Love lasts a lifetime

The next morning, Liu Yuanfang took Xiaoqian to the boiler factory to finish things.

He took Xiaoqian to Du Fu Thatched Cottage.

The two of them went to the bus stop and found the bus to Du Fu Thatched Cottage. After a while, they arrived at a bus stop closer to Du Fu Thatched Cottage and they got off the bus.

She followed the tourists who went to Du Fu's Thatched Cottage and looked around.

When she came to a place surrounded by grass as a wall, there were several rooms inside.

She asked Liu Yuanfang,"Is this Du Fu's

Thatched Cottage?" Liu Yuanfang replied,"Look up and look up. Look, what is written on the plaque hanging on the thatched gate?"

Xiaoqian looked up and saw four big characters written on the plaque: 'Du Fu Thatched Cottage', which is very impressive.

"There are a few thatched houses inside. Is this the house where Du Fu lives? Liu

Yuanfang told Xiaoqian,"When I came to visit, I was also surprised. How could Du Fu, a great poet, live in such a thatched house?"

The tour guide told me what a thatched cottage is. A thatched cottage is a thatched cottage.

Du Fu is old and impoverished, so it would be nice to have a thatched cottage for him to live in."

Xiaoqian suddenly remembered. Du Fu wrote it in the junior high school Chinese textbook.

《"The Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" was originally written here.

She looked at the thatched cottage and then at the scene outside; there was a small river with clear water flowing quietly.

There are many willow trees swaying in the breeze beside the river.

Across the river to the south is a bamboo forest.

She wanted to think that the scene described in the poem was almost similar to the current scene.

Liu Yuanfang saw Xiaoqian almost fascinated by Du Fu's Thatched Cottage.

Just ask her,"Do you remember the poems written by Du Fu?"

Xiaoqian said,"I used to teach junior high school Chinese classes as a substitute, and I was deeply impressed by Du Fu's"The Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind."

Look at where Du Fu lives. The thatched cottage and the surrounding environment reminded me that it was similar to the scene described in the poem.

Because Du Fu lived in this dilapidated thatched cottage and had personal experience, he wrote such a famous poem that has been passed down through the ages.、"

"Can you still recite this poem? Liu Yuanfang asked

"Now that I'm older, I'm afraid I've forgotten some of the verses.

But I still remember most of the poems, so

I will try to recite them to you. But there are some poems that I have to slowly recall before I can remember them.

All I can say is that I’m reminiscing while reciting it, but don’t laugh at me."

"How can I laugh? It’s hard for me to even read."

"Then I will try to recite it to you."

After Xiaoqian finished speaking, she moistened her throat with saliva. She slowly recited what she was thinking about to Liu Yuanfang. In

August, the high autumn wind roared, rolling up the triple thatch on my house.

The thatch flew across the river and sprinkled the suburbs. , the tall one hangs on the forest tree, the lower one floats... Shen Tang Au.

A group of children in the south village bullied me because I was old and weak. I could not bear to face him as a thief, so I openly hugged the grass into the bamboo. My lips were burnt and my mouth was dry and I couldn't breathe. I came back and leaned on my stick. Sigh.

Russian…..The wind fixes the dark clouds, and in autumn the desert turns dark.

The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying there... and it is cracked inside.

There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped.

Self-discipline... Loss of sleep, long nights of dampness... Why is it clear?

There are tens of thousands of vast buildings, a great shelter for all the poor people in the world, and they are as peaceful as a mountain without being affected by wind or rain.

Alas! When... I suddenly saw this house...…..Ludu collapsed and froze to death…..That's enough."

Xiaoqian finished reciting it laboriously and said,"I'm sorry! I didn’t recite it to the end in one breath. I was thinking about it while reciting it, and finally I recited it."

"You are really extraordinary. At such an old age, you can still recite such a long poem!

You are worthy of being a college graduate! When I first got along with you, I knew you taught mathematics.

You actually recited this song word for word today. I admire you.

You are just like Vice Principal He. You were originally a great writer in Fuyuan, but you came to teach high school mathematics and got first or second place in the college entrance examination.

You two are truly geniuses!"

It's true; when visiting Du Fu's thatched cottage, she was moved by the scene and was able to recite a long poem written by Du Fu in the thatched cottage.

Xiaoqian is worthy of being Mrs. He Yu.