"Mountain?!" The children responded excitedly in unison.

It looked like they had received important information, but Ladola's expression was not relaxed, and he muttered, "But...... There are too many poems about mountains. I'm already a phobia of choice...... How to choose! ”

The children's heads are also a plate of paste, and everyone is meditating, racing against time to help Qing Xiaolong.

Tian Youyou quietly raised her hand, she had something to say.

"That...... Can I tell us what I think? ”

"Of course!" Clueless, La Dora, wishing someone had given it advice.

"I remembered the exam question I saw when I was in the Ancient Poetry Arena," Tian Youyou said: "The answer to the question I did was Lushan... It is the poem "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple". You say...... Could it be Lushan? ”

"If it's Lushan...... I have a wonderful poem here," Ladora muttered, reciting aloud:

"Title Xilin Wall"

[Song] Su Shi

Horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. ”

La Dola explained: "This is a poem written by Su Shi on the wall of Xilin Temple at the western foot of Lushan Mountain when he visited Lushan, and this poem very cleverly implies the philosophy of life. Su Shi first described the changes and scenery of Lushan Mountain in white verses, and then changed his words, telling what he felt and realized when watching the scene, bringing the reader into an imaginary space with endless aftertaste......"

As soon as La Dola talked about the poem, he forgot everything, and it seemed that he wanted to continue to interpret this ancient poem to the children, but Ge Dazhuang couldn't wait.

"That's it! So what are you waiting for? Ge Dazhuang urged: "Let's hurry up!" Ladola, hurry up and take us to the dream game of "Xilin Wall"! ”

La Dola was roared excited, and the inertia of thinking made it tremble while saying: "Okay, okay, anyway, Lushan is a good place, the birthplace of idyllic poetry, and the birthplace of landscape painting...... Let's take the green dragon, and we'll go. ”

Ladora was just about to recite the spell when she was pulled by Edamame Mao.

"Slow ......down," Edamame said.

"What are you waiting for?!" Ge Dazhuang held the weak Qing Xiaolong and shouted anxiously.

"Don't worry," Edamame said, "La Doragang is already very weak, and it must not have much energy left." If we act rashly, aren't we risking the safety of Qing Xiaolong and La Dola?! ”

"This ......" Ge Dazhuang admitted that Mao Doumao had a point, and he gradually calmed down.

"Edamame Mao is right, let's think about it again, it's better than going wrong!" Tang Duoduo said.

"Okay, Ladola, tell me more about what you read from Qing Xiaolong's consciousness?" Edamame asked.

Ladora recalled, and said, "I saw a mountain......"

"What kind of mountain does it look like?" Edamame asked.

"Round and bulging mountains, oh no...... Some of them are also high and pointed," said Ladora as she gestured as she stretched out her hand, and it said, "It's a clump, black and white mountain ......."

The children were stunned by La Dola's interpretation, and Tian Youyou muttered: "I haven't seen a black and white mountain yet...... Unless it's snowing in the winter......"

Edamame, on the other hand, stood up excitedly and said, "It's not snow! It's ink! ”