"Where is the 'lifting'? Mr. You's article is amazing! By the way, didn't you continue to write "The Story of Stones"? Those who have heard it say that it is no worse than what Yunshi wrote! The fourth child, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, heard the conversation of several people, and couldn't help but come out of the kitchen, and said while wiping his hands stained with flour.

His eyes looked at Wang Fengming, and he hesitated again and again before cautiously asking, "Less in charge, the others...... Didn't come back with you? ”

Wang Fengming said: "They have found it, and they should be on their way back at this time, and I think it should be almost there." ”

When the fourth child heard this, he hurriedly looked down the mountain.

The wisteria flowers swayed in the breeze, and the sunlight shone down through the cracks, which was particularly beautiful.

Erhei looked at You Yong and said, "So, Mr. You is still a learned person?" ”

You Yong smiled awkwardly, and the fan shook loudly.

"Have you ever learned or not, and have they all fallen to this point?" He said with some frustration.

Wang Fengming said: "What's wrong with this? Isn't the fifth person also a rich five-car? I'm having a lot of fun watching him do as a bandit! ”

Wang Fengming was born a bandit, so naturally he would not understand the pretentious literati psychology of You Yong.

Xiaomei said: "Sometimes, writing articles also requires luck. ”

"Luck?" Erhei asked.

The little sister smiled silently, she turned her head and looked at the rolling mountains.

In the distance, a flock of sparrows fluttered up, and the cries of pheasants rose and fell. The little sister walked to the side and looked at the distance with a blurred gaze.

Erhei asked, "Why do you say it's luck?" ”

Xiaomei glanced back at him and said, "When I say 'luck', I mean what people call 'inspiration'. But all things in the mortal world are born, separated, restrained, and met each other, and there is a certain chance. Inspiration comes from this opportunity. ”

Wang Fengming was a little confused when he heard this, frowned and looked very incomprehensible, and asked, "Chance?" Does it have something to do with learning? ”

But I heard the little sister say: "The relationship is big." Have you ever thought that every literati could be a great mathematician? ”

"What home?" You Yong furrowed his eyebrows, and his sharp nails stuck into his ears and kept picking them up.

Xiaomei smiled lightly and said: "There is a sentence that makes sense: the article is natural, and the magic hand is even." Maybe a lot of amazing works really come from nature? Maybe one day, someone happens to encounter it, just like Boya and the child. ”

Wang Fengming shook his head and said, "When you say this, I don't understand it even more." ”

Xiaomei said: "To put it bluntly, people, in fact, are just a carrier, you think about it, there are so many words in the world, why is it that those words are combined to sound good?" Isn't that a wonderful combination? ”

Suddenly the crowd fell silent.

"Everybody is like a key, there are many chests waiting for the key to be opened, sometimes, you open a chest, you find a bunch of treasures in the chest, but sometimes, you open a chest, and you find that the chest is just a pile of useless waste. Everyone is a writer, it's just a matter of timing, some people may be born with this opportunity, but some people may not have found a key suitable for opening a chest full of treasures in their lifetime. ”

She looked at everyone's confused expressions and said, "Therefore, some people are talented, some people are mediocre, some people suddenly have brilliant strokes, and some people are exhausted overnight. Some people will have a heart and soul with others, and some people will not be related. ”

"Got a heart? As like as an apple to an oyster? Erhei asked.

"Because some people think so close to each other that they can attract each other, while some people think far apart from each other and even exclude each other. In short, many things have come together because of countless opportunities, but they are also scattered because of many opportunities. ”

She suddenly smiled lightly: "It seems a bit suspenseful to say this." Listen to it as a joke. Don't take it seriously. ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked to the hall of the Aquarius Village.

"Wait a minute!" You Yong suddenly stopped her way and said: "According to the little girl, everyone will make a fuss, so is there a writer among the peasants who can't read a single word?" ”

Xiaomei nodded: "It stands to reason that this is the case." ”

You Yong suddenly laughed: "I don't know a single big word, how can I make a fuss?" ”

"Ears and eyes, subtle." Xiaomei said: "For example, the Han Dynasty nursery rhyme "Kyoto Ballad": straight as a string, on the edge of the dead road; Qu is like a hook, anti-feudal. It's like the Southern Song Dynasty folk song "The Moon Bends to Shine on Kyushu": The confinement bends to Kyushu, how many families are happy and how sad? How many couples are in the same tent, and how many are floating outside? There are also folk songs like the Yuan Dynasty "The Ballad of Taiwan, Wen, and Chuzhou Tree Flags": The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the people are few and public. How about hitting three times a day, and not treating it back?

The people who can recite these ballads must not be sassy people, and they may not know how to write these words all their lives, but these things have been handed down. Many of the articles from the folk sound more evocative than the vassal elegance and disease-free moaning of the literati. ”

You Yong shook the folding fan in his hand and said, "These contents are all ......"

"Anti-poetry, right?" The little sister said first.

"Sometimes, the more forbidden things are, the more intriguing they are." Her gaze looked farther away, and a ray of light pierced through the wisteria flowers and locust leaves and hit her forehead, and the shadow was mottled.

She looked back at the cottage hall and said, "Like, it." ”

The location of this hall is the same place where Xiaomei and Erhei last encountered wolves when they entered the Aquarius Village, but it was much more spectacular than what they had seen before. Although it was the first time for the two of them to see the most glorious face of this hall, they felt that they were not strangers.

The house looked like it could accommodate a lot of people, and although it was an old mud structure, the lanterns hung outside the hall and the hall was neatly furnished, which should have been quite a magnificent house for the era of thirty years ago.

Xiaomei looked into the hall with an open door in the middle, the hall was slightly larger, there was a slightly heroic Taishi chair in the middle, there were more than a dozen slightly smaller chairs on each side of the door in turn, and the pillars on both sides of the Taishi chair in the middle were engraved with a couplet: The world's rich heroes are the only kings, and the heroes of Kyushu in the world are all one family. On the beam in the middle, there is a horizontal criticism: There is a way to steal!

Directly above the Taishi chair, on a wooden plaque, the dragon and the phoenix dance magnificently three big characters - Green Forest Hall.