"It was originally called "Children's Fishing"!" Edamame told Hu Lingneng, "In our time, you can write such interesting and vivid poems, which should be printed in books for all children to learn!" ”

Hu Lingneng frowned and asked: "There are a lot of novelties in what little brother said, can you explain it in detail and make it clear?" ”

"That's it...... It's just ......" Edamame Mao bit his fingers, he thought for a long time, beat Hu Lingneng's chest and explained: "All in all, you are so talented, others will treat you as a talent, so no one will call you 'Hu Dinghing'." They will call you - Hu Da Poet! ”

"Really?!" Hu Lingneng was clearly excited.

"Of course!" Edamame rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "It's just that those children who can't memorize poems may draw your portrait in their homework book and put a lot of crosses and forks." Or cut out the painting and give it to Ultraman to beat up......"

Hu Ling couldn't hear Edamame Mao's self-talk clearly, so he modestly leaned forward and asked Edamame to speak louder.

Edamame Mao hurriedly sloppy eyes, he, he smiled, he said: "I'm just reciting and retelling your poems, listen, listen to what I say is complete, right?" ”

"Kids Fishing"

【Tang】Hu Lingneng

The unkempt child learns to hang Lun, and sits on the side of the berry moss.

Passers-by beckoned by asking Yao, and they were so frightened that they were shocked. ”

Hu Lingneng nodded again and again, he fell into intoxication, and said to himself: "Will the world remember my poem?" Will you remember not only my poem, but also my name? Don't dare to think, don't dare to think...... No...... Dare...... Want to ......"

Edamame listened to Hu Lingneng's voice getting deeper and lower, and finally faded away like a robot without electricity. He stared at Hu Lingneng curiously, and Hu Lingneng's face seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't move.

Edamame Mao stretched out his hand to touch Hu Lingneng, but found that his outstretched fingers were melting like ice cream.

"Oops! What's wrong?! Edamame Mao lowered his head - in the afterglow, his Ruofei was also melting, and it seemed to become a mango paparazzi ice cream.

Edamame screamed in panic, and his voice began to fade away. Finally, Edamame's eyes went black and he couldn't see anything.

"Ah——!h

Letting out a scream, Edamame woke up in his bed, Ladora crouching in front of him. La Dola covered Edamame's mouth and whispered, "Shhh Don't wake up your mom and dad! ”

"La-la-la? Dollah?! La-do-la-la! Edamame looked at this familiar and lovely face with delight, and he tilted his head again, and Ruofei yawned and opened his eyes.

Edamame's hanging heart finally fell, he hugged La Dola, and said, "It's terrible! Just now, Ruofei and I melted in our dreams! ”

"I know, I know." Ladora was so ashamed that it said, "I'm sorry, I wanted to conserve some energy, so I didn't fall into the dream with you." But don't worry, I know in my heart that nothing will really happen to you! ”

Edamame Mao suddenly realized, he said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Ladola, did you make you tired today?" ”

"It's okay, it's a good thing that you're studious." La Dola said: "I heard that you learned "Child's Fishing", and the dream ended. You see, I'm not okay right now. As long as I don't sleep in my dreams, there's no problem. ”

"Huh?! Is that "Children's Fishing" really a poem that we want to memorize? Oh my God, any passer-by in the Tang Dynasty can leave a famous story through the ages, what kind of dynasty is this! ”

"Hahaha, look at what you said! That Hu Lingneng is not a casual passerby. ”

"Haha, I know, I'm kidding." Edamame Mao fell into the memories of Hu Lingneng, and he sighed: "Study hard and practice hard, there will be rewards!" ”