Yang Tong and Yang Xin followed the five or six children to the village, and there was a large farmland next to the village, and a young man in a green shirt stood on the path, carrying his left hand, looking at the farmers who were busy in the fields, revealing a trace of unspeakable emotion, and then said: "Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn." There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death. ”

After reading these four sentences, the young man let out a long sigh.

Yang Tong, Yang Xin and the group of children looked at the tall young man, and Yang Xin asked curiously, "That big brother, were you reading poetry just now?" ”

The young man looked back at the group of children, and was a little surprised to see two children dressed differently, showing strange looks.

But he still replied: "Poetry, barely counted!" ”

Yang Xin asked obediently, "Then what is this poem called?" ”

The young man replied with a smile, "I haven't chosen a name yet. ”

When the young man's eyes were on the fields, the farmers who were shining under the scorching sun, they were hunched over, constantly planting seedlings, and from time to time they looked up at the sun in the sky that was basking on them, the young people made a decision.

"I want to call this poem a mercy farmer!"

Yang Tong and Yang Xin glanced at each other, and Yang Xin said: "But big brother, this poem is not like this!" ”

The young man looked at the little girl curiously and asked politely, "What about Minnong?" ”

Yang Xin immediately said: "It's noon on hoe day, uh-huh...... It's so hard! ”

The young man was stunned for a while, Yang Tong covered his head and carried Minnong out.

"At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. ”

After listening to this, the young man looked at the two children, his face was already extremely shocked, and he immediately clasped his hands and asked, "Excuse me, which poet wrote this poem?" ”

Yang Xinhao wanted to speak, but she didn't remember who wrote it, either Li Bai or Du Fu! Or is it Lu Xun?

Yang Tong replied: "This poem was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Shen. ”

The young man showed a strange look on his face, and immediately said, "My name is Li Shen!" ”

My name is Li Shen, when did I write this poem, why don't I know? Could it be that there is a person with the same name in the world, but this is too coincidental. Then again, the content of the poem that the boy read just now does correspond to the poem he just named Minnong.

Plant a grain of millet in the spring, harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn, there is no idle field in the four seas, and the farmer is still starving to death.

On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops of grass into the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work.

On the way to the village, Li Shen kept asking for advice, but the two siblings never said anything else.

After all, Yang Xin will be a goose goose goose, and he can't even memorize the whole of the farmer.

Yang Tong is a little better, after all, he is in the second grade, in addition to the goose goose goose and the Min Nong, there will be two poems, one is Chunxiao, the other is silent night thoughts, and the rest is a poem whose name is unknown.

One goes to two or three miles, four or five smoke villages, six or seven pavilions, and eighty or ninety flowers.

Li Shen saw that the two children didn't say anything more, so he didn't ask any more.

When you enter the village, the village does not look rich.

Li Shen came to visit a classmate of his former classmates who studied in Huishan Temple this time.

The classmate did not choose a career in office, but returned to his village after leaving Huishan Temple and became a teacher, so that his existence could make more scholars appear in the whole village.

Then change the status quo of the village, and even change the current officialdom environment.

Li Shen's classmates looked much older than Li Shen, and they showed a look of surprise when they saw Li Shen's arrival, and then they also showed surprised looks when they saw Yang Tong and Yang Xin.

Li Shen explained to his classmates that they were two very interesting little dolls he met on the road.

The classmate and Li Shen began to talk about today's major events in the room, Yang Tong and Yang Xin felt bored, so they moved two small benches and sat at the door.

The children did not enter the door, but stood at the door, and even though their teacher had invited them into the house, they did not overstep, but waited at the door.

It didn't take long for the adults in the village to shout at them, and the group of children also dispersed, leaving only Yang Tong and Yang Xin outside.

A very serious question came out of Yang Tong's mouth: "How should we go back?" ”

I haven't gone back yet, the teacher should find that he and his sister are gone, and my mother should be very anxious, right?

Yang Xin didn't answer, and she didn't know the answer to this question, but she wasn't in a hurry to go back, this place was quite interesting.

At mealtime, the little chubby boy brought a piece of bacon, the little girl brought a cabbage, and the other children brought potatoes and eggs.

Yang Tong and Yang Xin looked at this scene with some surprise, and then Mr. Teaching and Li Shen walked to the door, and Mr. Teaching took these and thanked them.

Li Shen turned his head and looked at Yang Xin curiously, asking what she was doing.

Yang Xin raised his head and smiled, and replied, "I'm counting ants!" ”

Sure enough, a long line of ants was busy moving, and Mr. Teaching said, "It looks like it's going to rain." ”

Yang Xin asked, "How do you say this?" ”

Mr. Teach smiled and replied, "Ants move the snake to give way, and there will be heavy rain tomorrow." ”

Yang Xin sighed as if he didn't understand, and then Mr. Teaching left Yang Tong and Yang Xin to eat together.

At the dinner table, Yang Tong and Yang Xin looked at the food on the table, thinking of the things sent by the children just now, and knew that these were all sent by those children.

And the bowl is not rice, but porridge, and it is not porridge because it is turbid water with rice grains.

Li Shen sighed with emotion: "Brother Fang, why are you bothering! ”

Mr. Teaching replied with a smile: "My heart's wish!" ”

Li Shen ate very little at this meal, Yang Tong and Yang Xin ate even less, they knew that they should not waste food, but if they ate less, they could make this teaching gentleman's next meal have a settlement.

At the time of parting, Li Shen secretly put some broken silver to Mr. Teaching.

After Yang Xin saw it, he looked at his brother.

Yang Tong understood and said, "I have twelve yuan, what about you?" ”

Yang Xin took out the five corners from his pocket with some embarrassment, and Yang Tong covered his forehead again.

took the five dimes, secretly put them under Mr. Teaching's pillow, and left with Li Shen.

When Li Shen asked where the two were going, Yang Tong and Yang Xin smiled, and Yang Tong replied, "Go back to where you should go!" ”

Li Shen looked at the two children and asked seriously: "Is that song really made by Li Shen?" ”

Yang Tong also replied seriously: "It was made by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Shen." ”

Li Shen was the first to leave, and Yang Tong shouted from behind: "Mr. Li Shen, if you can become an official one day, you must be a good official who cares for the people." ”

Li Shen turned his head, with a confident and firm smile on his face, and responded, "Yes, it will." ”