On the way home, the little girl hugged her masterpiece.
"Daddy, daddy, this is the little gray rabbit that I drew!”
"Yes, they are sunbathing."
"Daddy, Daddy, I drew it very well, didn't I?”
"Yes, it's very nice."
Yu Xian realized that his narcissistic daughter was really 70% like Lin Yujing.
It was extremely cute.
"Dad, look at the train!"
"That's the subway."
"Dad is lying. The subway is underground, and that one is in the sky.”
"It's because the subway might be on the ground or in the sky.”
"Oh, alright!"
Miao Miao tilted her little head and looked at the roaring train, clapping her hands innocently.
"Dad, Dad, the subway came out of that house and went into that house again!”
"Yes, that's right!"
Because the elevated subway traveled through the city.
With the eyes of a child, he saw the subway coming out of one building and entering another building.
When he got home, the sun had just set.
Zhou Lanxiang didn't come back late today. She was already sitting on the sofa watching TV.
He seemed to be in a good mood.
"Grandma, Grandma, I went to Mom's place to draw this year!”
As soon as she entered the house, Miao Miao quickly ran over to show Zhou Lanxiang her work.
"Oh, you went to draw today?"
" Come, let Grandma see what our Miao Miao drew…"
"Yes, yes, why are the little gray rabbit and the little white rabbit sweating so much?”
Zhou Lanxiang was indeed a teacher of the people. She could see through Miao Miao's thoughts at a glance.
Miao Miao pointed at the big yellow ball with her chubby little finger.""Because they are sunbathing!"
"Is that so? So you came out to bask in the sun."
" Then, Miao Miao, did you tell your parents that Little Grey Rabbit and Little White Rabbit came out to bask in the sun?" Zhou Lanxiang asked.”
Miao Miao rolled her eyes and nodded vigorously."I did! Little Grey Rabbit and Little White Rabbit told me!"
"That's great. The little white rabbit and the little grey rabbit are so obedient.”
"If Miao Miao wants to go out and play by herself in the future, you must tell your parents.”
"Oh, Grandma, Miao Miao doesn't have to say anything. Miao Miao went out with Daddy.”
"Daddy should tell Grandma!" Miao Miao said innocently.”
Yu Xian listened to her innocent words from the side, and his smile never faded.
However, he was also curious as to how Zhou Lanxiang could switch from a painting to teaching a child so easily.
Moreover, how could she tell at a glance that it was sweat?
"Grandma will take you to take a shower. You're all sweaty after playing for a day.”
"Grandma, that's because Miaomiao is also under the sun, so she's sweating!”
Zhou Lanxiang was about to take Miaomiao to take a shower while enjoying her work.
However, Miao Miao managed to break free. She found Bunny and Grey Rabbit and shared her work with them.
Then, she said," Grandma, Grandma, Grandpa is back. Miaomiao wants to show Grandpa my painting."”
"Alright, got it. When your grandfather comes back, let him take a good look. Our Miao Miao's painting is really beautiful!”
"Roar! Roar!"
Yu Guoqing, who worked at the convenience store, usually didn't come back early at night.
Even though there were not many people at this time, he still had to persist until eight or nine o'clock before returning.
Sometimes, it was just to earn a few more yuan.
However, the shop was not far from home, so he would come back in the middle to eat quickly.
Or his mother would send it over.
After he was able to walk in his spare time, he had also delivered food twice.
……
The night darkened.
Lin Yujing's breathing was so quiet that it made people cherish it.
Outside the window, there were bugs with unknown names chirping occasionally.
Time passed slowly in the quiet summer night.
In his spare time, he sat in front of the computer and focused on typing into the book,"Enlightenment of Sound".
Although he hadn't yet become a master of Chinese culture, it didn't affect him. He had to get the book out first.
This was not a difficult task. It was so smooth that it felt as if the words were flowing out. The feeling of memorizing backwards was indeed fascinating.
Then, in his spare time, he realized that he still needed to make some notes.
If there were no annotations, this book would seem very thin and become a reference book.
"It can be expanded into the words of the human world.”
"Eh? Human poetry, haha, Mr. Jing An, I'm sorry. Since I thought of it, I had to bring the artistic conception of your poem into this world.”
As he thought about it, he thought of Wang Jingan's 'Human Cihua.'
This was a work of literary criticism, a very magical book.
Between the lines, there was the greatest beauty in the world!
After he transmigrated to Earth, he was still a high school student at first. Under the guidance of the language textbook, he read this book.
Some of the arguments in it were really fresh and cute.
For example, the three realms of life.
In ancient and modern times, those who have achieved great achievements and great knowledge must go through three realms.
Last night the west wind withered the green trees. Alone on the tall building, looking at the end of the world road.
This is the first realm.
In other words, to achieve great things, one must first have a persistent pursuit, climb high and look far, observe the path, clear goals and directions, and understand the general picture of things.
My belt gradually widened, but I never regretted it, because I was so haggard.
This is the second realm.
It could be understood as a persistent pursuit of one's career and ideals. In order to reach the other side of success, one had to do everything at all costs.
The so-called mountain of books has a road, diligent as a path, the sea of knowledge has no end, hard as a boat;
The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.
Everyone searched for him thousands of times, but when they looked back, that person was there, in the dim light.
This is the third realm.
After many twists and turns and many years of tempering, people would gradually mature and be able to see the smallest detail and suddenly understand.
This was the final success. As the saying goes, it takes no effort to find it after wearing out iron shoes.
This was a result of accumulation.
From being lost, to persistent pursuit, and then to suddenly being enlightened.
Wang Jingan used poetry to condense the truth of life.
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