After discussing with Mr. Nan and Ms. Lu, Nan Xijing looked satisfied and concentrated on eating.

After the meal, she took the initiative to help her parents, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks together, and joined the dishwashing army.

In the evening, a few ribbon-like clouds float in the sky, painted with a layer of glow by the setting sun. Like a bright colored satin, it decorates the blue sky.

And the light of the setting sun on the river in the distance is like many gold needles and silver threads, swaying with the water waves.

When everything is cleaned up, take a little activity on the balcony to eliminate your appetite.

A family of three entered the state of learning:

Mr. Nan was at the table in the living room. Open the new lesson to be taught the next day, and write and draw with a red pen.

Ms. Lu took her textbook and walked around the small balcony to familiarize herself with the key knowledge. When I am tired of walking, I will occasionally lie down in the recliner and rest for a while.

Nan Xijing obediently returned to the room by herself, took out one of the complete sets of "Poetry Encyclopedia" recommended by Professor Ni before, and began to open it and read it carefully and memorize it.

After trying to see it once, I used the 'Unforgettable' skill to deeply sink it in the depths of my mind.

Now it seems that we must be fully prepared for the "poetry contest".

She needs to continue to read more recently, and whenever she can find a book about poetry, she has read them all to make sure that nothing goes wrong.

After all, most of the 'poetry contests' in the real society are among the best with rush answers or large knowledge reserves.

This requires the participants in the competition, first, to have a large reserve of poems, and to be familiar with the meaning and emotions expressed by the author.

Second: If there is a tie, there will inevitably be overtime.

This kind of overtime is generally based on rushing to answer, or the tutor puts forward specific feelings and asks you to say poems with such feelings, and the more the number wins.

Thanks to the fact that when Nanxijing's soul was still in the 21st century, he chased the "Chinese Poetry Conference" of the Central Committee.

Know some of the steps of the competition and the direction of the question. Otherwise, I might still be panicking and don't know where to start reading.

A thick stack of 'Poetry Collection' was placed on Nanxijing's desk, and she held the top one to read, and now she seemed to be thrown into the ocean of poetry.

Holding a red pen in his hand, he circled the key points, and when he was confused about the verse, he would copy the annotation next to the verse and explain it.

In this way, not only can you memorize it repeatedly, but you can also notice the important meaning of the poem, and you will not swallow the dates like a horse.

When you concentrate, time always flies.

"Dango, put the books away. Come out and wash up and go to bed, or you won't be able to get up again tomorrow. ”

Ms. Lu pushed open her hidden bedroom door and walked in to remind her softly.

"Okay, Mom. I'm going to wash up. ”

After reading the last line of the poem in front of her, Nanxi Jing clamped it with a bookmark before closing it, and marked the pages of the book she saw.

Raising his head and turning in the direction of Ms. Lu, he responded sweetly, and there was a trace of curvature at the corner of his mouth, making the small dimples next to his cheeks slightly more obvious.

By this time, night had fallen.

When Nanxi Jing went to draw the curtains, through the gap between the leaves, she could see the faint light emitted by the street lamps downstairs, echoing the stars in the sky. It's as if you're doing your best to produce light and light for others.

"Dango, don't be in a daze, come and wash up." Ms. Lu was in a daze when she saw her pulling the curtains, and reminded her with a smile.

"Hey, Mom. You've found out, and I'm coming. With that, she quickly closed the curtains and ran to Ms. Lu's side.

With the sound of the 'tick-tock' clock hands passing, the family of three gradually fell asleep, breathing steadily in the night.

In the early morning of the next day, the dawn lifted the green veil of the night, and the sky gradually brightened.

Today, everyone is in order.

Although there is only one bathroom, after the reasonable arrangement of Nanxi Jingdi, the three of them made good use of the use of each time period and area, and did not delay too much time.

When Mr. Nan went to the bathroom, Nan Xijing washed up at the sink, while Ms. Lu went to the kitchen to warm up the milk.

Then the three of them took turns going to the bathroom and washing, and when they were done washing and breakfast was ready.

Nanxi Jing drank a glass of milk and ate another egg, and the rest of her stomach, she planned to keep it and go to the kindergarten for breakfast.

Ms. Lu wanted to send her to kindergarten first, so after the two of them had breakfast, Ms. Lu took her out.

On the way to kindergarten, I met Xuanxuan's grandmother who was going to send Xuanxuan to kindergarten at the same time.

"Grandma, grandma. I'm going to go to kindergarten with Sister Jingjing, so you can go home first. ”

Liu Zixuan also saw Nanxijing, shook her grandmother's hand, and begged her to allow her to go with Nanxijing.

"Okay, okay, you go with Danzi. Stay safe! ”

"Thank you grandma, goodbye grandma!"

Liu Zixuan let go of her grandmother's hand and waved goodbye with her little hand. turned around and ran towards Nanxijing.

So, Ms. Lu pulled Nanxi Jing, and she pulled Xuanxuan. In groups of three, they happily walked towards the attached kindergarten.

"Woo woo woo ~ wow woo woo ~ mom mom, I don't want you to go, and I don't want to go to kindergarten."

Before I arrived at the kindergarten gate, I vaguely heard the cry of what seemed to be the little overlord.

Nanxi Jing guessed: Yu Shangbao, a little leather child, was afraid that he would make another mistake with the old problem, and when he heard it, he cried and didn't want to enter the kindergarten.

So, she pulled Ms. Lu and Xuanxuan and walked quickly to the door of the affiliated kindergarten.

"Yu Shangbao, why did you start again? Didn't you say yesterday that you wouldn't cry when you go to kindergarten in the future? ”

Yu Shangbao's mother looked at Yu Shangbao, who was lying on the ground, holding her calf and not letting go, she was very helpless and had nothing to do.

"Wow ~ Woo woo woo ~ Mom, I don't care, I don't want to leave you." As he spoke, he hugged his mother's leg and continued to cry.

"Yu Shangbao! You're playing tricks again? You don't want little safflower anymore? You don't want to be a class leader anymore? ”

Nanxijing, who came quickly, opened his mouth and grabbed the weakness of the little overlord.

"Woo woo woo ~ small squad leader ~ I want little red flower ~ woo woo woo ~ "

Yu Shangbao wiped his nose while controlling his crying and speaking.

"Yesterday, Mr. Orange said. Only the students who perform well have little red flowers, you see if you are ugly now. ”

"Teacher Orange is watching you at the door of the class, if you continue to splash and roll, it is estimated that there will be no little red flowers this week."

"Woo woo ~ I'm obedient, woo woo ~ I don't cry anymore. Woo woo woo ~ goodbye mom, remember to pick me up after work in the afternoon. ”

In order to get the little red flower, he forced himself to let go of his mother's calf and get up slowly. Snorting and snorting and slapping the dust off your pants.

Yu Shangbao's mother looked over and cast a grateful look at Nanxijing.

pushed his son into the gate of the kindergarten, and he didn't have time to say goodbye, so he hurriedly turned around and hurried to work.

"Yu Shangbao, you are in kindergarten now, and you are already a big child. Older children shouldn't cry and roll around at every turn. ”

"You know, you're a man, and a man doesn't cry easily."