Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 202 Lin Huiyin’s handwritten book Bao Guowei
"Okay! In my opinion, this poem will definitely shock the entire literary world after it is published in "Poetry Magazine"!"

After Jiang Baili heard the end of this poem, he immediately stood up and clapped his hands and said.

He commented with a rosy face: "Imagine that Bingwen has such excellent works at such a young age, it will definitely make the eyes of the old guys in the literary world pop out, right?"

But he stopped just in the middle of his words.

Because Jiang Baili suddenly realized that what shocked the literary elders was that this guy Bao Guowei was operating as usual?

For him, it seems to be a common occurrence.

Thinking about it this way, you don't seem to be so excited anymore?

But how could the poets and literati present suppress their excitement.

They were shocked at first, then excited. The blood seemed to surge from the soles of their feet to their heads, and their faces flushed.

Especially Dai Wangshu, he almost jumped up, and the pen in his hand trembled a little on the paper, so that the recording was crooked.

"The words 'love', 'warmth', and 'hope' in the poem are not only a description of the emotion of the poem, but also an affirmation of future life, conveying positive emotions to everyone."

"This is a problem we have never been able to solve, and this last stanza of Bingwen really pushes the theme and emotion of the poem to the extreme."

Two years ago, she had just held "China's First Female Western Painter Exhibition" in Shanghai, and she had an extraordinary status in the domestic art world at that time.

Dai Wangshu continued to analyze emotionally by himself. At first, everyone listened to a few words and cheered, but they didn't notice that this guy couldn't stop talking.

He smiled and nodded at Lin Huiyin, who was standing next to him in a dazed state.

"Okay! That's right. This is exactly what I want to say. Bingwen has such an awareness at a young age. We are really not as good as you!"

Later, with the help of noble people, I embarked on the road of art step by step.

Seeing that his friend was suddenly stuck at this moment, Pan Yuliang immediately added something for her.

"besides."

Pan Yuliang is Su Xuelin's good friend.

Some people are also thinking silently in their hearts, if this poem is written to themselves, then I am afraid that they will not be able to resist at all, right?
Bao Guowei, who has experienced many such scenes, has gradually become accustomed to the pursuit of others.

Su Xuelin lowered her head and thought carefully. She was 33 years old at the time and was still teaching at Hujiang University. She planned to teach at Huizhou University in a while.

After listening to Pan Yuliang's words, Su Xuelin clapped her hands and said.

She is an extremely individual person, and her delicate prose has been highly praised by the literary world.

If it were in a fantasy novel, he would have to be a fighting king, right?

"You are love, warmth, and hope." Su Xuelin pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and commented seriously.

"'Every tree is blooming,' 'Swallows are whispering in the beams'. This is so full of vitality in spring, so full of hopeful vitality, giving people poetic and beautiful enjoyment!"

People who have experienced ups and downs always have a different temperament.

The only thing is that she didn't get along well with Brother Xun. She had strongly criticized Brother Xun before and after he was alive.

This is a super fan who was bewitched by Bao Guowei!

"This sentence not only expresses deep affection for the one you love, but also presents your yearning for a better vision of life."

"I like this sentence. It is simple and unpretentious, without any gorgeous expressions or words, but it directly and clearly presents the poet's emotions."

"The love of life and the bright expectations for the future, it seems that little brother Bingwen has a completely different enthusiasm for our country!"

Furthermore, she didn't actually have a good impression of Bao Guowei at first. Until now, she has completely put those grudges behind him.

She turned her attention to Pan Yuliang, who was standing next to him and was equally excited.

Su Xuelin said a few words. She often writes prose on weekdays, so naturally there is no shortage of words to describe the throbbing in her heart.

He emotionally analyzed and said: "The difficulty with this last stanza is that it serves as the climax and summary of the whole poem. The previous stanzas have already pushed the image to the extreme, so if you want to bring a stronger visual and auditory image, it is difficult. Make it harder.”

After all, after continuous training and diligent practice over the past few months, he has become quite accomplished in the skill of "appearing holy in front of others".

He was thinking this in his heart, but Bao Guowei said this.

But when I got here, I was stuck again. Suddenly I didn't know what words to use to describe this last feeling.

She refused to accept guests, ran away more than ten times in succession, hanged herself and disfigured herself, and then she became a singer who only sold her skills but not her body.

"At first, I thought it was just love and love that was inferior. But Bingwen mentioned that it was also written to the mother of the motherland. That's a big difference."

Everyone praised Bao Guowei so much, especially the women in the audience, that they had no resistance at all to this delicate and emotional poem.

Today, Pan Yuliang wears a women's beret, has fashionable curly hair, and has thin and curved eyebrows that have obviously been carefully taken care of.

This is a female artist with a rough life.

She spoke very reservedly, not at all like a woman who had walked out of a brothel.

Then he ignored his voice.

Liang Sicheng reacted quickly and immediately protected his little wife, fearing that Bao Guowei would take her away from him.

"Don't flatter me anymore. Guowei didn't do anything, he just expressed his feelings. In fact, this is also the inspiration I have received since the development of new-school poetry. Of course, I cannot forget it. Miss Lin Huiyin's My inspiration.”

When she was young, she was sold to a brothel by her uncle who was addicted to gambling to pay off his debts.

But such an outstanding woman was once a brothel girl.

Everyone was enjoying themselves, but one person's expression was wrong.

"It actually works."

Bing Xin's expression was one of astonishment. According to the long-held concept in her head, Bao Guowei was abnormal.

Who can publish three masterpieces in succession?
Although the song "One Generation" only has two sentences, can ordinary people write these two sentences?
Which Chinese writer today is not imitating famous foreign literary giants?

There are only a handful of writers who can have their own style and remain highly productive.

This is also the reason why Bing Xin dared to make a ridiculous bet by copying it two thousand times just now. It's really because the probability of this is too small.

In the past, the word monster was constantly mentioned to Bao Guowei, and Bing Xin naturally disapproved of it.

Everyone is the same. Judging from his resume, Bao Guowei has never even seen the wonderful world abroad.

Why can he be called a monster?

But Bing Xin really felt it today.

She lowered her head and pursed her lips without saying a word.

When Xu Zhimo saw her like this, he immediately comforted and said, "Miss Xie, don't blame yourself too much. It's common to make mistakes. We all make friends through literature. From now on, we don't need to be too harsh."

He is the organizer of today's cultural conference, so he naturally does not want this cultural conference to end in an unhappy state.

Bing Xin has always been at odds with many people. Xu Zhimo knows this. In fact, people around her have some understanding of her character.

But at this time, Dai Wangshu stood up for Bao Guowei. He stopped his previous thoughts and said loudly.

"Literati pay the most attention to character. Since they use words to teach and educate people and impart ideas, they should abide by a noble moral integrity."

He glared at Bing Xin and said, "How can you not keep your word?"

"This" Xu Zhimo's head is full of black lines. Why are you, a stupid young man, here to join in the fun?
Didn't you see that I was about to reveal this matter?

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Bing Xin is actually a sensitive and fragile person at heart, that's why she has so many injustices in her heart.

She bit her lip fiercely, as if she was struggling, but also seemed to be waiting for others to smooth things over.

Bao Guowei shook his head helplessly. These "ancients" of the Republic of China were no different from the literati of later generations.

He just said it casually.

"Don't pay too much attention to it. I don't take it to heart. Miss Xie, don't blame yourself."

What Bao Guowei said was normal, but Bing Xin felt extremely uncomfortable hearing it. Her face turned red from holding it in, and it took her a long time to hold back a sentence.

"No need, I'm willing to admit defeat, I will definitely write these two thousand times!!"

The venue immediately fell into silence, and everyone felt uncomfortable.

At this time, Xu Zhimo spoke again. He planned to change the topic immediately, but he also wanted to find something that everyone was more interested in.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of a reason.

After looking at Su Xuelin, who was still full of excitement at this time, Xu Zhimo immediately took it into consideration.

He clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Let's have a good chat about the dispute between Su Xuelin and Mr. Zhou Shuren!"

Su Xuelin, who was still full of joy at first, immediately fell down after hearing these words.

Did this Xu Zhimo come here to cause trouble?

Many years later, Lin Huiyin, who was getting older and had a setback in his career, was lying in a hospital bed, unwilling to take medication.

But while she was sleeping on the bed, she would often think of the time many years ago in the courtyard of Xu Zhimo's home, chatting with a group of literati who were in their prime at that time.

Especially Bao Guowei, with his sunny, angular and hopeful face, she could not forget it for a long time.

So she wrote a memoir.

"First line: April of that year"

"Speaking of Mr. Bao Bingwen, he is really an extraordinary person. Different from the familiar appearance we know now, he has achieved a series of extraordinary achievements."

"I was fortunate enough to see Mr. Bao Bingwen when he was seventeen years old. At that time, he was high-spirited, just like his behavior over the years. He was fearless, indomitable, and full of momentum, but he still had a feeling for him in his heart. The indelible enthusiasm of the country and the nation, this is what I admire most.”

"The garden in April is full of spring poems, spreading gently under the sun. Everything is so harmonious and peaceful. Sometimes when I dream, I hope that time can freeze at that moment, especially when I hear that song Time for poetry.”

Immediately afterwards, Lin Huiyin introduced in detail the reactions between various characters in the garden, from Bao Guowei's appearance to a series of misunderstandings and conversations, as well as Bing Xin's anger and embarrassment.

"I didn't understand why Xu Zhimo said that at the time. Maybe he thought it could relieve the embarrassment. She (Bing Xin) is that kind of person who sometimes always causes trouble during conversations."

"Su Xiaomei (Su Xuelin) had already shown her dislike for Mr. Zhou Shuren at that time. She would often say some inappropriate things about Mr. Zhou at parties or even secretly. This is why Xu Zhimo mentioned this matter."

"At that time, Su Xiaomei strongly denied it and told everyone that Mr. Zhou Shuren was her teacher. A few years ago, she gave Mr. Zhou Shuren a copy of her latest collection of essays, "Green Sky."

"Everyone was doubtful at that time, but Mr. Bingwen warned the other party that there is only one truth, but there are thousands of lies."

"This sentence still remains in my notebook."

"Everyone who knows what happened next should know what happened next. After Mr. Zhou passed away, Su Xiaomei began to criticize him."

"Su Xiaomei once evaluated Mr. Zhou's works - they can compete with world famous works."

"Later, after Mr. Zhou passed away, Su Xiaomei said that Mr. Zhou was - narrow-minded, insidious, suspicious and jealous."

"Afterwards, even Hu Shizhi, who had always had issues with Mr. Zhou, couldn't stand it anymore. He felt that he was unfair and lacked grace, so he tactfully criticized and persuaded him."

"The facts are obvious. Amelia Su chose to ignore them all."

"I will not comment on this incident. I just feel that Mr. Zhou is an extremely rigid person, but he has a warm heart. The Chinese literary world cannot live without Mr. Zhou, and Mr. Bingwen's growth cannot be separated from his efforts. Help.”

"In my opinion, Mr. Bingwen is Mr. Zhou's gift to everyone after his death, because he is really too surprising, especially his later dramas."

"Later, it got late. Dai Wangshu was a strange man. He always asked Mr. Bingwen for some advice on how to deal with women. Does a man like Mr. Bingwen still need to use methods to deal with women? In my opinion, he really cares about women. It’s a first-class important thing.”

"Finally, when we left, we always heard the men talking about Paramount. Regarding the series of things that happened later, I think it was these older men who led Mr. Bingwen into trouble."

"After all, he is the one who wrote such beautiful poems as "You Are April in the World," so how could he be a man with a dirty heart?"

"April 1955, 4, handwritten by Lin Huiyin."

(End of this chapter)