The children met Meng Haoran through the poem "Sujian Dejiang", and everyone became interested in Meng Haoran, and a little bit of "breaking the rules" began to stir in the hearts of the children.

Finally, Edamame was bold and muttered, "La-do-la...... Look...... We all remembered the poems of Wang Wei that you took us to learn just now, and we also bravely entered the ancient poetry arena, which proves that we have digested the poems we have learned...... Right? So...... So ......"

Friends clenched their little fists to encourage Edamame to continue, but Edamame became quieter and quieter, he knew that it was not good to break the rules, so he was really embarrassed to do such a "bad thing".

"So what? So, you want to keep switching dreams again? Ladora understood Edamame's mind at a glance, and when Edamame lowered her head with a red face, Ladora turned her gaze to his friends again.

Ge Dazhuang, Tian Youyou, Cai Xiaoyu and Tang Duoduo's longing eyes looked at the sky as soon as they touched La Dora's bright purple eyes, avoiding La Dora's gaze, they were all afraid that they would be taught a lesson by La Dora.

Unexpectedly, La Dola was also shaken. La Dora's heart relented, so it muttered, "Only this once...... The next is not an example......"

The children were so surprised that they were stunned for three seconds before they shouted in unison. They jumped into the sky, then hugged each other, and all twisted their red faces and smiled shyly.

Finally stopped stiffening her face, and joined the cheering group of the children, and said loudly, "Let's go! Let's change places! ”

"Where are you going?" The children asked in unison.

"Let's go to Meng Haoran's hermitage," La Duola raised his short and fat shiny index finger and replied, "Lumen Mountain!" ”

About 15 kilometers southeast of Xiangyang City, Hubei Province, there is a famous historical and cultural mountain called Lumen Mountain. Because there have been many celebrities and people living in seclusion here throughout the ages, and left many poems that have been passed down for centuries, and are also known as the Poetry Mountain, Foshan, Hidden Mountain, and Holy Mountain.

The dream switched, and in an instant, the children came from Gongchuan to Lumen Mountain - at this moment, Meng Haoran was living in seclusion here.

Meng Haoran's hermitage, Lumen Mountain, and Wang Wei's residence, Gongchuan, are both similar and different. The similarity lies in the fact that the beautiful scenery is always similar, and the difference is that in addition to the tranquility on Lumen Mountain, there is a strong smoke and fire.

The children confirmed that they smelled the smell of the food.

"I think it's the taste of the farmhouse stir-fried meat!"

"It's not! It should be steamed sweet potatoes! ”

"No, no, no!" Ge Dazhuang interrupted Tang Duoduo and Cai Xiaoyu's words, he arched his nose, sniffed for a long time, and said confidently: "Trust me!" This is a small farmer's chicken! ”

Before Ge Dazhuang could finish speaking, several sturdy yellow-footed chickens appeared, and they ran out of the children's legs with their clucks.

When he was surprised, a big man with a kitchen knife ran after him - the big man had a towel on his head and sweat on his forehead, and when he saw this group of children, he was worried that the knife in his hand would scare people, so he quickly hid the knife behind him.

The big man's voice was like a bell, and he asked, "Dolls! See my chickens? ”

The children pointed their hands forward.

The big man smiled and nodded, thanking the children. He said, "Today my best friend is coming to the house!" One chicken is not enough, at least two must be eaten! ”