readx;?? At eight o'clock in the evening, in the courtyard of the family of the municipal party committee, Qin Yanran was in a very good mood today, and after dinner, she took the initiative to help her mother wash the dishes together, with a beautiful smile on her face all the time. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info swastika eight ¤ one ¤ ◎ w, w, w'.、、. 'c'om

"Yo! My little baby Yanran, did you eat candy or honey today? Why are you so happy? Tell your mother!"

Chen Luping saw that her daughter was overjoyed, so she asked with a smile.

"Mom!

Qin Yanran squirmed embarrassedly and said.

"It's really nothing, then Mom won't ask!"

Seeing her daughter's shy appearance, Chen Luping even more concluded that there was something inside.

"Mom, why are you like this, then I'll tell you. ”

Qin Yanran pursed her pink cherry lips, and whispered a little shyly: "Today at school, Lin Feng wrote me a love poem in public. ”

"Lin Feng can also write poems? And it's a love poem for our little baby! However, my mother is strange, Lin Feng wants to write a love poem to you, it should be a very private thing! How can he write it in public? It must be very numb, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Luping couldn't help but ask with a smile. The swastika 81 novel network w'w'w'..>

"How can I say it!Mom, this is an accident! Originally, Lin Feng had no intention of writing me a love poem, but ...... I would also like to thank Mr. Wang, who teaches Chinese, and it was under the persecution of Mr. Wang that Lin Feng wrote this love poem to me on the spot. ”

Lowering her head slightly, Qin Yanran's face was now red into an apple, and she told the cause and effect of Lin Feng's poem.

"Yo! I didn't expect Lin Feng to be quite talented, and he wrote a poem on the spot? Is it a modern poem? Yanran, do you remember? Read it out to grandma?"

The grandmother on the side also said with a smile.

"Yes! Yanran, what kind of love poem did Lin Feng write? Mom was also very curious. Chen Luping pursed her lips and smiled.

"Grandma, it's not modern poetry. Lin Feng wrote a seven-word quatrain, which even our Chinese teacher said was a masterpiece. I'll read it to you......"

As she spoke, Qin Yanran proudly recited with emotion:

"It's hard to plant clouds and fog.

Jin Yi Luo Xiu's lips are vermilion.

Who did Takewai Qingli get,

In a word, life and death are the same. 8?1?fiction w-w, w'., 8'"

After Qin Yanran finished reading the simple four sentences and twenty-eight words, her mother Chen Luping and grandmother Ye Huiqin were slightly stunned.

In particular, her grandmother Ye Huiqin is a master of the domestic painting world, and she is very interested in classical culture, and is not limited to the field of painting. Moreover, in ancient times, poetry and painting were not separated. Although Grandma Ye Huiqin is not very good at writing poetry, she is no worse than some old professors of the Chinese Department of Qingbei University.

"One word, life and death are the same as Qing! Good poem! Good poem! What is the name of this poem? Was it really written by Lin Feng on the spot? This talent is comparable to Cao Zijian's poem in seven steps!"

After reacting, grandma Ye Huiqin couldn't help but applaud, especially the last sentence of this poem, which she read several times and savored it slowly.

"Grandma, this poem, Lin Feng hasn't had time to choose a name yet. However, our Chinese teacher Wang gave an oath, which is the oath of the sea oath and the mountain alliance. ”

Qin Yanran knew how high her grandmother's vision was, and the love poem that Lin Feng gave her could be affirmed by her grandmother, and she was naturally even more happy in her heart.

"The oath? Appropriate! Topic! Yanran, you Teacher Wang also have some standards! However, the most powerful is Lin Feng, I really can't imagine that Lin Feng is obviously a modern person, and he can still write such an ancient seven-character quatrain. Rare, rare...... It's really rare......"

Originally, grandma Ye Huiqin liked and appreciated Lin Feng very much, but after hearing the poem written by Lin Feng, she liked it even more.

"I didn't expect Lin Feng, this kid, to have such a thing, and he would write such profound love poems. No wonder, it can hook the soul of our little baby......"

Mother Chen Luping pursed her lips and smiled, Qin Yanran pouted and said shyly after hearing it: "Mom! Where have people been hooked by Lin Feng?"

"No! no! hee-hee...... Mom knows that our little baby can be reserved, right? No matter how many romantic love poems Lin Feng uses, we are not moved, right?" Mayor Chen Luping, who has always been serious, even joked about his daughter at home.

"Mom! you...... You bullied me again, I won't tell you. I went back to my room to review my homework. ”

The thin-skinned Qin Yanran hurriedly hid back in her bedroom.

In the kitchen, grandma Ye Huiqin said happily to Chen Luping: "Luping, I didn't expect this Lin Feng to really have a little ink in his stomach!"

"Yes, Mom, there are still many things you don't know! Lin Feng has a lot of skills! Hehe!" Chen Luping responded with a smile.

"Oh......? Lu Ping, do you think we are going to recruit this capable young man into the door to be his son-in-law? Don't you see that Yanran also likes Lin Feng?" Grandma Ye Huiqin also said happily when she heard this.

"Mom, what age is it now, and I don't want to get married. It's all about free love, so let the two of them get along with each other on their own! Let's leave it ...... so much," Chen Luping said with a snicker.

Lin Feng never imagined that a poem he was forced to write by Old Man Wang would cause so many chain reactions. If he had known, he would have simply stood at the back of the classroom and would not have written this poem at all.

At this time, it was already half past nine in the evening, and at the T1 terminal in Beijing, the flight from Zhi'an City finally arrived at its destination safely after nearly four hours of flight.

After 6 years of safety, the passengers began to disembark one by one in an orderly manner until all the passengers had already disembarked from the plane. As the purser of this flight, Luo Qingqing, after handing over the formalities with a smile, seemed to be in a hurry, and hurriedly chased down from the plane.

"Whew, Beijing, I didn't expect that after three years, I, Xu Minjing, would come back again. ”

After getting off the plane, Xu Minjing found her luggage, pulled a big suitcase, and carried a bag in her hand, and was about to walk out of the airport to find a hotel to deal with the night first, when suddenly a beautiful figure passed in front of her.

Luo Qingqing, who was wearing a beautiful slim flight attendant uniform, suddenly appeared in front of Xu Minjing and said to her with a slight smile: "Teacher Xu, can we talk?"