La Duola waved his hand and replied: "Learning from excellent people is not wrong in itself. But what we should learn from others is the good qualities and ways of doing things. In the process of learning, we should not blindly imitate, but also think about why, and 'know what it is and why it is', so that it is right. ”

"La-do-la, that's a good point!" Edamame Mao echoed again and again, he put down the postcard of "Broken Bridge and Remnant Snow", and picked up the "Dongting Lake" again.

Tang Duoduo was also very creative, and instead of writing a letter to Edamame like Tian Youyu, he drew a picture.

A little boy wearing a goose-yellow down jacket and a blue beanie hat appears in the center of the picture, and the edamame is happy at first sight, which is clearly a self-portrait of Tang Duoduo.

"Come on, let's see what kind of poem Tang Duoduo sent you." Ladora was very curious, and she tilted her head to stare at the postcard that Edamame Mao held in her hand.

Edamame cleared his throat and read aloud with emotion:

"Wangdongting"

【Tang】Liu Yuxi

The lake and autumn moon are harmonious, and the surface of the lake has no wind mirrors and is not polished.

Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting from afar, there is a green snail in the silver plate. ”

After reading aloud, Edamame's eyebrows were raised high, his face was full of surprise, and he patted La Dola and said: "It's the first time I've read Liu Yuxi's poems!" It was also the first time I met the poet. ”

"Yes," Ladora thought for a moment and decided to take another test of Edamame, and it asked, "Edamame, do you remember who the poet is?" ”

"Du Fu!" Edamame Mao replied immediately, and he said proudly: "I not only remember that the poet is Du Fu, but also remember that the poet Buddha is Wang Wei, the poet is Li Bai, the poet slave is Jia Dao, and the poet is He Zhizhang." Haha, la-do-la, I didn't embarrass you, did I? ”

"Not bad, not bad!" Ladora was satisfied, and it applauded Edamame excitedly, and said, "Now you have to remember one more person." Liu Yuxi also has a title, and he is respected as a 'poet'. ”

Edamame closed his eyes and muttered for a while. Edamame drew a palace in his mind and invited these great poets back to their rooms.

"Okay! I remembered! Edamame opened his eyes and smiled playfully. He flipped the postcard over and looked at the photo again. Edamame Mao suddenly understood what "a green snail on a silver plate" meant.

"La-do-la, this poem is really interesting. Look at this mountain in Dongting Lake, doesn't it look like a big green snail! ”

La Dola said: "This mountain is called Jun Mountain, and it is a small island in the eight hundred miles of Dongting. It is far away from the famous Yueyang Tower, and the literati and writers of all dynasties love to praise its 'strange', 'small', 'clever', 'secluded', and 'ancient'. There is such a legend that Emperor Shun's concubines Empress E and Nuying came to Dongfu Mountain and heard the news of Emperor Shun's immortal death, and these two people were so grief-stricken that they couldn't help crying. Their tears soaked the bamboo, leaving speckled marks. After the death of Empress E and Nuying, they turned into Xiangshui and were revered as 'Xiangjun'. Later generations also renamed this Dongting Mountain as Jun Mountain to commemorate this poignant and moving mythological story. ”

La Dola gently touched the postcard, and in an instant, the postcard seemed to come alive!

It's obviously a landscape photo in the daytime, but it suddenly becomes dim. A full moon slowly rose, and when the moon rose into the air, another moon appeared—a reflection on the surface of the lake.

The night is so beautiful, Dongting Lake is so beautiful, and Liu Yuxi's poems are even more beautiful!