mynovelweb Chapter 12 "To See or Not to See"
Chapter 12 "To See or Not to See"
"To See or Not to See".
Author: Zaxilamu Duoduo.
This poem was incredibly popular throughout China in its previous life, especially after being popularized by the TV series "Palace," it was practically a bible for literary youth.
It has a neat structure, is easy to recite, and is both affectionate and insightful.
It possesses both a Buddhist-like detachment and a deep, unrequited love.
The key is.
Its writing style perfectly meets the requirements of modern prose poetry, and the combination of Zen-like sentiment and deep emotion is absolutely groundbreaking in this world!
Jiang Bai glanced at the price.
Price: 500 popularity points.
"Only five hundred?"
"purchase!"
Jiang Bai did not hesitate.
This popularity is nothing compared to the 100,000 yuan prize!
[Ding! Purchase successful!]
The work "Seeing or Not Seeing" has been distributed, and the relevant copyright has been automatically registered under the host's name (pen name optional).
A stream of information flooded my mind.
The familiar verses in "Seeing or Not Seeing" are crystal clear, with every punctuation mark perfectly clear.
Jiang Bai found a bench by the roadside and sat down.
Open the official registration link for the [Red Bean Cup].
My fingers flew across the screen.
Name: Jiang Bai.
pen name:
Jiang Bai thought for a moment.
Since it's plagiarism...
Oh no, if we're just transplanting Earth's culture, then we need to be discreet.
He typed in two characters: 【Li Taibai】.
Paying tribute to the great poet Li Bai, I hope his spirit in heaven will bless me to win the award.
Title: Seeing or Not Seeing
text:
Whether you see me or not
I was right there.
Neither sad nor happy.
"Whether you recite my name or not"
The feeling is there.
Neither coming nor going.
"Whether you love me or not,
Love is there.
"Neither increase nor decrease."
……
Come into my arms
or,
Let me live in your heart.
"Silently, we love each other."
"Silence, joy."
Just a few lines.
The moment Jiang Bai finished typing, he felt a chill run down his spine.
The power of these words transcends time and space.
On this planet where entertainment has gone a bit astray and focuses more on fast-food culture, this kind of pure writing that strikes straight to the heart can definitely carve out a bloody path!
I checked it once, and there were no typos.
Click [Submit].
[Registration successful! Your work has entered the preliminary review pool.]
The selection results will be announced on the official website and Douyin official account within 7 working days. Please stay tuned.
Get it!
Jiang Bai let out a long sigh and put away his phone.
In a good mood.
It was as if the 100,000 yuan was already in his pocket.
"With this 100,000 yuan, I'll have the capital to buy shoes and clothes related to 'Love You' or to make other investments in the future."
"System, you're the most reliable one."
Although he was tricked into running ten laps last night, Jiang Bai now thinks the system looks much better.
Having solved the money problem, Jiang Bai felt even hungrier.
He stood up, humming a little tune, and walked towards the cafeteria with an air of indifference.
"Today is a good day~"
"May all your wishes come true!"
however.
He didn't know.
Within minutes of him submitting his work.
The back-end review team for the [Red Bean Cup] is in an uproar!
……
Kyoto, the Writers' Association building.
[Red Bean Cup] Preliminary Review Office.
Dozens of editors sat in front of their computers, their faces weary as they reviewed the flood of submissions.
This competition has high prize money and great popularity, resulting in an astonishing number of submissions.
But as for the quality...
It's hard to say.
"What kind of nonsense is this?"
A young editor rubbed his temples and couldn't help but complain:
"'Ah, your face is like a red apple, I want to take a bite'... Is this a love poem? This is just vulgarity!"
"Me too, it's all just pointless whining, or just piling up fancy words, without a single genuine feeling."
The older editor next to me sighed:
"People are so restless these days, who can calm down and write poetry anymore?"
"It looks like the first prize will be vacant again this year."
Just as everyone was wailing in despair.
In the corner, a female intern wearing black-rimmed glasses suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh my god..."
The voice wasn't loud, but it trembled noticeably.
People around them all looked over.
"Xiao Liu, what's wrong? Did you see something weird?"
The intern, known as Xiao Liu, stared intently at the screen, her eyes even reddening.
She covered her mouth, her voice choked with emotion:
"No... I'm not weird."
"Teachers, please come and take a look at this poem!"
"It's so...so beautiful!"
"I feel like my soul has been pierced!"
The old editor frowned and walked over.
"Is it really that bad? What poem could make you cry like this?"
He leaned closer to the screen and glanced at it casually.
Title: To See or Not to See.
Author: Li Bai.
"Li Taibai? That's quite an arrogant pen name."
The old editor muttered something and looked down.
The first sentence catches the eye.
Whether you see me or not, I am there, neither sad nor happy.
The old editor's pupils suddenly contracted.
His nonchalant expression vanished instantly, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.
He held his breath and read on, word by word.
The more I read, the faster my heart beat.
The more I read, the more my hands trembled.
When I read the last sentence, "Silent love; quiet joy,"
The old editor felt a jolt of electricity shoot from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, and the hairs on his body stood on end!
"good!"
"What a state of neither sorrow nor joy! What a state of quiet joy!"
The old editor suddenly slammed his hand on the table, startling everyone around him.
"This is poetry!"
"This is the modern love poetry we've been looking for!"
"The artistic conception, the Zen-like insight, the profound emotion... it's simply the work of a master!"
"Who is this Li Taibai? Is he an alt account of some literary bigwig?"
The whole office was in an uproar.
All the editors crowded around, eagerly looking at the few lines of text on the screen.
Exclamations of amazement rose and fell.
"Incredible! This is definitely a strong contender for first prize!"
"Not only did it win first prize, I believe this poem will be remembered for generations!"
"Hurry! Expedited submission! Send it directly to the final review panel!"
"This Li Bai is going to be a sensation!"
……
The person who caused this commotion was "Li Bai".
I am currently sitting in the cafeteria of the Shanghai Theatre Academy.
Holding two meat buns in my hand, I took a bite, and my mouth was full of juicy goodness.
"Mmm, it smells delicious."
"The meat buns at this school are pretty good, with thin skins and lots of filling."
Jiang Bai ate to his heart's content, completely unaware that a poem he had casually copied had already stirred up a tsunami in the literary world.
All he wants to do now is finish eating quickly and then go back to his dorm to catch up on some sleep.
after all.
Military training starts tomorrow.
That's a real hell mode!
The main problem is that I get very tired after running ten laps.
On the day after military training, they also had to run ten laps.
The combination of the two is practically draining him dry!