【The rain all night】
【My love overflows like rain】
【Fallen leaves in the yard】
【Thick stack with my longing】
【A few words of right and wrong】
【I can’t cool my enthusiasm】
[You appear on every page in my poem]
Time is coming to the turn of summer and autumn in 2005, and the Chinese music scene is the era when Allen’s Golden Melody dominates the list, and the title of the king began to be mentioned by countless people.
Mei Fang, who is 9 years old and 10 years old, has officially entered the fourth grade.
At that intersection where he had never made a choice in his previous life, Mei Fang persuaded his parents on the grounds that he wanted to learn more computer knowledge and asked him to attend an electronic teaching class with Xia Yuan’s mother, Mrs. Yu, as the head teacher.
Xia Yuan was still popular with her classmates in her class. This is not only because of her identity as the daughter of the head teacher, Teacher Yu, but also her angel personality and sweet and cute appearance are enough to make her a topic.
Of course, she did not disappoint her mother’s expectations in her studies. As a Chinese learning committee member, she ranked among the best in her Chinese grades in the class, but her mathematics was a bit biased towards subjects.
During this period, Teacher Yu implemented the study mutual aid group plan in the class. Xia Yuan became a deskmate with a student with excellent math grades to achieve the goal of mutual help –
“It’s time for morning reading, so you are not allowed to sleep in. You have to start memorizing.”
Xia Yuan pushed Mei Fang, who was dozing off on the table with her elbow, and stopped until he moved.
“Huh…time passes too fast.”
Mei Fang yawned lazily and took out the textbook reluctantly.
Although it has been three years since rebirth, Mei Fang still has not been able to get used to the days when he will get up at six or seven o’clock.
“Did you play games at home until late last night?”
Mei Fang held her cheek and stared at the textbook blankly, as if she was still in a confused state, which made Xia Yuan a little angry.
“I said you, no matter how good the grades are, you can’t work so hard. Learning is like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat. You see, you only got 99 points in math last time, which is a big step back from 100 points before.”
“Does I just need to finish what I want to memorize today, and you won’t bother me anymore?”
Mei Fang flipped through the Chinese textbook, “It seems that you only need to memorize two poems today?”
In Chinese morning reading, primary school students have the task of reciting poetry texts. Those who are the first to memorize poetry and essays in front of the teacher have the right to check the memorization of other students.
“Don’t read only two poems, it’s a lot of effort to recite…”
Xia Yuan, as a class representative, was with her mother last nightAfter memorizing the poem, “I memorized it for an hour last night!”
“What’s the difficulty? I will recite it to you now.”
Mei Fang closed the textbook, thought for a while and spoke.
“A set sun spreads in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It’s a pity on the third night of the September 20th, the dew is like a real pearl and moon like a bow.”
“Well… “There’s no problem with “The Song of the Dujiang River”, the next song is Su Shi’s “Inscription on the West Forest Wall”. ”
Xia Yuan was worried that Mei Fang had just peeked and pressed the textbook, “I said, you can’t read the book now, otherwise you have to memorize it again.”
“Since that’s the case, why don’t we add a code?”
Mei Fang smiled slightly with her eyes closed, “If I can recite it, will you write the homework for me tonight?”
“Then…” Xia Yuan pouted her mouth, “What if you can’t recite it?”
“You said.”
Xia Yuan seized the opportunity.
“Last time you promised us to go to the Cultural Plaza to play roller skating together, but we never fulfilled it! If you can’t recite it, you will accompany me for whatever you say this weekend.”
“No problem!”
Mei Fang coughed lightly, and then began his performance:
“Looking from the horizontal, it looks like a mountain, with different heights and heights.”
“…” Xia Yuan looked a little surprised.
“I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu—”
Xia Yuan bit her lips tightly and looked at Mei Fang with eager eyes. Mei Fang glanced at her, and then pretended to be meditative and thought for a long time.
Well…