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The forester looked at the newly cushioned loess road and walked for a while, and then he was satisfied to lower the curtain of the carriage and sit back in the carriage.

The forester had just sat down for a while when he suddenly heard a familiar poem.

"Wet and thin, the clothes are cold, and the Tian family is not willing to take a break. But the food is expensive and abundant, not sour, only sweet. ”

Isn't this his most proud poem "Autumn Harvest and Rain"?

The forester couldn't help but hurriedly lift the curtains of the carriage again, and poked his head out to look at the outside of the car.

I saw that not far from the guard of honor, all the way to the gate of Jingqiang Village, on both sides of the road, were full of children holding scrolls. Among these boys were not only boys, but also many girls, all of whom wore scribe's robes, and their bodies and faces were clean, and they looked like little scholars.

It was these little scholars who recited their proud work "Autumn Harvest and Rain" in unison.

Although the poem "Autumn Harvest and Rain" by Lin Yuan Wailang is simple in wording, without the slightest gorgeousness, and the poems are simple and clear, it is the most highly evaluated poem in his life and the work he is most proud of.

This poem "Autumn Harvest and Rain" was written by the forester Wailang when he was worried at home, when he saw the farmers in his hometown during the autumn harvest, it was raining, and they were not afraid of the wind and rain in order to grab the wheat. Although the poem is unpretentious, it is full of emotion.

In the poem, the worry about the rain of the peasants and their psychology that as long as they can guarantee a good harvest and are not afraid of any hardship, they are very full. This poem is the most outstanding poem in the life of the forester Wailang, and some people even commented that his "Autumn Harvest and Rain" can compete with the former Tang Dynasty Li Shen's "Compassion for Nong"!

Today, in this bitter cold land in the northwest, hearing that even the boys here are reciting their own poems, the forester Wailang can't help but be a little excited.

It turns out that the popularity of his poem is so high, in this bitter cold land in the northwest, there is such a group of little boys who are his fans!!

No, you must get out of the car and let these fans of your own eyes see you to comfort their admiration. Of course, I also felt the reverence of the fans by the way.

The forester knocked on the carriage and signaled the driver to stop.

Zhong Hao saw that the forester Wailang suddenly got out of the car, and hurriedly got off the horse and came over to accompany him.

"Why didn't the forester go directly into the village, but suddenly got off the car, did he think that the lower officials were sluggish?!"

"No, absolutely not, it's just that this official has never been to Hexi, and he wants to experience the customs of the northwest more closely!"

"Then the lower official will accompany the forester to walk around and taste it together!"

"Very good, very good!"

Zhong Hao accompanied the forester Wailang to walk slowly on the newly mated loess road, and walked towards dozens of Jingqiang Village schoolchildren who were chanting "Autumn Harvest and Rain" loudly.

The forester knocked on the side and said: "Dare to ask Zhong Chengshi, these boys are the children of Jingqiang Village?" ”

"Well, they're all students of our Jingqiang Village Academy!"

"Ah...... There is even a school in this Jingqiang village? ”

Zhong Hao said with a smile: "The sage said: There is no way to prosper the country without culture and education." The lower officials dare not forget at any time, and wherever they can, they must promote and support the cultural and educational affairs of my Great Song Dynasty! ”

Zhong Hao's answer surprised the forester.

He was glad to hear the schoolchildren chanting their poems. But I still know in my heart that with my small fame, it is impossible for even the children of this bitter cold land in the northwest to know.

These boys reciting their own poems must have been arranged by the Zhong Chengshi in front of them in order to welcome him. He thought that these children were the children of the Xiangjun in Jingqiang Village, and he was casually taught a few lines of his own poems by Zhong Chengshilang, and came to the door to line up to greet him. I didn't expect that there was a school in this Jingqiang village, and these children were really schoolchildren.

The literati of the Great Song Dynasty were quite concerned about cultural and educational matters, and the forester Wailang heard that Zhong Hao had opened a school in a war village in the bitter cold land of the northwest, and he couldn't help but admire it.

It seems that this Zhong Cheng is a doer among my generation of literati, in this war-torn and bitter cold place, he has not forgotten to promote cultural and educational things, which makes the forester Wailang very admirable!

The forester walked up to a little boy who was still combing two horns and asked, "Doll, do you know what the poem you just memorized means?" ”

The boy with the horn said: "Yes, Mr. Cao taught us that this poem is about the rain that the farmers encounter during the autumn harvest. The poem shows that it is not easy for farmers to farm, but as long as they can ensure a bumper harvest of grain, no matter how hard and tired they are, the farmers will not say that they are bitter. Mr. Cao also said that the author of this poem is a good person who can truly understand the suffering of the people, so let us respect it more in the future! ”

Then the boy said, "Now that the autumn harvest is coming soon, I hope it won't rain, or my father will suffer too!" ”

was praised by a child in the age of the general horn with simple words, and the forester wailang listened to it, and he was really comfortable in his heart! And because this boy is reading his own poems, he thinks that he hopes that it will not rain, so as not to be affected by his father's autumn harvest. It seems that his poem is still quite edifying.

"And how long have you been studying in the Academy?"

"It's been half a year!"

"How many words do you know?"

"I can memorize all the words in "Thousand Words", and I know all the words in it!"

"Can you memorize a paragraph for me to listen to?"

The little boy looked at Zhong Hao, the mountain chief of the school, and saw him nodding, so he opened his mouth and recited: "Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate." The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in winter. Leap more than adulthood, Lu Lu tunes the yang ......"

The little boy memorized more than 30 sentences in one go, and the forester Wailang listened to it with relish.

"Good doll, I know you have learned "Thousand Words", you are really good!"

The little boy heard the praise of the forester, and hurriedly saluted and thanked him.

Lin Yuanwailang also bowed deeply to Zhong Hao at this time, and said: "Zhong Chengshi is a model for my generation, in this bitter cold land in the northwest, he has not forgotten the matter of education, and Lin has paid tribute to Zhong Chengshi on behalf of his superiors!" ”

Zhong Hao hurriedly replied: "This is a matter for my generation of literati, Zhong Mou has done this as his duty, why does Brother Lin need to be like this!" Zhong Hao saw that Lin Wailang regarded himself as a member of the same literati front and no longer called himself his own official, so Zhong Hao naturally called him Brother Lin by the way.

"Haha, Wen Xuan must not be called Brother Lin, just listen to the shengfen, just call me the table!" Before the forester came to Jingqiang Village, he knew about Zhong Hao, so he naturally knew that his name was Wenxuan.

"Then listen to Brother Mingyuan! Haha, Brother Mingyuan, please enter the village! Fu Bi's letter to Zhong Hao contained information about the forester wailang, and Zhong Hao naturally knew the words of the forester wailang.

Zhong Hao and the forester Wailang became cordial, and immediately took the arm of the forester Wailang and entered the village with him.

(To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.