"Poetry?" Yu Dong took the white paper and unfolded it on the table. When he saw a long page written inside, he looked at Feng Ming again: "It's quite long?"
Feng Ming rubbed his palms and said with a naive smile, "It's okay, it's okay. Let me take a look."
Yu Dong nodded and read Feng Ming's poem seriously.
【I think
I love you
Like dew clinging to green grass
 The wind is coming
 I will hide in the soil
 The rain is coming
 We blend together
 The sun is coming
 I will turn into water vapor
I love you
 I will find your roots in the soil
 They will gather into streams and surround you
 The wind will caress your face
 I don’t need words
 The earth beneath your feet
　　is the proof
You don’t need words either
 The sky above me
only you
 Morning and evening
 You will thrive
 Morning and evening
 I will merge into the river
I love you
 Can also be done from a distance
looking at you
thinking of you
  Put you in my heart]
After reading Feng Ming's poem, Yu Dong couldn't help but shudder. He didn't expect that this black-faced man could write such a thing that makes people's skin crawl. After reading the whole poem, only two words can sum it up:
Dong’s feeling is nausea.
This guy clearly claims to be a fan of Wang Guozhen, but the poems he writes have a Shuting flavor.
This is obviously a poem expressing love, no matter how you read it, and it is also a poem about licking a dog.
Feng Ming thought that Yu Dong had already finished reading the poem, and asked eagerly: "How is it?"
Yu Dong raised his head and looked at him, pretending to frown and said, "In your poem, you compare Teacher Wu to green grass, which is a bit inappropriate. She might be unhappy."
Feng Ming was stunned, "What's wrong with Qingcao? Is there a problem? Why is she unhappy?"
Yu Dong succeeded in his trick and laughed, "So, the green grass in this poem is really Teacher Wu?"
Feng Ming's expression froze for a moment, and then he reacted, "You guy, set a trap for me!"
"Okay, we are not blind. We can all see the thoughts between you and Teacher Wu."
"Yes, is it that obvious? Also, when you say between us, do you mean she is also interested in me?" Feng Ming sensitively grasped the key points in Yu Dong's words, feeling a little excited, but suddenly denied, "
You are kidding me."
Yu Dong shrugged, "Just ask Teacher Wu if I'm teasing you."
Feng Ming murmured and didn’t know what to say. If he had the courage, would he still be here now?
Although he is tall, dark-skinned, and extremely timid in terms of relationships, when Wu Aiyuan is together, it is okay to have a few words from time to time, but if there is an ambiguous moment, he will not be able to say anything.
A few sentences.
Because Yu Dong wrote an original poem at the last poetry meeting, he was inspired and ready to start writing. He has been thinking about it for a while and finally wrote one.
 But after he finished writing, he was not confident, so he came to Yu Dong specifically to show him.
Yu Dong also found it funny when he saw him like this, so he returned the paper with the poem written on it to him, "I think the poem is pretty good, I don't have any objections."
Feng Ming did not take the paper, but said anxiously: "Don't mention it, you can give me some opinions, and you can also correct the words that are inappropriate."
"This is all your true feelings, why should I change it?" Yu Dong tilted his head and looked at Feng Ming, with no intention of helping him change the poem.
Feng Ming said anxiously, "You are a professional."
Yu Dong shook his head speechlessly, suddenly glanced at Feng Ming with a wilted look, made a serious expression, and said: "As for the idea, I do have one."
 “What’s your idea? Tell me.”
“Do you know which shape has the largest area when the perimeter is the same?” Yu Dong asked.
Feng Ming rolled his eyes and said, "Yuan, don't think I'm a physical education teacher. I still remember this simple mathematical knowledge."
Yu Dong clapped his hands and said, "Then you write a poem called I am a circle. The general idea is that you can use the shortest line to circle the largest area, and you can echo it from beginning to end, endlessly.
The most important thing is that Teacher Wu's name is Wu Aiyuan. I love circles. If you are a circle, then she will love you."
Feng Ming was confused and nodded involuntarily. When he heard the last sentence, he suddenly came to his senses and couldn't help but punch Yu Dong on the shoulder, "You are so insidious."
Yu Dong rubbed his shoulders and said, "A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything. I'm giving you my advice sincerely."
"Fart, you are just making trouble." Feng Ming cursed and suddenly calmed down when he saw Yu Dong's half-smiling expression, "Okay, I know what you mean, I won't ask you about the poem either.
.”
　　After a few jokes, Feng Ming also understood what Yu Dong meant. In fact, he also knew that his behavior was a bit silly. It was obviously a love poem written to his lover, but he had to find someone else to review it.
 But he just couldn't control it and was worried.
Although Yu Dong did not give him any advice on poetry, his mentality has become much calmer now, and he no longer worries about gains and losses as before.
 “I’m leaving, you go to bed early.”
Yu Dong did not leave him alone, but pointed to the tea leaves on the table, "Don't you want to take your tea back? I won't do you any favors."
Feng Ming put away his love poems and waved his hand: "I reward you."
Not long after Feng Ming left, Liu Changmin walked in again, "What's going on with Feng Ming? I saw him leave your place, he was as happy as a big monkey, walking with wind in his eyes."
 “It’s okay, just come over and chat with me.”
“Oh, just chatting.” Liu Changmin noticed the plastic bag on the table again and laughed, “I brought you tea.”
Yu Dong asked strangely, "How do you know?"
“That’s not because I also received it. He should have sent a copy to all the teachers in the poetry reading club. I received it this morning and drank the tea. It’s really good.”
Hearing what Liu Changmin said, Yu Dong curled his lips and laughed. This old Feng was still playing tricks on him.
Yu Dong didn't mention the matter between Feng Ming and Wu Aiyuan to Liu Changmin. Although Liu Changmin could probably see something, Yu Dong was not a talkative person. It was other people's business to find out, and he would not take the initiative to expose others.
of gossip.
Yu Dong was quite happy about what happened tonight. In his heart, he hoped that Feng Ming and Wu Aiyuan could be more proactive and bold, so as not to let the tragedy of the previous life happen again.
Maybe it was the collision with him at the last poetry reading party that slightly warmed up the relationship between the two of them, or maybe it was his previous poems that inspired Feng Ming. Anyway, Feng Ming was much more proactive this time.
Liu Changmin looked at the smiling expression on Yu Dong's face and was puzzled: "It's just a bag of tea, how can you be so happy?"
Yu Dong knew that Liu Changmin had misunderstood, and he said with a smile: "Tea is good, tea is refreshing. Do you want me to make you a cup?"
Chapter completed!