"Xiao Di, don't let the science students be so arrogant. Hurry up!" In the autumn evening, Xia Weiwei, who just finished dating Wu Di, said to Wu Di.

The fiery red maple leaves fluttered in the wind and fell one after another, setting off an inexplicable atmosphere.

Wu Di looks more and more indifferent. She can always hide all her emotions so that people can't see it at all.

"Since Weiwei said so, of course I will." Wu Di showed a soft smile, while Xia Weiwei sat next to Wu Di and waited for her work.

At this time, Wu Di, who accumulated his emotions to the peak, wrote such a three element love letter——

The crab is peeling my shell and the notebook is writing about me.

All over the sky, I fell on maple leaves and snowflakes.

And you're thinking about me.

When writing this work, Wu Di looked at the maple leaves without focus. She felt like she had entered another world and blocked Xia Weiwei's excited voice.

When Wu Di's three line love poem full of aura and emotion appeared in the three line love letter competition, it won countless praise in a short time. It reversed at the last moment, defeated Zhao Yehua and saved the dignity of liberal arts students.

Even many science students admit that this three line love letter is really wonderful to read and has an indescribable charm.

Love letters also contain deep emotions.

There are a lot of great people in Zhongdu University. Some liberal arts students can't write good works themselves, but they are right in commenting on their works.

Many people think this three element love letter is very good, but they don't know what's good. At this time, it's time for them to analyze the emperor.

A liberal arts student with the online name of "fat man flying and flying" commented in a very proud tone: "it is worthy of being a genius Wu Di. He can write such works full of aura. Let me analyze in detail what is good about this three element love letter. "

"'The crab is peeling my shell and the notebook is writing about me '- I couldn't help laughing at the first sight. At the beginning, it makes no sense. For people like me who laugh strangely, it's a little stimulating and childish. Love is a sharp tool to reduce IQ. It can make mature adults instantly become children controlled by emotions and emotions, a bit of fantasy, A little strange little romance, because these are impossible things, but the person who is obsessed firmly believes in existence, a angry child, stubborn and pouting; It's like an adult, sighing, regretting, and still holding a glimmer of hope. "

"'I fall on maple leaves and snowflakes all over the sky '- the romantic atmosphere has been dense from here, and the colors in the poems have also begun to be reflected here. Warm red and cold white are like warm love meets ruthless indifference. The' all over the sky 'creates everywhere all the time, just like a desire, Hope spreads around that person and surrounds her (him) all the time, which is like a trace of distress revealed in the disordered picture. "

"'and you're thinking about me '- are you thinking about me? Actually, I'm thinking of you. Because the person who peels the crab shell is me, the person who writes in the notebook is me, it is also me to see the snowflakes falling on the maple leaves, and it is only me who is thinking of you in the end. And are you thinking about me? Actually, I hope you're thinking about me. Because I fantasize that crabs are peeling my shell and let you see the weak inside; I'm imagining that my notebook is writing about me, which can let you see those words I can't say. It's written on my face from the first time you see me; I am imagining myself falling on the maple leaves and snowflakes, embracing them with the momentum of the sky, just as I want to hug you, with strong enthusiasm and desire; In fact, I'm imagining that you're thinking about me, but it's just a nonsense idea, from the beginning of the poem to the end of the poem. "

"So are you thinking about me? It seems to be just my wishful thinking. Because crabs don't peel my shell; Because the notebook won't write me; Because I didn't fall on the maple leaves and snowflakes like a fantasy. "

……

[fat man flies and flies] as a liberal arts student, the poetry analysis written is full of literary flavor, which is very in line with the appetite of liberal arts students. They also feel that [fat man flies and flies] has analyzed the connotation of this poem.

Some science students said that this analysis was "too long to see". The former science student [lqngjg], who fired a map gun at liberal arts students, still couldn't help mocking when a group of liberal arts students were elated after Wu Di's three line poem surpassed Zhao Yehua: "in the final analysis, you are just a group of waste except Wu Di, Even the analysis of poetry is so confused. In fact, this poem has only two meanings. "

"I admit that I didn't understand it the first time. When I read it again, I suddenly realized that it was wonderful. This three-line poem has two meanings: the first layer, read all in reverse, I peel the crab shell, I write a notebook, and all the snowflakes and maple leaves fall on me. I'm thinking of you. On the second floor, these are impossible. Crabs can't peel my shell, notebooks can't write about me, I can't fall on maple leaves and snowflakes, and you can't miss me. It's common sense to come over, and it's curiosity hunting in turn. I think you are natural, you think I am incredible. Summary: painful unrequited love. "

"You see, poetry analysis should be so concise. What's the significance of [fat man flying and flying] writing so many literary Lyric analysis. Liberal arts students are like this. They can never grasp the key points! "

"Of course, I want to apologize to Wu Di, who wrote such a wonderful poem. She is the brightest gem in today's literary world."

……

Wu Di's three line love poem once again proves her unparalleled talent in poetry.

This poem, after being sent to the microblog by Wu Di's image management team, has been wildly reprinted. Now many people already know that on the surface, Wu Di's poem means "I'm thinking of you", but in fact, Wu Di means "you can't miss me".

So, is there such a man in the world who is the object of Wu Di's writing this poem?

When this question was raised, it was discussed more and more. The reason is very simple. Wu Di has reached the age of love, and it is normal to like others. However, if there is such a man, he is too happy and stupid to know Wu Di's girl mind.

Which man would refuse Wu Di's secret love?

When Wu Di saw the poem and the analysis of the poem, he had returned to the capital. He immediately wanted to contact Wu Di, but found that the other party had ignored him anyway.

Wu Di thought he was too dead... However, he also found that he actually enjoyed the feeling of invading Xia Weiwei.

If only both of them would marry him, he suddenly had such a bold idea.

You are all my wings!