Just when the Writers Association held a meeting, all the members of the Writers Association were discussing and appreciating the "Mars Prose Poetry".

The Federation of Literary and Art Circles is also holding a meeting.

Literary leaders across the country were shocked and shocked.

In the conference room of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, everyone shed tears when they looked at this poem and thought of the environment in which Li Hui returned.

“I have never seen such powerful prose poetry!”

"The finishing touch is this sentence, I love this land, I love it deeply!"

"Li returns, great talent!"

"I can't imagine, I really can't imagine, what kind of state of mind an eight-year-old child must be in to compose such a shocking poem. And he must be digging the soil of Mars with his hands in the desolation.

?Doing it with difficulty, just to let us see how much he misses his hometown!"

"The land illuminated by the soft sunlight... was a dream he had never felt before."

Cried!

Tears!

Today, the big names in the literary world are shocked.

And China’s Weibo, Douyin, Micro Video and a series of netizen distribution centers are even more shocking.

[A literary superstar has arrived, but he is from Mars!]

[SOS means asking for help, and a poem is the final despair!]

[Poetry from Mars, thousands of people are crying today]

[When NASA said he was dead, we couldn’t imagine how he struggled to survive in the death mirror.]

"Lee is back! Awesome!"

"I don't understand this poem very well, but the power of the words in it really shocked me!"

"This poem doesn't have a name yet, right? Then... let's call it Bird."

"Really tearful... Why do I always have tears in my eyes? It's because I love the earth so deeply!"

"..."

Today, it is not just the Chinese literary world that is causing a stir.

The power of poetry knows no boundaries.

Soon, the Russian version of Asuka appeared.

The rough Russian men were sitting in front of the computer, watching the Russian version of "Love this land so deeply". Each of them was 181.9 meters tall, crying like a woman...

"Shocked me!"

"He is the greatest poet in the world!"

"Yes, he is the greatest poet in the world. Because no one has ever published poetry on Mars."

"One should not just look at Mars. The poem itself is full of great literary value!"

"Save that child!"

"Even if it's a corpse, let him die on the land of his longed-for hometown. This land carries seven billion people, can't it carry a bird with dreams flying in the sky?"

"I never thought that one day I would cry. But today, I tasted it. It turns out that the taste of tears is salty..."

"..."

then.

The English version has been translated.

The Japanese version has been translated.

The Korean version has been translated.

Latin, Greek, German, French, Spanish...

All have been translated.

Some people named it "The Flying Bird"

Some people named it "Poetry from Mars"

And on this day, this prose poem broke out all over the world!

The flames of anger that had been extinguished before were now ignited again.

The global voice is rising.

In the space agency, Bobs looked at the photos of Mars with a gloomy face. He was so angry that he wanted to yell, but he held it back forcibly.

He's not dead...

Why isn't he dead yet?

Isn't he already dead?

What's wrong with this prose poem? Each character's font has a size of 300 square meters, eleven lines, and covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres.

How on earth did he accomplish such a big project on Mars!

Ahhhhh!

While Bobs was sullen and angry, Deputy Commander Alyssa carefully read the German version, her nose became sore, and then tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes:

"It's so touching..."

"I don't hate him anymore. It turns out that the child is so pitiful. But we always hit him with the cold reality again and again..."

As she spoke, Alyssa lowered her voice. Looking back, she saw Bobs looking at her with gloomy eyes.

But just a moment later, another female technician opposite also wiped away her tears:

"It's so touching... He loves this land, he loves it so deeply. We are so cruel, let him be born on Mars, and he will not be able to stand on the earth until he dies. It's so touching!"

Stephen from the Child Protection Organization also wiped his tears with a tissue and yelled:

"Help!!"

Bob Si sighed, what a sin!

"He's dead!"

"Fart, stop talking nonsense. How can you publish another prose poem on Mars after you die?"

Bobs: "Return to the light!"

"I'll give you spicy light back."

"This time...it's really just the last time to look back."

"I don't care. Even if he dies, you must take his body back. His dream is to die on this deep earth. He wants his feathers to rot on this earth."

Bobs: "..."

Oh, I'll go!

Making trouble again.

Stephen was furious, furious, and roaring.

Bobs was also furious at this moment: "If our space agency says he is dead, he is dead. If our space agency says he can't be saved, it just can't be saved. If our space agency says it's not cost-effective, it's just not cost-effective!"

Stephen's tone was stagnant: "You..."

Bobs was completely furious and roared: "You are just a children's organization, but you also want to criticize the behavior of our space agency? Let me tell you, my space agency has not fallen to the point of being afraid of your children's organization..."

Stephen was furious: "You are so arrogant. It is fair to the people. Although my children's organization is not that powerful, one day, other organizations on the earth will stand on the same front as us!"

"Hahaha, just talk in your sleep. Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bob's cell phone rang.

It's a piece of news from the BBC.

Then, everyone's mobile phones buzzed with news notifications.

Just looking at it, Bob Si's face darkened, and his heart skipped a beat...

[The Chinese Writers Association announced: It unilaterally invited Li Huihui to join the Writers Association. From now on, although Li Huihui is on Mars, he will be a formal committee member of the Chinese Writers Association! ]

[The China Federation of Literary and Art Circles announced: It formally and unilaterally invited Li to return and join the China Federation of Literary and Art Circles.]

Bob Si looked at these two pieces of news and exclaimed: "Crazy..."

Fortunately, only China does this. Who told Li Hui to be from China?

But the next moment.

Another piece of news popped up:

[The Russian Poetry Association officially and unilaterally invites Li Hui to join the Russian Poetry Association!]

[Island Cultural Association: Officially unilaterally invites Li to return and join the Cultural Association...]

【USA...】

【France...】

[World Cultural Association: Officially included Li Hui’s poems, and unilaterally formally invited Li Hui to become a member of the World Cultural Association. In addition, on behalf of world cultural people, we strongly demand that NASA save people!]

'puff……'

Bobs almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

A broken poem!

Just a bad poem!!!

Harmful person!!!
Chapter completed!