The little dragon grew lively, and it liked it, and liked the grass that was as thick as a quilt. The green dragon crawled down like a slippery loach and disappeared at once, and when the children nervously searched for it, it suddenly appeared next to the children.

Sometimes, the green dragon will bite a piece of grass, and sometimes it will hold a small flower on top of it, not to mention how cute it is.

Ge Dazhuang said excitedly: "It turns out that you like grass!" That...... Shall I plant a yard of grass for you when I get home? ”

"Da Zhuang," Edamame looked at him seriously and seriously, and said, "Perhaps, Qing Xiaolong needs to live in the world of poetry. I thought, let's stop taking any more risks, right? You just let it live in Gongchuan, okay? ”

Ge Dazhuang was reluctant, but he still nodded and said, "That'...... Can I see Qing Xiaolong often? ”

"No problem. If only you came to me! "I can summon it at any time." ”

"We're going on a spring outing next Tuesday," Edamame said, "When the time comes, I'll take Ladora with me, and we'll all play together, okay?" ”

"Great!"

Edamame's proposal made all the children cheer, and they all imagined the day of the spring outing.

"Since we're here, let's take a stroll." La Dola said: "This Rim River Villa is Wang Wei's residence in his later years, he loves this place very much, and he and his good friend Pei Di sang the scenery here all over again, and finally it became a book called "Rim Chuan Collection". There is a poem I particularly like, now that it is getting late, it is a good time to go to 'Luchai' to enjoy the scenery, let's go. ”

Ladola led the children deeper into the valley, and the sun set lower and lower, until the harsh light was gone, leaving only wisps of pale and soft gold through the cracks in the forest.

The children sat on the sleek rocks and rested their feet, and the sound of ladola chanting new poems was heard in their ears.

"Lu Chai"

【Tang】Wang Wei

There is no one in the empty mountain, but there is a sound of people's voices.

Return to the deep forest, and revisit the moss. ”

The sound of La Duo La's full recitation set off the valley more and more quiet, Ge Dazhuang hugged the green dragon and said:

"I memorized this poem when I was five years old, but I didn't feel the beauty of it until now."

La Dola asked, "Then what do you say about the beauty of this poem?" ”

"I think the beauty of this poem is that it uses movement to write quiet," Ge Dazhuang said, "Wang Wei uses the hustle and bustle of human language to set off the tranquility of the valley. And, look at the sunset, how beautiful it is to set on the moss! A poet who can write such a poem must have lived a comfortable life. I guess Wang Wei watches the sunrise and sunset every day, absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, and writes beautiful poems. ”

"Haha, that's a good point." La Dola praised: "A child who can read this poem must also have a good pair of eyes that find beauty." ”

Ge Dazhuang blushed and said shyly: "Don't laugh at me, ladola, I'm embarrassed." ”

At this time, Qing Xiaolong also jumped up from Ge Dazhuang's palm. It jumped so high that it immediately surpassed Ge Dazhuang's eyes. Qing Xiaolong jumped on Ge Dazhuang's forehead, bent down and kissed Ge Dazhuang's forehead - Ge Dazhuang was really happy to be liked by Qing Xiaolong like this.