figure like Han Jiaren is naturally the biggest highlight of the concert. Since it was the highlight, he would naturally appear in the final show. After thinking about it, Lin Bin waited calmly. The so-called calmness was just an illusion made on the surface. He was undoubtedly restless inside. He thought that it would be a blessing to be able to witness the goddess in his heart in his own eyes!

This time, Lin Bin did not make a fool of himself again. He always paid attention to the broken electronic watch bought for 2,000 won on his wrist and paid attention to the passage of time. Lin Bin stuck time very tightly. After about an hour of hard guard, Lin Bin stood up from his seat again, intending to learn heroes again and rushed to the front with a heroic fearless spirit. However, because Lin Bin was escorted back by the police before, Lin Bin and his second uncle had some doubts about him. Seeing that he was about to leave again, Lin Bin hurriedly stopped him and said, "What are you going to go over again? Xiaobin, it's not that my uncle said you, there is a place where the big man sits in front. It would be nice to see people like us from a distance."

When Lin Bin heard this, his face, which was sweating excitement just now, dimmed. "Uncle, don't worry about me." After leaving a perfunctory sentence, Lin Bin forced himself to break free and rushed forward. Not to mention, his expression and expression really smelled like he was ready to die, which made Lin Bin's uncle and second uncle even more confused.

With the experience of the last time, Lin Bin's actions went smoothly this time, at least there was less terrifying feeling than last time. This was naturally a mental problem. It was like walking on a suspension bridge on a cliff alone. The first time I would inevitably feel a lot of restlessness and anxiety, but once I walked through the first time and walked the second time, I would lose a lot of anxiety and concerns.

After Lin Bin successfully arrived in front, the second-to-last program of the concert just ended. The female host walked to the stage again and incited the emotions of 50,000 migrant workers with her charming voice and words. If the female host's opening lyrics everyone's passion instantly, then this time, the passion of everyone once again raised to the top. Only when she kept praising the star who appeared in the last, Han Jiaren, the migrant workers here knew that Han Jiaren was not many, but listening to the female host using so many praises, she could guess that this star must be not simple. Maybe it was because of the love house and the mistress. Listening to the female host praise the goddess in her heart, Lin Bin felt better about the female host, as if she could find invisible support from her praise. Gradually, Lin Bin took advantage of the passion of the whole audience and quietly rushed to the edge of the stage.

The female host finally walked off the stage gracefully, and several salutes exploded again, and the stage was filled with gorgeous and charming fireworks. This time, Lin Bin, who was on the edge of the stage, had a very real experience of the sound and fireworks, as if he was dreaming and coming to a fairyland. It was in such a fairyland that Lin Bin had longed for a long time finally appeared. But what made everyone feel unsatisfied was that Han Jiaren actually walked onto the stage alone. The stars before all appeared

There are all kinds of strange and imaginative, either falling from the sky or being surrounded by dozens of people in various ways. In this regard, Lin Bin's view is that Han Jiaren is Han Jiaren, and there is no need to exaggerate too much. She herself is already very charming. Even if other stars make trouble, they cannot expose the hidden light on her body. Only after explaining this secretly did Lin Bin feel excited, forced to support her body, trembled and looked at Han Jiaren on the stage seriously.

What kind of goddess is that! Lin Bin sighed and thought, his eyes were like a fiery lightning, which fell tightly on Han Jiaren. Today, Han Jiaren is not fancy, with white jeans on the lower body, a white down jacket on the upper body, and a milky white sweater on the inside. It looks a unique and ladylike charm. It is this dress, coupled with her peerless appearance and extraordinary temperament, which makes Lin Bin look fascinated all of a sudden.

Lin Bin only felt that Han Jiaren in front of her seemed too frivolous as a goddess, and she had become a sun. Yes, on the colorful stage, Han Jiaren was like a sun, the white sun scattered with dazzling white light all over her body. This light quickly formed a surging sea of ​​light, constantly rippling with Lin Bin's loving thoughts. At this time, Lin Bin had forgotten everything, followed the rhythm of the music, and shouted and cheered with all his heart.

"It's like the stars falling on the ground, the colorful world is shining, the amusement park is like a card, the carousel takes us flying, my hand lets you hold, love turns out to be the most fragrant coffee cup. In the Ferris wheel, the time I'm alone, all tourists know about my mood. On the left side of the backpack and the back of the ticket stub, I secretly write down my wish while you are not paying attention."

"Pray that the stars in the sky will not go out tonight, and promise to accompany you forever in my heart. Look up and look up. The stars blink, and now you are by my side. I pray that the earth will stop at this moment. It is also beautiful to walk quietly without chatting. Look up and look up and look up and look up and look up and sit on your lips. I think of a smile hanging on your lips. la..."

"Just like the garden in front of the castle, love this feeling of happiness, can it remain unchanged? Take a photo of us taking a photo, the wildfire stops in the sky, and your goodness stops in my heart. The fragrance of popcorn is a kind of sweetness. I like your happy and laughing face, the left side of the backpack, the back of the ticket stub, I secretly write down my wish while you are not paying attention."

"...I pray that the stars in the sky will not go out tonight, and I promised to accompany you forever in my heart. I looked up and looked up. The stars blinked. Now you are by my side, la..."

Han Jiaren sang "Starlight Amusement Park", which was written by Kim Jong-sung to her. It was popular all over the streets and alleys just after it was released recently.

Perhaps Lin Bin's performance was too devoted and dedicated, which attracted Han Jiaren's attention. So, a scene that could be said to have made Lin Bin unforgettable for his life happened quietly. In a dizzy state, Lin Bin saw Han Jiaren on the stage singing affectionately while walking towards the edge of the stage where he was. The light from the corner of his eyes fell magically on himself. Is this an illusion? She was watching me? Lin Bin's heart was beating violently, and his whole body was tense very tightly in an instant. Soon, Han Jiaren walked to Lin Bin with a corner of his mouth.

With a smile, the smile seemed to contain the warmth that could melt the iceberg. Han Jiaren stretched out her slender jade hand and gently held Lin Bin's hand that was raised in the air. Suddenly, countless envious and jealous gazes were shot out around her, including two of them, cautious and powerful. Lin Bin had no intention of discovering those gazes, almost subconsciously. Lin Bin quickly jumped up and grabbed Han Jiaren's hand that had just slid away in her hand. Han Jiaren obviously did not expect such a thing, and she couldn't help but feel a little panicked, her eyebrows frowned.

What a delicate and wonderful hand! Lin Bin thought in a daze, but as soon as this idea failed, two agile black figures ran to her side, which were the two policemen before. Just now, the moment Han Jiaren took the initiative to shake hands with Lin Bin, the two policemen had already recognized Lin Bin. The two policemen pressed Lin Bin's shoulders, scolded him with a serious face, and dragged Lin Bin away, gradually dragged him away from the stage until he was dragged out of the gymnasium. In this way, Lin Bin ended this concert journey ahead of schedule.

The ending was the process, but the beginning was memory. Standing alone outside the gymnasium, feeling the silence and desolation that was completely different from the hot inside, Lin Bin felt a heart-wrenching pain. The pain was blown by the warm memories, and then it appeared. The enjoyment that Han Jiaren brought to him just now appeared. Although Lin Bin racked his brains before, it was necessary to look at Han Jiaren up close, but he never expected that such a sun-like woman, a woman who was even more out of reach than the sun, would look at him and smile on the corner of his mouth. What's more important is that she would take the initiative to walk to him and shake hands with him. Lin Bin couldn't help but wonder whether all this was reality or a dream. After all, similar scenes had already appeared in the dream. After thinking about this, Lin Bin pinched the back of his hand in panic until he pinched the red finger marks before he stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.

For Lin Bin, this reality is not really a dream, because not long after, Lin Bin slacked off his work because of his restlessness and was forcibly fired by Manager Wu. Uncle Lin Bin and his second uncle repeatedly found Manager Wu and begged every time, but still failed to save Lin Bin's job. Faced with such a dilemma, Lin Bin became frowning and frowning. What was worried was that Lin Bin had lost his job, and what was bitter was that Lin Bin looked more and more depressed. Relatively speaking, although Lin Bin was in a sluggish and forgot to eat and sleep, this was just a superficial phenomenon. In the heart, Lin Bin was absolutely happy, and had been immersed in Han Jiaren's gaze, smile and jade hands alone.

Xiaobin is really lost! Uncle Lin Bin and his second uncle thought with bitter faces. No matter what, they don’t want Lin Bin to continue to sink so much. Of course, the word "Sinking" is too strong, Lin Bin and his second uncle don’t know. In their opinion, Lin Bin was a ghost, otherwise he would suddenly become like this! In order to regain the vibrant Lin Bin, Uncle Lin Bin and his second uncle racked their brains. They tried to persuade Lin Bin, using some common words. They also tried to squeeze some hard-earned money for Lin Bin, so that Lin Bin would go around the city and get in touch with some freshness.

Things have a long experience, and perhaps they have seen a lot, and their mentality has changed. Uncle Lin Bin and his second uncle even remembered Yan'er, hoping that Yan'er could enlighten Lin Bin, but they only knew that Yan'er was working in the city of Seoul, and did not know where Yan'er was. So they continued to persuade Lin Bin, asking Lin Bin to go to play with Yan'er for nothing, or tell them where Yan'er was. They called Yan'er over, but when Lin Bin heard this, he just refused to answer, his mouth was like a mouse, and he couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried. All the attempts of uncle Lin Bin and his second uncle were proved to be in vain, like a bubble, and it exploded slightly.

At this time, Lin Bin's uncle and second uncle couldn't help complaining that they were not educated. In their opinion, if they had enough culture, there would be a way to revive Lin Bin. After complaining, the two suddenly had an idea and thought, if they were not educated, they could find someone with education to revive Lin Bin. After thinking about this, the two looked at each other and the same person came out of their minds.

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It was another Sunday midnight, and Hechen habitually came to this messy alley.

The crescent moon hangs high, and the cold wind of winter plays unscrupulously. Although there are various abandoned low houses on both sides of the alley, and towering office buildings are not far from the two sides of the low houses, the strange wind sounds can easily reach the depths of the alley, scattering a cold as thin as moonlight along the way.

It has been two months since. In the past two months, Ha Chen has become accustomed to coming to this alley every Sunday midnight, walking into the snack stall that seems to have been open for many years, eating some spicy midnight snacks, drinking two bottles of inappropriate beer, and letting some misty thoughts fly. This beautiful city is still unfamiliar to Ha Chen. After all, he has only been here for two months. In fact, in a larger city, he will unconsciously feel a sense of estrangement. Since the day he started wandering, he has never been in a similar city for a quarter. Despite this, Ha Chen still feels that he seems to be very familiar with Seoul. He has seen all kinds of people living in this city, some are on the upper level, some are on the lower level, some are on the corruption of life, and some are struggles with survival. This may be related to his keen observation personality.

After drinking a glass of beer, He Chen's eyes involuntarily paraded towards the entrance of the alley. He knew that in less than half an hour, the guy who could be called a peasant poet, Lin Bin, was coming. Since he met him, that guy would come to him on a special occasion almost every Sunday midnight. In his heart, He Chen was unwilling to have too many interactions with outsiders, especially strangers. In fact, he has always adhered to this principle. However, He Chen believed that the principle was not absolute, and many principles themselves had unknown loopholes, and this principle of his own belongs to one. Sometimes, when he met some special people, or people who could arouse his interests, He Chen was still willing to have in-depth conversations with him, and Lin Bin was one of them.

As soon as the eyes were withdrawn, two hunched figures rushed to He Chen. He Chen recognized at a glance that the person who came should be Lin Bin's uncle and second uncle. Lin Bin and second uncle naturally knew He Chen through Lin Bin. They heard Lin Bin say that He Chen is currently a host in a small theater. He is also a poet and writer. In addition, he is also a movie script. Lin Bin and second uncle don't know what poets and writers do, nor what the use of movie scripts are. The only thing they are sure of is that He Chen should be a cultural person, because some of the books Lin Bin read recently were given by him, and Lin Bin also told them that He Chen likes to write things very much. They think that people who like to write things are not just

Are cultural people? Lin Bin’s uncle and second uncle knew that Lin Bin liked reading books, but they didn’t know that in fact, Lin Bin has always read literary books. In layman’s terms, Lin Bin should be considered a literary youth. Like many literary youths, after reading too many literary books, he will naturally develop the desire to write. Moreover, many people wrote poetry at the beginning. Although Lin Bin went to high school and later went to a liar technical school, in terms of identity, Lin Bin is still just a farmer. Isn’t the farmer who writes poetry a peasant poet? Of course, in addition to being a farmer, Lin Bin is also a migrant worker. According to the rise of recent years, it is not an exaggeration to call him a working poet. He Chen and Lin Bin’s acquaintance is related to poetry.

He Chen and Lin Bin met for the first time at the snack stall in this alley. On that day, Lin Bin miraculously published a poem in the city's evening newspaper supplement, turning his work into lead type for the first time and receiving a ten-yuan royalty fee. For Lin Bin, it was really a big happy event, so he shouted out his uncle and second uncle that night, sharing his inner joy together with a simple midnight snack. When Lin Bin held the newspaper of the day tightly, he took advantage of his drunkenness and didn't care about Zero around him.

When the dispersed figure recited their poems to his uncle and second uncle, the spirit that could be described as vigorous or even bold and bold was seen by He Chen sitting in the corner. Lin Bin's move seemed to be somewhat mentally ill, but in He Chen's eyes, it was a manifestation and release of youth and life. It was precisely because of this that he had the urge to contact Lin Bin.

If I say I love you

Will they say that toads want to eat swan meat?

Actually, I just want to hold your hand

If you can steal a kiss

Willing to die

But now I can only look at you from afar

Like a girl in the wilderness looking at her distant hometown

Those dark eyes that look through Qiu Shui!

To be honest, He Chen felt that this little poem published by Lin Bin was not very good. If it weren't for the rampant style of the contemporary poetry world, it would be increasingly difficult to distinguish between good and bad poems. When he saw this poem for the first time, He Chen even felt that it was simply a simple piece of words, which was nothing more than a few strands of young people's sorrow. This feeling made him deeply puzzled. How could a person like Lin Bin, who should be considered simple and simple, write such a poem? And it was also the first work he published in his life.

After thinking about it, He Chen still understood a little. This poem itself was very simple and simple. If the same subject and content were written by an experienced poet, he would probably have many skills in writing. In this way, few people might be able to understand it. Now, He Chen believes that anyone who has read some contemporary poetry should be able to understand this poem. Unfortunately, the facts proved that He Chen's idea was a big mistake. Later, he was surprised to find that the editor-in-chief of the newspaper supplement that reviewed the poem could not really understand it.

According to Lin Bin's statement, on the morning of the first day of publishing this poem, he ran to the newspaper gate early, holding a piece of white paper in his hand, which was the poem he had been copying carefully. Lin Bin originally wanted to find an editor directly, but perhaps because of his clothes being too simple, he was driven out by the guard. Lin Bin had to wait outside the gate, hoping to meet the editor and hand over the work. Unfortunately, until night fell, Lin Bin still did not wait for the person he was waiting for. During the process, whenever someone went in and out of the newspaper, Lin Bin would take the initiative to come forward to ask if the other party was an editor, and the result was undoubtedly gray. Most of those people were not from the newspaper, and a small number claimed to be journalists.

When I arrived at the reporter, Lin Bin would ask if I could send a poem for me. I would get a negative answer and would have some weird gazes. Perhaps in the eyes of some reporters, it is really funny that people write poems and ask journalists to help publish them in this era. After finally asking an editor, what made Lin Bin sad was that the other party was a news editor and only posted news but not literary works. Even so, Lin Bin still insisted on waiting. Under the moonlit night, in the cold wind, a person held a handwritten poem, and his appearance and condition were very consistent with the cold night. Of course, Lin Bin finally waited for the editor-in-chief of the newspaper supplement, otherwise the poem would not have been published.

He Chen, the editor-in-chief of the supplement of this city Evening News, knew him. For curiosity, the day after meeting Lin Bin, he went to the newspaper office to find the editor-in-chief and asked about Lin Bin's poem. According to the editor-in-chief, the content in the front of the poem is indeed not very good, it is cheesy, and the highlight is in the last three sentences.

"'But now I can only look at you from afar/Like Miss Yan'er looking at the distant hometown', what a poetic metaphor!" said the editor, "Miss Yan'er refers to the wild geese. The author added the word 'girl' to prove that the author's anthropomorphic technique is very skillful. The wild geese look at the distant hometown, think about it, when the wild geese fly south, he suddenly looks back and sees the hometown becoming more and more distant, and the picture feels arising. Using this to symbolize a young man's love for his lover is really vivid."

"'Those black eyes that look through the autumn water'," the editor said, "This sentence is even more amazing. Looking through the autumn water is so beautiful. When I see these three words, the first thing I think of is that the author must have admired the poem "A Generation" by the Chinese poet Gu Cheng, 'The night gave me black eyes/I use it to find light'. This poem by Gu Cheng implies the beautiful idea that human nature of pursuing light will not be erased. The author borrows the black eyes in Gu Cheng's poem to carry his oath, and that is, the idea of ​​pursuing the lover will never be erased. The whole poem turns sharply and ends with this sentence, it is beautiful enough."

He Chen really admired the editor-in-chief's imagination and couldn't help but think to himself, if the editor found out that the so-called Yan'er girl in the poem was not a wild goose, but a living country girl, and found that the author didn't know what it meant to look through Qiushui, but was just applied from other books. He found that the author had no idea about the Chinese poet Gu Cheng's "A Generation". The so-called black eyes only originated from Yan'er's eyes that were indeed very dark. The sudden appearance of the last sentence was not that the author knew how to turn the point. It was just that after writing the previous content, the author felt that it was not poetic enough, so he spliced ​​a sentence specifically describing Yan'er. I don't know what thoughts would happen, and what associations would be produced at that time.

As far as He Chen knows, this editor-in-chief still has some accomplishments in literature and has a deep study of poetry. The poems he wrote over the years have also made him famous in the poetry world. However, such a person actually misreads Lin Bin's first poem that turned into lead type. He Chen thinks that most of them are used to making trouble. For a long time, the habit of writing, reading, reviewing, and evaluating poetry made the editor-in-chief care too much about the deep mystery and failing to start from the perspective of simplicity and simplicity, or, in other words, he unconsciously lost the most basic simplicity and simplicity.
Chapter completed!