It's Sunday, and I guess my friends might be free.

If the following chapter is released in a single day, it seems a bit neglectful to everyone. Publish it now as the second update of the day!

Thank you~!

Xia Guohui called out to his sister, "My little sister is so strange today, she suddenly cares about her brother, and of course her brother's head doesn't hurt." My brother doesn't like to play games now, your pocket money is yours, I can't ask for it. Since you said that I bought the "Haizi Poetry Collection" on the table, can you borrow it from my brother first, and return it to you after reading it!" Xia Guohui actually gave up and continued to explore the online novel written by his sister.

Xia Yizhen remembered Xiaotu's initial assertion, her brother had changed, he had selective amnesia about what had just happened, she took the book on the computer desk and handed it to her brother. At this time, she still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that her brother was just joking with him.

But Xia Guohui is a serious person about "acting", he took the book handed over by his sister, said thank you to his sister, got up and went out, and returned to the living room where his sister could see it, he chose a sofa to sit down, turned his back to his sister, opened the first page of "Haizi's Poems", and started reading from the preface of the publishing house.

Xia Guohui's slightly hoarse bass during the change of voice sounded in the living room, and he forced himself to read it, and once the sleepiness came up, he secretly pinched his thigh.

Mother Zhao Mengtian came back from playing mahjong, she lost 50 yuan in the afternoon, she was not in a good mood, and when she saw her son sitting on the sofa in the living room near the TV, she muttered that she didn't know what she was doing, and her anger was fanned.

"My sister has good grades and doesn't forget to study, even if her classmates come to her, they discuss topics related to learning together. He's an older brother, and he breaks people's hearts all day long, and he doesn't even dare to take his report card home, and now he doesn't know what to scare there?"

Zhao Mengtian's psychological activities were completed in one go, and she walked quickly to her son, and her mother was defeated, so she decided to teach this boy who did not grow up a lesson!

She slapped her son on the back and was about to continue questioning her son.

Xia Guohui was struggling with the "will to get sleepy when he reads", and he just got stuck at the point of confusion, and was woken up by this sudden slap, his scalp slammed and he was full of energy.

"Mom, what are you doing, your good son is reading poetry! If you don't believe it, you can ask your sister!" Xia Guohui didn't have to look back to guess that the person who started was his mother, and the strength and feeling of that hand were too familiar to him.

Zhao Mengtian was stunned for a moment, "What are you talking about! You're reading! Show your mother!"

Zhao Mengtian pulled his son away, and snatched the book he was holding in his hand with a smile, "Well, "Haizi Poetry Collection", stinky boy, your teacher asked you to read it?"

"Mom, you keep asking like this, you seem uneducated, don't you? ”

A few days ago, the official Weibo of the "People's Daily" also posted Hai Zi's classic poems to netizens, and called on netizens to read Hai Zi's poems: Today, read these poems again! In an era when few people write poems, this is the best memory of the poet. May facing the sea and spring blossoms. ”

"People's Daily! The authority of the country's traditional paper media! Of course, our teachers have recognized it, and this is the number of extracurricular reading books that our Chinese teachers have designated and recommended. ”

"My mother, I'll popularize it for your old man. One of Haizi's poems was also selected into our first-year high school extracurricular reading textbook! The name of the poem is "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms". ”

"Mom, my son will surprise you again! You can turn to the page of "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" through the table of contents of this poetry collection, listen to your son recite it to you, and see if your son has studied well. ”

Zhao Mengtian listened to what his son said so much, and found the poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" in disbelief, and quickly browsed it.

"Well, the poem is not short, and it doesn't rhyme like an ancient poem, so it's difficult to memorize. Okay, mom is ready, you can memorize it! See if you can convey the full feelings in the poem, and you can test whether you are reciting mechanically or really understanding. ”

Xia Guohui cleared his throat, stood up to face his mother, stretched out his hands, and there was no cheat sheet on the front and back. He squinted his eyes, as if entering the mood of the poem, and began to recite:

"Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms", author Haizi. ”

"Be a happy person from tomorrow

Feed the horses and chop firewood to travel the world

Care about food and vegetables from tomorrow

I have a house

Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming

Communicate with each and every one of your loved ones from tomorrow

Tell them about my happiness

The blissful lightning told me

I'm going to tell everybody

Give every river and every mountain a warm name

Strangers, I bless you

May you have a bright future

May you have a lover and eventually become married

May you be blessed on earth

I just want to face the sea and the spring flowers bloom."

It was as if he were the reincarnation of a poet, as if he were reading his own work.

Before he gave the book "Hai Zi Poems" to his sister, he consulted the poet Hai Zi's information on the Internet, the external environment and the author's own state of mind when writing this poem, he read almost all the famous comments about this poem.

contributed to his mother's assessment of him, allowing him to push the self-directed and self-acting story to the first peak, his heart was snickering, and the state reflected was his ease.

His mother Zhao Mengtian actually didn't know much about Haizi before, but she felt her son's devotion from her son's understanding and enthusiasm for modern poetry, and he must have worked hard in the time she couldn't see.

Zhao Mengtian blamed herself for misunderstanding her son, she felt that she had preconceived prejudices against her son, and she really cared too little about her son.

Zhao Mengtian handed the open poetry book to his son, "Read it well! It's good! Mom shouldn't beat you, Mom will cook for you." ”

Coming into contact with his mother's expectant gaze and feeling his mother's affirmative attitude, Xia Guohui felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart. "I was preparing for the truth of the prank, but I didn't expect that I could do it well, and it felt good to be praised by my mother. ”

Xia Guohui's heart was mixed, he unconsciously changed a correct attitude, re-examined the poetry collection in his hand, he took out a notebook and pen from the room, and solemnly recorded the poems he had just memorized to the second page of the book he had never used.

Although Xia Yizhen was in the room, in fact, she had been secretly observing her brother who had become different through the crack in the door, this was the brother she had never seen before, and her brother was serious about studying, which made her feel admired.

It's still daytime, and her father will come back later, she doesn't dare to use the computer to write a book in the daytime when people are active, she writes a summary of what she wants to write in a locked diary, waiting for the night to fall, that is the time she can really be alone, will not cause secondary systemic damage to her brother, and will not implicate family and friends. At that time, the plot that has been thought out will be quickly rolled out on the computer.

Completing the book in an orderly manner as soon as possible is the greatest compensation for my brother.

She set up a very complex boot password for the computer, which consists of uppercase and lowercase letters, numbers, and special symbols.

Mom has been busy in the kitchen, and she has nowhere to release her happiness, so she actually hummed a pop song she heard recently: "Calories", "Magic Mirror Magic Mirror Look at me, where is my collarbone? Beautiful! I want to be beautiful! I want to be a heartthrob!"

Xia Guohui and Xia Yizhen, the brothers and sisters, were powerless to complain when they heard it. He and she each pursued their own business until Dad came back and Mom called their siblings to dinner.

Dad Xia Zhiqiu came back and saw Xia Guohui working hard, reading and writing at the same time.

Mother Zhao Mengtian immediately pulled her husband to the kitchen and whispered excitedly to her husband to report her son's affairs.

Xia Zhiqiu listened, his eyes were full of brilliance, after all, he thought long-term, he proposed how to deal with the things that his son likes to study, he had doubts about whether he wanted to praise his son, whether his son picked up the book on a whim and made a show, whether he would be proud of his appreciation, because he had achieved a little achievement and stagnated.