Du Jiumei was not in a hurry, got up from the chair, walked to the middle of the hall, and said: "The poem I made is not long, it is a five-character poem, the name is "Song of the Goose", Goose Goose Goose, the song to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the anthurium plucks the clear waves! ”

As soon as Du Jiumei's words fell, Du Dashan's laughter broke out instantly, and said, "Hahaha, goose goose, song to the sky······ Xiao Jiu'er······ You ·······"

Du Dashan laughed so much that tears were left, this is the poem that his daughter learned when she was in elementary school, and she knew that this girl was lazy and couldn't write poetry, so she could only continue to plagiarize others. It's just a good daughter, you have been in school for so many years, you want to plagiarize, and you also plagiarize a little bit of technical content! What a poem for a primary school student!

Du Jiumei was embarrassed by her father's laughter, and looked at her father sadly, didn't she just recite a primary school poem that everyone could in her previous life? As for smiling, it's too faceless!

Yang also understood this poem, but he felt that this poem was too simple, and he didn't do it well at the lotus party that day, so he said with a calm face: "This is the poem you made?" How do I sound like a child? ”

This little Jiu'er must be fooling her!

Du Jiumei nodded, mother, you are right, this poem was written by a child. But your daughter is not even as good as a child, she just can't write.

"I'm not big, I can't write good poems!" Du Jiumei stalked her neck, anyway, it was a mistake. Every time she plagiarizes the masterpiece, how can she attack it unpreparedly for a while, and she can occupy the peak!

"Humph!" Yang said, "This poem is not good. This week's rewards are gone. If you don't make a good song next time, there will be no reward yet. ”

Du Jiumei was anxious, her mother's punishment was too harsh, she couldn't go out, she couldn't play, she couldn't do things behind closed doors, it was too inhumane, she couldn't wait: "Mother, although this poem is simple, it is because of this." It's easy to understand. Don't worry. My daughter will explain it to you. Behold, the poem begins with a striking preamble, "Goose! Goose! Goose!" Write the beauty of the sound of the goose, and write the beauty of the goose's lines and colors through the contrast of "song" and "to the sky", "white hair" and "green water", "anthurium" and "clear wave". Meantime. The words "song", "floating" and "dialing" also write the dynamic beauty of the goose. The perfect combination of hearing and vision, static and dynamic, sound and color brings the shape of the goose to life, which can be seen. This is a song that is too good to be good! Mother, you have to taste it carefully. Just because the verse is simple doesn't mean it's bad! ”

"Hahaha!" This time, it was not only Du Dashan who laughed, but except for Yang, everyone else also laughed.

"Is it really that good?" Yang Shi was unsure, and looked at his husband Du Dashan, after all, he only recognized a few words, memorized a few poems, and his appreciation ability was not very high.

Du Dashan nodded and said: "Our little Jiu'er's poem is very good, don't believe it, you ask your father and uncle!" ”

Yang looked at the two of them, seeking answers.

King Guangling smiled and said: "A rare masterpiece, it can be used as an enlightenment poem, Xiao Jiu'er is amazing." ”

"Oh, Xiao Jiu'er is amazing, she can write such good poems." Feng Qingyang exclaimed, touching his sparse gray beard, "This poem is very simple, but it is very aura, and the explanation is very comprehensive, which shows that Xiao Jiu'er has worked hard." ”

"See, mother, my verses are very good." Du Jiumei said, asking her mother to give the same treatment as the seventh sister.

Yang took out a book ticket, as well as a jewelry receipt from the Treasure Pavilion, and said, "Let's go with your seventh sister tomorrow, and make persistent efforts next time, there will be a reward!" ”

Seeing this, Du Wulang saw the intention of hunting, and said with a smile: "Mother, you can't be partial, just give the seventh sister and Xiao Jiu'er a reward, I, Jingyi and Hachiro compose poems, is there a reward?" ”

The children love to learn very well, Yang supported, and said: "Okay, any of you who compose poems will be rewarded!" ”

Du Xuan, a little kid, was playing with building blocks, and when he heard his mother's words, he interjected: "I also want to compose poems, and I also want to reward." Goose goose goose, song to the sky. White-haired floating green water ······"

When Du Xuan was playing on the side, he memorized the song "Song of the Goose" that Du Jiumei had just recited.

Du Xuan is almost three years old this year, and he has not yet been enlightened, only Du Jiumei teaches simple words on weekdays, upper, middle and lower, and eloquent. I knew that he was smart, but I didn't expect that Du Xuan could actually remember it after listening to it once.

Du Xuan's interjection made King Guangling and Feng Qingyang look at each other, and a smile appeared in their eyes.

King Guangling picked up Du Xuan and said, "Does Xiao Man'er also like to recite poems?"

"I like it!" Du Xuan said crisply, his head nodded.

Everyone was amused by Du Xuan's funny appearance, and felt that this was really smart.

"And what verses will you be subjected to?" King Guangling asked, there was no enlightenment, he also asked casually.

Du Xuan thought for a while and said, "Jiangshang is general, and Inoue is a black hole." The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. ”

"Huh?" King Guangling was stunned, what kind of verse is this, it is the same as slipping out of the mouth.

Du Dashan burst into laughter again: "Haha, this poem is well written, there is no mention of writing snow, but no matter who listens to it, they know that it is written about snow." ”

Feng Qingyang frowned, and then suddenly realized that snow is a noble existence in the eyes of the world, but he didn't expect it to be described like this.

King Guangling also figured it out, pinched Du Xuan's little fleshy face, and said, "Xiao Man'er is awesome, who taught you this poem?" ”

Du Xuan only thought about Du Jiumei very righteously: "Ninth Sister taught." ”

Du Jiumei really wanted to find a hole to drill into, and she knew that she wouldn't teach this kid!

"Hehe, slip the mouth, slip the tongue." Du Jiumei explained far-fetchedly, "I didn't do it, I overheard a merchant in Guangling Mansion say it!" ”

Feng Qingyang applauded: "The merchant who fights oil? Jingle? Hehe, then this kind of easy-to-understand, but incomparably appropriate and smooth verses is called limerick poetry, right? ”

Du Dashan, Du Jiumei was stunned, oh my God, the naming of the limerick is still the original name! Is this a coincidence? Or is it a plan of its own?

Feng Qingyang saw Du Dashan, Du Jiumei's expression was like this, and she thought they were opposed, and asked, "Do you think it's not good?"

Du Dashan and Du Jiumei looked at each other, nodded heavily and said, "Okay, absolutely okay!" ”

"Okay, I'll go think about some interesting limericks later." Feng Qingyang was interested, and he couldn't wait to study a new genre.

After this test, Du Jiumei's performance greatly exceeded Yang's expectations, and her uncle and father-in-law both said that it would be good, so it would be very good. But at the same time, I also strengthened the idea of letting my daughter continue to write poems and memorize poems. (To be continued.) )

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