"Oh! It turned out to be a complete set of kite arrays of "Four O'clock Pastoral Miscellaneous"! La-Dora, who was hiding in a edamame hair backpack, couldn't help but interject.

Edamame was startled by Edamame, but luckily the old man was too sad to notice that the sound was coming from Edamame's backpack.

The old man just raised his eyes, looked at the edamame, and said sadly and gratifyingly: "Child, I didn't expect it...... I didn't expect you to know "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" at a young age...... Ay...... I made these sixty kites for a year, just for this day, but alas...... Alas! ”

Edamame scratched his head in embarrassment, he waved his hand and said, "Grandpa, don't be sad." Or...... Or...... Use my kite! I also have poems on my kite, and it shouldn't be easy for people to spot your poetry kite array......"

"But...... But...... Edamame, you're going to perform at the kite festival too! Tian Youyou anxiously reminded: "You represent the second class of the second grade of our Binhai School!" ”

"This ......" Tian Youyou's words made Edamame Mao hesitate, and he bit his lip and didn't know what to do.

The old man expressed his gratitude to Edamame, thanking Edamame for his kindness and kindness, and said, "Little friend, go back quickly, you can't help me." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he hung his head and turned around with the dripping kite and left, Edamame Mao looked at the old man's staggering steps and felt particularly congested, he frowned and said, "Go!" Let's go find Mr. Xu! Let's see if we can help the old man! ”

The children held hands and ran all the way, and finally found Mr. Xu on the large lawn of the opening ceremony of the kite festival.

After listening carefully to the incoherent and panting children's begging for help, Teacher Xu took out a blank kite from the tent and said, "Teacher, there is a blank kite here, let's see if you can use it?" ”

"Thank you, Mr. Xu!" The children danced with joy.

"Wait, I'll give you some more watercolor paint, and you'll go find the old man and see if I can help him." Mr. Xu stuffed another bag of painting tools and gave it to Edamame.

Edamame and the feathers held the watercolor and walked back, ready to find the old man who had lost his kite.

When he got to the place where there was no one, he opened his mouth and said, "You should go your separate ways, two of you should stay and draw kites, and the other two go to find the old man." Not a single second of time can be wasted! In half an hour, the kite festival is about to open, and we have to hurry up and make kites. ”

La Dora's suggestion was immediately accepted by Edamame, and he arranged for Ge Dazhuang and Tang Duoduo to go to the old man, while he and Tian Youyou stayed behind to draw kites.

"But...... But what is "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous"? Edamame said, "I won't." La-do-la, can you help? ”

"Of course!" La Dola shook its head, and it said confidently: "Heaven and earth, as long as it is poetry, nothing can stump me!" ”

Time is precious, and Edamame Mao didn't have time to listen to La Dora's bragging, so he interrupted Ladora and said, "However, those poems are said to have sixty poems!" The old man is not here, how can we know which one is lost?! ”

"I know! I read what you wrote," said Ladora confidently:

"Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous"

【Song】Fan Chengda

When the plums are yellow, the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers are thin.

No one has ever fallen on the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. ”