Writing and cutting

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Zhou Tingyun withdrew his hand, moved his body casually to ensure that the range of motion would not be restricted, Xu Shi withdrew his gaze, and turned his head to look out the window.

Zhou Tingyun found that she neither wore earphones, nor turned on the computer, tablet or anything even paper and pen to write something.

Very rare, this one time only.

Xu Shi once said that a writer’s inspiration is hard-won and fleeting, especially because her memory is not good. She may think of a sentence and forget it in a second if she doesn’t write it down in time. Of course she has suffered such hardships, so From the first time Zhou Tingyun met Xu Shi, the other party always had a recording tool on him, most of the time it was a mobile phone, and when carrying a schoolbag, it was a pen or paper or a computer or tablet.

Now that Xu Shi's cell phone is turned off, Zhou Tingyun asked Zhou Tingyun to help put her schoolbag on the luggage rack at the beginning. Zhou Tingyun thought she had left something at first, but now it seems that she left nothing.

Well, now the problem is more serious.Zhou Tingyun thought, and then asked softly, as if afraid of disturbing the other party: "Ah Shi, do you want to write something?"

Xu Shi turned to look at her, but Zhou Tingyun didn't take this as a good opening, because Xu Shi was just subconsciously looking at the speaker while maintaining etiquette.In the next second, Xu Shi really shook his head slightly, "I don't really think so."

Before Zhou Tingyun could ask the next sentence, Xu Shi had already turned her head back to the window. She simply put her forehead against the window, and her eyelids naturally drooped to look down--under the sky.

Below are white clouds, plains, and high-rise buildings. Xu Shi asked Zhou Tingyun: "Do you think we are on a boat now?" She raised her chin slightly and pointed out the window, "White clouds are the sea, làng flowers, and the bottom of the sea are swimming fish and forests." , the wreckage of the sunken ship is also there..."

She didn't turn her head, so Zhou Tingyun realized that she wasn't talking to herself, but just Xu Shi talking to herself.

"...the port is just ahead, and I have heard the bells and the people cheering,

Thousands of eyes are watching our ship, she is firm, majestic and brave. "

Zhou Tingyun tentatively asked: "Poetry?"

Xu Shi turned to look at her, nodded slightly, and gave her a smile, "Whitman."

Zhou Tingyun secretly remembered the name, and planned to Google it after getting off the plane. Xu Shi asked softly again: "What about you? What poems do you like?" Her soft voice was habitually whispered in public.

Zhou Tingyun doesn't know much about poetry. She has read a few poems through various means, but like ordinary people, she is neither good at nor good at getting started.

Zhou Tingyun thought for a while, "Yeats?"

Xu Shi nodded knowingly, "when you are old."

Zhou Tingyun really dare not admit that it is because Li Jian sang "When You Are Old" on "I Am a Singer".

Xu Shi also said: "Ming had been in love with Mao Degang for most of his life, and then he went to pursue her daughter, but failed, so he married another woman."

Zhou Tingyun: "..." She subconsciously filled in what Xu Shi hadn't said: Scumbag.

Xu Shi's voice changed, "I like him too, but it's another song."

Zhou Tingyun waited for her to read her name, Xu Shi said: "But I am so poor, I only have dreams;

Just spread my dream under your feet. "

Oh, "He Hoped for the Brocade of Heaven."Zhou Tingyun was very lucky to have this poem in his few poem reserves. When Xu Shi suffered from insomnia in his freshman year, she insisted on reading this poem to him in order to avoid Chen Yinke's "Mr. Wang Guantang's Elegy".

Later, through Gu Sheng's private disclosure, she found out that this poem was neatly copied by Xu Shigong in the notebook of the second year of high school, and her name was written below it.

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