Chapter 33

As soon as Wang Huan's poem came out, the whole audience was silent!

The audience at the bottom don't know much about poetry. They don't know whether it is good or bad, but poetry has its own temperament.

A really good poem doesn't need a strong critic at all. Anyone just knows the words and feels a slight shiver at a glance.

This is good poetry!

Good poetry is not a pile of sentences at all, but an emotion and an artistic conception.

This broken chapter, in another world, is almost the peak of modern poetry.

Why does Wang Huan know this poem? Because it appears in historical materials, the materials instilled by the eschatological tower include the history of literature, and this poem appears in the history of modern literature, so Wang Huan memorized it.

Of course, he was worried that this poem also existed in this world, so he spent a few hours in the Internet cafe before starting, just to search for some articles and poems he prepared, whether there were any in this world.

If he didn't after the search, he copied it safely.

The audience may not understand it, but Han Qiu and the other three writers have a high level of appreciation.

In an instant, all four were stunned.

If Zhuang Jun's poem just now is top-grade, Wang Huan's poem is top-grade.

Isn't it ridiculous for an athlete to make such a poem?

Cold autumn also seems