After dinner, Lei Lei went to do his homework, Lei Jun washed dishes and cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen, he turned on the TV, and taught Li Bai how to use the remote control, but Li Bai's interest didn't seem to be too high.

When Lei Jun came out of the kitchen, he saw Li Bai in a daze at "News Network".

"What do you want?" Lei Jun smiled, "Still concerned about national affairs? ”

Li Bai's eyes stared at the TV for a long time before he said slowly: "Brother Lei, why do even little girls have to recite my poems?" ”

Lei Jun panicked when he heard this, and he hurriedly turned to Li Bai: "Hey, don't think about it!" The little girl said casually, why did you fall in love? ”

"She said that all the children in the world have to memorize my poems, why do all the children in the world have to memorize my poems? If you can't carry it, do you have to play the handboard? Why? I don't write poetry for children......"

"No handboarding! There's no such rule now. Lei Jun hurriedly explained, "Xiaobai, listen to me, there is a big misunderstanding in this matter......

"Anyway, the children of the world have to memorize my poems, don't they?"

Lei Jun was stunned for a long time, and nodded with difficulty: "This ...... Indeed, not to mention Lei Lei, even I grew up with your poems on my back. ”

Li Bai looked at Lei Jun in surprise!

"But Xiaobai, I don't think there's anything wrong with this at all. I love your poems......"

"But the children memorize my poems very hard, and my poems are not written for them to read, and they are not the Book of Songs and the Book of Songs, why do they memorize my poems?"

"The children have long stopped reciting the Book of Poetry now, except for the four sentences of Guan Guan Ju Dove." Lei Jun said, "The ancient poems in middle school textbooks are mainly based on yours, Du Zimei, and Bai Letian's poems - oh Bai Juyi, you don't know him, he is many years later than you - anyway, it is the three poets of the Tang Dynasty." Xiaobai, you are in the first place, you are a poet, of course, there will be a large number of works selected into middle school textbooks. ”

"It's a middle school textbook again...... Li Bai frowned, "If you don't read a good subset of scriptures and history, what's the use of reading my poems?" ”

Lei Jun took off his apron and smiled: "A subset of scripture and history? You're also looking too highly at today's children. They can't even read your poems, so where do they have the ability to read a subset of scripture history? ”

"Why read it if you don't know what it means?" Li Bai looked sincere, "I wrote those poems, and my heart was very happy, but I never expected that the children of the world would be depressed and irritable for my poems, and I would never write them again!" ”

When Lei Jun heard this, he was shocked!

"Hey, hey! No kidding! What do you mean you don't write? ”

"No more poetry. Some poems are also held in the stomach, and they are not written, so as not to harm the children of the world. ”

"Alas, my poet! Aren't you trying to make me a national sinner? Other! Don't! Well, I'll call Lei Lei to apologize to you......"

Li Bai grabbed Lei Jun's arm: "What are you going to do?!" It's none of her business! ”

"It's all because she complains that you don't write poetry, how can you not let her apologize?!"

"Even if she apologizes, I won't write it." Li Bai said angrily, "I don't want children to be unhappy all day long because of my poems." ”

Lei Jun was helpless, and he also sat down on the sofa.

"Actually, Xiaobai, this has nothing to do with you." He explained softly, "It is the nature of children who don't need to work and don't like to read. Even if there is no poem from yours, and Du Zimei, I still remember his 'August Autumn High Wind Roar', what a long poem, I memorized it for three days. ”

"Oh?" Li Bai's eyes widened, "I didn't hear him mention this poem." ”

"That was later when he wrote it," Lei Jun said with a smile, "You don't know, when he is old, he writes better poems than when he was in the prime of life." ”

"That's the case...... Li Bai's expression softened, "Zimei is rigorous and sincere, I know that he will be able to become a great weapon in the future." ”

"Therefore, without your poems, there are also his poems, without his poems, there are also poems by Meng Haoran and Luo Binwang, and there are Li Yu and Li Qingzhao behind...... Children who don't like to read are depressed all the time. ”

Li Bai's head lowered slightly, and he was silent.

"I'm not complimenting you just because you're here." Lei Jun said, "Xiaobai, the entire history of Chinese culture, if you are cut out, it will be incomplete, whether you want to or not, in fact, you have represented the entire Tang Dynasty and even the whole of China, the people of the whole world, they can't remember the names of several emperors in the Tang Dynasty, they can't remember the change of dynasties, the prime minister's stay, but they remember you and your poems, think about it, even Wang Shengping, the poor county farmer who only read for a few years, even he knows you - otherwise he wouldn't joke with your name, until now, Do you still think your poems are not important? ”

Listening to Lei Jun's words, Li Bai pondered for a long time.

"Although Brother Lei said so, my heart for writing poetry has also decreased a lot recently."

"Oh, you ...... man"

"I think I'd better stop writing poetry for the time being." Li Bai said, "I know very little, especially in this era, it is better to read and listen more than to compose poetry." ”

Lei Jun couldn't, so he had to nod: "As long as you don't make it impossible to write poems anymore." ”

"Brother Lei, whether I write poetry or not, is it really that important?"

Lei Jun sighed, he raised his face and thought for a while: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon...... My name is Guo Degang. ”

Li Bai looked at him in a daze: "Who is Guo Degang?" That's not how I wrote that last sentence. ”

Lei Jun laughed!

"Okay, I was wrong, what I meant just now is that if there is no your poem, even Guo Degang's cross talk will become boring - don't care who Guo Degang is, I'll introduce him to you later. In fact, I am missing: those who forsake me, the day of yesterday shall not remain, and those who disturb my heart ......"

“…… Those who mess with my heart, today's day is full of worries, and the long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles, and you can be a tall building. Li Bai read the poem here and said, "This is what I wrote when I bid farewell to the secretary of the provincial school Li Yunshi during my time in Xuancheng." ”

"Well, I know," Lei Jun nodded, "this is my favorite of all your poems." ”

Li Bai smiled, his smile looked a little proud, but he didn't speak.

"I like this poem very much, I was depressed when I was in college, and I often read it, and I always feel very warm and transparent." Lei Jun said, "I didn't study literature originally, I was just an engineering student who didn't know how to read and ink in the early days. ”

"Engineering students?"

"Well, it's simply a slightly more skilled craftsman." Lei Jun smiled, "A craftsman, understand?" He wasn't a scribe at all. But even if you are an ordinary craftsman, your poems can still touch the hearts of these people. You're right, it's hard for children to understand your poems, but children will grow up after all, and when they grow up, they will naturally know how good poetry is. ”

After speaking, Lei Jun stood up and dragged Li Bai: "Okay, let's not talk about these first, I'll teach you how to use the bathroom." ”