The poetry reading meeting went more smoothly than Yu Dong imagined, and he also successfully became a spectator.
Originally, he was going to read "In Front of the Door" to everyone, but seeing the enthusiasm of everyone participating in the poetry reading, he simply gave up the opportunity to those who wanted to share the poem more.
 The reason why I chose "In Front of the Gate" is because it is one of Yu Dong's favorite poems among all Gu Cheng's poems.
 In fact, he originally wanted to choose "A Generation" because it was short enough. But after thinking about it later, he realized that the poem was a bit too short, with only two sentences in total, and he himself was very embarrassed.
At the poetry reading party, everyone was reading other people’s poems, and only Feng Ming’s poem was original.
When Feng Ming was reading the poem, Yu Dong specially observed Wu Aiyuan's expression and found that as soon as she heard the three words "I love you", her head dropped to the table, and her face turned red, extending to the back of her ears.
 She must know that Feng Ming gave this poem to her.
And it’s not just Wu Aiyuan who is aware of it. Liu Changmin and Zhu Yu are very familiar with them, so they naturally understand it.
 Everyone observed the two of them with the same mentality of watching a good show.
After Feng Ming finished reading a poem, Yu Dong applauded most enthusiastically.
 “Good poetry, good poetry!”
Yu Dong was about to clap his hands red. His purpose was very simple, he just wanted Feng Ming's poetry to become popular in school, so that he wouldn't have to bear the pain of being praised.
Next time everyone comes to the poetry reading party, the focus will be on Feng Ming.
　　Feng Ming was very moved when he saw Yu Dong applauding vigorously. Yu Dong, a brother, really supported him and deserved to be treated. There was still a lot of tea left in the house, so he would give him a few more taels later.
Yu Dong’s support did not have any effect. Although everyone also applauded, it could be seen that they did not admire the poem.
In fact, this poem originally written by Feng Ming is pretty good, but it loses more than half of its conception.
The whole poem is about love, and it is the kind of love that is so sweet that it becomes cloying. How can this be done?
 Poetry should explore, express, and question the true meaning of life.
Even Shu Ting's love poems express a more pursuit of love, which is steadfast, mutually accomplished, and implicitly passionate. At least it has to be implicit. In "To the Oak", the words "I love you" are added in between.
What if.
Nowadays, many people read poetry, and they prefer poems like "Tree" that sound a little unclear at first glance. This is not called mystifying, but it is called long-lasting aftertaste.
Yu Dong saw that everyone’s response to Feng Ming’s poems was not enthusiastic, and he hoped that there would be good original works in the future, but until the end, no more original works were produced.
 Because there were so many people participating, the poetry reading lasted until six o'clock in the evening.
　　It was already starting to get dark, so everyone made their speeches and broke up into pieces to eat.
Yu Dong and other senior members stayed at the end - only Wu Aiyuan went back first, probably because she was embarrassed by Feng Ming's love poem.
This poetry reading made He Yu more excited. After everyone left, he was still flushed, "The atmosphere is very good today. I didn't expect that our Jinyi could organize a poetry reading with so many people."
Feng Ming also performed very well and even wrote original works. We will work harder when we go back and strive to have original works in every poetry reading meeting in the future."
Feng Ming was a little embarrassed by what he said, "I just wrote it casually for fun."
"Hey, there's no need to be modest." He Yu laughed and suggested: "Tell me, do you want to give our poetry reading club a name? We used to be less casual, but now there are more people, so we can't be famous.
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Others were quite interested in He Yu's proposal. Liu Meiqin tilted her head and thought for a while, then her eyes lit up and said, "What if we read poems in the name of trees? We are all teachers. A tree will last a hundred years."
Tree Man, this name fits our identity. The big tree has many branches, which means that when we read poetry, our branches will spread, and more people can participate. Finally, the name of the tree is homophonic to the name of art.
, triple meaning, how wonderful.”
 She spoke clearly, but others did not buy it. Feng Ming joked: "Teacher Liu, the name you mentioned is too selfish."
Zhu Yu also smiled and said: "I think this name has a fourth meaning. Wasn't the poem written by Yu Dong called "Tree" before?"
“Oh, I really didn’t think about it. Besides, what kind of selfishness is this? Then tell me, what’s the point of not using this?”
 The problem returned to the name, and several people racked their brains trying to come up with a good name.
 Subsequently, each of them mentioned several names, but in the end it was Feng Mingti’s name that was recognized by everyone.
Feng Mingti’s name is not a coincidence at all, it is completely based on reality, and it is called “Cucumber Garden Poetry Reading Club”.
This name doesn't sound as poetic as the other names, but everyone thinks it is the most suitable.
After deciding on the name, He Yu suggested: "Next time we should make more preparations for the poetry meeting. For example, we should set a theme for each poetry reading meeting, or the location may not be in the classroom."
“If it’s not in the classroom, then where is it?” Feng Ming asked.
“You can do it in the playground. Although it’s open-air, it’s very spacious and everyone has a great feeling reading poetry. If the playground doesn’t work, you can apply to go to the lecture hall next time.”
“It’s okay to use a classroom. It’s an old classroom. Just move the tables and make room.”
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Yu Dong listened and occasionally offered some opinions. But he preferred to listen to their discussions. He sincerely liked the smiles on their faces when they looked forward to the future of the poetry reading meeting.
 Their ambition, vision, sincerity and simplicity.
Yu Dong is not very interested in the development of poetry reading groups, but he is willing to protect the smiles on their faces and their inner expectations.
The few people chatted until it was completely dark. Feng Ming said, "The cafeteria is almost out of food." They left the classroom and ran towards the cafeteria.
 After helping to clear away the leftovers from the canteen, they dispersed.
Yu Dong did not go back to the dormitory with Liu Changmin and others, but ran to the communication room at the school gate alone.
Uncle Zhou in the reception room was squatting at the door and picking his teeth. When he saw Yu Dong running towards him, he said with a smile: "I'm here to ask for a letter again, Teacher Yu."
Yu Dong nodded, "Yes, do you have my letter?"
"It's really there. It's on the table. Go get it yourself." Uncle Zhou pursed his lips toward the reception room.
Yu Dong hurriedly ran in, and there was only one letter on the table, which was his.
“I knew you were coming at night, so I picked them out for you.”
Yu Dongchao clasped his fists at Uncle Zhou and said, "A good man will have a safe life."
Chapter completed!