Li Qing has publicly written a total of three poems, namely "See or Not See", "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom", and "Believe in the Future".
Among them, "Believe in the Future" was published in Oriental Daily when Li Qing was being suppressed by the expedition. After being invited by the newspaper, he sang this poem to commemorate his aspirations, but it did not gain much fame in the mainland.
What people remember Li Qing the most are the two poems "To See or Not to See" and "Spring Blossoms".
Many people in the literary world admire Li Qing. In the hearts of many literary and artistic young people, Li Qing's status as a poet is far nobler and more valuable than his status as an artist.
"Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming" is the most representative sentence of the poet Li Qing, which is now circulated on major campuses.
And Li Qing's two most famous poems are written everywhere on many students' desks and textbooks.
Han Han admired Li Qing unconditionally and was familiar with Li Qing's songs, poems, etc. At this moment, seeing Li Qing preparing to compose a poem casually, a trace of sweat appeared on the palm of his hand holding the pen.
Li Qing parked the car on the side of the road, closed his eyes and thought for a while, brewing his emotions, and then said softly:
"I traveled through Jiangnan
The face that waits for the season is like the blooming and falling of lotus flowers
If the east wind does not come, the catkins of March will not fly
Your heart is like a small lonely city
The streets just like bluestone look towards the evening
The tillers are silent, the spring curtain of March is not lifted
Your heart is a small window tightly closed
My dada's horseshoe is a beautiful mistake
I am not a returnee, I am a passerby..."
As Li Qing slowly narrated, a slow picture appeared in Han Han's mind.
Time passed by, and the lotuses bloomed and fell. I passed by a small town in the south of the Yangtze River and saw a beautiful woman standing stroking the window, her eyes filled with sadness. Her appearance gradually aged during this long period of waiting...
Han Han suddenly felt sour in her heart. She finished writing the poem word for word, neatly wrote it on the manuscript, read it over and over again, and then asked: "What is the name of this poem?"
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"'Error'." Li Qing said with a smile, then he started the engine, drove the car again, and drove towards the destination.
Han Han murmured: "Wrong..."
Then she beamed with smile: "I think Sister Wei will like it."
Zhou Shu's family lives in the Xiyuan School District of Beijing University. It is a collective housing. Most of the people living here are university professors with professional titles in Beijing University, as well as employees of some public institutions.
The community is not considered luxurious, but in future generations it is still a place where every inch of land is of high value.
It stands to reason that as the general manager of Hanhai Media, Zhou Shuo's annual salary plus bonuses are definitely not a problem. He can buy a villa in the capital at will. However, it may be that Zhou Shuo is not too interested in this aspect, even if his personal worth is hundreds of millions.
With more than ten thousand yuan, I have no intention of moving out.
Li Qing called Zhou Shu in advance, and the latter was already waiting in front of the community. When he saw Li Qing's car approaching, he quickly waved.
Li Qing saw Zhou Shu's figure at a glance, and next to Zhou Shu, there was a five or six-year-old little girl, innocent and cute, wearing a white sweater with a small braid, holding Zhou Shu's hand
He held up his hand and looked at his car with his big eyes blinking, his expression full of curiosity.
Li Qing immediately fell in love with this little girl. After he parked the car in the parking space of the community, he got out of the car, picked up a half-human bear doll in the trunk, and began to stuff it into the little girl's arms: "
Are you Huihui? Oh, you look so cute, come and show me to uncle."
Who knew that after Huihui took the bear doll, she threw it to the ground, then folded her arms and looked at Li Qing with disdain: "Huh, I don't like dolls."
Han Han had just gotten out of the car and was laughing and talking to Zhou Shu. When he heard Hui Hui's words, he burst into laughter.
She was holding a pile of stuffed dolls helplessly in her hands, not knowing what to do with them.
Zhou Shu glared at his daughter, then bent down and introduced to Huihui: "This is your Uncle Li Qing, this is your Aunt Han Han, please call me uncle and aunt..."
"No, I won't scream!" Huihui pursed her lips and raised her pink face, as if she was the best person in the world.
Li Qing felt that Zhou Shu lied about the military situation. He was not his little fan. He was just a little ancestor.
But he also really likes this little girl. Her skin is exquisite and translucent, and her delicate appearance is like a porcelain doll.
Li Qing knelt down and said with a smile: "Whatever you like, uncle will buy it for you."
Huihui looked at Li Qing and suddenly said, "I want daddy!"
Li Qing was stunned for a moment. He turned around and looked at Zhou Shu suspiciously.
Zhou Shu smiled as usual: "Baofeng is a professor at Peking University. He has been working on scientific research projects recently and is often away from home... so..."
Li Qing suddenly realized and said: "Brother Feng should be a busy man, but he should also take care of the family. Huihui misses her father so much. No matter how busy she is at work, she should let him come back more often."
Zhou Yan smiled noncommittally, and then led Li Qing and others into the house. While she arranged for Li Qing to sit down, she picked up the scarf and said to Li Qing with a smile: "You have nothing to entertain when you come to my house, but my cooking skills are still good."
That’s right, Xiaohan, come here and lend me a hand, let’s make a Han-Manchu banquet for Boss Li today!”
When Han Han heard this, he immediately followed him happily.
Li Qing thought that Master Zhou was just talking about it, but there were hundreds of dishes in the Manchu-Han banquet.
But when Zhou Shu put more than 20 plates of Manchu and Chinese dishes on the table and was about to continue cooking, before Li Qing had time to speak, Huihui opened her eyes wide and said in amazement.
: "Wow, Mom, you are so awesome today."
"Okay, okay, it would be a waste if you can't finish it."
Li Qing was completely convinced at this time. A nerd like him who could only make fried rice with eggs and noodles in clear soup had never seen a real chef.
He thought that Han Han was already good at cooking, but he didn't expect that Sister Yan was even better.
After being dissuaded by Li Qing and Han Han, Zhou Shu washed his hands, untied his scarf, and said, "There are still a few desserts, just wait."
Han Han praised: "Sister Xi, you are really amazing. I will definitely learn more from you when I have time."
"I usually like to study some Chinese food recipes. There are some dishes that I only know a little about and haven't really tried them yet. If you really want to learn, that's great. We can be a companion and study together."
Zhou Shu said with a smile.
While they were drinking wine, Han Han took out the poem written by Li Qing and said, "Sister Xi, this is a poem that Li Qing gave you. I know that you used to be a calligraphy teacher, so your calligraphy must be very good. Sister Xi, you are a calligraphy teacher."
Sister, if you don’t mind, hehe, you can write down this poem later and we can go back and frame it..."
"Really? Let me take a look." There was surprise in Zhou Shu's eyes. He took Han Han's handwritten note and began to read: "I walked through the south of the Yangtze River, and the faces waiting in the seasons are like the blooming and falling of lotus flowers...