A widower's entertainment

Chapter 87 [Love and Poet] (Please subscribe)

In fact, in the 1980s, Lin Youcheng felt that it was not necessary or necessary to travel far away. It was really not necessary. After all, cars and horses were really slow.

A real green leather train, banging and banging all the way. Forgive me that Comrade Lin Youcheng is old and unwilling to sit on a hard seat for more than ten hours to go to the capital. He did not imitate the dentist writer and went to Yanjing to revise the manuscript while standing on his feet.

After all, the writer was only twenty-three years old at that time, and he was a great young man.

Lin Youcheng chose to sleep hard.

The standard for reimbursing Lin Youcheng's travel expenses from the Writers' Association was cadre treatment, which allowed him to sleep on a couch. Of course, even if there was no travel reimbursement, Lin Youcheng would choose to sleep on a couch.

Lin Youcheng was not particularly excited about going on a long journey at the age of thirty-three.

After all, he has been to many places. In the future, it will be really convenient to travel far away, unlike now where it takes more than ten hours to go to the capital by train.

Did someone else arrive in the carriage after a while? It was obvious that in this era, the conditions for traveling on hard beds were quite good. The people who entered the carriage before and after were dressed like educated people.

Naturally, everyone in the same carriage said hello and chatted for a while.

"Comrade, where are you going?"

"I'm going to Yanjing."

"Capital, I'm going to River City."

After a brief chat, they each took a rest. After passing Wucheng Station, a young man with slightly longer hair and glasses came up from the carriage.

At first glance, the young man exudes the aura of a literary youth. Although he looks dull, his temperament is unique and unique.

"Comrade, where are you going?"

"I'm going to Yanjing."

"I'm going to Yanjing too."

Because I heard that Lin Youcheng was also going to Yanjing, I naturally chatted with Lin Youcheng enthusiastically.

Lin Youcheng looked at this young man who was full of youth and freedom and felt familiar.

The young man saw that Lin Youcheng had brought a book, and it was "Walden Pond". He was very surprised and said, "I like this book very much too."

"I particularly like what it says, from now on, stop living the life you should live, live the life you want to live!"

Lin Youcheng could feel that this young man who seemed a little dull loved literature very much. When he spoke about words like this in the book, he was full of emotion, with ups and downs, and every word seemed to come from the heart.

Lin Youcheng nodded and said, "Yes, these words are free and romantic."

The young man seemed very happy that Lin Youcheng said such words. He looked at Lin Youcheng and asked: "Comrade, do you read poetry?"

Lin Youcheng was slightly stunned. He didn't know how to answer these words. Although he didn't read poetry specifically, he also knew that in this era, poetry may be the darling that attracts much attention in literature.

After all, now is a glorious era full of youthful passion and ideals, and it is also a golden age of modern poetry.

People's love for poetry and pursuit of poets now is like the enthusiasm for pop stars in the future. Almost all literate people were reading, copying, and writing poetry. At that time, literary and artistic youths would talk about poetry at gatherings. They could not recite a few poems impromptu, and they were too embarrassed to say that they were literate. They really just didn’t have poetry and had nothing to say.

Before Lin Youcheng could answer, the young man said directly: "I particularly like poetry, do you know? The two most discussed sentences in Yanjing City now are not poems. Do you know what they are?"

Lin Youcheng shook his head.

"Those two sentences written by Lin Youcheng - how are you? I'm fine!"

"..."

Lin Youcheng was a little embarrassed when he heard this. These two sentences seemed to be quite popular. Many of the letters he received were written to him with these two sentences.

It is no wonder that the postmen are working so hard to write these two sentences all the way.

Lin Youcheng didn't know that because of his "Love Letter", many literary lovers in Yanjing City shouted these two sentences loudly into the distance from time to time. Some people even said the first thing they said when they met -

Are you OK? I am fine.

These two sentences, which seem to be connected with each other as secret codes, make the vast number of literature lovers instantly find like-minded comrades.

"Lin Youcheng, do you know?"

"That's the author who wrote "Love Letters."

"Let me tell you, these two sentences in his story moved us deeply. The "Love Letter" was also very touching, but I prefer the article "The Devotion of Suspect X" written by Lin Youcheng. It was really amazing. , I really like his writing of Shi Hong."

"I appreciate how Shi Hong risked everything for love and sacrificed his life."

Lin Youcheng smiled after listening to the young man's words.

"In my opinion, Shi Hong's decision to give everything, even if he chooses to die, is his own choice and has nothing to do with anyone else."

Hearing these words, Lin Youcheng was slightly startled. Then he looked carefully at the young man in front of him. He seemed to have thought of something. A poet had said something similar at the end.

His death had nothing to do with anyone.

Lin Youcheng asked with some uncertainty: "Comrade, what do you call me?"

"My name is Zha Haiming, a teacher in the Philosophy Teaching and Research Section of the University of Political Science and Law."

Check Hai Ming!

Sure enough it was him.

Lin Youcheng was slightly shocked, because he knew that the young man in front of him had another pen name, that is, the genius poet who wrote the song "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom".

No wonder he felt familiar. Zha Haiming, a talented poet, was admitted to the Law Department of Yenching University in 1979 at the age of fifteen. He was absolutely the pride of heaven. After graduating from Yenching University, he was assigned to work in the Philosophy Teaching and Research Section of the University of Political Science and Law. It was a pity that——

Lin Youcheng smiled and said, "My name is Lin Youcheng."

Zha Haiming was stunned and realized in an instant that the eldest brother in front of him was Lin Youcheng who wrote "The Devotion of Suspect "?"

Lin Youcheng nodded and admitted.

"You are so good at writing about love."

"Let me tell you, I read your "Love Letter", but I don't think the letter you wrote is a love letter at all. One of my love letters contains more than 20,000 words."

Looking at the 20-year-old young poet in front of him, whose eyes were as bright as burning flames, Lin Youcheng felt a little bit subtle.

Because some people have said that the reasons for suicide may be due to personality, purity, simplicity, paranoia, stubbornness, sensitivity, and sometimes being immersed in pain and unable to extricate themselves. But among the many possible causes of suicide, love life may be the most important.

On the Friday before committing suicide, Zha Haiwen went to see his first girlfriend, the one who had written many love poems for her and was the love of his life.

Zha Haiming didn't know what Lin Youcheng was thinking. He just didn't expect to meet Lin Youcheng on the train. He had read the three novels written by Lin Youcheng, and each one made him extremely amazed.

The love in the story really makes Zha Haiming want to praise it loudly.

"Comrade Lin Youcheng, did you know? I wrote a poem for Shi Hong in "The Devotion of Suspect X"."

With that said, Zha Haiming directly began to read the little poem he wrote for the genius mathematician Shi Hong——

"I love you infinitely,

no logic,

As long as it beats for you,

My heart can survive. "

Listening to Zha Haiwen's little poem, Lin Youcheng could feel Zha Haiwen's strong and passionate emotions for "The Devotion of Suspect X".

How can the heart not die? It really has no logic.

Lin Youcheng smiled and nodded and said, "That's great."

Zha Hai's eyes were shining and he said with a smile: "I really didn't expect to meet you here. You know love so well."

"The deep love of the third child, and the fact that even if he dies, he will not betray his promise to Jingqiu, it is so great, and Shi Hong is so well-written that he gives everything he has for love, whether it is his dignity or his life, it is so great. Amazing."

"And the "Love Letter" you wrote is so beautiful. Such a secret love spans the years, which makes people feel regretful. Real love should be expressed bravely and regardless of everything."

Obviously, Lin Youcheng could really feel that Zha Haiwen in front of him really liked the love in his works, and he praised them purely without any impurities.

Zha Haiming looked at the writer Lin Youcheng. He admired it very much and said with a smile: "You wrote love so well."

"Of course, love is inherently beautiful."

Lin Youcheng nodded and agreed.

“You went to Yanjing—?”

Lin Youcheng said with a smile: "I went to Beijing to receive the award. "The Devotion of Suspect X" and "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree" were selected for the National Outstanding Novella Award."

"so amazing!"

"Your article "The Devotion of Suspect X" deserves the first prize."

Lin Youcheng smiled and thanked Zha Haiwei for the compliment.

"Have you ever thought about writing poetry?"

"Not yet."

Hearing Lin Youcheng's words, Zha Haiming asked, "Don't you like poetry?"

"Of course not. I really like the poems written by Shu Ting and Gu Cheng."

Zha Haiming laughed when he heard Lin Youcheng's words and said, "I think if you write love poems, they will be very touching."

In this way, Zha Haiwen and Lin Youcheng chatted about literature, poetry, and love all the way, so the two of them parted ways when they arrived at Yanjing Railway Station.

"Brother Lin, can I invite you to give a lecture at the Yanda Literary Club?"

Lin Youcheng was slightly stunned, a little surprised. What was surprising was that Zha Haiwen worked at the University of Political Science and Law, and he was actually invited to give a lecture at Yanda.

Zha Haiwen explained with a smile: "I used to be a member of the Yanda Literary Club. The members of the literary club particularly like your novels. We have discussed your works together more than once before."

"Of course, if you can come to the University of Political Science and Law to give a lecture, I believe the students will be very happy."

Lin Youcheng thought for a while and said, "I live at the Bayi Guest House. You can come find me there then."

Zha Haiyi nodded repeatedly, with a smile on his face.

Then Zha Haiwen turned around and left. He wanted to go to the University of Political Science and Law.

Looking at the young back of Zha Haiwen leaving, for some reason, Lin Youcheng felt that there was something romantic about that back facing the sun. He couldn't help but think of that sentence. He suffered three times: wandering, love, and survival.

But Lin Youcheng hopes that as a young man, he can always have those three kinds of happiness——

Poems, thrones, and the sun.

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