?Zheng Jie continued: "That kid should be interested. That kid is very concerned about his works on children's education."

Chen Congxiao said, "That's true, so those parents respect him as the 'children's life mentor'. Li Fan really has this qualification."

Cen Geng said: "I don't know where Li Fan is now? Should we call him?"

Chen Cong said, "No, maybe we will meet him later."

Cen Geng nodded and said, "This is the best."

At this time, the four of them had already walked into the village and were heading towards Yuanlaiju.

Along the way, tourists were endless. Regarding tourists, what made Chen Cong and Cen Geng feel the biggest change is that the current figures of foreign tourists are obviously much more than when they came last time.

Now, at a glance, you can see several foreign tourists.

This only shows that Xianyuan Farm's international influence has become increasingly greater.

Chen Cong and Cen Geng were quite moved.

I was feeling that there was a small forest ahead. It was autumn now. Yellow leaves fell from the trees from time to time, circling and falling, which was very beautiful, attracting many tourists to stop here.

Chen Cong, Zheng Jie, Liang Sheng and Cen Geng also stopped here.

Chen Cong sighed: "What a beautiful scenery with falling leaves. Such beautiful scenery can really make people poetic. Li Fan's poems are so talented that they are all ancient and modern. I wonder if they have anything to do with the beautiful scenery everywhere in this village?"

Cen Geng said: "It should be related to a lot. As the saying goes, one place of water and soil nourishes the other people, and the Sansheng Village raises the little friend Li Fan."

Zheng Jie smiled and said, "You guys don't say that after living here for a long time, they can really make people's thinking more active. If I had lived here when I was young, I might be able to write works that are much more classic than those works I am now."

Liang Sheng also smiled and said, "It's a pity that we came too late."

Chen Cong laughed and said, "This is really a pity."

As the few were talking, a conversation between a father and son next to him aroused the interest of several people.

My son is about 10 years old and just grabbed it directly in the air. A yellow leaf falling from the tree seemed quite excited and said, "Dad, Dad, I have learned an ancient poem, one of which is like this, 'The rain passes through the idle fields, and the leaves are yellow.' Do you say that the poem says 'The leaves are yellow' is like what we see now?"

My father was about thirty-five or six years old, wearing a pair of glasses, and said with a smile when he heard the words, "It should be like this. Look at the yellow leaves all over the ground, aren't they very beautiful?"

The son nodded quickly and said, "It's really good. Dad, I like to play here. Dad, I think writing poetry is so interesting. Why don't the teacher teach us to write poetry?"

The father said, "Didn't the teacher teach you how to learn ancient poetry? You read it just now, and this is teaching you to write poetry."

The son wondered, "Is this teaching us about this poem? Then why can't I write poetry yet?"

"This..." My father suddenly got speechless. How should this question be answered?

After hesitating for a while, my father said, "This... you are still young and don't know how to write poetry. As long as you read more ancient poems, especially Mr. Li Fan's poems. When you grow up a little, you will write poetry."

The son said: "It would be great if there was a teacher who taught us how to write poetry directly. Now we are learning ancient poetry, and I feel that we are just learning ancient poetry itself, not learning how to write poetry?"

"This..." The father was speechless again. He found that what his son said was indeed reasonable. They were learning only ancient poetry skills, not how to write poetry?

But there is no problem with this. Isn’t learning ancient poetry all about learning to appreciate and feel the ancient poetry itself? How can you learn how to write ancient poetry?

There is no way to teach this, and there is no way to learn it.

Writing poetry is not about literacy and sentence creation, so there is no way to teach it.

Moreover, not all students want to learn how to write poetry. Even if the teacher has a way to teach, he will not be able to teach in class.

After hesitating for a while, my father said, "It is true that there is no such thing as teaching how to write poetry directly, and it is not easy for the teacher to teach. But it doesn't matter. Dad believes that as long as you are willing to read more ancient poems, you will definitely be able to write ancient poems by yourself in the future."

The son said unhappily: "Okay, then I will read more ancient poems in the future. It would be great if I could write poems like Uncle Li Fan."

"This..." The father was speechless for the third time. It was not that he did not believe in his son, but that his son's idea was too unrealistic.

Who is Li Fan? He is the exiled immortal in the sky. He is called a poetic immortal. His poetry is of great talent and has no comparison with his past and present. Every poem is an absolute classic.

It is certainly a fantasy that his son wants to write a poem as good as Li Fan.

Of course, he naturally would not dispel his son's enthusiasm and said with a smile: "Okay, just take Uncle Li Fan as an example and strive to write poems as good as Uncle Li Fan's poems. By the way, how many poems can you recite from Uncle Li Fan?"

The son replied: "Many, many, many, "Praise the Farmer", "Geese, Goose, Goose, and Goose", "Spring Dawn", "Ode to Willows", "Going in the Garden is Not Worthy", "The Road to Shu is Difficult", and Uncle Li Fan's newly written "Thoughts on the Mountain Village", "Looking at the Colors of the Mountains", "Grass", etc., so many, many poems."

My father was a little surprised and said, "Can you recite so much? Can you recite "The Road to Shu"? "

The son said excitedly: "Yes, yes, oh, it's so dangerous! The road to Shu is more difficult than climbing to the blue sky! Cancong and Yufu, why are you confused about the founding of the country? You are forty-eight thousand years old and will not be connected with Qin Pass..."

My son was so excited that he began to recite "The Road to Shu" directly.

My father was even more surprised that he could not even recite the song "The Road to Shu" but his son could recite it.

It seems that my son really likes ancient poetry, and my father is very happy and very proud.

Then I felt a little regretful, but unfortunately, the teachers didn’t teach people to recite poems and write books correctly.

Otherwise, my son can really learn how to write ancient poems.

My father felt extremely regretful.

Shen Cong, Cen Geng, Zheng Jie and Liang Sheng listened to the conversation between the two father and son.

After listening, they looked at each other and were quite happy.

A child in his 10s likes ancient poetry so much, and still wants to learn how to write ancient poetry?

This is indeed a delightful thing.

What is even more gratifying is that there are definitely more than one such child, and there are still many such children nationwide.
Chapter completed!