Sumuzhe

"Today we are learning "Su Muzhe". Su Mu, please read this poem again." Rolling his eyes, Su Mu stood up. "Burn agarwood to relieve the summer heat. Birds call out for the clear sky, peeking into the eaves at dawn and whispering. The sun is rising on the leaves and the rain is lingering. The water is clear and round, and the wind is lifting each one. My hometown is far away, when will I go? He lives in Wumen and has been traveling in Chang'an for a long time. In May, the fisherman and his wife remembered each other. They sailed in small boats and dreamed of entering Furong Pu. " Luo Fansheng grabbed it with his backhand and actually took out a fan and handed it to Su Mu. Pulling the corner of his mouth, Su Mu opened it with a "swish" and blocked it on the side of his face. The class all shouted: "Su Muzhe!"