What kind of people are most likely to empathize with love poems?
They are probably people with literary youth thoughts, pursuing romantic and sensual love experiences, and experiencing emotional setbacks.
Although Wei Guoping has not experienced emotional setbacks, he is a literary youth and pursues romantic and emotional love.
So when he saw the poem "See or Not See" for the first time, he was deeply fascinated by it.
Xu Xiangdong was woken up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Wei Guoping standing at the table with Jiang Yulou's manuscript in his hand.
Feeling confused, he asked without hesitation: "Old Wei, what are you doing?"
Wei Guoping was startled by the sudden sound. He subconsciously wanted to hide the manuscript in his hand, but stopped halfway.
Because this is not his work.
"I...it's nothing..." Wei Guoping stammered for a long time, feeling helpless and letting others scratch his head.
Xu Xiangdong narrowed his eyes and discovered Hua Dian.
He pointed at the manuscript in Wei Guoping's hand and asked, "What is that in your hand?"
Wei Guoping froze for a moment and said dejectedly: "Oh, you discovered it. What I am holding is a new love poem written by Yu Lou."
"Love poem?" Xu Xiangdong's eyes lit up.
Jiang Yulou was praised so highly by the people in the dormitory, and he had long been unhappy with it. But Jiang Yulou has never had any black spots, so he has nowhere to spray.
Well now, Jiang Yulou actually wrote a new poem. If it was very different from the previous poems, he would have reason to question his talent.
It's best to let your talent run out.
That way, he would feel comfortable and still be able to compete for the most talented freshmen at Yanda.
It's not like now, when there is a big Buddha pressing down on it, it's not comfortable in any way.
So, he said hypocritically: "Oh, really, how about the poems written by Lao Sixin? They haven't gone backwards, right? Don't hurt Zhongyong again."
"No, it's great. It's not inferior to his "Mountain Wood" and "Poem of the Ten Commandments" at all!" Wei Guoping saw Xu Xiangdong questioning Jiang Yulou and spoke excitedly.
Xu Xiangdong's expression froze: "Really?"
really?
"Then I have to read it carefully."
I do not believe.
Xu Xiangdong lifted the quilt and was wearing a double-layered vest and large pants underneath. Wearing slippers on his feet, he reached Wei Guoping's side in two or three steps.
"Let me see."
Xu Xiangdong was angry and grabbed the manuscript in Wei Guoping's hand.
"Be careful." Wei Guoping complained distressedly.
This is the crystallization of Jiang Yulou's wisdom. If it is damaged, can you afford to pay for it?
Xu Xiangdong glanced at the title of the poem, and then flipped through the text.
"This this……"
He originally read it for criticism, but after reading it, he was shocked by this poem.
Too careless!
Unknowingly, he has entered the poem.
Wei Guoping smiled and said, "How about this poem?"
"It tastes a bit." Xu Xiangdong smiled forcefully.
Although the poem was good, he didn't want to praise it.
It's sour, really sour, just like eating a lemon.
Xu Xiangdong prides himself on being extremely talented, but he couldn't write such a love poem.
Not to mention this extraordinary love poem, even if it were a few words worse, he would never be able to write it.
Am I really a clown?
He began to doubt himself.
At this time, Yu Min was also awakened by the chat between the two.
"Second child, third child, you guys are up so early in the morning, what are you talking about there?"
He put on his glasses, sat up from the bed, and turned to look at the two of them.
Wei Guoping greeted: "Old Yu, come down and take a look. Yulou has composed another love poem!"
As a result, Yu Min became another roommate who was shocked by Jiang Yulou's talent.
Although he doesn't know much about poetry, he feels that this poem is well written, simple and easy to understand, and contains a vague Buddhist philosophy.
With the addition of Yu Min, the number of people discussing this poem has become three.
Jiang Yulou couldn't pretend to be asleep now.
Yes, in fact, he woke up long ago.
The reason why he pretended to be asleep was because he wanted to hear everyone's comments on his new poems.
result……
He blew it so hard that he blushed.
He had no choice but to pretend that he had just woken up.
Wei Guoping said excitedly: "Yulu, I'm sorry, we were too loud and woke you up. But Yulou, your new poem is so good!"
Yu Min also praised: "Even a person like me who doesn't understand poetry thinks it's well written."
Xu Xiangdong said reluctantly: "I am so quick in thinking that I have written another modern poem in such a short time. In terms of hand speed, many poets cannot match it."
He did not say that the quality of the poems was good, but that Jiang Yulou was quick in thinking and wrote poems quickly.
Jiang Yulou said cheerfully: "Keep praising me, I can bear it."
These words truly exposed his shameless nature.
However, Wei Guoping didn't take it seriously, turned into Jiang Chui, and continued to praise: "Yulou, sometimes I wonder if you are a lover who descended to earth, otherwise how could you have such a deep understanding of love and love!"
"Hey." Xu Xiangdong touched his arm in disgust.
The concentration was too high and he couldn't stand it.
Yu Min asked innocently: "Can writing poems really make girls like you?"
Xu Xiangdong chuckled and said, "Of course, why do you think Wei Guoping likes to recite poetry in the girls' dormitory?"
"I was practicing recitation, practice, you know?" Wei Guoping said.
Xu Xiangdong: "Haha."
Yu Min was fascinated for a while, Holy Love, it would be great if he had the talent to write poetry.
Thinking that he had written a poem of the same level and was loved by the girls, he couldn't help but smile...YD.
Jiang Yulou said with a guilty conscience: "What kind of love saint descends to earth? Isn't it too exaggerated?"
Wei Guoping said: "I'm not exaggerating, Yulou, you were born to eat this kind of food."
"I know a lot of writers and poets, but none of them are as young as you and have such strong energy and creative talent."
If they had, they would have become famous long ago, and there would be no need to squeeze into a shabby room to create.
It’s not that the talent is inferior to others.
Jiang Yulou said shamelessly and seriously: "My classmates, I have received your compliments. However, I am going to bed now."
He waved his hand and said, "You... just step back."
Wei Guoping smiled and said, "Okay, you can catch up on some sleep, and we won't disturb you."
Xu Xiangdong had a stinky face, "Virtue."
Yu Min looked at the manuscript reluctantly, as if he could learn how to have a girlfriend by reading Jiang Yulou's poems.
Before going to bed, Jiang Yulou asked again: "By the way, this poem hasn't been published yet, so don't spread it to me."
Xu Xiangdong said: "Don't worry, we will definitely keep it secret for you."
Although he wanted to be the number one among the freshmen, he had no dirty intentions.
Others echoed.
Jiang Yulou felt relieved, covered his head with the quilt, and continued to sleep.
Yu Min went back to bed, but what she was thinking about was the scene when she saw Wei Guoping on the first day at school...
