"[Looking back today, looking back tomorrow, looking back, I can't see any sorrow, the mountain is full of children.

You waved, he waved, waved all the bridges willows, and the smiles remained the same. 】”

Sheng An bid farewell to the little emotions before the start of school, and returned to the previous state of full blood. The whole person was like a vigorous fish, jumping ashore, bouncing twice and then flipping back into the water, shaking his head and tail triumphantly towards Swim to the sea and far away.

I just feel sorry for the little girl Shengyuan, who was dragged into the carriage by her elder sister, who was staggered and wanted to offer her ears at the same time.

It's fine that her plan to catch up on sleep in the carriage was interrupted by her sister's exuberant poetry, what's more, she still wants her to respond!

"Well, whose three-year-old child has seen the capital of Dachu at the moment of Yinzheng?" Sheng Yuan sighed with a bitter face.

While speaking, the two tears left by the yawn at the corners of her eyes flickered with anger and daring to speak.

"Little lazy girl, don't complain! Who doesn't know that you went to bed early yesterday! Even when Yinchu got up, he slept for more than five hours, so how sleepy are you?"

Sheng An grinned and squeezed his younger sister's chubby cheeks, then hugged the little guy and patted his shoulders: "The little kid is a little bit energetic, okay! Come, come, come with sister and Shi!"

She was talking, regardless of what her sister thought, and continued to read the verses she had just broken out.

Sheng Yuan listened to the poems read by her sister aloud, and felt that her sister's love for poetry was too strong!Other people make friends out of nothing, and her sister makes poems out of nothing.

Sheng An didn't know what her younger sister was thinking, so she still read to herself without saying a word, and looked at her expectantly while reading.

"..." Sheng Yuan couldn't resist her sister's enthusiasm, and couldn't help but look away.

Alas, how about saying "Whoever is thin-skinned will give in, and whoever is thick-skinned will hold a wat"!

Sheng Yuan, who was defeated in the stare with her sister, held her small face and sighed.

When Sheng An accepted her acquiescence, he immediately recited the poem again with a smile:
"【Looking back today, looking back tomorrow, looking back, I don't see any sorrow, the mountain is full of young children.】"

"【Jiujiu?】"

Sheng An listened to the answer, then looked at his sister's big clear and bright eyes, and smiled extraordinarily brightly: "Hey, I'll give you a chance, can I change it?"

Sensing the murderous look in her sister's smile, Sheng Yuan immediately became honest, the little guy shrank his neck, and hurriedly said: "[Laughter relieves people's worries.]"

"...It's okay!" Sheng An felt that it would be best to add two lines of [-]-character poems, but thinking that her sister was only three years old, she couldn't force it, so she passed it.

Sheng Yuan was relieved to hear that.

She sniffed, and an illusion of herself appeared in her mind, biting the veil there, two lines of wide tears streaming down: woo woo woo, she is too difficult!
But her elder sister read the next sentence again: "【You wave, he waves, and the bridge breaks willows, and the smiles remain the same when we part.】"

"【Which!】"

Sheng Yuan, who was furious in her heart, said this again, but did not wait for her sister to raise her willow eyebrows, and immediately took it: "【Sorrow does not show its head】."

Sheng An was going to give this naughty sister a brainstorm, but when she heard what she said, she paused for a moment, and couldn't help clapping her hands and laughing: "You are so cunning, you actually reversed the endings of my two sentences. After a while, it came out."

Seeing that she was satisfied, Sheng Yuan straightened her back, raised her head shyly, and exchanged compliments with her sister: "My sister is not bad, I can hear it!"

[Hehe, you didn't think that much just now, it's just a coincidence! ] I have been looking at the interactive system of Sheng An and Shengyuan sisters, and when I saw the host showing off with brazen words, I immediately pointed it out.

"You still say that you are a know-it-all on the road to the imperial examination! Why don't you know the key to reading comprehension? The author can't even answer the correct answer in the teaching aid! Then what happened to my sister's automatic upgrade of the answer I gave?"

[…] The system fell silent.

I don't know if she was persuaded, or if she was shocked that sister Yu Yuan's thick skin has improved again.

Sheng Yuan refuted the system, and once again looked at her sister happily, her little face was full of pride, "Sister, you can praise others, so you can praise more."

How else could they be sisters? Sheng An instantly understood her younger sister's expression, and immediately clapped her hands and was about to compose another poem.

"!!!" Sheng Yuan was shocked!
The song just now was already difficult for her, a little girl, but my sister actually wanted to add another one?
No!
She rushed over immediately, covered her sister's mouth with her little hand, and persuaded her sister excitedly and eagerly: "Sister An is tired and doesn't want to write poems anymore!"

"Hey! Get up!" Sheng An was so thrown by her younger sister that he almost lost his breath, and he didn't care to tease this little thing anymore, so he quickly squeaked her itch to make this little guy stop.

……

"Quick, let's go home!" Seeing her sister enter the side entrance of the academy with her own eyes, Sheng Yuan wiped off her sweat, and hurriedly ordered the coachman to turn around.

In her little head, at this moment, the smile of her sister after she tried to abduct her into the academy failed!
Fortunately, she is smart and knows how to persevere, otherwise, wouldn't she be tossed by her sister again on the return trip?
Thinking of the experience when he came here, the child in Shengyuan shuddered, and felt that today he must shirk the matter of accompanying his sister to school.

……

Mr. Sheng didn't know that the two-person world plan between him and his wife was about to have twists and turns. He was painting himself in the mirror with his wife right now!
His self-painting in the mirror is very interesting, that is, the two of them design a scene, which does not need to be the current time and place scenery.

Then look at each other's face, and draw each other's behavior, expression, and state according to their own imagination.

After that, they are spliced ​​together through the painting technique to form a complete picture.

This sounds simple, but it actually tests the painter's skills.

When drawing, you must reserve your own position, and you must also skillfully reserve space for supplementary work, so that the splicing will look natural.

Sheng Xiangxun and Zheng's painting skills are not very good, but after many years of practice, they are already familiar with self-painting in front of the mirror. There are fifty or sixty paintings like this, from unfamiliarity to proficiency to the present.

"Ah, why did you also draw a sister Yuan?"

"Hey, I also have a sister Yuan here!"

Sheng Xiangxun and Zheng Shi finished the painting, put their respective drawing papers together, and when they were about to appreciate it, they all exclaimed in unison.

In this drawing, Miss Anthane was in Sheng Xiangxun's painting, and Brother Xin was in Zheng's painting, but only Miss Yuan appeared twice at the same time!
In Sheng Xiangxun's picture, Sheng Yuan was chasing butterflies on the left side of the drawing.

In Zheng's picture, Sheng Yuan is sitting and laughing on the right side of the drawing with a ball in his arms.

"This..." The couple looked at each other and scratched their heads.

"I don't care, you didn't arrange it well, you are responsible!" Zheng smiled and pushed the two paintings to Sheng Xiangxun, while she smiled lightly and moved away a few feet like dancing.

"..." Sheng Xiangxun knew that his wife was not loyal, but he didn't expect her to be so.

But it doesn't matter, if he comes, he will come!look at him!
Sheng Xiangxun patted his chest and told Zheng Shi to wait and see.

After thinking about it for myself, my fingers got stuck on the two paintings, and I immediately made an arrangement. I picked up the pen and stroked my sleeves, "shua, shua, shua" like a brush, and soon rounded up the flaws on the painting.

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