Recently, Lao Zhao, the owner of a fruit shop in Zhuji, Zhejiang Province, is on fire
He often writes poems in the circle of friends
“Screaming” to sell fruit
People call him “Wild Poet”
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Lao Zhao He sells fruit during the day and writes poetry at night
he wrote more than 300 poems in 6 years
he said, “Daily life is the source of inspiration for writing poetry
I I love life and will keep writing”
Selling fruit during the day and writing poetry at night
He is the “wild poet” of the fruit shop
Lao Zhao’s full name is Zhao Jie, 47 years old this year
he only has a junior high school education
never studied poetry, nor rhythm
Mentioning the original “fruit poetry”
He said that he liked poetry since he was a child
I write essays and record my life when I have nothing to do
“fruits are colorful
like a colorful life
look at them and you will associate some content
I will write a few sentences according to the shape, color and taste”
Lao Zhao used romantic poems
to give emotion to the fruits he sells
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Plums will “sing” and durians are fragrant
Each fruit has its own character
Lao Zhao’s creation time is late at night
every day after the fruit shop is closed and locked
he will be alone Staying in the store for an hour
“As soon as the door closes, I have my own world”
It’s nighttime
Lao Zhao’s thoughts and inspirations during the day Beaded into a thread
Li Chengcheng a small poem
Many friends like his “fruit poem”
Poetry lovers also come to the store specially< /p>
“Study” poetry with him and buy some fruit by the way
Be optimistic even if life is difficult
“Many people and events inspired and moved me”
200 1 year, Lao Zhao and his wife came to Zhejiang to make a living
Have worked odd jobs, set up stalls, and sold old books
6 years later opened a “Lao Zhao Fruit Shop”< /p>
The couple rely on integrity
Have a good reputation in the local area
Talk about more than 20 years of hard work
Even though life is not easy, old age Zhao also faces optimistically
“I will pick up the poems when my life is good
record the daily passing of people and moments of life
I learn from it Also inspired and moved”
Sometimes inspiration comes suddenly
He remembers a few key points Words are on paper
In order to keep records at any time
Paper and pen are always in Lao Zhao’s pocket and car
△He recorded the poem on the ledger and on the sales slip
“A boulevard leading to urban and rural areas
You are a thick look< /p>
You are the yearning for the publicity…”
This poem titled “Green Road”
It took Lao Zhao 20 minutes to write hastily by the roadside
“The other day I went to harvest watermelons and passed a tree-lined road
melon sheds and rice fields, city and countryside
at both ends of the road, this is life. !
I hurriedly stopped and tore a piece of paper to write”
Lao Zhao wrote more than 300 poems in 6 years
Every time he was busy with his work
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He chats and talks with “poetry friends”
In this way, he can forget the trivialities and troubles of life
find peace of mind
also Make life more fun
△ “Poetry and distance, let go of your hesitation and bravely go your own way.” Lao Zhao posted on the fruit Essays in the store.
Now the business is getting better and better
Lao Zhao still has a simple wish
Now, Lao Zhao’s business is getting better and better
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Life is also happy and happy
But in Lao Zhao’s opinion
Life is always the first, and writing poetry is the second
“ Don’t live well
Children, old people
What poems do you write?”
Lao Zhao also has a simple wish
Prepare to record the stories of 108 small shops
Nearby breakfast shops and dry cleaners
Or the old lady who sells watermelon on the street, the sanitation worker who cleans
the customer who comes to buy fruit, the old man who sells balloons
these down-to-earth scenes
It is the source of his inspiration
“Every store, every person is a story
I want to record them and life through poetry
I hope one day
to sort out these scattered pieces of paper
read to my wife and children
let them feel the beauty of life”< /p>
“The fruity fragrance in front of you, and the distance in your heart”
One props up life, the other burns Heartbroken
Like Lao Zhao who loves life