The last time Xixi saw Yu Xiaowei was two weeks later on a Friday afternoon, when she and Lan Xin were on their way to a reading class. And Teacher Lai, who gave them a reading class, brought Yu Xiaowei to the class.

When she said that Yu Xiaowei was one of the outstanding students in the third grade and won the second place in the recitation competition last semester, Xixi and many first-grade children were amazed at this "senior" sister.

Most of the children who come to the reading class are more serious in their studies, so where can the naughty children stand up and sit down to read obediently?

"It's really amazing!" Xixi couldn't help but violate the discipline and muttered to Lan Xin in a low voice.

"What's so powerful? She can win second place without speaking, and if I go up, I will definitely win first place!" Lan Xin said confidently.

"But...... But ......" Xixi originally wanted to refute, but for a while she found that she didn't know how to refute.

It seems that Lan Xin has a lot of sense!

However, soon, Teacher Lai also encouraged Yu Xiaowei to perform a poetry recitation for everyone.

"Reading this word, take it apart, the first word is to read, to see with the eyes, and the second word is to read, to read with the mouth. Teacher Lai also said a big truth, "The ancients said, read a book a hundred times, and see its righteousness." Nowadays, many children are still unable to recognize many words and have no way to understand the meaning of complex sentences, but it doesn't matter, you follow the teacher, read it aloud, read it several times, and naturally understand its meaning and will know more words. ”

Although this is a bit far-fetched, it is not unreasonable, in the current reading class, the teacher still leads the children to read aloud articles, and the first grade children who are not literate can read too complicated books, right?

Under the gaze of the younger juniors, Yu Xiaowei was not nervous, but her eyes were a little low, and she looked at her shoes, but she didn't look at the other children, let alone show the idea of blending in.

After some encouragement from Teacher Lai, Yu Xiaowei finally opened her mouth and read: "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost." The so-called Iraqi people are ...... on the water side"

The Book of Poetry?

Yu Xiaowei read very well, when reciting, she seemed to have temporarily come out of the lonely world, not only with emotion, but also like an old pedant, shaking her head slightly.

Don't look at Yu Xiaowei's reading very smoothly, in fact, she only followed the teacher in the recitation class with the teacher of the recitation class, memorized it by rote, and used it to participate in the competition, she did not have the ability to write the whole poem silently.

Then again, don't talk about children in this poem, even if it is an adult, many people can blurt it out, and if they really want to write it silently, it is estimated that a large number of people will also be blind.

But even so, Yu Xiaowei's subdued recitation, as well as her bright voice, and complex poetry, still frightened these first-grade students who didn't have much knowledge.

It's like someone suddenly talking about gossip in front of us who are ordinary illiterate.

"It's amazing!" This time, not only Xixi, but Lan Xin couldn't help but sigh with emotion, her round eyes widened, looking at Yu Xiaowei on the stage.

Lan Xin seemed to be a little unable to believe that the guy in front of her who was reciting poetry was the weak girl she had knocked down before, and her voice was still very loud when she recited poetry seriously!

However, after reading a poem, Yu Xiaowei regained her previous sluggishness, her two little hands intertwined in front of her, her head lowered, and she didn't know what to do next.

This is the Yu Xiaowei that Lan Xin knows!

However, Xixi's attention was not on this, she had been listening to Yu Xiaowei's poem very carefully just now, although she couldn't understand it, she could still feel the beauty of this poem!

"Xin'er, do you know what Sister Xiaowei is reading?" Xixi couldn't help but whisper again.

But it was obvious that she couldn't get an answer from Lan Xin, and Lan Xin's confused eyes said it all.

What made Xixi a little unbearable was that Teacher Lai didn't explain the meaning of the poem to them, so she asked Yu Xiaowei to sit in the empty seat below and take a first-grade reading class with the other students.

"Is the poem that Yu Xiaowei read just now good? That's right, when we usually read articles aloud, we should also learn from her, we should not read books for the sake of reading, but also bring emotional colors, so that it is more convenient for us to understand the meaning of these articles!"

"Okay, then, please turn to page 38, and let's read this modern poem today......"

Teacher Lai continued to take his own class, but Xixi sat in her place, tossed by her curiosity, like a hundred claws scratching her heart.

It was the first time she had ever encountered such a situation! It was a poem she liked when she heard it, but the teacher didn't tell her what it meant. Other children don't understand and don't care, but Xixi is different. In the past, at home, Dad was very patient to answer all her questions, and her curiosity would always be satisfied, but now no, of course, she feels uncomfortable.

Ask the teacher, this may be a good choice, but she has to listen obediently and can't interrupt the teacher's class - this is against classroom discipline, and at the beginning of the school year, Ms. Li told her and other students about the rules for primary school students!

Finally, Xixi waited until the end of class, and the little girl hesitated, but still mustered up the courage to go up and ask the teacher.

"Do you want to know the meaning of the poem that Yu Xiaowei reads?" Teacher Lai asked with some surprise and some embarrassment.

In fact, at this moment, Teacher Lai is a little weak-hearted, without preparation, she really can't tell the meaning of this poem, and even, she may not be able to recite the full text.

"That's right!" Xixi's eyes were full of eager anticipation.

Fortunately, Teacher Lai has her way, she patted Xixi on the shoulder, and said softly: "You are still young, and you can't read classical Chinese, it's useless for the teacher to tell you now, and when you learn more words in the future, you will be able to understand the meaning of this poem!"

After speaking, Teacher Lai greeted the children after school.

This reason seems to be a bit contradictory to her previous theory of emphasizing reading more, but Xixi can't find fault with it. The little girl had a disappointed look in her eyes, but when she turned around, she saw Lan Xin and Yu Xiaowei beside Lan Xin.

"Yes, and Sister Xiaowei!" Xixi suddenly became happy.

In her mind, the senior sister must know a lot of things!