Appreciate the moon and look at the flowers
I read a poem, and a beautiful girl admired me endlessly. If she asked me to write another poem, I would go to great lengths and ask her to kiss me.
Ever since - the uncles, aunts, uncles, aunts, mom and dad who were chatting away started to laugh out loud:
"Xiaoyue is so cute."
"Haha, this kid knows how to bargain when he is only four years old. He will be amazing when he grows up!"
"Oh, it's true, Xiaoyue is so funny."
Among them, my parents also laughed: "This child has been really naughty since he was a child. Xiaohui, come here, eat some fruit." Of course, the beautiful girl Xiaohui, my cousin, also laughed, kissed me on the cheek, and said with a big smile: "I'm kissing you now. Come on, smart boy, let me recite a poem to your cousin."
Since I got the advantage of the beauty, I shook my head and recited seriously: "I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and I can hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and I know how many flowers have fallen."
That year, I was four years old.
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