Brother Yang looked at her, “Teacher Leng, I have a different view. If we are talking about derisive poems, then Zhang Ye can be said to be the most domineering in the country. He can indeed compare with those literary masters. “Dead Water”, “The Answer”, or even that lamenting “Prisoner’s Song” and “My Confession”, “The Song of the Stormy Petrel” too. In this regime, Zhang Ye has reached the peak. I have to admit it, but in terms of love poems, Zhang Ye’s works are basically blank. That “See Me or Not” is not considered a love poem. If one really wanted to count, that “Flying bird and fish” would be one. Hence, in terms of diversity and comprehensiveness, Zhang Ye is still inferior to those masters.”
The woman said, “I’ve heard of ‘Flying bird and fish’. It was very good.”
Teacher Leng laughed, “Just one ‘Flying bird and fish’ is enough.”
Brother Yang said, “But seriously, ‘Flying bird and fish’ is also ‘The furthest distance in the world. At most, it’s just a yearning towards love, and not purely a love poem. At least that’s how I understand it. Hence, in the poetry system, where love is heavily weighted, Zhang Ye has yet to prove himself with his works. If he can produce another modern poem that shows the appreciation of love, then I will acknowledge him as a master.”