If you insist on saying and teaching "feelings", the dance you teach will inevitably follow the rules and lack the spirituality of moving. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In Lin Yuan's words, Xia Ji is a clever dancer, and every movement she teaches her students to dance and show every style is something that the students themselves have realized.

She is not a "teacher", but a "dancer", and she is only responsible for smiling and appreciating when the students show their most beautiful style.

She won't teach two students who dance the same way, she will just make you the most beautiful version of yourself.

At first, Xia Ji came every day, but later it became once every three days, only giving some drawings, one set of dances at a time, letting Hanyu learn by herself, and then dancing to her.

Xia Ji didn't like to talk, Han Yu was very respectful to this teacher, and she didn't dare to ask anything else, so she didn't know Xia Ji's attitude towards her, but Lin Yuan was very satisfied and told her that Xia Ji said that Han Yu was the dancer with the highest understanding she had ever seen.

When Hanyu heard this, he was happy for several days, and when he practiced, he dared to release himself more and made faster progress.

In another year, the flowers and plants in the courtyard have grown fiercely, and they have become a head taller, and the open space in the courtyard is full of flowers and plants, except for vegetables and flowers, leaving only a winding stone path.

The sycamore trees in front of the house are becoming more and more luxuriant, and the well-developed branches and leaves almost envelop most of the small courtyard under it.

The originally small courtyard turned out to be a little deep, standing at the gate of the small courtyard, there were different kinds of flowers in sight, and you couldn't see the end at a glance.

It actually feels a little secluded.

The two looked at the messy flowers and plants, tacitly unpruned, perhaps both of them knew how to appreciate the beauty of nature.

Listening to the person who delivered the dishes, Jiang Tao, the little young master of Jiang Mansion, turned out to be a prodigy, a two-and-a-half-year-old child chanting epics during the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Also, it's not strange that such a pair of parents gave birth to a prodigy.

"What are you thinking?"

The familiar warm male voice sounded.

Han Yu looked at the sycamore tree in the yard that had fallen its leaves for a long time. Yoyo spoke.

"What would it be like without a father and a prodigy in the family?"

Lin Yuan smiled, "Are you talking about yourself?"

Han Yu was stunned, yes. What can it become?

When I was very young, I didn't have the protection of my parents and family, didn't I live happily?

If it weren't for Jiang Kuo, she might be happier.

She is not a prodigy, she can live well without her parents and family, the prodigy has her own blessing, what are you afraid of?

So, if this prodigy has no father...... It's not a big deal.

In the last year of the four years, Lin Yuan and "Xia Ji" rarely taught her anything anymore, and most of the time they practiced by themselves.

Or the two of them go out of the house. Take a walk around the neighborhood and get in touch with more people.

After getting along for so many years, the two have become more and more tacit.

In winter, the four-year deadline is approaching, and the two are becoming more and more silent.

Another three months. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is melting, the sun is shining, and it is another season when the grass grows and the warbler flies.

One afternoon, there was a sound of light and messy footsteps wandering outside the hospital.

The voice faded away in one direction, and after a while it came back, again in another direction, and back again...... And so on and so forth. Finally came to a heavy stop.

The two people in the room looked at each other and smiled, and they both saw a childlike schadenfreude smile in each other's eyes.

"Knock knock—"

A low knock sounded at the door.

The voice was very low, very small, which showed that the knocker was not strong enough, and the fist was not big enough...... It's a child.

Hehe.

The two nodded in agreement, and Hanyu stood up.

"Knock knock—"

There was a quick knock on the door. Accompanied by a childish voice that was somewhat inarticulate.

“…… Anyone?"

Hanyu walked all the way down the path, branching flowers and willows, and walked unhurriedly to the door, listening to the child's voice becoming more and more urgent, she gently opened the door.

At the door is a child carved in pink. Three or four years old, less than the height of the cold.

He wore a well-fitting navy-blue silk gown, a pair of blue-brown cowhide boots, a white jade pendant hanging from his waist, and a gold lock around his neck...... At first glance, he is a favored young master from a rich family.

At this time, the child was looking at the woman in front of him from the bottom up with his hands behind his back like an adult.

But a three- or four-year-old child, that posture, that look, that attitude...... It's really a bit of a prodigy.

Han Yu looked at the little ghost child in front of him interestingly, waiting for him to speak first.

Sure enough, the child couldn't hold his breath first, he frowned suspiciously, looked at the unfamiliar surroundings again, and asked, "Where is this?"

Hanyu followed his gaze and looked around, and replied, "It's a very fun place. ”

The child said, "Who are you?"

Hanyu pouted mischievously and looked at the sky, "I don't know who I am." ”

The child looked at her with a frown, puzzled.

She then asked, "What about you? What do you want to do?"

The child held his small chest and said, "I'm Jiang Tao, don't you know me?"

Han Yu was secretly amused, bending down to look at his beautiful black eyes, "Jiang Tao, what are you doing here?"

The child was stunned for a moment, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Play." ”

Han Yu frowned and looked puzzled and distressed, "Then why are you knocking on the door?"

When the child saw that she had been deceived by herself, she smiled more and more, "Knock on the door and play." ”

"Oh. Hanyu nodded solemnly and stood up, "Then you continue to play." ”

When the child saw her suddenly, he was anxious.

"You wait. ”

Hanyu ignored him, turned around and walked inside, but didn't close the door.

The child shook off his calves and hurriedly caught up, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw flowers and plants blooming on both sides, and he was stunned for a moment.

Let's say that Young Master Jiang Tao has lived in a wealthy family like the Jiang family since he was a child, what kind of strange flowers have he never seen?

But Young Master Jiang was accustomed to seeing noble and exotic flowers, but he had never seen such low-grade wildflowers.

Gesang flowers, this kind of wildflowers that often grow in plateau areas, grow in mountains and fields, withstand wind and sun, and are really humble, but also beautiful and tenacious.

That's why she loves this flower.

The child followed Hanyu all the way to the house, lingering on both sides of the flowers and butterflies, while listening to the chirping birds on the plane tree. I just feel like I'm in another world.

Yes, in the same Jiangfu, in other places, there are people who take care of the courtyard. Prune flowers and plants.

No flower or grass would grow so wildly and rapidly, and the rest of the Jiang Mansion would surely feel desolate and chaotic when they saw this place.

This playful child does not feel this way, and he is amazed by the butterflies and birds that he rarely sees.

Hanyu hooked her lips slightly and smiled, and walked straight into the house.

The child looked around, and finally entered the room with his curious eyes.

A large scent greeted you.

The child stood by the threshold and sniffed for a moment, stepping on his calves uninvited.

Lin Yuan is long gone.

Hanyu looked up from the table and looked at the curious child and smiled.

The child smiled when he saw her. You're welcome, walked across the table and looked at her.

"What kind of incense is that?"

Hanyu didn't answer and asked, "Want to eat?"

The child kicks on the bar on the chair and sits on the chair. He looked at her very seriously, "Bring it to me to taste." ”

Hanyu also followed his example and thought about it seriously.

"Why should I give it to you?"

The child frowned, "Everything in the Jiang Mansion is mine." ”

"Who told you?"

The child replied unhappily, "That's what everybody says." ”

Hanyu nodded, revealing a sad expression.

"Your life is so good, you have been so noble since you were born, you eat and drink well, and you are served. Someone to accompany ...... It's not like I ......."

When he said this, he lowered his head, his face was full of sadness, and he looked sad.

When the child listened to her words and saw her sad appearance, he couldn't help but feel sympathy, and changed his proud expression just now. Silent like an adult.

He was silent, and Hanyu didn't speak, lowering his head and hiding his face, as if he was sad alone.

The child looked at it for a while and spoke. "Do you live here alone?"

As soon as he said this, Hanyu became more and more sad, lowering his head and unable to speak.

The child said, "Where's your father?"

This time, Han Yu was really sad, but smiled lightly.

"They went far away...... Don't want me anymore. ”

"Why?" the child asked innocently.

How can such a young child, even a child prodigy, understand the pain of life and death?

Hanyu tugged at her lips and said, "They can't come back." ”

The child frowned and thought for a long time, and finally tilted his head and said, "My father and mother are very good to me, and my mother's father and mother are also good to my mother...... It's so pitiful that you don't have a father. ”

Hanyu nodded, wiped away her tears and raised her head, and smiled reluctantly, "Let's not talk about that." Don't you want to have a snack? Snacks are in the kitchen, you go get them yourself. I went out and turned left and saw it. ”

When the child brought back the snack, Hanyu was drawing something on the table.

The child walked across from her and sat down, eating a snack and looking at her.

Hanyu didn't look up, and drew very seriously.

Suddenly, a woman with a kind and weak face jumped on the page.

She finished the last stroke on the paper, looked up and smiled at the child: "This is my mother." ”

The child took out a handkerchief, wiped his little hands, and took it to look at it for a while.

"You're so beautiful. ”

"It's my mother who is beautiful. ”

Hanyu took out a small box from under the table and opened it, and inside were the portraits of a middle-aged couple.

The child looked at the portrait in the box in surprise and asked, "Why did you draw so much?"

Hanyu smiled bitterly, "I live here alone, I'm lonely, and I miss my parents very much...... You can only see them by painting their portraits. So you can imagine that they are still with me. ”

The child listened as if he didn't understand, and didn't say a word.

"Alright. The dim sum is also finished, you should go back quickly, otherwise your father and mother will be worried. ”

"Oops—" The child touched his head, as if then he remembered that there were probably many people looking for him outside.

ps：

Dear friends, I'm sorry for the two repetitive chapters in the front. I went to the Internet café to upload it once in the last two days, and I was not familiar with the WPS text software of the Internet café, and the keyboard was not easy to use, so I got it wrong. 166 is uploaded regularly.,I went to the Internet café today to see a message from a friend.。 There seems to be an unlock function in the background.,But I won't use it.,The editor is also off work.,I'll deal with this matter after I get to school.,Try not to make such low-level mistakes in the future.,I hope you'll forgive me!