After a night talk around the fireplace, Jalan Yi saw a person who was completely different from the past, warm and peaceful, and couldn't see his usual appearance at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiaorui was young, and after eating the sugar and oil poop, she couldn't help but fall asleep.

Rong Yisheng took out a set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the package and handed it to Guo'er, "Happy New Year!"

Goll took the gift, and when he saw that it was not a precious and rare thing, he gladly accepted it.

Rong Yisheng knows Guoer's personality very well, although he likes pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but if you want to give him expensive lake pen and ink and the like, then he will definitely not accept it, so he deliberately chose these average quality, but in fact very durable, enough for him to use for a while.

"How's your schoolwork lately, but you're lazy?"

Rong Yisheng himself is only three or four years old, but he pretends to be old-fashioned.

Goll seemed to be accustomed to the tone of his master, smiled but did not answer, took out the white paper and spread it out, and studied the ink well, lifted the brush, separated his feet slightly, one foot slightly forward, his upper body slightly forward, pressed the paper with his left hand, and wrote with his right hand hanging his wrist and elbow, "I am not related to poverty, and I am not rich and noble." ”

"That's what you've been learning lately, so why are you learning?"

"Goer's self-cultivation is the cultivation of his studies. ”

"What a high-sounding reason, you have learned to be born before you enter the WTO?" Rong Yisheng obviously hated iron and steel. "Studying is not to find a feudal marquis, not to guard the homeland, not to repay the kindness of relatives? I think this is just an excuse for you to have no self-confidence and ability!"

Jayi stretched out his hand to pull Rong Yisheng, "It's the New Year, I think you've drunk too much! The words were so heavy that Goll was embarrassed and couldn't get off the stage.

Jay Yi pulled Rong Yisheng back to the fire, and walked to Goer's side, "Lend me a pen and paper?"

Gore had a good impression of this Yi who didn't look at him with strange eyes, and although he didn't know what she wanted to do, he still handed over the pen in his hand and made room for it.

"The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin. The moss marks are green, and the grass is green. There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra. There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case. ”

From the first word of the pen, Guo Er began to be stunned, he didn't expect that the little girl was so young and had such a high attainment in calligraphy, he sighed to himself. It wasn't until Jay finished writing the last word that Goll was already dumbfounded and speechless.

"You wrote all this?" Gore suddenly wanted to get acquainted with the author of this article, and he was quoted as a confidant, and it was difficult to find a soulmate in the mountains and rivers. He wrote out his thoughts.

"I didn't write it, it was done by a sage. What do you think?"

"The sages do not go along with the world, clean themselves, and do not seek fame and fortune are good examples for our generation to learn. ”

"So according to what you say, people of insight should be as lonely and self-rewarding as you, and a corner of peace?"

Jay Yi induced step by step, "So what about the long run? Have you ever thought about what the situation of the country will be?"

Gore didn't speak, lost in thought......

Jay Yi continued, "The traitorous ministers are in charge, deceiving the superiors and concealing the subordinates, internal and external troubles, then the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and the skin is not hairy, and then you and your family can still leisurely live in a corner of peace? The country is a country waiting to die, and the people of a country are people waiting to die.

Yi smiled softly.

Guo Er looked at the chattering and laughing clothes, and suddenly felt that he couldn't understand this little girl.

"But what can I change with my meager strength?"

"The wisdom of the youth is the wisdom of the country, the wealth of the youth is the wealth of the country, the strength of the youth is the strength of the country, the progress of the youth is the progress of the country, the youth is better than the foreigners, the country is better than the foreigners, we must not be arrogant, history is created by the people. ”

"May I?"

"Why don't you try?" asked Yayi.

Rong Yisheng on the side returned to his hometown from his shocking remarks, and even he felt a momentum, if it was Guoer.

"Why can't you, your eyes are not forgotten, your Wen Tao strategy, do you want to sleep at home?" Rong Yisheng just couldn't see his self-evasive look, and went back and quarreled back.

"Opportunity is for those who are prepared, and the only thing you have to do now is to improve yourself and wait for the opportunity. ”

Jay Yi and Rong Yisheng, you say a word to me, and Goer is powerless.

"Can you write me something more?" Gore admires Jay's vision and mind for the big picture, and if she were a man, she should make a big difference.

"Yes, I'll write you a song of the hut broken by the autumn wind, which I admired very much by a sage. ”

In August and autumn, the wind roared, rolling up the triple thatch on my roof.

Mao flies across the river and sprinkles the suburbs of the river, and the tall ones hang on the treetops,

The lower one floats to the sinking pond pass. The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless,

Forbearance can be opposite to the thief, and openly hug the grass into the bamboo.

His lips were dry and he couldn't breathe, and he came back and sighed to himself.

The Russian wind sets the clouds and ink, and the autumn desert turns to darkness.

The cloth has been cold like iron for many years, and Jiao'er is wicked and cracked.

There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are like hemp and have not been broken.

Since the mourning and lack of sleep, the long night is wet.

There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy,

The wind and rain do not move, and it is as safe as a mountain.

Whew! When I suddenly saw this house in front of me, it was enough for me to freeze to death.

"It's a good mansion with tens of thousands of rooms, and the poor people in the world are happy, and I am really ashamed to have such ambitions in a humble room!" said Goer, and took the "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" and read it carefully.

Uncle Chen here also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Guoer will be twelve in the New Year, it's time to find a good academy and receive an orthodox education, I know the mountain chiefs of several academies, I can help introduce them. Rong Yisheng said to Uncle Chen.

"When spring begins, I'll go hunt some birds and beasts, and save some more silver!" Before, Guoer was reluctant to go, Uncle Chen was not in a hurry, and now this dead knot is untied, but the bundle is a problem, now the weather is too cold, the snow is closed, and the livelihood is usually a problem, where is there any spare money for Guoer to go to school.

"Silver two, you don't have to worry, I'll solve it. ”

"No need, you've helped us too much, we can solve this ourselves. ”

"Well, you have to hurry, if you miss the March semester, you will have to wait another year. ”

"Provincial province. ”

When the midnight rang, Rong Yisheng accompanied Uncle Chen to set off the cannonball, which could be regarded as saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

Jay Yi and Rong Yisheng also said goodbye to Uncle Chen's family and stepped into the vast night.

I just drank a small glass in Chen's house, and I felt warm, but now that I came out of the house, I couldn't help but feel excited when I was blown by the wind.

Seeing this, Rong Yisheng hurriedly took off his coat and wrapped his petite clothes tightly.

"I didn't think I'd bring you here!"

"I thought you would take me to enjoy the plum blossoms and snow, set off cannons and river lanterns or something. "According to the normal TV plot, men and women go out on festivals, don't they have to do these things?

"I want to go, now I'll take you. Rong Yisheng said seriously.

"Just kidding, but I'm curious why you brought me here. "A prince and a poor people, they can't beat it with eight poles!

"Uncle Chen's family once saved my life! We have lived together for two years, but they are more like my family than those people in the palace. ”

No wonder he would bring her here on Chinese New Year's Eve, provoking Yi to think of the rumored life of Rong Yisheng, so he silenced and did not ask again, joking, royal secrets, it is not good to know more.