"Rainy and sunny. The green water is full of new pools. Shuangyan flew to the weeping willow courtyard, and the pavilion painting curtain was high. ”

Looking at the floating clouds, Su Qianqian suddenly remembered the sentence in Feng Yansi's "Qingping Le, Rainy and Clear Smoke Night".

That's my sister's most precious thread-bound version of the Song Cili sentence.

Words come together occasionally, and so does rain.

If you grieve, it will rain on your heart; If you have nothing to suppress yourself, your heart is an ocean.

When the rain washes the dust, the rain hits the face and body, and we begin to be clear, and our eyes begin to shine.

Occasionally take a deep breath and find that it turns out that sometimes it rains because the world needs to be washed.

Su Qianqian looked at the reflection of the clear sky in a few stagnant water puddles, and after the rain, he just waited for the smoke to rise.

Inadvertently found that the gaze on the opposite side.

The boy who wanted to be her sister was watching her again!

What is Tong Tong thinking? Why do you keep glancing at her?

Could it be that she is going to retake the fourth grade with her?

Out of the corner of his shallow eyes, Su glanced at Tong Tong diagonally opposite, and glanced at Uncle Tong Shuai in the left rear by the way.

At this moment, it was quiet again, and there was no more silence.

And Grandpa Li, why can't you talk half of the way all of a sudden?

Character decides, fate?

She doesn't think so.

She thinks that the environment has the greatest impact on a Rao, isn't there a method of Meng's mother's three migrations and the south orange and the north orange?

Su Qianqian blinked his eyes, lowered his eyes, and looked at the waterlogged ground under his feet.

It's up to Grandpa Li and Uncle Tong to discuss.

She still listened to Uncle Wang's singing quietly, and then waited for lunch to eat.

Well? Sing?

Uncle Wang doesn't seem to have sung for a while.

Su Qianqian turned his head and looked at Uncle Wang's grandmother Zhao in front of the hall house, the two of them were the same as before, and there were still laughs!

I just don't sing anymore.

Could it be that Uncle Wang is being criticized again?

Su Qianqian raised his eyebrows slightly, maybe, he was brewing the next song, right?

"No," Tong Shuai raised his hand to wipe his face and sneered, "I think, the personality can't be decided."

Well? Su Qianqian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Tong Shuai.

Uncle Tong didn't give Grandpa Li face too much.

Ahem, it seems, there is a little truth, could it be that Uncle Tong also thinks the same as her?

"......", Tong Tong glanced back at his father, too much to give Mr. Li face.

Teacher Li's personality still determines fate just now? Dad said no!

Is this the attitude of asking people to do things?

Teacher Li hasn't agreed yet, so which grade will she report to?

Daddy is really!

Tong Tong winked at Tong Shuai.

"What's wrong? Am I wrong? Tong Shuai wiped the corners of his mouth and looked at Tong Tong.

His daughter's eyes looked at him, how could she have a touch of disgust.

He knew that he didn't know how to learn, but that was only the past, and now he is a good citizen.

Every time Tong Tong reads, he sits on the side and reads a book for half an hour, so that the other two guys also take a stool and hold a book in a good manner, sit next to him, and read the book.

Zhan Yundu has made progress now, knows how to lead by example, and is a role model for his children.

Tong Tong listened to it at the time, and joked to him, Du parents are the first teachers of their children, and Dad is now ready to be a good parent for his younger brother and sister?

When he heard this, he laughed on the side, patted his childish face and his childhood's face, hurry up and read a book, Dad is a teacher now.

Tong Yan and Childhood grinned, lowered their heads very obediently, and turned the pages of the books in front of them.

Why does Tong Tong dislike him again now?

Tong Tong opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he heard Principal Li's voice.

"Character doesn't decide everything? So what do you think determines everything? ”

The corners of Principal Li's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at Tong Shuai.

Hey, this stink, he just finished his character to decide his fate, and this stinky man gave him a denial!

He wanted to see what kind of insight this stinky man could come up with.

Tong Tong turned his head to look at Principal Li, and then turned to Tong Shuai.

What the hell does Dad want to make trouble? Acting in front of Principal Li?

It's the same as Teacher Wang back then, the class has an axe!

"Ugh." Tong Shuai raised his hand and grabbed his face, glanced at Tong Tong, and then looked at Principal Li, "I think, the environment, the environment in which the children are located is still more important." ”

Tong Tong didn't let him, and he got it.

If you cause trouble yourself, you will boast about it, and you have to finish it.

What's more, it's not nonsense for him to do this.

He remembered that not long ago, he seemed to have read in a book, that at the beginning of people, their nature was good, and their habits were similar.

As for the character, it is also caused by the environment, putting a child in the wolf pack, no matter how smart and wise he is, ten years have passed, and he is also a wolf.

Isn't that because of the environment?

There is also a problem in the book, which is about language learning, a child is not standard in Mandarin, it is because the people in the environment are all speaking in their hometown.

Like him, he won't be a child's Mandarin is not standard.

Because he himself speaks a strong local dialect of Liujiacun.

Tong Shuai raised his eyebrows inadvertently, Principal Li has been in Liujia Village for almost twenty years, but Mandarin is still that standard.

It seems that Tong Shuai couldn't help but raise his hand and wipe his face, and he really can't believe all the words in this book.

It is still reasonable to believe that the book is equal to the absence of the book.

"In addition to the environment, self-discipline is also very important." Tong Shuai thought about it for a while, and looked at Principal Li very seriously, "All gentlemen are cautious." ”

There's nothing wrong with that, right?

Principal Li and Teacher Zhao must also speak Mandarin at home, right?

Actually, what does it have to do with Shen Du?

In white, it's still a problem with the environment.

Tong Shuai put down his hand and smiled at Principal Li, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Tong Tong's somewhat surprised eyes on the side.

What is there to be surprised about!

He understood what his daughter meant just now.

Slap Principal Li's ass!

Principal Li, who was originally squinting slightly and staring at Tong Shuai with squinted eyes, heard this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he nodded slightly: "There must be some truth." ”

Look, Tong Shuai laughed and looked at Tong Tong.

Tong Tong blinked her eyes and thought thoughtfully, ahem, she understood.

Dad actually knows how to shoot Principal Li's horse P.

Gentleman cautious!

Hehe! Su Qianqian smiled slightly, his eyes slid over Tong Shuai's smiling face, swept over Tong Tong's smile, and then turned his head to look at the happy Principal Li, don't look over.

A gust of wind blew in the face, blowing down a few drops of rain in front of the eaves.

Looking at the falling raindrops, Su Qianqian smiled slightly, and dimples appeared on his face.

Looking at the falling raindrops, Su Qianqian smiled slightly, and dimples appeared on his face.

Every season can encounter a rain, or dripping, or misty......

And she, just standing there, not speaking, only listening and watching, only sprinkling for it.

Because watching the rain or listening to the rain, for her, for the people who watch the rain, there will be a sense of the quiet and long years, and this sense of longevity will make people still remember some details of that time clearly after many years.

The falling rain, in Jiangnan, in her eyes, is always an eternal and gentle existence.

Just because, in the rainy Jiangnan, the rain always comes so dense and gentle, it will make people feel tender like water in that moment.

And on that rainy night, a lamp is like a bean, and in the shadow of the bean flower, when listening or watching, looking for the same imprint in the memory, when the heart is touched, a drop of ink is grinded, which is equivalent to falling on the letterhead.

So, another story began.

Just like at this moment, when she looked up, the rain had stopped, and the clear sky had revealed a clear blue ......

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