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Chapter 570: He was an immortal like Mr. Qiushui

What is modern poetry?

In the past, many people thought modern poetry was also very awesome.

In the past, many people thought that poets who were called modern poetry were actually no different from ancient poets, and they were so free and easy.

However, because of Mr. Qiu Shui's existence, modern poetry was directly destroyed by Mr. Qiu Shui.

Until now, modern poetry has become a joke.

But no matter what, as the modern poetry that is most in line with modern society, there are still enough fans.

Some of the more rational friends are defending modern poetry at this time.

"Although modern poetry has various shortcomings, modern poetry is a poetic style that conforms to our modern aesthetics after all. Although ancient poetry is also good, it is already a bit in line with the times. Therefore, our world needs modern poetry."

"Everyone, there is no need to joke about modern poetry like this. The modern poetry world cannot represent modern poetry. What Mr. Qiu Shui scolds is not modern poetry, but modern poetry world. This is not the fault of modern poetry, but the wrong one is the modern poetry world."

There is only one word difference between modern poetry and modern poetry, but the two are completely different.

The former is modern poetry, a category of poetry, while the latter is a group.

Although Mr. Qiu Shui destroyed the modern poetry world, he never said bad things about modern poetry.

"Yes, everyone calm down. Mr. Qiushui actually doesn't want to see the situation of modern poetry. Besides, didn't Mr. Qiushui write a few modern poetry back then?"

"Yes, yes, yes, have you forgotten the stagnant water? Have you forgotten a generation? These are all excellent modern poetry. But why do you still have such hatred for modern poetry?"

However, there are only a small number of rational people. For most people, they really have no good feelings for modern poetry. Moreover, there are new poems such as nonsense and saliva that have appeared before, which makes the audience look down on modern poetry from the bottom of their hearts. Like those saliva and nonsense, if such poems can be considered poetry. Then, it’s better not to have modern poetry.

In addition, some rebutters believe that there are several Mr. Qiu Shui in this world. Not to mention writing modern poetry, even a sentence written casually is a classic. In fact, Mr. Qiu Shui does not like modern poetry. As for why a generation of people is so classic, it is entirely Mr. Qiu Shui's personal skill.

If it were another person, who could write a modern poem with artistic conception in a generation, stagnant water?

So, the reason is that modern poetry is still an immature style of poetry. Although it seems to represent the direction of modern poetry, we would rather not need modern poetry with this immature style of poetry.

Moreover, these rebutters even took out ancient poems and revived them to further satirize modern poems: "Those who say that ancient poems do not conform to the times, do you think Mr. Qiu Shui no longer exist? Look at the poems written by Mr. Qiu Shui back then, and the grass on the Liliyuan and the sun goes all over the mountains. Although these are also in the style of ancient poems, who dares to say that these poems do not conform to the times? Who would say that these poems cannot keep up with the trend?"

"That is, even if Mr. Qiu Shui sees his dragon but doesn't see his tail, it's difficult to find his trace, but there is also a poetic poet Huang Yifan. Kill one person in ten steps and keep his journey for thousands of miles... These ancient poems, hehe, do you dare say that he does not conform to the aesthetics of modern people?"

In just a few rounds, a group of friends who were defending modern poetry were defeated.

...

Yan Da.

"Oh, Sister Ling Yun, Mr. Qiu Shui killed all the millions of soldiers in the poetry world back then, which was really powerful. Nowadays, modern poetry has been criticized by so many people just after showing its face."

Han Xue, a student of the Chinese Department of Yan University, sighed and said.

"Han Xue, there is no need to do this, we will never give up."

Li Lingyun comforted Han Xue and said, "Do you remember a parade on Mr. Qiushui's petition that we organized together? Do you still remember Mr. Qiushui's writing "The night gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light"? Now is the darkest time. I believe that we will definitely find the direction of modern poetry and we will definitely find light. Besides, you see, hasn't the school also founded the Modern Poetry Research Association?"

"Sister Lingyun, that's what I said."

Han Xue said, while picking up a list of the newly released Yanda Modern Poetry Research Association.

"Sister Lingyun, you have applied to the school to join the Modern Poetry Research Association, why does the school still disagree? Look, the list of some people on this list is very famous, but they are all related to the Chinese department. In themselves, they do not have many outstanding modern poetry works."

After glanced at the list above, Han Xue said with a grudge against Li Lingyun.

"Han Xue, don't be angry. I'm just an ordinary student, at most a modern poetry lover. It's normal for the school to disagree. Besides, there have been no particularly outstanding works in the development of modern poetry for more than 100 years. These professors are also experts in the Chinese field, and it's very appropriate for them to be responsible for the research and promotion of modern poetry."

"Okay, okay, then who is this Fanchen? I don't know that there is a professor named Fanchen in our Yan Da."

Han Xue was very surprised by pointing at the name of Fan Chen on the list of the Yanda Modern Poetry Research Association. He didn’t know this Fan Chen, so how did he enter the Modern Poetry Research Association?

"Oh my God, this mortal world is actually the president of the Modern Poetry Research Association."

Han Xue thought she had read it wrong, so she wiped her eyes: "Han Xue, do you know Fanchen?"

"Mortal World?"

Li Lingyun was stunned, but another great man named Fanchen appeared in his heart.

"Han Xue, let's take a look."

Some people were excited to snatch the list from Han Xue. When they saw that the president was indeed mortal world, Li Lingyun's eyes were a little wet. After a while, they hugged Han Xue.

"Is modern poetry saved? Is modern poetry saved?"

This sounds like crying, but anyone can hear that the crying sound brings endless expectations.

Yes.

The president of Yanda Modern Poetry Research Association is the mortal world.

Of course, if you don’t know who is the mortal world.

The information officially released by the Yan University University in the latest Modern Poetry Research Association will tell you:

He is the author of the Ghost Story of A Chinese Girl.

He is the father of the Peony Pavilion girl.

He created the injustice of Dou E, the most injustice of China throughout the ages.

He invented a horror called Liaozhai.

He wrote about a character named Lu Xiaofeng and a character named Hua Manlou.

He once sighed: How can the world achieve the perfect Dharma to live up to the Tathagata and live up to you?

He was originally an immortal like Mr. Qiu Shui.

But today, he came to the mortal world.
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