As if seeing Ye Bai's beckoning, as if hearing the sound of Dada's horses' hooves, Luo Rou's face suddenly became pleasantly surprised, she stood up, left the coffee table, and began to look out of the window, looking towards the bluestone pavement, as if looking to see if her lover had returned.

Ye Bai continued to recite: "If the east wind does not come, the catkins in March will not fly......"

Suddenly, the willow trees by the lake seemed to be automatic without wind, and the flying fines were even more like catkins floating, which was very suitable for the scene.

All the students in the painting class cast their eyes on the willow tree of the evening lotus pond, as if they had never noticed that the willow tree, which they were used to seeing, had become so enchanting and colorful at this moment, as if it had a magical life.

"Your heart is like a little lonely city. ”

"The bluestone-like street ...... late"

Ye Bai rode a white horse and entered an area blocked by the ancient attic, the bluestone here was dull in color, as if entering a dim space, Ye Bai's originally happy mood also instantly became melancholy, his eyes were a little demented, and his face was full of melancholy.

And at this moment, in front of the attic window, Luo Rou's expression slowly changed from joy to a little sad, full of disappointment, which made people feel pity.

"The sound is not loud, and the spring curtain of March is not lifted. ”

"Your heart is a little window with a ...... closed"

Luo Rou slowly pulled down the curtains, her originally beautiful face could only see a shadow reflected in the sunlight at the moment, although she couldn't see anyone, she could also feel the sadness in her eyes.

The students, who were originally extremely excited, instantly quieted down, and their minds were completely integrated into the scene of the poem, unable to extricate themselves.

Isn't the young man in white riding a white horse in front of him a poet who has returned from afar or passed by a small town?

Isn't the woman who makes tea and reads books in front of the window, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, the beautiful woman in the poem?

She's lonely, she's melancholy......

Is she a girl who is just starting to fall in love?

Or a young woman waiting to return?

Who knows? Everybody has a different understanding.

"My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes. I'm not a returnee, I'm a passerby...... ”

Ye Bai's voice became deeper and sad, as if his heart was hurting, and he felt sorry for that woman and for himself.

The students' expressions were even more stunned.

They listened to the sound of Dada's hooves as the white horse walked by, and looked at the sad reflection of the beautiful woman with the window closed, and their hearts were suddenly filled with a kind of sorrow that they could not lose, gain and lose.

Some even clenched their fists and trembled slightly in the wind.

Listening to the sound of Dada's horses' hooves walking away, out of everyone's sight, many students' eyes were a little moist, they were depressed, and they wanted to release, but they didn't know where to start. Some girls, in particular, actually started sobbing.

It turns out that missing someone is so worrying.

It turned out that waiting for someone, so anxious.

It turns out that from hope to disappointment, it is so sad.

It turns out that this is Zheng Chouyu's "Mistake"!

"The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, falls in love with the floor, falls in love with the floor, and says sorrow for the new poetry. ”

"Now I know all the sorrows, I want to say that I will rest, I want to say that I will rest, but I will say that the weather is cool and autumn. ”

Someone unconsciously recited these two lines of poetry, which sounded extremely appropriate to the occasion and expressed their mood change at the moment very accurately.

In the past, when they studied poetry, wasn't it just because they were worried about the new poetry?

Now, under the leadership of Ye Bai's scene, they feel full of sorrow, and they feel that they want to talk about it, and they don't know where to start.

It's just that no one noticed that it was their Chinese teacher Guo Kai who recited these two lines of poetry, and at this moment, the corners of his wrinkled eyes were also slightly moist.

The students still didn't want to talk, and no one spoke.

They felt and digested slowly, and no one spoke, as if time had stood still.

Slowly, they have infinite poetry in their hearts.

At this moment, Ye Bai had already led the white horse and walked out again.

Feeling that the emotions of his classmates were almost released, he smiled and said, "Why, do you think it's not good to go to class like this? No one applauded...... Hey!"

"Boom la la ......"

As if they had been holding back for a long time, just for this moment, everyone applauded enthusiastically, and many classmates still applauded and shouted at the same time.

"Ye Bai, the way you rode the white horse just now is so cool! Like a real prince charming! I feel that you are Zheng Chouyu, a poet!"

"Ye Bai, do you have a girlfriend, I want to give you a little white ......"

"Woo woo, it turns out that Chinese class can still be taught like this! I like it so much!"

"Ye Bai, I also want to ride a horse!

"Ye Bai, I also want to go up to that attic, I want to be the girl in the poem!"

……

Soon, all the students couldn't wait to surround Ye Bai, surrounding him and Bai Ma in the middle.

"Ye Bai, how did you find the white horse, so handsome!"

"Yes, Ye Bai, I also want to ride a horse to learn poetry!"

"yes, yes, I'm going to the attic to learn poetry!"

Ye Bai was full of energy, pointed to the white horse magnificently, pointed to the attic windowsill not far away, and said with a smile: "That's right, I want you to ride a horse to learn poetry, and I want you to sit in front of the windowsill to learn poetry...... I want you to learn poetry as if you were composing poetry!"

Feeling that everyone was looking at him, as if they were all staring at him, he said even more proudly: "What is a mistake? Can you feel the taste of a mistake when you sit in a classroom? Can you feel the sorrow and the feeling of going from hope to disappointment when you sit in the classroom and listen to the teacher? No! Poetry must be inspired by feelings, otherwise what is the difference between it and moaning without illness? If you just listen and can't feel the artistic conception of real poetry, then it is a moaning without illness!"

"That's a good point!"

The students had small flames in their eyes and clapped their palms even more enthusiastically.

Ye Bai announced: "Now, please spontaneously divide into groups, one man and one woman as a group, one on horseback, one upstairs, and give you a chance to soak the goddess or male god in your mind openly." ”

Wow!

Everyone was excited.

Boys are more active, and quickly find girls who usually have a good impression of them, and ask to form a team.

The girl said no or agreed.

Some girls even took the initiative to ask male classmates to form a team.

Soon, 29 students formed 13 groups, and as long as they were not too bad, they all got the opportunity to form a team.

The remaining three are all male classmates, they are either not good-looking, or unlikable, and the request for girls to form a team was also rejected, and at the moment I feel depressed, anxious, and even more shameless.

"Luo Rou ......"

Ye Bai looked at Luo Rou, who had just come down from the attic, and said with a smile: "The three of them, just wronged you and team up with them one by one!"

Anyway, it's just a maid, so let's use it as a maid, and it's just a regret and sigh for someone who plays a passerby, and there will be no physical contact, Ye Bai naturally doesn't care.