The train arrived at Chengdu, the country of Tianfu, after two days and one night. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Xia Hongjun followed the people out of the station entrance with his travel bag and saw many people holding signs to pick up the station. One of the young men held a newspaper with his hands high, and the three big words "Xia Hongjun" were written in ink.

It's Shang Zhongmin.

Xia Hongjun smiled and strode over.

Before coming to Chengdu this time, after Xia Hongjun bought the ticket, he called Shang Zhongmin from Chengdu at the train station, saying that he was coming to Chengdu soon and quickly answered the station!

"Brother, the hot pot is ready, I want to eat enough!" Xia Hongjun joked on the phone.

Shang Zhongmin laughed no problem, he was just worried that your stomach would not be able to bear it, so don’t shout at the time of burning your butt.

grass……

Xia Hongjun couldn't help but swear at the microphone, and laughed across the microphone.

Today, Shang Zhongmin seems more energetic and energetic than when he came to Yanjing last year.

Isn't it?

At the beginning of this year, Wang Qibo from Chongqing University organized the establishment of the Sichuan Provincial College Student Poets Association. In March, Shang Zhongmin and Wang Qibo edited and published the lead-printed newspaper "China Contemporary Poetry Newspaper", and published Shang Zhongmin's full-page article "Talking about the Second Wave of Poetry".

For a time, Shang Zhongmin was famous in the poetry world and was at the peak of his youth.

"Lao Shang, it seems that your life is very comfortable?" Xia Hongjun joked.

"Each, each other... Lao Xia, you actually do science fiction novels? It's amazing!"

"Haha... Forget it, we won't praise each other. Hello, have you found a place where I live?"

"I have ordered it for you a long time ago, it's near the Science and Literature magazine." Shang Zhongmin smiled and took Xia Hongjun's travel bag: "I'll take you there now."

Naturally, I will not be able to pick up the car in this day and this day. Shang Zhongmin took Xia Hongjun on the bus and told him to go back to the hotel to arrange for a stay and to welcome you to the evening. I have two friends who have heard that you are coming and insist on meeting you.

"Wang Qibo?" Xia Hongjun asked curiously.

"No, that kid originally wanted to take leave and come from Chongqing, but the class counselor did not approve it. Actually, as I said, I asked a son to take a leave and skip class!"

You are fierce!

Last year, under the banner of visiting relatives, I kept wandering in Yanjing for more than half a month.

Xia Hongjun complained in his heart.

"It's my other two friends, Wan Xia and Hu Dong, have you heard of them?" Shang Zhongmin said at last.

Why haven't you heard of it?

This is a representative figure of the famous "Rude Man" poetry genre!

Rough Manism was established by Li Yawei and Wan Xia in 1984 at Nanchong Normal University. It is a poetry genre characterized by the pursuit of the original ecology of life.

In fact, Xia Hongjun didn't like it.

The reckless manism abandons elegance, advocates the restoration of the meaning of life, opposes the subjective beautification of the world in the form of poetry, and has many humorous language, ironic and witty jokes.

"Make trouble, destroy or even blow up closed or fake open cultural psychological structures!" This is the declaration of recklessism.

This is exactly inconsistent with the inheritance and development of poetry by Xia Hongjun and their "Yanshan Poetry Society".

fine.

This spring, the group terminated its activities and announced its disbandment before the Xia Hongjun announced the establishment of the "Yanshan Poetry Society". In addition to their internal disputes, it also received sharp criticism from literary people.

What are these two people going to see me today?

But think about it, although everyone has different ideas, they are all a group of people who really love poetry, such as Shang Zhongmin in front of them. So Xia Hongjun is looking forward to it.

After changing buses twice, Xia Hongjun followed Shang Zhongmin to the accommodation site of a Qunli Hotel on Renmin South Road.

Xia Hongjun completed the procedures and entered the room. Although the room was not big, it was very clean. He packed his luggage and washed it briefly. He saw that the time was almost the same, and then he went out of the hotel with Shang Zhongmin.

After hearing Shang Zhongmin's explanation that the place to eat was not far away, the two walked over.

Although Renmin South Road is called "the first road in Tianfu", before the Xia Red Army came to this era, they had visited this city full of literary and artistic atmosphere, and naturally came to Renmin South Road, which was busy and prosperous.

But now it does look young, with low buildings next to it, and there are not many vehicles on the street, and bicycles account for the majority, just like some streets in Yanjing.

But unlike Yanjing, there are many young people sitting on the side of the road, drinking beer in big mouthfuls, and taking out all kinds of skewers from the aluminum pot. The smoke of honeycomb coal mixed with the fragrance of the bottom of the pot rolled in the air.

Sure enough, the whole city is full of hot pot smell.

Seeing Xia Hongjun like this, Shang Zhongmin laughed and said that the place we went to was absolutely first-class in Chengdu, which made you salivate.

The two of them talked and laughed and entered a hot pot restaurant called "Little Chengdu" on the street.

It was already crowded with people and steaming. When Gao Gang went in, he heard someone shouting loudly.

I saw two young men sitting at a table inside, smiling at them.

When the Xia Hongjun went over, the four of them sat in one side and introduced each other. Only then did the Xia Hongjun realize that the handsome one with curly long hair was named Wan Xia, and the shorter one was named Hu Dong.

Each person has a bottle of beer and eats steaming hot pot, and it tastes comfortable.

As we talked, we naturally talked about poetry.

Perhaps Sichuan people are generous in nature, and because of drinking, Wan Xia and the other three talked loudly, and finally scolded XXX in the literary world for severely criticizing them for their "recklessness". This is an important reason for the disbandment of their group.

"They said that the poems we wrote were not connotated enough, the observation was not profound enough, and the language was not refined enough..." Wan Xia looked at Xia Hongjun with red eyes: "Xia Hongjun, you are also playing poetry. Do you think I wrote this poem enough?"

After saying that, Wan Xia picked up a chopstick, knocked and recited it as if she was singing a song:

The first and last

People are not perfect after all

Too many opportunities remain in the mistake

But we have made progress in happiness

....

The most perfect part is some incomplete parts

We perfected between two events

All this is just a process

You pray and get

Only my decayed side

It's enough for you to enjoy your whole life...

sharp!

When Xia Hongjun heard the last sentence, he suddenly thought of a classic sentence on the screen at the end of a movie "24 City Story" made by Jia Zhangke: "Chengdu, only the disappearing side of you is enough to make me glorify my life." The originally gray city background became radiant because of this poem.

It turns out that the source is here!

"ox!"

Xia Hongjun raised his thumbs up.

Not to mention anything else, the highlight of the last line of this poem can definitely be called a good poem.

Unexpectedly, Hu Dong, who was sitting next to him, took a bite of beef slices and said with a smile: "Wan Xia, just this song "Essence", how can you represent us "rude"? Look at me!"

After saying that, Hu Dong wiped his mouth and recited loudly:

I want to take a slow boat to Paris

Go and see Van Gogh, Baudelaire, see Picasso

Further find out the family components they concealed

Then shoot all these bastards to death

Women who have planned to get them out of time

Allocate evenly to you and me

Assigned to Confucius and his disciples

....

....

One of Hu Dong's representative works, "I Want to Take a Slow Boat to Paris"!

Wan Xia laughed loudly, but Xia Hongjun frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!