Pingyang Style was created by Lei Pingyang, a Yunnan poet and a national first-class writer. According to Baidu, the founder of Pingyang Sports is also an award-winning professional, and has won numerous awards.
His masterpiece "Thirty-three tributaries of Lancang River in Lanping County" won the Lu Xun Literature Award. Because his surname is Lei, we see thunder rolling: Lancang River flows from county to Beidian Township in Lanping County/to south 1km/ to Tongdian River in southeast/to 6km/ to Deqing River in southwest/to 4km/ to Namuzhuo River in southeast/to 3km/ to Paihe River in southeast.
Is this a poem? A bunch of professors and judges said categorically that this is a poem and it is a good poem. It's a Pingyang style created by Lord Lei Gong. If others write like this again, it will not be poetry, and it will be vulgar! I hope this kind of good poem won't win the grand prize. As for who should take Lu Xun's coffin board, that's another story.
"The lonely sail is blue, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky." It's also about Jiang. It is said that Li Taibai has been suffering from depression since watching Pingyang style. He has been chanting: "The original poem can be written like this. Why didn't I think of that? " I said to him, "Li Shixian, you are lucky if you live in contemporary poetry and are not killed by lightning."
Second, pear body, disaster level: 10.
The pear style was originally created by Zhao Lihua, a national first-class writer and famous poet. Netizens nicknamed it "Master of Pear Blossom". The key to the creation of pear-shaped poems lies in pressing enter.
A casual vernacular, divided into lines is poetry. There is no doubt that my pie is the best in the world. Another example: an ant comes/another ant comes/there are a group of ants behind.
Pear shape once detonated the Internet, which seriously rubbed the IQ of China poets. Of course, pear flower leaders are also very wronged, saying that they have been spoofed and abused by cyber violence.
He also said that this eventually attracted public attention to poetry. Uh-huh, public attention. The problem is that the public is no longer concerned about poetry, but about how people at this level become writers and poets.
I couldn't help but write a pear: there is no doubt/that your climbing skills are the best in the world. The appearance of pear shape finally broke the public's yearning for poetry, and everyone suddenly found that the threshold of the original poet was so low. As long as they can press enter, Tom, Dick and Harry can get rid of the poet's addiction.
Third, nonsense. Disaster level: 10.
The originator of nonsense is Yang Li, who is also an award-winning professional. Wulitou, a masterpiece, has reached a high level, saying that it will take about 500 years to become obsolete.
Stupid people are blind, so naturally they can't see the beauty of nonsense. Here we want to extract a few words for experts to taste. Sex: on the high breast/on the other breast/between breasts/the whole world/waiting quietly/A.D.1on the night of August 3rd, 980/it was raining in Mao Mao/I fired my first shot in life/it was dark all around/only Yang Li's bloodshot glans shone slightly red ... The following 300 words were omitted.
Yang Li was still unfinished, and then wrote: "This is the beating of the cannon, this is the cannon of the cannon." It is one sentence after another, and through the superposition of nonsense, an unprecedented cannon poem was finally born.
Looking at this nonsense, I obviously feel that it is the voice of a wretched uncle who has entered the obscene world. It's really wet I just want to ask bravely, everyone says that poetry can sing. Uncle Yang, can you recite this poem "Sex" in front of the children? Hey, don't say anything. I'll find some hydrochloric acid to wash everyone's eyes.
Fourth, the lower body, disaster level: 10.
The founder of lower body poetry is Shen Haobo. According to Baidu, Shen Haobo is a professional poet. I don't know when the poet became a profession. Seeing that he has won many awards, we can see that he has done this profession well enough to pamper him.
As the saying goes, I have long known that this poet is actually a top player in the field of psychosexuality. Look at his "good chest": I stared at her as soon as she got on the bus/her chest was high/her ass was bulging/(omitted below 100 words).
Professional poets have such a hobby, imagining a mother and daughter, which is not enough. Must be put into action, so the poet became a salty pig: on the bus/the girl with big breasts and fat buttocks/filled me with the impulse to do the case (omitted below 100 words).
After all, it is easy to commit a crime to be a salty pig's hand, so he still wants to find the same kind of people with the same bad smell, so he wrote a poem "Female Poet": "Female Poet/I love reading her poems/every time I read them/I have an impulse to fuck her (and I want to omit a hundred words).
He is a professional poet, a psychosexuality general, and even a prince of av. In private, he has learned the essentials of pouring, poking, stirring and shaking thoroughly. As for the thirty-six strokes and seventy-two styles, they have long been integrated.
So he pierced the body and soul of the poetess in his poems and made her bleed. I'm curious how this erotic madman who only stared at three inches below his navel became a professional poet. And we can get along well. It is not surprising that China's poetry has gone from bad to worse, because there are such obscene figures in the poetry circle.
Fifth, the stool body. Disaster level: 9.
The founder of shit poetry is Xu homesickness. He is also the leader of the junk poetry school. A man who created two schools of poetry is really a great man.
Xu homesickness is good at finding inspiration in the place where grains are circulating. As long as he is provided with a toilet, he can take off his clothes, squat down, stare at the yellow and white things under his legs, take a deep breath, and he can immediately write poems in generate.
I only heard him chanting in the toilet: "crouch on the back cornice/toilet paper follow me/I don't think about anything at this time/whether the two sessions have been successfully held/whether the United States should fight Iraq/not think about it ... The most important thing for me now is to pull the shit out/get happiness from the friction between the shit and the anus". Unexpectedly, his happiness is so simple.
He can also get a sense of security from shit: "Where there is shit, there is anus/where there is anus, there is smoke/just climb mountains and mountains." And shit can also inspire him: "clothes are full of belly/belly is full of intestines/intestines are full of shit."
This is similar to what Mr. Lu Xun said that some people can "think of their thighs from their toes and their genitals from their thighs." He said: "A crop, a flower, all depends on dung." I said, "There are wonderful things in the poem, all of which are fed by shit." A closer look shows that there are quite a few people who write shit in the poetry circle. No wonder there is always a foul smell in the poetry circle
Six, nude poetry, disaster level: ten.
Representative: Su. Sorry, I don't know any of his poems. I still remember that when the pear body detonated the network, it was faced with public criticism.
Modern poets have suddenly changed their true colors. They no longer call each other's poems shit. What shakes the industry of modern poetry should be the fear of netizens' anger. They began to rally in support of Master Lihua, and also organized a poetry recital.
Sue, who has always been unknown, suddenly stripped off her clothes on the stage and let her upside-down penis face the audience at six o'clock. Can't you be more passionate? As soon as Sue became famous, the face of modern poetry really hung up. At that time, the judiciary acted quickly and sent him to the detention center unceremoniously.
When it comes to weathering, it's really hard to distinguish between modern poets and hooligans. Breaking the piano makes a poem famous, and undressing makes a poem famous. The difference is that our works have been passed down through the ages, while Su's works have been neglected.
This guy couldn't get along anymore, so he turned out all his poems and moved them to the street to be weighed and sold, 100 yuan a catty. God, he has created so many poems that he can sell them by weight, which shows that he has to get up early every day to do poetry morning exercises.
He can write and create so many poems, how brilliant modern poetry should be. It is said that Emperor Qianlong wrote 40,000 poems in his life, but none of them could be circulated. After learning that Su's poems were priced and sold, he finally couldn't help crying.
Seventh, enter the tea body. Disaster level: level 8.
Zhou Xiaotian, a famous professor and poet, imitated Li Bai's "drinking". After winning the Lu Xun Literature Prize, he was criticized for his plain poems, and netizens ridiculed him as a news poem and a doggerel.
I'm too lazy to read his award-winning works such as Into Tea. In all fairness, compared with the pseudo-poets listed above, Zhou Xiaotian's poetry level is much higher, at least he knows the rhythm, although he often commits crimes. At least he knows that words should have content, although his emotional style is not high.
Although he often comes up with a drool poem like "China people fight for breath by not eating steamed bread at 800 million yuan". Although he also showed the petty-bourgeois mentality of "Mao Gong died in the beginning of the year, and the fragrant wind blew thousands of miles overnight", he despised the workers and peasants and teased the lower-class women engaged in the foot washing industry.
But I have always insisted that he is not a disciple of Zhang Dayou. He is essentially different from those modern poets who write poems to spoof. What I don't like most is his literary works, which always show the brilliance of his poems with so-called "everyone" and polite mutual praise.
In the face of fierce doubts on the internet, I can also lightly excuse myself. Even this copy of "Jiangjin Tea" is unreasonable and rhymes awkwardly. In terms of grammar and emotional motivation, it is still different from Jiang. What is there to be complacent about?
It's really a must in poetry to be so immodest and boastful. This megalomaniac mentality, which regards the world as a layman, is very poisonous and corrupts the poetic style. He himself was still streaking wildly on the evil road of doggerel, and finally gave birth to today's old yellow corpus luteum himself.
For a moment, I was cheap, so I couldn't help but make a prize to join in the fun: I heard again today that thunder came from the sky, and the dispute between Lu and the prize fell. Today, I heard that the bachelor's degree is called Chixian, and the Tiger List and Phoenix Pool are very famous. If you are proud of your life, you will definitely win the prize. Don't be nameless and mourn alone. Since God has given talents, let them be used! Give me the Half-Life Meritorious Award. Do you like cooking wine when making tea?
Always take a trophy. Brother Xun was stunned. The cup has stopped. Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me clearly: literary talent is not expensive enough, and it is difficult to walk on the high road. The ancient scribes were embarrassed and became famous without oil. Pear blossoms opened thousands of trees yesterday, and sesame cakes were a riot. Why does everyone scoff at the lack of talent, but they insist on acting with Iraq? The mutton body is oiled every week, and the judges cover up the ugliness in one sentence, and the bonus will digest the sorrow of the ages.
Eighth, the "sleeper" body, the disaster level: six.
Sleeping Body was written by Yu Xiuhua, a peasant woman. She became famous in the world of poetry with a song "Sleeping You Half Way through China". As a low-level writer, her persistence is commendable, and the means of becoming famous is despicable.
She wrote: "In fact, you are almost the same as being slept by you/nothing more than the force of collision between two bodies/nothing more than a flower pushed away by this force." Flowers can still bloom because of sleeping or being slept, which reminds me of willow leaf disease and the slogan of telegraph pole doctor. However, she still enjoys it and is persistent: "Press countless nights into a dawn and sleep with you."
After sleeping in China for more than half a year, she finally became a poet, soon abandoned her family and got divorced, and became the vice chairman of a local writers' association.
Yu Xiuhua's writing feeling is still very good, but in the utilitarian environment, she finally couldn't bear loneliness and got into the muddy water. It is said that poetry expresses ambition. When the poet's ambition is to sleep or be slept, the degradation of poetry is unstoppable. With the "Sleeping Man" being translated into foreign languages and becoming popular internationally, China's modern poems are finally humiliated again.
Ninth, old yellow corpus luteum, disaster level: five.
Old Huang Huang just appeared recently. The founders were Wang and Wang of Xuzhou, and the details could not be verified.
Understanding the writing characteristics of Huang's corpus luteum has obviously won the essence of "old withered body", a malignant tumor in poetry. Wang's "Yulouchun" with "Old Yellow Pipa" was unanimously recognized by the judges of the competition and won the highest award in one fell swoop. He won a bonus of 1 10,000 yuan, which also triggered a warm spit from netizens.
Let's take a look at his masterpiece: "Since the land contract, it seems difficult to spare enough energy. Because of the reassurance, Tian Chang's golden man gained weight. Every villa is lined up, and the high yield is not worried about online sales. Xiaokang is an old emperor, so he has to roll up his sleeves and work hard. "
At first glance, I thought that Zhang Zongchang, a poet of the Republic of China, who wrote the famous sentence "Mount Tai looks at black from a distance, and the top is fine and the bottom is thick", had crossed over to the present. Whenever there are epigrams, there are always fixed rhymes.
This jingle-style vernacular, coupled with the elegant epigraph of "Yulouchun", had to fool the judges of the 46-level contest. Zhou Xiaotian, the judge of this contest, is a master who won the Lu Xun Literature Award for painting oil paintings. He has a poor eye for pigs and finally found a bosom friend who paints oil paintings.
This fake work of hanging sheep's head and selling dog meat was awarded the first card, which is actually the biggest insult to all the contestants. To paraphrase Cui Yongyuan, whoever dares to contribute will dare to accept it. If so, I don't know how many descendants who study poetry will be dragged down.
Tenth, contemporary poetry critics, disaster level: twelve.
It can be said that behind every pseudo-poet there are a group of ambiguous poetry critics. They are amiable and can always create all kinds of new terms and expressions to promote the bad works of pseudo-poets.