What a beautiful song.
Su Qianqian turned her head and looked at Uncle Wang not far away.
"We will meet you again when the weather is clear. When the wind blows, I hear smiles. Goodbye, we will definitely see you again.
If your heart is clear, you can see forever..."
"Oh." Principal Li responded, "You don't know how to use idioms. Please don't use them randomly."
Zhang Guan Li Dai, how dignified is it?
Su Qianqian paused while turning Luo Ye's hand. Is Grandpa Li going to study rigorously?
She clearly remembered that Grandpa Li taught mathematics! I’m not teaching Chinese!
"Did I use it indiscriminately?" Tong Shuai on the side replied a little unwillingly, "I just thought it was reasonable."
Does it make sense?
Su Qianqian blinked her big shining eyes. She still felt that something was not right. Was it going to be late? !
Ahem, cough, she usually only pays too much attention to five hundred Tang poems and Song lyrics. This idiom, ahem, she is a bit lacking.
"Dad." Tongtong, who had been sitting silently for a long time, called out softly and smiled, "This is the wrong word."
"What's wrong, you should take a look." Tong Shuai raised his hand to wipe his face out of habit, glanced at Principal Li on the right, glanced at the back of Su Qianqian's head, and suddenly blinked at Tongtong.
Daughter, your father is creating opportunities for you to show your face.
Don't let down your father's hard work.
Tong Shuai glanced at Principal Li again from the corner of his eye.
Blinking at the code, who doesn't know how to do this?
If you can blink, so can he.
Besides, no matter how tacit understanding Principal Li and Qian Qian have, they are just grandparents and grandchildren, separated by generations! They are all four years old and share the same generation gap.
There's quite a generation gap here.
And he and Tongtong, hehe.
Tong Shuai couldn't help but laugh, raised his hand to wipe his face, and looked at Tong Tong with a look of concern. He was his biological child, which was much better than the other generation.
"Huh?" Tongtong opened his eyes slightly, looked at Tongshuai, and blinked inexplicably.
What does dad mean by blinking his eyes suddenly?
Um? Tong Shuai looked at Tong Tong and blinked again. Didn't you understand?
Oh no, don’t you understand? Please correct your father's mistake quickly.
ah? Tongtong was startled for a moment, then blinked again in confusion. Was her father giving her a code?
A gust of wind blew by, ruffling a strand of hair on his forehead.
However, Tongtong couldn't help but raise his hand to straighten the wind-blown hair on his forehead.
He glanced at Su Qianqian opposite, she was still playing with the fallen leaves in front of her calmly.
She is so calm!
Principal Li on the side looked around at the three people in front of him, raised his hand to wipe his half-white hair, and shouted to Tong Shuai: "Why are you blinking so hard? There is still sand in your eyes after being blown by the wind. ?”
Um? Su Qianqian couldn't help but chuckle.
Grandpa Li started to be funny again
"You are wrong, you are wrong," Principal Li's voice rang in the space, "You have to set an example for the two children. If you know your mistakes, correct them. There is no way to do good."
example? Su Qianqian turned the fallen leaves in her hand slightly and glanced at Principal Li next to her.
Will Uncle Tong Shuai be her role model?
From the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but look at Tong Shuai diagonally opposite.
"Hehe." Tong Shuai smiled, raised his hand to wipe his face out of habit, glanced at Tongtong, glanced at Su Qianqian, and then looked at Principal Li, "Yeah, you have to be right. I was wrong and I changed it.”
"Yeah." Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, responded, and raised his hand to put on Su Qianqian's shoulder, "Look, your uncle Tong Shuai is pretty good, right? If you know your mistakes, correct them."
"Yes." Su Qianqian responded, looked at Principal Li in front of her, glanced at Tong Shuai who was looking diagonally across, and smiled sweetly, "Uncle Tong Shuai is so awesome."
It's rare.
She thought Uncle Tong Shuai would be more reserved, but in the end, he admitted his mistake so readily.
It was really beyond her expectation.
Su Qianqian couldn't help but turn the fallen leaves in her hand and gently shook her high ponytail.
Haha, accidentally, Grandpa Li started pulling her hair again.
This is not a good habit!
Su Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, resisting the urge to turn back and glare at Grandpa Li.
Give Grandpa Li some face.
He just taught Uncle Tong Shuai a lesson.
Su Qianqian moved her head slightly to the right.
Haha, he easily broke free from Grandpa Li's grasp.
Su Qianqian raised the corner of her mouth slightly, glanced at the fallen leaves in front of her, then lowered her head, and continued to stare at the shallow water in front of her.
A gust of wind passed by, bringing a chill.
In that coolness, a few drops of rain drifted by in front of the eaves, falling gently on her stretched out hands, on the back of her hands holding fallen leaves, and on her brows as she looked toward the sky.
A drop of rain fell, with traces of autumn.
In the coolness, Su Qianqian raised her head and looked up at the four corners of the yard.
The thick dark clouds have dissipated. Under the thin gray clouds, there are large and transparent white clouds floating in the air. In the gaps between the white clouds, the sky has slightly revealed the light blue sky.
Maybe, it won't be long before they wait until it clears up.
Just like what Uncle Wang just sang:
Holding the hand of memories makes me feel warmer alone. Walking in yesterday, the sun illuminates your face, unforgettable your smiling eyes. It’s you who makes parting a little brighter. Your back, I watch till now, waiting for a sunny day, we will meet again...
Looking at the slightly blue sky, Su Qianqian couldn't help but chuckle.
She has always known that after the rain, there will still be bright sunshine waiting in line, and there will still be a blue sky!
Just like yesterday, the sky was blue, so blue that it was transparent, so blue that it was dazzling, and so blue that no white clouds could float on it.
That's what autumn should be like. The autumn air is crisp, the wind is blowing white clouds, transparent clouds, light blue clear sky, and occasionally a fallen leaf floats down and falls on the road.
"The smell of rain is like the way home. I'm chasing your steps on the way. Old photos preserve yesterday's temperature. You hold me like a warm tree. When it rains, walk well." I remember this sentence, no matter how strong the wind is, it won't blow. Go ahead and tell me..."
Uncle Wang's voice not far away came again.
Su Qianqian narrowed her eyes slightly and looked towards the front door of the hall not far away.
Changed the lyrics again?
She really looked at this Uncle Wang.
This morning, she heard more songs than she had heard in the two months she had been here.
Uncle Wang turned out to be a music library.
Su Qianqian couldn't help but laugh, and gently turned the fallen leaves in her hands. The raindrops on the leaves instantly jumped out and fell into the shallow water in front of her, rippling out in a circle. ripples.
In such a ripple circle, Su Qianqian saw that the shallow water reflected a piece of transparent clouds above the yard, and also reflected the dazzling blue.
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