My Star Teacher

This period of time can be described as ecstatic.

This is even more true for Luminous, National Day, Liu Chiyan's birthday, and then Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival, a lively reunion day after the New Year.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in Nanchang is not too lively. In general, the urban area will not be too lively. More than just family reunion, followed by the Mid-Autumn Festival activities in major shopping malls, adding some festive colors to this festival.

However, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the Yeguang family had never been in Nanchang, and went to a place where Yeguang believed that the Mid-Autumn Festival is the most lively and even more festive than the Chinese New Year.

Ji'an, Jiang'an, is a very small city. The economy is not well developed, there are no famous attractions, and there are not many local specialties, but this is a very suitable city for life.

Yeguang's grandfather and grandma's house is in this city.

Although it is in a provincial capital, there is still a short distance between the two cities, so the night light is also rare. The city did not leave too much memory for the night light, but the Mid-Autumn Festival is what makes the night light I will never forget it.

This is why this Mid-Autumn Festival, Luminous Club and Mom and Dad proposed to go to grandmother’s house for Mid-Autumn Festival. Of course, Luminous also wanted to take Liu Chiyan to meet grandfather and grandma. Liu Chiyan went to meet his upright relatives.

My grandmother and grandfather are very kind old people. They live in the country. I heard that Yeguang took his wife to visit the second elder.

My grandfather and grandmother didn't know Liu Chiyan, but she liked it too much. She also specially prepared a thick red envelope for Liu Chiyan. She praised that Liu Chiyan was handsome and luminous.

Grandma has a sentence that made Liu Chi Yan shamed for most of the day.

"This girl is nice, she looks really handsome, her butt is round and round, she can have a son!"

The patriarchal grandma's concept of patriarchality is very profound, and it can hardly be changed.

The dinner was very rich. Grandpa and grandma messed up a table of good dishes, which are all common practices, but the ingredients are good. The vegetables are all grown in their own gardens. The chickens and ducks are all freshly killed. They are very delicious.

After dinner, night fell.

Mom and Dad, and Ye Guang and Liu Chiyan went to the village ancestral hall together.

Along the way, Liu Chiyan kept looking around and called, "It's so beautiful!"

There is a custom in many places in the city of Ji’an. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, moon cakes, grapefruits, etc. will be eaten, a small table will be lit, two candles, three incense sticks will be inserted, and they will be moved outside the house and around the house. The whole house was circled with small candles one by one, and the families were next to each other, and the candlelight was suddenly connected, and the countryside was not brighter than the urban area at night, and the color of the candlelight was more prominent. Is pretty.

The village ancestral hall also has a more important program, burning fire tower.

Many people have never even heard of this term. The Mid-Autumn Festival burning fire tower is a custom with a long tradition in Ji'an. It also radiates some surrounding cities, but the source is here.

As soon as Liu Chiyan came to the village ancestral hall, he could not move.

In front of him, there was a crowd of people, and at a glance all the people were surrounded, and in the middle was a fire tower that was built with red bricks and blue tiles three to four meters high.

Several sturdy guys in the village are holding long fire sticks, constantly adding straw, pine needles and other flammable firewood to the fire tower, struggling to stir twice from time to time, the flame erupts suddenly, the fire is bursting, if it is sprayed again With some alcohol, the flame will be so hot that half of the sky will be red.

Unlike the bonfire party, there is nothing to sing and dance, but it is simply a group of people looking at the burning fire tower.

But as soon as the fire-burning boy stirred the tumbling fire and let the flames erupt, everyone would suddenly be bosomful.

Liu Chiyan had never seen such a scene before, leaning on the night light to see it with relish, even thinking to add a handful of firewood himself.

Yeguang quickly pulled her, "You got it, just look at it, you can't do the work, it's hot inside."

After watching for a long time.

Mom and Dad had gone back long ago, and the onlookers had also dispersed for the most part, and there was no scene of the previous crowd.

Liu Chiyan really refused to leave. She didn't have to wait until it was completely over before going home. She was tired when she stood, and she just found a stone pier.

Yeguang did nothing to her, only to accompany her, did not really feel the grand festival of Mid-Autumn Festival burning fire tower in Ji'an, it was difficult to experience the kind of noisy but lively lively Not unexpectedly, I got stuck immediately.

It wasn't until the blue tiles on the upper half of the fire tower were burnt red that the crowd had almost dispersed, and the event ended silently.

When Liu Chiyan went back, he was still somewhat distracted and said, "Luminous, will you bring me next year?"

Ye Guang smiled and rubbed his hair, "OK, take you if you want to come."

Come back home.

Luminous and Liu Chiyan watched the moon for a while on the roof. The moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival is indeed beautiful.

Liu Chiyan was eating a local specialty moon cake called Wafer, which is a delicious food. How to taste it, it is sweet and salty, and it has a high status in the local area. Here is In the Mid-Autumn Festival, there can be no authentic mooncakes, but there is no shortage of such wafers.

Liu Chiyan was already eating the eighth, and Yeguang quipped, "If you still eat, aren't you afraid of being fat?"

Liu Chiyan, "I'm not afraid, I'm married anyway."

Well, there is nothing wrong with this answer.

In laughter, Ye Guang's phone rang, no need to guess, I wish him a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

It's Xu Chen's call.

"Small night, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Where is the wave? This big scene on Weibo tonight, I didn't see you bubbling."

Ye Guang smiled, "Where is the holiday in the country, now watching the moon, what happened to Weibo?"

Xu Chen: "Don't you know? Weibo launched a nationwide Mid-Autumn Festival poetry event this year. The top one million bonus, you are not a poet, just go and show it."

Ye Guang laughed, "Farewell, I still don't blend."

Xu Chen was busy, "Don't ah, I'm calling to let you come, and a guy stepped on you on Weibo."

Luminous for a moment, he asked, "What's the situation?"

Xu Chen explained, "Women, this guy is also a poet like you. He made a poem tonight, and he @@you specifically, let you come to Bibi, and talk about the new generation of poets to discuss and exchange. Everyone I have been waiting for you for a day, and I haven’t seen you show up. Many people said that you are afraid of it. That’s not obvious to me. I called you.”

I chatted with Xu Chen again, and Ye Guang understood it.

Today Mid-Autumn Festival, many business malls, and websites have some activities, Weibo also opened an event, Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, this is an event for everyone to open a house, everyone can participate, starting at 8 pm, until 12 pm At the end, during the period, the most poems won the first prize, and one million bonuses can be obtained. Other rankings also have some rewards, but they are far away from the first place. The second place event has a prize of 50,000 and the third place. Or you can get a bonus of 30,000, and the fourth and fifth prizes are 10,000. From the fifth place, every two lower places will get a bonus of 1,000. That is to say, the sixth and seventh prizes will be 9,000 and the seventh and eighth prizes will be 8,000, And so on.

Ye Guang looked at the time, and it was already ten to forty. He quickly logged into Weibo with his mobile phone and saw the activity of writing poems by the people on top.

Ye Guang was not very interested in this activity. One million was not interested in anything. In fact, he didn’t know at all today, but when Xu Chen said that someone specifically stepped on him, Ye Guang was not happy.

You write your poems, we have nothing to do with you, so why do you step on us?

Ye Guang looked at Weibo for a while.

There are really many people who find that Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will participate. However, many netizens mostly participate with a play mentality and make some poems that make people laugh.

For example, this song: Birds with no right to fly, people without money disappeared.The tasting cakes are stale, and they only survive the Mid-Autumn Festival.

And this song: the moonlight in front of the bed, there is no cake.Looking up at the moon, bow your head and smell the cake.

I have to say that the netizens' waves are really nothing to the sea.

Of course, there are some good works among them, and Yeguang sees some very good poems written by netizens.

Jiaoyue stared at the sky, leaving her head bowed and thinking.

It's not uncommon to have a lack of money, why should you stumble upon each other?

This poem is a poem made by a netizen.

This Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will have a voting list, and Ye Guang also looked at it. The level of verses on the list is much higher. There are no spoofed verses by netizens, and most of them are very good.

Jade Rabbit flew into the cold, and the lunar spheres were in the sky.

In the sky and moon in the sky, Chang'e danced in full sleeves.

This poem is one of the list, and Ye Guang feels very good. At present, in the Weibo Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, the vote is ranked 15th in the list.

The list will show the 50 poems with the most votes, but the first page only shows fifteen, so strictly speaking, only the first page can be regarded as the real list.

Looking up, every poem on the list is very good. Ye Guang also saw several familiar names from the poets' signatures of these poems, all well-known scholars or poets.

At the top of the list is a man named Wen Cai.

This person Yeguang didn't know originally, and knew that this person still called Xu Chen and Yeguang said earlier, that is, this person posted on Weibo @, let him come to discuss the tricks.

According to Xu Chen, Wencai, originally called Wencai, was a treasure of talent, but perhaps he felt that the word Cai was tacky, and changed Cai to Cai Cai.

This man is indeed quite powerful, he has not embarrassed his name, he is not very young, he is just twenty-eight years old, he has been a writer who has published several best-selling books, and he is also a poet. Here, he is the most popular, and at the same time, he is also the youngest member of the former provincial writing association.

Why is it a predecessor?

Knowing this information, Ye Guang had some understanding, and it’s no wonder that he would even write a poem and even @ stamped on it.

Yeguang grabbed his limelight. Jealousy separated him. If there is a chance, of course, I want to grab the limelight back.