"Music Fan Yangke" is a representative masterpiece of the short stories of Polylan writer Xian Kevich, showing the pursuit of a poor child's life, full of deep sympathy and humanitarian care.

Xianke Vich is Ye Li's favorite writer. This writer is not only the most brilliant model writer in the history of Polish literature, but even in 1905, he defeated Russia's national soul with the historical novel "Where are you going" in 1905 and defeated the national soul of Russia.

Tolstoy, won the Nobel Prize in Literature of that year.

And the Swedish jury even believes that his novels have opened up the era of Xiankevic in the history of literature.

And this music fan Yang Ke, if Ye Li remembers correctly, there is an abbreviation version of such an article in his primary school textbook.

Ye Li mixed the story in his narrative, and slowly wrote it.

After he wrote that Yang Ke was born, he was dying, and he lived to ten years old. Although his mother loved her children, he often hit him.

Yang Ke likes to listen to music. He often holds the basket to pick wild fruit. As a result, he only knew the sound of the forest. After returning, she was hit by a wooden spoon to cry.

At this point, Ye Li pen paused, and his eyes looked out of the window.

A cold wind came in from the window and hit Ye Li's arm. The spring was cold, and Ye Li's hand shook a few times.

There are some yellow leaves flying outside the window. I do n’t know where to go, lost, and there is nothing on the empty branches.

Ye Li remembered his countless efforts in previous lives, but he did not succeed, and even his loved ones did not agree with him. He felt that he could not become a big device.

Even in this life, his growth has suffered such setbacks. He thought he could help his father in his early age, but the other party had to let his novels die!

Ye Li has a huge power hidden in his heart.

He continued to write.

He wrote that Yang Ke went to work in a landlord's house. When he was free, he made a small piano with thin wooden boards and ponytails, and he could only make a sound like a flies and mosquitoes.

And in Qinghuang, he almost starved to death, because he often could only live on the desire of eating raw carrots and possessing a small piano ...

Writing here, Ye Li looked up.

Li Li is no longer the month, I don't know where to go.

And Xue Ting's worried eyes are getting stronger.

There were some whispering voices around: "I didn't expect him to make a column in the newspaper!"

"But if you want to write an article temporarily, I'm afraid it is difficult? I think his articles in newspapers, you need to use a lot of information, and you can write slowly. If you are on the spot, you will be afraid of losing the standard?

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A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Kota's mouth.

Xianke's microscopic novels are written in the brushwork close to history. Without any external premise, the child's unique sensitivity to music is released.

No matter how hard the conditions and the family life are barren, Xiao Yang Ke can bred his unique life ideal, and isn't this just like himself?

No wonder today I feel that some people look at their eyes with a hint of pity and a hint of doubts, just as Yang Ke is questioned. It turned out that his novel was blocked!

But even if the world questioned again, he still has to grow!

Ye Li's hand was faster. After his concentration and condensing, the following article also wrote the shout of his heart.

He wrote that the servant of the manor had a small piano, and Yang Ke was often stunned in the cattle, so that he could take a good look at the violin.

One night, there was no one in the dining room, and Yang Ke's desire came to the limit.

Then Yang Ke approached the violin step by step, because he heard that Niu Jian was gently said: "Go, Yang Ke! No one in the dining room. Go, Yang Ke!"

Then, after Yang Ke accidentally touched the strings, he was caught as a thief and was caught by a miserable meal.

When the child was beaten, "Mom! Mom" ​​screamed, but it was getting lower and lower. Until the sound could not be made, Ye Li felt that his heart was almost exploded.

The contradiction of the child's desire is so realistic, making him so unable to breathe.

And it was the feeling of being suppressed by the world that was suppressed by the cultural audit and could not breathe.

I struggled desperately, but the ruthless whip was still hitting it.

Is it unwilling?

Ye Li noticed that Li took a teacher to nearby at this moment, arguing with each other, and occasionally looking at him at him. The teacher was still looking at the table on his hand.

This little Nobel Prize in Literature is a good time, and those judges seem to have arrived at the literary society at this moment and start reading the article.

These writers have become fame, but they are still doing their minds for this little Nobel Literature Award, so even if they can not give others privileges.

I am afraid that there is not much time, right?

But, what about that?

I want to write such a story to resonate with others and the shouts of others.

The Cultural Audit Office calls for the writing of the works that deviate from the main cultural melody in order to attract the attention of people, which is a contempt for Chinese classical works.

So, what is the main theme of culture? Is it the classical style of adhering to the rules?

Real literature has always been advancing with the times and progressing with the society. As long as it can cause the shouts of others' inner thoughts, this is literature. As long as you write true emotional works, that is, literature, why restrict its style, limit restrictions

What is the way?

Is the ancient cultural imprisonment, the ancient ** is exactly the same?

So Ye Li chose this article and chose this western writing. He wanted to use this article to prove that he was not wrong.

Ye Li's gaze seemed to see the distance. Those who were the cultural audit department smiled, and cut their articles into fragments with a knife!

"I want to let them know that my literary power is the same as Yang Ke's power. Even if it is killed, I will not yield!"

At this moment, the time is getting faster and closer to the ringtone of the get out of class.

In the distance, it seemed to have Xue Ting's worries, with the worry of the cold beauty, and had the same monthly argument with the teacher.

Ye Li felt that the power began to flush, and his hand speed was faster, and then he wrote the most moving part of the article.

He wrote down that even when Yang Ke died, he asked his mother and said whether God would give him a piano.

After he wrote that when Yang Ke died, his mother's sturdy chest had a gloomy grief, she fell on the box like a crazy crying scene.

He wrote that the landlord and his wife came back and praised their country as an artist's gathering. As long as talented people can get lucky and discovered.

Then he wrote the last sentence: "The poplar trees rang on Yang Ke's grave ..."
Chapter completed!