Every year, I recite it and continue it, “Don’t you see, in the mirror in the hall, my hair turns white, black in the morning and white in the evening.”
"When life is good, enjoy it to the fullest; don't let your golden cup face the moon empty."
"I was born with talents that will be useful, even if I lose all my money, I will get it back."
The two little ones spoke one sentence each, and the people around them were confused.
Su Jianwei waited until they finished reciting before smiling and saying, "Sui Sui usually talks too much, and Nian Nian talks too little. Reciting some ancient poems will help balance them out."
Liu Jing looked at the passing years, and then at her grandson Xiaozhi.
Her own grandson knows it well. Let alone 100 ancient poems, he can't even memorize a single one.
"Hahaha, you are worthy of being my Lu Hai's grandchildren, you are so smart!"
"Grandpa, which story do you like best? I'll recite it to you every year!"
The smile on Lu Hai's face froze slightly. He touched his nose and couldn't really say anything.
Lu Hai didn't understand ancient poetry, but he didn't want his grandchildren to look down on him, so he immediately said, "What's so hard about reciting ancient poetry? Let's sing military songs!"
"Okay!" Suisui has always been a supportive person. After Lu Hai finished speaking, he immediately responded happily.
Just as they started singing a line of their military song, a man in a police uniform came out.
He looked at the people in the room, especially when he saw Lu Hai and Lu Zheng, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Hello, Chief."
Lu Hai nodded, "What are you here for?"
Lu Ping's husband avoided looking away and wished he could hide behind a pillar.
But the policeman said, "We would like to ask Mr. Lu Zheng to inquire about the situation."
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