The weather in spring is like the face of a little doll, cloudy for a while, sunny for a while. During the day, the sky was clear under the sun, but at dusk it began to rain.

Fortunately, the children have already embarked on the way home, and the spring outing has ended successfully.

Edamame Mao worries about the dark and rainy night sky.

"Oh, it's raining so hard, there's definitely no moon tonight."

"That can't be helped. Looking at this rain, it seems to be going to rain for several days in a row. Looks like I'm going to have to get three days of good sleep to regain my energy. La Duo La, pouted, and explained: "Cai Xiaoyu will be handed over to you." ”

"Okay." Edamame Mao hung in his heart and couldn't help but sigh.

The dark sky, dark clouds rolling, and even accompanied by muffled thunder.

"It's scary." Edamame said, "I wish it could be sunny all the time." ”

Seeing Edamame's sad face, La Dora used his brain to plan to enlighten Edamame Mao.

"As the saying goes, spring rain is as precious as oil, and spring is the only time when it rains, and the seeds in the fields are waiting to stretch their necks out of the moist soil to take a good look at the world." "Moreover, I think that this kind of dark clouds in the middle of the night hides a rolling heroic spirit!" ”

"Heroic?" Edamame's eyes widened, he never wanted to miss any heroes.

"Yes," said Ladora, "there is a poem that is written like this. ”

"Stopper"

【Tang】Lu Lun

The moon black geese flew high, and fled in the night.

If you want to chase away the light horsemen, the snow is full of bows and knives. ”

""Stopper" ......" Edamame thought for a while and asked, "La Dola, this is also a side poem?" ”

"Oh, Edamame, you're so good. You remember what I said. La Duo La said: "That's right, "Stopper's Song" is a poem of Yuefu in the Tang Dynasty, and it is a military song in the border area. ”

"I can understand the scenery in this poem, it should be a night on a snowy day. But...... Who escaped? Edamame asked, "What is Shan Yu?" I only know toads, toads are toads. ”

La Dola couldn't help but laugh and said: "Shan Yu is not a toad, just because the Huns call their leaders refer to those big bad guys who violate the border. ”

Edamame Mao understood now, and he weaved a picture in his mind:

A group of light cavalry in silver armor with spears and swords in their hands galloped wildly in the dark night. The expressions on their faces were resolute, perhaps thinking of their relatives at home, and there was a hint of tenderness in their perseverance. They took advantage of the darkness to attack the enemy's camp, and the enemy did not dare to accept the attack, but only cared about fleeing. The screaming geese pointed out the direction of Shan Yu's escape, and the heroic and invincible general pursued the victory, and the heavy snow covered the soldiers' swords, guns, bows and arrows, but could not cover their heroism......

The more Edamame Mao thought about it, the more excited he became, and he applauded again and again: "Good poetry, good poetry!" It's exciting, tense and exciting. In just a few sentences, the heroism on the battlefield was written. It's awesome! ”

Edamame Mao likes Biansai poems, and prefers poets who write Biansai poems, and he was about to continue chatting with Ladora about Wang Changling, but found that Ladora had run out of energy and fell asleep.

Edamame carefully put La Dola back on the soft cushion in the back of the closet, and he said silently: You rest, look forward to goodbye!