Qiao Xiang saw that his friends in the carriage were laughing, he couldn't help but laugh and continued: "But this, this, how can this be pulled?"

"If this is pulled from the mountainside, the soil will be loosened again, only to hear a loud noise, I will snort and be half short, and the upper half will fall to the feet.

"No, no, this method can't be used! Hmm? Yes! There is a new way! You can't pull it from the mountainside, you can grab the top of the mountain with both hands and pull it up!

"Ouch, this method still doesn't work, if you pull it out like this, the soil will loosen and crack, brush the ground, and the grass hair on the scalp of the mountain will not be pulled out? It will become a bald mountain, so it will work? No, this method will not work!

Qingshan continued to think of a way, he thought to himself: Want to be high? There is no choice but to pull up from his own valley. If you pull it out in this way, you can pull it up along with the long and large roots that you have planted in the center of the earth.

"The moment the huge roots are completely pulled out to the surface, the underground plate will suddenly sound, and the hole left by the root will be tightly fastened, leaving no trace, and at the same time, its roots will chirp, and stand firmly on their own land on the surface of the earth. Well, this is really elevated!

Thinking of this, Qingshan said to himself: This idea is very good, and it is very safe to implement. But he thought about it again, this, this, who is going to pull it out? Who has such a great strength to pull it out? Hey, there is, since Yang Erlang can carry the two mountains, this mountain is just for him to pull it out, just use him, there must be no problem!"

After Qiao Xiang finished speaking, he laughed with everyone and said, "Whether Erlang God has gone to pull out the Qing Mountain, then I don't know." ”

There was a round of applause and laughter in the carriage......

Lin Jing took Qiao Xiang's words and said: "Qiao Xiang, according to your understanding of this poem, you have spoken more thoroughly, this can be rewarded, and this author will reward you with 100 points!"

Song Yi looked at Wen Jiemei and said, "Jiemei, Qiao Xiang spoke the second sentence for you, then you have to say the third sentence, you have to make up for the lack of what you didn't say, speak quickly!"

Wen Jiemei said: "The first and second sentences have been explained, why are you holding on to me!"

Song Yi said: "Didn't you say that you are not afraid of anyone these days, you are not afraid of anyone, and you are afraid of saying another sentence, a beautiful poem of seven characters, four characters, three words, two words, and one word?" At this time, Song Yi's mouth was so fast that his friends listened to it, and he laughed again.

Wen Jiemei said: "Today, you little girl is on the right track with me, who do you want to be embarrassed about? Tell you, the poetry of this third sentence is the simplest, I will make it up to you now! You listen attentively!"

Wen Jiemei thought about the third line of poetry, she sat up straight, and began to speak seriously: "That Gang, ouch, people think about the water and the mountains are high, this is normal." You say, even a big dirt bag is there with a sweet dream!

"He is a big dirt bag and wants to be beautiful, who knows, he can't make a beautiful appearance by himself, and he is worried all day long!

One day, he seriously thought about himself: What does he look like? Like a mountain, there are no peaks, like a field, and it is uneven, if it is low, it will not be high, and his appearance in this life will not be too mediocre!

Suddenly, he slapped his big buttocks: "Ahem, there is a way, why don't you just find a place where you can make yourself beautiful! Haha, that's fine! Hehe!

So he moved the penguin in a large mound of dirt and began to look for the place he was looking for. He walked and looked, walked and looked, and suddenly, he saw a small mountain with beautiful terrain, and the scenery here is beautiful, and the tourists are bustling, and he is happy in his heart: Wow, this is here, this is here, this is the wishful place of my dream!

Oka shouted happily and headed straight for the beautiful terrain. He walked up to him, smiled honestly at the beautiful terrain, and sat down at the beautiful feet of the terrain without waiting for the beautiful terrain to speak.

"The terrain is beautiful, and I see that there are more friends around me, and I accepted Gang, and now Oka is happy, and my heart is also steady. Since then, against the backdrop of the beautiful scenery, Oka has also become a beautiful scene. ”

Song Yi followed the applause and laughter of her friends, she applauded and laughed, and followed her friends and said: "Jiemei is good, I am convinced! Jiemei, if you can explain the fourth sentence more thoroughly, then everyone will really convince you!"

Lin Jing preemptively said: "Jiemei's explanation task has been completed very wonderfully, if I write poems again in the future, I will hire Jiemei as my poetry interpretation expert!"

Qiao Xiang said: "Jiemei, what Song Yi means, she really admires you, she really wants you to explain the fourth sentence." I think Song Yi may understand the literal part of the fourth sentence, but if she is asked to explain it specifically, it is estimated that she will not be able to explain it. I think there's only one sentence left, Jiemei, just talk about it, take out your imagination again, let everyone listen to it again, applaud you again, and let everyone laugh and laugh, let's talk. ”

Wen Jiemei was about to speak, but she heard Zhang Zhan say: "Everyone get ready, it's almost time to arrive in Xiaozhai Village." ”

Wen Jiemei looked at Lin Jing and said, "If it weren't for Zhang Zhanrang's preparation, I would have been able to make the fourth sentence of your poem, that short river, meet nine hundred and ninety-nine fellow creek friends along the way, and all of them will merge into this short river."

"The water in this short river has increased and flowed greatly, and it has climbed eastward along the nine hundred and ninety-nine hills, and the water has been flowing in the low depressions between the hills. Climb to the eastern sea, and finally flow into the Pacific Ocean, and realize its long-awaited dream. ”

Song Yi applauded with everyone and said: "Jiemei is good, I can understand the meaning of the fourth poem as soon as I listen to it." Look, Jiemei!" she gave Wen Jiemei a thumbs up.

Wen Jiemei said to everyone: "When I talk about this fourth line of poetry, I am just talking, and it is not ridiculous, what are you laughing at, what are you clapping." ”

Lin Jing said: "What you said is not ridiculous, because you don't have time to make up ridiculous words. If I write poetry again, not only will I hire you as an expert to explain it, but I will also pay you a high salary!"

Wen Jiemei was happy when she heard this: "I will definitely not let you pay your salary unjustly!" She said to everyone again, "Hey, who is willing to hire an interpreter, I don't have any other skills, I can explain poems, plus make up stories!"

The friends were laughing, and no one answered.

Yang Yilin said in his heart: I don't know if others know that your little girl will make up stories. But I, Yang Yilin, really understood, you little girl has the ability to make things up!