At this time, Lin Xue had already changed into a clean pajama.
Ye Beichen, after having dinner, plunges into his study, saying that there is still some work left to be done, and he hasn't come out yet.
Lin Xue in the room of the "ancient city of Yunzhou" project report, and do the last side of the finishing, hand to touch the table cup, but found that the cup of water has been drunk.
As a matter of fact, she would bring water for her if she called. But she had been sitting all night and wanted to move herself. So she stood up and prepared to go downstairs to pour water herself.
Usually at this time, Xiaoye generally goes to sleep, but today, as soon as Lin Xue goes downstairs, she comes across Xiaoye who comes out of the study with Mr. Ye.
"Xiao Ye, reciting" meditation at night "and reviewing it before going to bed can better consolidate the memory."
Ye Laozi's patience and tone of voice are full of the tone of coaxing children. The old man has completely entered the state of educating his grandson, which makes Lin Xue and ye Beichen much easier.
Then look at Xiaoye, a little face, I don't know when, has returned to the state when he first learned ancient prose, wrinkled into a ball, full of reluctance.
Ye Laozi lured him on the side, "tomorrow is the weekend, my good friend of the chess club held a chess competition, do you want to participate in it?"
"Yes
The little guy just answered, but soon a little face began to wriggle. Little ye had already figured out the way of master Ye. Needless to say, he could guess it. Grandfather's next sentence was to say, "if you want to go, recite the poem obediently."
Ah, who invented ancient poetry!
It's very difficult to write ancient Chinese prose. OK, why should there be ancient poetry!
It's OK to express the meaning clearly. Why should it be so complicated!
Can complain to complain, ye old man's temper, after this period of time together, the little guy is also very clear.
Although he is usually kind, he is hard to speak. He says that you can only play by reciting it three times. You can't be lazy to recite it twice. The current situation is even more difficult to understand. If he doesn't recite some ancient poems today and consolidate them before going to bed, as Mr. ye said, he won't be able to go to the chess competition tomorrow.
He has learned a lot of wonderful walking methods with his grandfather during this period of time. He is looking for someone to try his strength. This chess competition is coming at the right time. It's just with his heart. If he doesn't know, it's all right. He heard that there will be a chess competition tomorrow. How can he not want to go?
But if you want to go, you have to recite poems
Our little science genius, with a look of grievance, finally fell to the silver power of Mr. Ye
Well, I started reciting poems.
"Bright moon in front of the bed, suspected frost on the ground."
Well, it's good, it's good, it's smooth.
"Look up at the moon, look down to dream."
Well, yes, yes.
Ah? No
"What do you think?"
Ye Laozi asked, and Xiao Ye was not sure, "thinking of dreamland?"
"You asked me?" Leaf old son a pick eyebrow, the heart of small leaf all followed to quiver a few quiver.
"Dreamland."
Xiao Ye repeated it in a positive tone.
Then, he saw the serious face of Mr. Ye and said, "come on, tell me about the allusion of homesickness."
Woo
He's still a baby!
I just want to participate in a chess competition. Why is it so difficult
"Think..."
The little guy hesitated for a long time, but he didn't say why. He was even more flustered.
"Think Dreamland... "
This poem was recited by him in the afternoon.
Little guy, I don't understand. Do these ancients have nothing to do all day? If you don't say a good word, you have to be so awkward.
He can still understand the Three Character Classic and disciple's rules. They are the principles of life and the methods of learning. They should be praised by everyone. But there are a lot of gorgeous poems in Chunxiao and Jingyesi. What's the significance of their existence?
Describe the mood, and record the beautiful picture you see?
Although people are different, they can all feel happiness, anger, sadness and happiness. It's good to feel your own mood. Why read other people's books?
Also, there are four seasons in a year. Each season has different scenery. If you like to see scenery, just use your eyes to see it. Why recite poetry!
At that time, it's not good to write a few programs and study a few line charts, just do those useless work
If you want to think about it, you still have to listen to granddad's words. Just like granddad said, he is his own elder and won't hurt himself. Since he lets himself recite poems, he will recite them. However, because he can't recite poems, he won't be allowed to participate in the chess competition. It's too cruel!The little guy looked aggrieved and looked at her. Then he saw her mother who had just come down from the upstairs.
"Mommy..."
The little leaf called weakly.
In fact, when Lin Xue was still on the stairs, she heard the contents of the conversation between the master and the grandson downstairs.
At this time, little Ye seldom sticks to herself again. Lin Xue's heart is somewhat lost. However, with the education of master ye, little ye first recites such ancient prose as three character classic and disciple rules, and now begins to learn such verses as Jingyesi and Chunxiao. Not only that, master ye also urges little ye every night Ye ye keeps a diary. Though, the content of this little guy's diary is quite special. Unlike ordinary children, he records his own life every day, while he records what he learns every day. For example, his grandfather taught him some interesting walking methods today. For example, he learned an action of what function this morning. From the content to the reason, the record is very detailed Lin Xue has no doubt that when Xiao Ye has learned master Ye's chess and Taijiquan, his diary will be able to produce two professional textbooks on chess and Taijiquan!
As a mother, seeing her child's great progress, Lin Xue is very pleased, so that little loss is not enough.
Lin Xue has been away for a busy day. When she gets home, what she wants to do most is to hold the little guy and have a good intimacy. However, when she gets home recently, either it's too late and the little leaf has gone to bed, or the little guy is endorsing. When she goes back to her room and handles some things in the company, it's time for the little guy to go to bed again. Today's opportunity is rare.
Therefore, the life of Xiaoye's mother awakens Lin Xue's maternal love.
She accelerated a few steps, came to the little leaf's side, picked up the little guy's small body, and then sat down on the sofa, let the little guy sit on his lap.
"It's not good to call mummy. I just want to tell mummy what it means to think of dreamland."
Leaf old son's one face of sternness, make small leaf's expression more aggrieved.
"What is dreamland?"
At this time, ye Beichen's voice came from the direction of the stairs.
One big one small turn around, see ye Beichen hand also broke a cup, is coming down from upstairs, it seems that there is no water, down to find water to drink.
Seeing ye Beichen coming down, Xiao Ye's eyes brightened obviously. Then, with the pitiful tone of calling Mommy just now, he called Ye Beichen and said:
"Uncle Ye..."
Then blinked a pair of smart big eyes, directed at Ye Beichen to send out a signal for help.
Ye Beichen is in a good mood. "I'll tell you what it means by calling dad."