As soon as "Qingming" came out, Guan Tongtong's eyes were shining.

The poems that depict scenery and objects depict love have been written by Chen Ziang.

For example, "I live at the head of the Yangtze River", such as "Yellow Crane Tower", such as "Luo Shen Fu", ......

But Chen Ziang really hasn't written a poem about solar terms.

Before entering the study, she thought that Chen Ziang was writing poems praising heroes and martyrs, but she didn't expect him to write directly about solar terms.

This kind of poetry is more popular and popular.

Nowadays, people live and work in peace and contentment, and few people think of the heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country.

That's too far away from them.

"That's good!" Kuan Dandan watched from the sidelines, the simpler and more concise the verse, the more it could be circulated.

Life is simple, the words are used to form sentences, and the rhetoric is too ornate, but it can't be sung.

After all, there are many ordinary people in this world.

Guan Tongtong's handwriting is very delicate and beautiful, just like herself.

Chen Ziang has remembered this poem for two lifetimes, but he has never liked it so much today.

Because it came to paper in a way he hadn't seen before.

The words are beautiful.

It could also be Aiwu and Wu.

In two months, Guan Tongtong will be eighteen.

Chen Ziang felt that he was becoming more and more impetuous, and he couldn't calm down.

After half a month of separation, he saw her again, and the power of the flood in his body was almost uncontrollable.

If Kuantan wasn't there, he would definitely not be able to control it.

"My aunt must have liked it. Guan Tongtong said with a smile: "She watched your "Yellow Crane Tower" and "Bu Operator, I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River", and I have wanted to see you for a long time. ”

Aunt Guan Tongtong used to be a famous literary young woman, but now she is a little older, but she is still very literary and artistic.

"Ziang, do you know that my aunt's family has a hotel and resort in Jiangnan?" asked Kuan Dandan curiously.

Chen Ziang looked puzzled: "Does your aunt's family still have this kind of industry?"

"Of course, their family has opened a lot of hotels, and there is a resort called 'Xinghua Village' in Jiangnan, and I have been to it, it is very beautiful. Kuantan said.

Chen Ziang felt very surprised, such a coincidence.

Guan Tongtong said to her sister: "I told my aunt that Ziang wrote this poem just to promote Xinghua Village for them, did you hear that?"

"Uh-huh. Kuan Dandan nodded repeatedly.

Chen Ziang wiped his sweat, he was really his girlfriend the best, he knew how to defend himself so well.

But he didn't say much, looking at Guan Tongtong's words, the more she looked at it, the more pleasing she felt, like the beauty that popped out of her soul.

This "Qingming", in the previous life, was a poem by the Tang Dynasty writer Du Mu.

It is written in the spring rain of Du Mu's Qingming Dynasty, the color is light, the mood is bleak, and it has always been widely recited. The first sentence explains the scene, environment, and atmosphere; the second sentence writes the characters, showing the characters' miserable and chaotic state of mind; the third sentence proposes how to get rid of this state of mind; and the fourth sentence writes answers and actions, which is the wonderful part of the whole article. The whole poem uses the technique of low to high, gradually rising, and placing the climax at the end, with a clear and intriguing aftertaste.

Its vernacular translation is: The drizzle falls one after another during the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, and the people on the road are all depressed and broken. By asking the local people where to buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy smiled but did not answer, and pointed to Xinghuashan Village.

Xinghua Village, a village deep in Xinghua, is located in the area of Fengtai Mountain, Qinhuai District, Jinling City.

I don't know if this resort of my aunt's family is there, Chen Ziang didn't ask.

Then, the two sisters came over with paintbrushes, and they drew directly according to the literal drawings without Chen Ziang's teaching.

A painter of a poet, a shepherd boy riding a bull.

"This is the old Ziang!" Kuan Dandan said with a grin, she painted Chen Ziang with the style of an ancient literati, dressed in white, with long flowing hair and a fairy style.

Guan Tongtong painted a shepherd boy riding a bull, but before he finished painting, he said to his sister: "Why are you painting the front, you want to paint the way he communicates with the shepherd boy, and the side is nondescript to the shepherd boy, and he will do it again." ”

Kuantan wanted to refute, but when he thought about it, he was frustrated.

Guan Tongtong changed a piece of paper, she was about to write, Chen Ziang reminded: "Draw first, and then write after drawing." ”

The two sisters had to paint first.

Kuan Dan Dan continued to paint Chen Ziang, while Kwan Tung Tung continued to paint a shepherd boy riding a bull.

After the painting was finished, the two sisters painted the scenery together, with Xinghua Village in the distance and mountains in the distance.

The paintings are complete, but when Guan Tongtong writes, he is not satisfied with the writing, and he does not write well the first time.

I had to do it all over again.

"Eldest sister, you are so stupid!" Guan Dandan was very unhappy.

"Then you can write it. Guan Tongtong was also depressed.

"I won't let you write if I write well. ”

"Then you're embarrassed to talk about me?"

……

The two sisters were arguing.

Chen Ziang looks very happy, no matter how sensible he looks, no matter how good his personality is, he will also have emotions.

After tossing for the fourth time, the two sisters were finally satisfied.

"Will it be handed over to the second uncle's family?" asked Kuan Dandan to his sister.

Essay collection and other activities are under the jurisdiction of the second aunt.

"If you can't say it's ours, just say it's your classmates'. Guan Tongtong said: "Lest the second aunt show favoritism and treat us preferentially." ”

"It's fine. Kuantan is not against it either.

The two sisters took pictures and submitted posts, but they were worried that the organizer would not see them, so they still notified the second aunt.

The second aunt was curious and asked Guan Tongtong to send her a copy as well.

"You can't see it, it's not good to see it. "Guan Tongtong doesn't give it.

The second aunt was more curious, but she didn't ask, but directly looked for the people below.

It didn't take long for the second aunt to see the picture sent by the person below and couldn't help laughing.

The daughter Guan Nier next to her couldn't help but poke her head over and look at her phone: "What's so funny?"

Guan Nier went to college in Songjiang Mansion, but she is about to graduate, and she has been interning in Youzhou for the past half a year, and has only recently started to engage in an IT company.

"Look at it. The second aunt handed over the phone to her daughter.

Guan Nier saw that it was a painting, with text and illustrations on it.

"It's pretty well drawn. "She only looks at paintings, and the mood is very good.

Villages and apricot blossoms loom in the distance, and mountains beyond......

"Look at the words. The second aunt reminded.

Guan Nier then went to read the text.

"A poem?" Guan Nier read: "During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. By asking where the restaurant is...... Hey, it's very beautiful, this is the so-called poetic and picturesque. ”

The second aunt smiled and said, "Look at it carefully." ”

Guan Nier looked at the last three words: Chen Ziang.

"Damn, Chen Ziang wrote it?" Guan Nier exclaimed, and the poem was written by "Chen Ziang".

Obviously, the meaning was written by Chen Ziang.

"Dirty again!" the second aunt raised her eyebrows.

Guan Nier stuck out her tongue and looked at the picture carefully.

The more I looked at her, the more surprised I became: "The words seem to be written by Tongtong." Painting, a bit like Dandan's, and like Tongtong's painting. ”

The second aunt smiled: "Your aunt must be very happy to see it." ”

Guan Nier was a little confused, her eyes lit up soon, and she said coquettishly to her mother: "Mom, I also want to find a boyfriend like this, help me find one." ”