I lost my vegetative state, and I became the richest man in the world

all the time.

Among domestic institutions of higher learning, Peking University ranks first in liberal arts and second in science, while Qinghua ranks first in science and second in liberal arts.

In this era, these two institutions of higher learning have brought together domestic elites, the proud sons of heaven.

It is precisely because of that that these two universities go the most to study abroad, and the return rate is the lowest, and they basically stay in country M.

Of course, the 80s is the freest and most open era now.

Today, Alina and Yingla visited the campus of Peking University, and it was indeed very different.

"Sir, today we happened to meet a Modern Poetry Association holding activities in Yanyuan, and we were fortunate to participate in it."

Modern poetry?
At this time, Peking University produced many talents.

The most famous one is Lianzi from Peking University.

"Modern poetry?"

Yang Ming is actually not interested in modern poetry.

Now suddenly hearing Yingla mention it, Yang Ming did think of someone.

烸 son.

At this time, Yingla took out a piece of paper.

She began to read in front of Yang Ming.

asian copper, asian copper

Grandfather died here, father died here, and I will die here too

You're the only place to bury people
. . .

Yang Ming listened to Yingla reciting with emotion.

"Yingla, do you understand what it means?"

"At first, I didn't understand it very well. Later, I heard a classmate of Peking University say that this is a modern poem published by Yanzi, one of the three most famous talents in Peking University. They understood it after analyzing it there."

The poem was created in October 1984, when Yanzi was only 10 years old, and had just graduated from the Law Department of Peking University and started working for a year.

The motivation for Yanzi to write this poem comes from the hometown information mentioned in the letter from his younger brother Zha Shuming, that is, his hometown "Yueshan Town adjacent to Gaohe Town has discovered copper mines, and the state will exploit the mines, and some farmers will become workers. , assigned to TL city".

"I can imagine that the villagers are immersed in the happiness of mining mines at this moment, but I have an indescribable feeling that I am not happy for the discovery of minerals in my hometown."

In his mind, mining would disfigure the land beyond recognition and disrupt the peace and harmony of the countryside.

And what kind of mentality will the peasants who lost their land have?

With this kind of thinking in mind, Yuzi wrote "Asian Copper".

When Yingla explained, Yang Ming nodded.

He remembered that he had learned this modern poem in high school, and it was also the famous work of Yuzi.

However, in this day and age, when he really might have to face this person, Yang Ming still had some hope in his heart.

"It's just a pity that I didn't get to meet this poet. I heard from my classmates at Peking University that the young man went to Qinghai to find inspiration."

"Then do you want to meet this man?"

"Sir, in fact, I just admire his poems."

Yingla still likes Chinese culture very much.

However, for her, there is really no need to meet this Peking University talent.

Of course, at this time, Yuzi already had a lot of popularity in the country, but the real fame came later.

Yang Ming smiled, and took the song "Asian Bronze" printed on it from Yingla's hand, and then in the blank space on the back, to Alina and Yingla's surprise, Yang Ming took it A signature pen.

Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom
Be a happy man from tomorrow on

Feed horses, chop wood, travel the world
. . .

Stranger, I also bless you
May you have a bright future
May your lover be married

May you be happy in this world

I just want to face the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming
After Yang Ming finished writing, Yingla took it over to read, and she was shocked.

This?
This is actually a modern poem written by Mr. Yang in an instant.

"Sir, is this really what you just thought of?"

"No, a friend gave it to me."

Yingla liked this modern poem very much, it felt much better than the "Asian Copper" just now, and He Chaohuang and Lin Xiuzhi also picked it up to read, and the two women were even more shocked.

He Chaohuang and Lin Xiuzhi are also college students, and their Chinese is better.

How would you describe this song?
Neither He Chaohuang nor Lin Xiuzhi could express.

However, they think this modern poem is really good.

"Sir, this poem?"

"Yingla, don't you want to meet that son? I'll ask someone to give this poem to him, and he will come to see me."

At this time, Lianzi may be in Qinghai, XZ, or NMG, but, after all, it is a communication age, and as Yang Ming, it is not difficult to meet this poet.

The most important thing is that Yang Ming's modern poem, perhaps only Lianzi himself understands what it means.

From Yang Ming's point of view, this was Yang Ming's previous life, which was left by Xunzi during his lifetime. Perhaps this was the state of mind of Xunzi at that time, so he was able to write it.

That night.

Mr. Shen is here.

Yang Ming gave him this piece of paper.

"Mr. Shen, I want to meet this man."

Mr. Shen has heard of Yuzi, but now Yuzi is famous among writers, not as famous in China, even in the Chinese circle, or even overseas as in the future.

"Yuzi? Is it from Peking University?" Mr. Shen asked.

"Yes."

Mr. Shen already understood.

"The latter poem was given to me by a friend, and I gave it to that son-in-law."

Mr. Shen paid more attention to it after hearing it.

. . .

Not long.

No one knows who wrote this modern poem and gave it to Sir Yang, but this poem has already been passed on.

Apart from the fact that this poem is really different, the most important thing is that it has something to do with the chairman of the Imperial Group, and even with the genius of Peking University, Yanzi.

But with Yang Ming's identity and status, Mr. Shen and the old man really attached great importance to seeing this person now.

The old man called someone.

Immediately someone was looking for Yuzi.

Since the beginning of this year, Xunzi got tired of that university job, he started traveling to XZ, Qinghai, NMG and other places, he didn't even go back home.

In this era, although he is already a talented man of Peking University, he is lonely in his heart at this time. Even his friends and relatives don't understand what he is thinking.

Only, he still hopes to wander in the Northwest and express his heart through modern poetry.

at this time.

Zongzi is on a prairie of NMG.

Sitting there alone, looking at the distance, except for the large grassland, blue sky and white clouds, he seems to be connected with the whole earth.

When Yuko was standing up.

Someone was coming towards him on a motorcycle.

Wearing glasses, the long-haired Hunzi was a little strange. The man riding a motorcycle didn't look like an ordinary shepherd, as if he was coming for him.

"Are you Yuzi?" A middle-aged man on the motorcycle shouted.

In the 80s, China was the most free era, and the wind of freedom prevailed, but there were also disadvantages, that is, law and order.

Xunzi wandered around alone. In fact, as a poor poet, he was not worried about being robbed, but what he was worried about was his own safety. (end of this chapter)