After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 375 The furthest distance in the world

Troy, the closest city to New York.

In the morning, the bright sunshine poured down on a country house. As the window opened, an old man with white hair looked at the sunshine and showed a kind smile.

The old man looks about 60 years old. When he smiles, his teeth are as white as snow. His blue eyes are full of luxury. The skin on his face is very smooth. There is no trace of aging. Wrinkles prove that she has also experienced vicissitudes.

But for some reason, even though the old man was bathed in sunshine, he always had a melancholy aura about him.

"Sunshine! You are so beautiful, as bright as the beauty of our youth. Do you know that I once loved someone, to the bone, to the soul"

The old man suddenly sang a poem to the sun, which was written by herself and thought of by her own feelings.

That's right, she is a poet, and she is also a well-known poet in the United States. She is the person Hu Yuekun misses, Serena.

"Drip."

A car slowly stopped at the door of the country house, and with the sound of the horn, a middle-aged woman who looked somewhat similar to Serena came down.

Seeing this woman, the melancholy aura on Serena's body was hidden and transformed into tenderness, this is her daughter.

"Mom, it's time for us to go."

The daughter waved to her mother.

"Come on, come on"

Serena smiled, put on her go-out clothes, and went downstairs.

Today, she and her daughter are going to participate in the poetry festival. Her daughter is also a poet, but her reputation is not as great as that of Serena, and she has a formal job. She usually works in the city and takes care of her family.

Seeing her mother coming down, the daughter hesitated to speak.

This time she specially came to pick up her mother, because since her father passed away, her mother has been depressed, and she was unwilling to move to the city to live with her, so she guarded her hometown alone.

So she thought about taking her mother out to relax. Poetry is a common hobby of both mother and daughter, and it can also make people happy.

However, she got a piece of news yesterday, which made her hesitate to tell her mother until now.

"What's wrong, Lumi?"

Serena saw that her daughter seemed to have something on her mind, and asked aloud.

"Mom, I heard from friends in the association that Mr. Hu is among the Huaxia people who are here."

Daughter Lumi gritted her teeth, and decided to tell her mother the news, and then the mother would decide whether to go or not.

"Mr. Hu? Which Mr. Hu?"

Serena didn't react for a while, but after seeing her daughter's tangled expression, she knew who it was.

Instantly, the emotions buried in her heart surged out, making her body tremble.

The poem she just sang was in memory of him!
God is so efficacious, when I think of him, he really comes.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Lumi hurriedly supported her mother, helping her stabilize her body.

"It's okay, it's okay, Lumi, help me to the bedroom."

Serena shook her head, indicating that she was fine, but she didn't even have the strength to walk back to the bedroom.

"it is good"

Lumei sighed in her heart, sure enough, her mother would not go after hearing the news.

In fact, she is very supportive of her mother and Mr. Hu being able to get together. Foreigners are more open-minded and respect their parents' wishes.

In Lumei's view, as long as her mother is happy, she has no objections, even if her mother goes to China, she agrees.

However, her mother was unwilling, so Lumei had no choice but to give up her plan to go to the poetry festival today.

With the support of her daughter, Serena returned to the bedroom. At this time, she had recovered a little strength, walked to the cabinet, opened the door, and lingered on a silk scarf for a long time.

Following her mother's gaze, Lumei also saw the silk scarf, which was as thin as a cicada's wing and shaped like a cloud. It looked like a craftsmanship from China. Only that country could weave such a beautiful item.

"Mom, why have I never seen you wearing this silk scarf! When did you buy it?"

"I didn't buy it, he gave it to me."

Serena took the silk scarf and stroked the soft silk with her hands. The threads were intertwined with fond memories.

She carefully wrapped the silk scarf around Bo's neck, took a mirror to look at it carefully, and then spoke.

"Come on, Lumi, let's go to New York and see him."

"what"

Lu Mei was taken aback by this sudden change, and after she realized her mother had already gone downstairs, she hurriedly followed.

It seems that I misunderstood what my mother meant. So, there is still a turning point in the matter between mother and Mr. Hu?
With such thoughts in mind, Rumi started the car.

Along the way, the mother and daughter had their own concerns, and no one took the initiative to speak. Only the silk scarf around Serena's neck danced like a dancer, like a youthful dance. The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes also fluctuated, like A twists and turns of the past.
Although Troy is close to New York, it takes about two hours to drive. At this time, the poetry festival has already started.

Chen Tianhong and his team have already arrived at the scene, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the event site, and communicating (chatting) with poets from various countries.

The venue of the Poetry Festival is not at the American Poetry Association, but a scenic spot with beautiful scenery. Everyone’s activities are also very free. There is no stipulated time to be there. From [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, this time period is fine Come on, for example, President Besley of the United States plans to arrive at the scene at noon.

As for exchanging poetry, in addition to communicating with each other in private, if you want to show your own poetry, you can also talk on stage. There is a specially built stage, sound, and microphones.

During this period, many poets went up to show off, including Frazie, Derrick, Ren Changsong, and even Xiao Liu. Their poems may not be as good as "The Road Not Taken", but they have been carefully prepared for a long time. It's not for nothing to come to power.

After the show, they began to urge Chen Tianhong to go up, wanting him to talk about another poem they had prepared.

Chen Tianhong said, don't worry, he will go up later, the time has not come yet, everyone thought he was waiting for Besley to be there, after all, the relationship between these two is unusual, so he didn't insist on it.

In fact, Chen Tianhong was waiting for Serena to come over, and that poem was specially prepared for them. As for Besley, "The Road Not Taken" is enough.

Hu Yuekun was also waiting, and the one who waited was even a little anxious. He kept thinking in his mind, wouldn't she stop coming, is it because of me?
"Mr. Hu, I just asked Mr. Frazie, and he told me that Ms. Serena will definitely come."

Chen Tianhong saw that Hu Yuekun had been pacing back and forth, so he asked Frazi again in private, and after getting the confirmed news, he came over and told him to make him feel at ease.

"Thank you Tianhong. If you like her poems, I can tell you first."

Hu Yuekun was a little embarrassed to be seen by a junior, but he still had to say thank you.

"Okay, Mr. Hu, let's talk about "Starry Sky"?"

Chen Tianhong really liked this poem.

""Starry Sky"! Hehe, this poem."

"Huh, old man? Old man Hu?"

Just when he was about to listen to the interpretation carefully, Hu Yuekun suddenly stopped talking and looked straight ahead.

The originally cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and even the bowed waist straightened up, and there was no trace of aging on the body, as if he had regained his youthful state in an instant.

Chen Tianhong looked in the direction he was looking, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a silk scarf fluttering in the wind. The owner of the silk scarf was a kind-faced old lady with an elegant temperament, especially a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

But the style and style of the silk scarf, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that it was worn by a young girl. To be honest, the old man has such a slight disharmony.

Ruo He was so harmonious and beautiful in Hu Yuekun's eyes, it reminded him of walking on campus together when he was young.

"Hu"

Chen Tianhong already had a guess in his mind. He was about to ask, but was pulled by Ren Changsong who was standing aside.

"Tianhong, she is Serena, let's not talk for now."

Ren Changsong said in a low voice.

"Sure enough. Chairman Ren, no wonder Mr. Hu hasn't let go of it for so many years. Ms. Serena must have been beautiful when she was young."

"That's right, she used to have the title of "Poetry Flower" in the American Poetry Association. Even now, there are not many female poets who can catch up with her in terms of temperament! That is, why does she wear a colorful silk scarf! "

While talking, Ren Changsong also saw the silk scarf and muttered something.

"Hehe, President Ren, don't worry about decorations. I think it looks pretty. Lord Mo Xiao with white hair and flowers, is a beauty who has never been defeated by time!"

"Huh? Well said, well said! Tianhong, is this your new poem? What are the last two lines?"

Ren Changsong's eyes lit up when he heard Chen Tianhong's two lines of poems.

Yes, even if a woman is old and her hair is gray, but she wears flowers (silk scarves) because of the love of beauty, we don’t need to laugh lightly, because although the years will take away the once beautiful face, the beauty’s Temperament is eternal.
"Nonsense, nonsense, just these two sentences. Chairman Ren, look quickly, Mr. Hu has passed."

Chen Tianhong made an excuse and skipped the topic. These two sentences are not a poem, they were cut out from two poems by netizens in his previous life.

"You boy."

Ren Changsong cursed with a smile.

This is Hongwen!He can always surprise people inadvertently. When you want to continue to inquire, he said no more.

However, Ren Changsong didn't ask any further questions, because Hu Yuekun really walked towards Serena, so naturally he wouldn't miss such a rare scene.

Not only him, but other poets around who knew some inside information also stared wide-eyed, waiting for this meeting that was decades late.

It's a pity that the result is doomed to disappoint everyone. There is no episode of the TV series as imagined. The two did not hug each other and cry bitterly, nor did they say a thousand words. They just looked at each other for a long time, trying to find love from their old faces. Once upon a time.

In the end, all the care and longing were piled up into a choking sentence.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, what about you?"

"I'm fine too"

Then they continued to look at each other silently, using each other's eyes to meet the love words of decades.

It's just that the people around are very embarrassed, especially Lumi who is standing next to her mother.

"Mom, this is the Uncle Hu you often talk about, right? Hello Uncle Hu, I'm Lumei."

Lu Mei greeted her in broken Chinese, and continued to use Huaxia's address, calling her uncle.

"When will I?"

Serena just wanted to say something to her daughter, but she swallowed the words again.

"Hello, I haven't seen you for so many years, you have grown up and married! I remember when I saw you, you were still lying on the baby chair."

Hu Yuekun said with emotion when he saw the wedding ring on Lumei's finger.

"Are you still alone after all these years?"

Serena asked cautiously.

"Um"

This "hmm" almost made Serena lose control of her emotions, tears began to roll in her eyes, it was all because of herself that she delayed him!
"Hehe, I'm fine by myself. By the way, Linna, let me introduce you to a young man who likes your book "Starry Sky" very much."

Hu Yuekun smiled freely. He didn't want to mention this matter, so he turned around and waved to Chen Tianhong, beckoning him to come over.

Not far away, Chen Tianhong, who was regretting that he didn't see the meeting scene he wanted, rushed over with a quick trot. He took the initiative to speak without waiting for Hu Yuekun's introduction.

"Ms. Serena, hello, my name is Chen Tianhong, you can call me Tianhong, or my pseudonym, Hongwen."

Chen Tianhong didn't address "Grandma" according to the Chinese etiquette, but chose the common appellation in the United States, "Ms."

When they first heard the word "Chen Tianhong", Serena and Lumi still kept smiling.

But after hearing "Hongwen", Lumei directly covered her mouth, looked Chen Tianhong up and down with her beautiful blue eyes, and asked a question that was very irrelevant to the poetry festival.

"Hongwen, when will the second part of "The Ninth District" be filmed! Our whole family is waiting for it."

"Lumi."

Serena said something to her daughter, and then said to Chen Tianhong with a kind face.

"So you are that young man! Hello, hello, you are very famous in America recently!"

"Miss Lumi, the script is still being planned. Ms. Serena, I am just an ordinary writer, a little poet."

As usual, Chen Tianhong said a few words of modesty.

His words made Ren Changsong and Frazi roll their eyes at the same time.

Young people, excessive modesty is pride.

"Hongwen, you can't call yourself a little poet now. With that song "The Road Not Taken", who would think you are a little poet."

Frazie corrected that he mentioned this poem to everyone now, and it has almost become a mantra. There is no way, it suits his taste too much.

"The road not taken?"

Serena raised her eyebrows, she hadn't heard of it yet.

"That's right, Celestica yesterday"

Hu Yuekun explained patiently.

During the explanation, Frazi and Ren Changsong began to ask Chen Tianhong about the second poem again, which made him ask a little too much.

"It's about love."

Chen Tianhong raised his hands in surrender, revealing the type of the second poem.

"love?"

Hearing this, everyone looked surprised.

They thought the second poem was about life again, or about friends, but no one thought it was about love.

Serena and Hu Yuekun also stopped talking.

Love, what a beautiful word!

"I'm on stage!"

Chen Tianhong decided to just show his cards and forget about it, saving them from asking around, anyway Serena also came.

"Mr. Hongwen, you are going in the wrong direction. The stage is here. What, what is the name of the poem?"

""The longest distance in the world""

(End of this chapter)