When it was three o'clock, when he was sure that no one else would come, Feng Ming stood up, walked to the classroom podium, and said, "I'll start by throwing some light on things."
Seeing Feng Ming volunteering to take the stage, several others, including Yu Dong, felt bad.
This guy is definitely going to read that poem again!
Sure enough, Feng Ming did not disappoint everyone. He puffed up his chest, made a high-spirited gesture, and said loudly:
I don't think about it,
whether it can be successful,
Since I have chosen the distant place,
Just worry about the wind and rain.
I don't think about it,
whether to win love,
Since I love roses,
Just speak your sincerity bravely...
This is a song from Wang Guozhen's "Love Life", which was published in 1988, three years ago.
Among today's literary youth, not only poets like Gu Cheng and Haizi are popular, but also poets like Wang Guozhen are popular.
Wang Guozhen's poems are always positive and full of enthusiasm. As soon as you read them, you can feel a vigorous energy from the inside out.
Unlike Gu Cheng and Haizi, in Wang Guozhen's poems we can always see the image of a warrior who overcomes thorns and obstacles on the road of life and moves forward indomitably.
Some people say that Wang Guozhen's poems have no profound meaning and explore too little of the inner world, like a bowl of chicken soup. But I have to say that even if Wang Guozhen's poems are chicken soup, they are still a bowl of chicken soup carefully prepared by a five-star chef.
It’s endlessly memorable.
only……
No matter how memorable the poem is, Feng Ming cannot stop reading it every time.
Feng Ming is a loyal fan of Wang Guozhen, and he often tells people that he already liked Wang Guozhen's poems when he was not very famous. He is the kind of poetry friend with very senior qualifications.
As a physical education teacher, he likes to let his classmates read "Love Life" with him before the physical education class officially begins.
The students thought it was quite interesting at first. After all, it is not uncommon to read poems in physical education classes. But as time went by, the students all started to wonder: Does Teacher Feng know this poem?
But no matter what, Feng Ming made a great contribution to the spread of Wang Guozhen's poetry. After all, there were very few physical education teachers in the school, but every student had to take physical education classes.
Now at least a quarter of the students in the school have read this poem aloud. If someone went to Jinling Art Institute to do a survey to see which poem was recited the most in the school, "Love Life" would definitely top the list.
On the podium, Feng Ming hugged the people below and then walked off the stage.
Wu Aiyuan joked: "This world is so strange. It is a poem that I have never read before, but now I can recite it in full."
Several other people nodded in sympathy, and Zhu Yu said: "Teacher Feng is going to be a political counselor, he must be very good."
Feng Ming laughed: "Thank you for the compliment."
Seeing him like this, Wu Aiyuan whispered: "No shame or shame."
Yu Dong was sitting next to Wu Aiyuan and could hear what she said. This inevitably reminded him of the story of Wu Aiyuan and Feng Ming. The two people had always been interested in each other, but Feng Ming's family conditions were average, he was not a local, and he was just a
Physical education teacher, so Wu Aiyuan’s parents were not very satisfied.
Wu Aiyuan did not resist her parents' wishes, and finally married a senior executive of a state-owned enterprise through her family introduction. This executive was not very kind to Wu Aiyuan, not only engaging in promiscuity outside, but also often beating Wu Aiyuan.
Twenty years later, when they were almost fifty years old, a business executive died in a car accident. Feng Ming and Wu Aiyuan got back together. At that time, Feng Ming had never been married.
When Yu Dong was told about this incident in the hospital bed, he couldn't help but feel sad. Although the lovers finally got married, the twists and turns in the process made people almost lose hope.
Thinking of this, Yu Dong stood up on his own initiative and faced Feng Ming who stepped down from the stage.
The aisle was narrow, and it was a bit difficult to pass two people at once, so Feng Ming had to turn sideways. Just as the two of them passed each other, Yu Dong seemed to have tripped over something and suddenly bumped into Feng Ming.
Although Feng Ming was tall, Yu Dong was not small either. Moreover, Feng Ming couldn't keep his balance intentionally and fell directly towards Wu Aiyuan.
Feng Ming reacted quickly, holding the table with both hands and not hitting Wu Aiyuan in the end, but even so, they were close enough.
Wu Aiyuan shrank down, their faces were only twenty or thirty centimeters apart, and they could even feel each other's breathing.
Feng Ming felt his heart pounding and didn't know what to do next. Wu Aiyuan pushed him and he stood up.
Yu Dong apologized repeatedly from behind: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. I tripped suddenly."
Feng Ming waved his hands blankly: "It's okay, it's okay."
Yu Dong smiled and patted Feng Ming on the shoulder and said, "Teacher Feng, why don't you sit here with me, and I will go up and read a poem to everyone."
Feng Ming didn't know why, but he sat down after being patted so lightly by Yu Dong, as if Yu Dong's hand had infinite power.
The others didn't notice Feng Ming's strangeness, but they all became interested when they heard that Yu Dong wanted to read poetry.
Liu Meiqin put her hand on her chin, looked at Yu Dong and asked, "Teacher Yu, whose poem are you going to read?"
Yu Dong shook his head and did not answer. Then he slowly walked onto the stage and wrote a word with chalk on the blackboard - tree.
He lowered his head and pondered his emotions for a while, then spoke:
"I walked through the garden of my past life
See the trees on the roadside
they talk to me
stranger
Hello
I looked up at their branches
them
Some are prosperous and tough
Some are cold, thin and simple
I waved my hand
friends
haven't seen you for a long time"
It was a very short poem. After Yu Dong finished reading the poem, he silently left the stage. His original seat was given to Feng Ming, and he went to sit next to Liu Changmin.
Everyone else is carefully recalling this poem and recalling in their minds who wrote this poem.
After a while, Liu Meiqin asked again: "Whose poem is this?"
Before Yi Yidong could answer, Zhu Yu said, "I feel like it belongs to Xi Murong."
Lin Hui had a different opinion: "I think it looks like Shu Ting's, the style is very similar."
Liu Changmin shook his head, "I don't even think it looks like it. It's too simple."
He cast his gaze on Yu Dong, his eyes filled with questions, waiting for Yu Dong to give his answer.
Yu Dong shrugged: "This is my own poem."
Several people were a little surprised, but they all showed restraint. Feng Ming thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, Teacher Yu, but I have a little doubt. In your poem, it is written that you walked to the garden in your previous life, and the trees in the garden were...
Chapter completed!