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Chapter 1690 Just go and learn it!
"The pit is a thousand feet deep, no toilet paper is needed for shitting, flies are buzzing around, and they are working hard to find food..."

At night, Little Potato deliberately read aloud the poem "Thoughts on Seeing Flies Flying in the Toilet" from "Ode to Crane Hometown", disgusting his older sisters and younger sister, so he was pinned to the head of the kang and beaten up by the three girls!
"Son, if you dare to recite poetry again, get out of here and go to bed!"

Qian Huijun was so disgusted that she slapped her chest and said, "Brother, you know, only a dark-minded person can write such a disgusting poem!"

"What nonsense! Aren't they praising flies for purifying human excrement and contributing to green mountains and clear waters..."

"Well, little bottle, you still dare to disgust us..."

So Sun Jianping was beaten again.

"I heard that you are going to publish a collection of modern poems and I am collecting materials now!" Sun Jianping rubbed his shoulders and laughed.

"Modern poetry?"

"Yes, this book is full of ancient poems, which fully demonstrates the local conditions and long history of Hecheng. Another book of modern poems will show the positive outlook of the people of Hecheng after the reform and opening up."

"You speak better than you sing, so stop bringing up shit and piss!"

"It's hard to say. You're just a fly that flew out of a dung pit. Do you think you can chant a high-brow poem?"

Both the couple felt a headache and hoped that the leader would stop using his magical powers and not publish any more poetry collections!

I use my monthly salary to do nothing else but buy your "poems"!

As the saying goes, "chickens don't pee, each has his own way." Lao Cai has been in official circles for many years and has long known how to "mix in circles." Thanks to this collection of poems, he was immediately accepted as a member of the Hecheng and even Harbin Writers Association. He took the opportunity to make friends with some famous or unknown writers from Heilongjiang Province and even the whole country, and invited them to Hecheng for a one-stop service of food, drink and entertainment. Within a few days, he became friends with these people and called them brothers!

Of course, there are also several young, beautiful and gorgeous female writers who have an in-depth "exchange" with Lao Cai on literature, from body to soul, all-round communication!

that……

necessary!
Communication must be thorough and honest...

Waiting for good news, profound and profound, using stillness to control movement...

Just go and learn it!
Lao Cai has now completely integrated into the "literature" circle. He was also surprised to find that the level of these people seems to be almost the same as his own!
Even those famous people who look glamorous and good-looking, and can scare people to their knees just by mentioning their names, are only really good at the level of a skilled knife fighter!

You see, if you want to become famous, it doesn’t depend on how much real ability you have, but on whether you can brag!

"Let me introduce this to you. This is the most dynamic small county in Hecheng - Nahe. Speaking of Nahe, there are three highlights and four key points... First of all, the economy is outstanding..."

Look, Lao Cai has led a group of writers to Nahe to "collect folk songs" again.

When Sun Jianping heard that this group of guys were coming, his head suddenly started buzzing as if it had been hit by a hammer!
"Why is he here again!"

"Leader, you can't run away. Run faster on horseback!"

At this critical moment, Bai Guiyun stepped forward and fully demonstrated an uncle's love and responsibility for the younger generation!

"Uncle, everything in the county depends on you. I'm going to withdraw first..."

Sun Jianping, with a sad face, led out the Oolong horse. Just as he reached the gate of the county compound, he saw two Toyota vans stopped. Sun Jianping made a quick decision, jumped on the horse, squeezed his legs into the stirrups, and shook the reins!
"drive!"

The handsome Pegasus raised its hooves and galloped away, running away as if its butt was on fire!

"Jianping... why are you running away!" Old Cai jumped off the jeep and shouted twice. Hearing his voice, the man and the horse ran even faster! "See, the one who just rode over is the head of our Nahe River, an educated youth who went to the countryside, a master of hydraulic engineering from Yanda University, Comrade Sun Jianping. This young man is very capable, and his legendary experience is enough to write a book..."

Old Cai also proudly introduced this legendary figure to all the "literary men".

"Leader, everyone please come in and take a seat! Hongbin, go to Juxianlou and book a table and pay for the reception... Go now!"

When Bai Guiyun saw this group of weird-looking creatures, he gasped!
It seems that these are all famous writers in Heilongjiang Province and even the whole country!

Can't be slow!

It is said that writers have pens as sharp as knives. If we fail to entertain us well and then write sarcastic articles about us in the newspapers, who can stand it?

Coming to the small Nahe again, Lao Cai was deeply touched. The last time he came here was half a month ago. At that time, I was still an unknown newcomer in the literary world. Now, I am already a writer. After communicating with these big and small writers across the country, I feel that my level has improved by leaps and bounds. Now I have glimpsed the threshold of the word literature and am about to enter the hall and become a famous writer famous in Hecheng, the whole province, and the whole country!

Speaking of the small place Nahe, it was managed very well by Sun Jianping. Large areas of lime trees were planted on the roadside. At this time, snow-white flowers were in full bloom in clusters, filling the streets. Even the air was filled with intoxicating floral fragrance!
The bees are buzzing busily collecting honey, and from time to time a group of swallows fly across the sky, making clear and melodious calls!

really not bad!
It’s a small county town with few cars and people. Even the air is filled with the faint scent of linden flowers, which makes people feel relaxed and happy!
As the season approaches August, some hardworking pickers have already brought the mountain products down the mountain and come to the mountain product trading market on the Nahe side to start selling them!

One after another, shouts could be heard from afar, adding a lively atmosphere to this quiet little county town. Old Cai suddenly had an idea: should he move here to live after he retires?

How peaceful and tranquil, how...

I really want to write a poem!
"Ah! Beautiful Nahe River, a small city with a big sky, and the flocks of birds flying by are also singing happily. This is our home and the hope of our lives. Ah, beautiful Nahe River, with flowing springs and fragrant linden trees. Apart from being beautiful, I can't describe it with any other words!"

A poem came out of nowhere!

Secretary Zang followed behind him, hurriedly took out a plastic cover notebook, and wrote down everything meticulously.

"Inspiration bursts out all of a sudden. Do you feel like those words keep jumping out of your head and you can't stop them?"

A well-known writer, whose name is March Snow, grasped Lao Cai's hand, his face flushed with excitement, "What do we writers rely on to create? We rely on inspiration!"

"inspiration?"

"That's right. Just now you were moved by the scene and your inspiration burst out. You couldn't help but express it. Now that you recite it, do you feel that your whole heart is open?"

"Yes, yes, that's right, that's exactly the feeling!" Old Cai suddenly realized. He always heard these people talking about inspiration, inspiration, and after all this fuss, this is the inspiration!
Touching the depths of the soul?
well!

understood!

Sun Jianping ran home without caring about the leaders coming to collect folk songs. He picked up a sickle and went to the grape field in the back mountain to cut a bundle of fresh green grass to feed the Oolong horse. He patted his chest and said, "Wow!"
I was scared to death!
"It's good for you to be teachers. You only have holidays all year round!" He pushed the door open and saw his wife taking a nap on the kang. The civet cat was lying obediently in her arms. When it saw Sun Jianping come into the room, it shook its ears and meowed.

"Hey, why don't you go to work and earn money to support the family? Why do you skip work and come back?" Qian Huijun sat up, rubbed her eyes, and asked her husband.

"Don't mention it. Old Cai led a group of people to the county town to collect folk songs. I ran away on horseback when I saw that something was wrong!"

"here we go again?"

Qian Huijun was startled and quickly reached into her pocket. "I was thinking of using this month's salary to buy a few pairs of plastic sandals for the children. Oh, now I have to buy another collection of poems!"

(End of this chapter)