sip the sky and you

The holidays are over soon.No matter how happy the birds are, they can only fly back to school reluctantly.

During the class break, Cheng Yin walked over and said to Fang Yuan: "Yuan'er, how about your efficient learning method?"

Fang Yuan twisted his neck, tugged at his collar, and gave Cheng Yin a confident look, "I've already made up my mind to become a top student."

"Huh?" Cheng Yin laughed, "Is this method so awesome?"

Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and smiled, "I just don't want to let myself feel that the money is wasted."

Seeing that his expression changed suddenly, Cheng Yin hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Yuan said angrily: "This set of courses told me the four-character secret to victory: Man will conquer nature."

"Fuck." Cheng Yin couldn't hold back his complaints, "Is this fucking chicken soup?"

"Do you understand how uncomfortable I am? Every day when I go home, I have to tell my mother: 'It's great! I love your mother! How can I discover my potential without you enrolling me in this class?'" Fang Yuan almost cried , "I'm afraid my mother thinks I'm wasting money. I'm wronged to death."

"Thousands." Fang Yuan said, "I can only say that I have made up my mind to be a top student, fuck. I didn't tell me how to become a top student at all."

"Hey." Cheng Yin patted Fang Yuan's shoulder, "It's too deceitful." Cheng Yin sympathized with Fang Yuan, his mother and Fang Yuan's mother are a pair of overlord sisters, they have strong personalities and cannot be provoked.Both of them exercised hegemony in their own homes, how could they dare to say a word.

In the afternoon class meeting, Lao Yang especially emphasized that the midterm exam will be held at the end of this month, and the class immediately complained.

Cheng Yin looked at the Chacha in his language workbook, feeling very worried.

It was too difficult and too complicated.

Poetry appreciation, what Cheng Yin appreciates is the depression that swept over the protagonist. He stops in the spring breeze and drizzle, and sorrow arises from it.

Damn, he wrote a lot of eloquently, but the answer actually told him that the protagonist is very happy?

Hold.

The answer is sick.Do you have long eyes?Do you understand the natural emotions of ancient people like hurting spring and autumn?Is there any common sense?

And reading comprehension.Is it a question made by people?For a good article, I have to take a few sentences out of context and analyze the symbolic meaning in them.

I do not know!

Cheng Yin looked at Li Yu in front of him, who was doing his homework without raising his head, and was not affected at all.

well.Cheng Yin withdrew his eyes and stared at the exercise book in front of him.

Damn it.

He took out a new notebook from the cabinet and started to copy the questions.

There is nothing I can do about the basics, so I will memorize them one by one.Copy down the unfamiliar ones first, and recite them five times a day.

It took Cheng Yin two classes to sort out the wrong questions. After class, he didn't take a break and went to Teacher Yang's office with his notebook.

Cheng Yin knocked on the door, and Teacher Yang saw him as soon as he turned around, "Come in."

"Mr. Yang," Cheng Yin handed over the notebook, "I want to ask how to answer the poetry appreciation questions, but I keep making mistakes."

Teacher Yang took his notebook and looked at it carefully, with a smile on his face, "It's good, the notes are very clear."

Cheng Yin directly cut out the wrong questions and the answers he wrote and pasted them on the notebook, and wrote the keywords of the correct answers under the wrong questions, and divided them into categories according to emotions.

"You can't grasp the poet's feelings, can you?" Teacher Yang asked him, "Many of them have nothing to do with the answer."

Cheng Yin scratched his hair in distress, "The ancients are too reserved."

Teacher Yang laughed, "It is the deepest feelings that are concealed but not revealed."

Cheng Yin was even more depressed, so why write poetry?Hold it in my heart.

Teacher Yang continued: "You have read too little and haven't accumulated enough. In fact, many images have specific meanings. Although we can't generalize them, it is very useful to accumulate more emotional colors of common images. You see Like Jackdaw, Mugu, Baling, Yumenguan, etc., the emotional color is very obvious."

Cheng Yin nodded, he still knew this.

"There is also the use of allusions." Teacher Yang flipped through his notebook, feeling quite satisfied, "The ancients paid attention to literary talent in writing poems, and the use of allusions is the most common. If you are free, read more poems by Li Shangyin, allusions are useful. It’s very beautiful, and you’ll know it when you read a lot.”

Cheng Yin's scalp is numb, it's really troublesome.

Teacher Yang looked at him and smiled, "Don't be nervous, it's fine if you don't have time. I personally appreciate Yishan's words, but many places are relatively obscure. It's good for you to take notes like this, keep it. It is accumulation, and if you persevere until the end, you will be able to. Man will conquer the sky.”

Hearing the words "Ren Ding Sheng Tian" Cheng Yin thought of the poor Fang Yuan, and nodded to Teacher Yang with a smile, "Thank you, Teacher Yang. What about the composition? You don't like my weekly diary every time, so you can give it to me." It’s so low. I’m obviously showing my true feelings.”

Teacher Yang saw him pretending to be aggrieved, couldn't help laughing, and patted him on the shoulder, "Ask Li Yu for composition. You can learn how others write. You are all in the same age group. What do you think? It is easier to understand each other, and all I can teach in class are writing skills. But writing articles, skills are really not the most important thing, and I am also very embarrassed about teaching design.”

"Ah, okay." Cheng Yin took the notebook, "I'll ask Li Yu."

Teacher Yang nodded, "Go."

Cheng Yin happily walked back, feeling that her mentality was very positive, healthy and high-spirited.The teacher told him to learn from Li Yu. Li Yu is handsome and smart, but he is not jealous at all!Tsk tsk tsk, that's great.

On the way home at noon, Cheng Yin couldn't hold back and asked Li Yu: "Why do you have such good grades? Give me some help, the exam is coming soon."

Li Yu looked serious, "I'm used to it."

"got used to?"

"Yes," Li Yu recalled, "My dad joked with me since I was a child, saying to me: 'Xiao Yu, I have to work hard to get No.1 in this exam. Dad never got No.2 when he was studying.' , and then I will try my best to take the No.1 exam.”

Cheng Yin opened his mouth, "Why don't you just tell me that your good grades are due to genetics."

Li Yu smiled, "But your grades are pretty good, aren't you?"

Cheng Yin said a little worriedly: "Compared to you, I can't read anything except mathematics. Especially Chinese, which is still struggling to pass."

Li Yu thought about it seriously, and after a while, he said, "Why don't you create a little surprise for yourself. I also relied on surprises to motivate myself at first."

Cheng Yin turned to look at him, "What surprise?"

"Didn't I have the pressure to get No. 1 when I was young?" Li Yu said, "In the fourth grade of elementary school, I felt that I would not be able to get No. 1 in the final exam. I was very scared and uncomfortable. I broke a tree branch by the side of the road, and as soon as I got home, I closed my eyes and handed the branch to my dad, crying and telling him that I might not be the first in the exam and let him beat me."

Before Li Yu finished speaking, Cheng Yin laughed out loud, "Hey, why were you so cute when you were young? Did your father beat someone?"

Li Yu smiled lightly, as if recalling a very good past, "My father never hit anyone, he is completely worthy of the word gentle. It's just that when I was young, maybe... um, I had a strong desire to express myself .”

Cheng Yin laughed again. It was hard to imagine that Li Yu was a playwright when he was a child, so he hurriedly said, "Oh, I was wrong, keep talking."

Li Yu continued with a smile, "Of course my dad didn't hit me. After the grade book was sent out, I found out that I was still No.1." Li Yu looked at Cheng Yin, "Isn't it a surprise?"

Cheng Yin rubbed his nose. The narration process of this matter surprised him, and it was funny, um... But this result really doesn't understand where the surprise lies.

Cheng Yin nodded vaguely, "Ah." He continued, "Then how can I create surprises?"

Li Yu raised his head and thought for a while, "How about...you should be the first in the Chinese class in the mid-term exam this time. In this way, the degree of surprise will inspire you, and then the Chinese will remain at a relatively high level."

After Li Yu finished speaking, he found that Cheng Yin hadn't said a word for a long time, and looked at him suspiciously, and found that the other party looked at him with a depressed face.

Li Yu was a little confused, "What's wrong?"

"Li Yu," Cheng Yin said, "I found that you are quite suitable for telling cold jokes."

Li Yu was stunned for a long time and suddenly laughed, "Hey, I'm sorry, Cheng Yin, I'm really serious."

Cheng Yin put his arms around his shoulders and led him forward, "Then give me counseling."

Li Yu was still smiling, "Okay, no problem."

Cheng Yin looked dissatisfied, "Then you are in the same class as me, how can I take the No.1 exam, you just give up the exam."

Li Yu didn't know why his smile was so low, but at this moment his whole body was trembling with laughter, and he agreed casually: "Okay."

Cheng Yin is a very smart person, he knows what he wants.

Chinese for the college entrance examination is inevitable, no matter how much he hates it, he is still studying hard now.In fact, it is easy to say, but it is very difficult to persist in doing things that you don't like but must do well.

For the past two weeks, Cheng Yin studied late every day.

It was Saturday, it was eleven o'clock in the evening, and the lights in Cheng Yin's room were still on. Father Cheng knocked on the door, "Son, are you still asleep?"

Cheng Yin was reciting idioms, without raising his head, he said, "I'll study for a while, Dad, go to bed early."

There was no sound outside.Cheng Yin endorsed in a low voice with his eyes closed: "Plums in the melon field, 'The melon field does not hold shoes, and the plums do not have a crown', which is a metaphor for a place that is likely to arouse suspicion; despite the wind and rain..."

After a while, Cheng's father knocked on the door again and came in, "Son, let's have some supper. Studying at night will take a lot of your brain, so you don't have to work hard now, take your time."

Cheng Yin said: "The mid-term exam is coming up soon, so I have to do a little research on Chinese."

Dad Cheng laughed, "Is the midterm exam so nervous? It's not like your style."

"What's my style?" Cheng Yin smiled.

"I've been rebellious since I was a child, and I'm still afraid of the midterm exam." Father Cheng smiled and patted his head, "Eat and go to bed early. Don't worry about your Chinese."

Cheng Yin smiled and shook her head, "What's so rebellious? I'm so obedient."

Father Cheng pressed his shoulders and recalled slowly. He smiled, and Cheng Yin saw the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, "You have your own ideas. You have opinions since you were a child, and you will not blindly follow what others say. You like painting. I told your mother to send you to study professionally, but you didn’t do it. If you say that interest is the best teacher, you don’t need to waste money. I think you are very good at learning, and you can draw anything. You have to praise it, and you are proud of it. You painted that oil painting for your mother, and she liked it so much that she secretly took it to the competition. You won the championship in the business group, but in the end you lost your temper, saying that you were not interested in those false names. "

Cheng Yin lowered her head in embarrassment, "I was still in the rebellious stage back then, but now I feel I have more face."

Father Cheng flipped through his exercise book with a smile, and his voice was calm and warm, "Dad is very proud of you, son."

Cheng Yin looked up, a little speechless.Dad Cheng put the booklet back, and carefully pressed the raised corners, then looked at Cheng Yin and said, "Dad knows you are a very smart person, and he never asked you for anything. You have your own plans. You I have always disliked Chinese, but I really worked hard during this time, and I know that my son will become a very good man in the future."

Cheng Yin sniffed, "Hey. Why don't you be so sensational, how embarrassing it is to make me cry."

Dad Cheng laughed, "You can do whatever you like." Dad Cheng looked at him, "My dad supports it. I told your mom a long time ago, and my parents won't interfere with you when you fill out your volunteer application. Don't be stressed. "

Cheng Yin explained, "Don't worry, Dad. I didn't force myself to become a master of Chinese, I just want to get better grades and bring up the total score of the college entrance examination." He paused, and added in a low voice: "Create a little surprise by the way."

Father Cheng nodded and repeated, "You can do what you like. Neither father nor mother thinks that the college entrance examination is the only way out."

To be honest, Cheng Yin was quite touched, he tentatively asked again: "I like whatever I like, can I like anyone?"

Dad Cheng glanced at him, "It's fine." Then he couldn't help laughing and gossiping, "Son, do you have someone you like at school?"

Cheng Yin didn't speak, but it was a pity that his skin was thin, and he blushed all of a sudden.

Dad Cheng stood up with a smile, "It's okay, I won't tell your mother. Otherwise, she will annoy you to death, saying all the time that high school students don't fall in love and waste their youth. I don't object, but I don't support it either." He clicked With a voice, "Your mother is a patriarch, gossiping about her son all day long."

Cheng Yin laughed, "Hey. My mother can chat with the girls in our class even when she goes to school, and she spends all day chasing fresh meat on the Internet."

Father Cheng stroked his chin and said with a vicissitudes of life: "My old bacon really doesn't please your mother."

Cheng Yin laughed to death, "You tell my mother about that."

Dad Cheng smiled and went out, "Eat quickly and go to bed early."

Cheng Yin nodded, "Thank you, Dad." After speaking, Cheng Yin looked at the bowl, and couldn't stop laughing, "Hey Dad, where are you raising your daughter? Can you give me longan and red dates stewed eggs?"

Cheng's father turned around and said seriously: "What kind of food is divided into men and women? I think you have been too pale recently."

Cheng Yin touched his face, "Oh."