After packing up the dishes, my wife also walked into the study. She also wanted to see what works were there in the first round of this year's group stage.

After entering the study, I saw Duan Yong sitting in front of the computer motionless, as if in a daze. She couldn't help but wonder, "My husband obviously likes poetry, but why do he still look at poetry so stupid?"

"Ayong, what are you doing?" The wife walked forward and patted Duan Yong on the shoulder and said.

Duan Yong's thoughts were interrupted by his wife's slap. He looked at his wife, sighed, and said, "Nothing, it's just that this poem reminds me of some things in the past."

"Can a poem remind you of the past?" My wife became even more confused after hearing this and said, "What poem? Let me see."

"It's this song, called "Praise the Farmer". Look at it." Duan Yong pointed to the computer and said.

"Well, it's Li Fan's poem. I know this person. I like all his previous poems." After his wife finished speaking, she read Li Fan's poem.

"Hey, this poem is very simple, but why?" She couldn't help but read it several times in succession. After reading it, she felt something in her heart. At this time, she also understood why her husband was stunned just now.

My husband was born in the countryside, so I probably remembered the scene when I was farming in my hometown.

"Who knew that every grain of food on the plate was hard-working." She suddenly understood why her husband talked about the matter of wasting rice with her and her children.

She didn't understand why her husband cared so much about wasting a little rice. Now she seemed to understand.

I have been unable to understand for several years. Now I have figured it out through such a poem that is so simple that it cannot be simpler.

Perhaps, this is the charm of poetry.

In the country, Duan Yong and his wife were far more than those conquered by the charm of this poem.

Many people can't help but recite and savor when they read this poem. The sun shines brightly, and the sweat of farmers wets the land under their feet. Who knows that every grain of rice on the dining table is so hard-earned.

Maybe, we are really wasting ourselves. At this moment, many people across the country are thinking about this issue.

...

"Perfection of Farmers" is a poem by Li Shen, a poet of the Tang Dynasty in his previous life. This small poem is simple and popular, and is not the most dazzling existence in the Tang Dynasty poetry garden that is as bright as a galaxy.

However, this poem has been widely circulated and is known to everyone, and has been chanted and savored by people. It has been passed down for thousands of years.

Now that it has arrived in this world, it will be continued to be circulated by people in this world...

...

Beijing, a residential apartment.

Zheng Jie recited this poem repeatedly, and his voice became lower and lower. The feelings this poem brought to people of their age were obviously deeper than those young people.

After a long time, he sighed, "How many people understand now, how much of them are so sad about this?"

...

provincial capital.

When Tang Quan and Xie Peng read this poem, they also evoked memories in their hearts. They were also born in the countryside and worked hard in the fields. Although it was a matter of many years ago, this poem still easily touched them.

Su Qing was packing her things, and she had to report to Sansheng Township Middle School tomorrow. She originally didn't plan to stay at home for so long, but for various reasons, she has been there until now.

Look at the time, it's already 7 o'clock.

"I wonder what kind of poem his poem today is?" Su Qing murmured while logging on to the official website of the Chinese Poetry Association.

"Pity the farmer?" Su Qing read the poem several times, and his eyes turned slightly red, "Is this his real feeling?"

...

At this time, there was also a strange feeling on the Internet.

"'Who knew that every grain of food on the plate was hard to do?'. Alas! This poem by Li Fan made me feel deeply moved."

"Yes, such a simple poem has such charm. Poetry comes from life. Perhaps only this poem that truly originates from life can have such charm."

"I heard that the countryside is harvesting rice now. Li Fan may want to use this poem to tell us that we should cherish the fruits of the farmers' labor."

"This simple poem actually makes me feel so inappropriate that I had wasted so much rice before. Is it strange that you think it is strange?"

"This is not surprising, this is the charm of poetry. Usually we say a thousand and tell ten thousand, but sometimes it is not as good as a single poem. Poems with only a few dozen words work. Perhaps this is why we like poetry."

"This poem should also be included in the Chinese textbook. I don't think any poem is more qualified than it."

"That's certain. The Ministry of Education of the State should be very happy now. This poem can completely help them achieve the goal of educating young people and children to save food."

"What about the vote for tonight's competition? I originally planned to vote for Chu Xuan, but now this poem forces me to vote for Li Fan."

"Yes, I can only be sorry for Chu Xuan."

“…”

...

On the official website of the Chinese Poetry Association, the tense competition continues.

There are a total of ten groups and 50 competition venues. Most of the competition venues have a tight vote count. It is difficult to tell who will win until the last moment. In the end, even if it wins, it should be just a narrow victory.

It may even be a draw, with both sides taking 1 point each and shaking hands and making peace.

Only a few of the competition venues had a large difference in the number of votes, which ended the suspense early.

In one of the sixth teams, the number of votes of both sides was that one side completely crushed the other side, leaving the other side without any hope.

This arena is naturally the venue for Li Fan to play against Chu Xuan.

Of course, there are many reasons for the difference in the number of votes between the two sides.

First of all, the strength of the two sides is quite different. Li Fan is the most popular person in the group stage, while Chu Xuan was unknown before.

Secondly, Chu Xuan also chose his worst poem to participate in this competition.

Finally, and the main reason is that Li Fan’s poem “Praise the Farmer” itself, this simple and simple poem can easily touch people’s hearts, and it is reasonable to get a high vote.

Li Fan was not surprised by such a result. It was not that he wanted to bully the other party on purpose, but that his poems were all classics passed down through hundreds or thousands of years of tests.

He could only say sorry if he accidentally "harmed" the other party. He could not give up on the competition or deliberately write a very bad poem.

Because these poems come to this world. It is his luck, the luck of the poem itself, and the luck of the world.

Chu Xuan had no other emotions about such a result except for a bitter smile.

Because, the result was as expected.

Moreover, he himself believed that this song "Praise the Farmer" was worthy of such a result.

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Chapter completed!