It is quite now,
During the playback of the screen, Xiao Shuying was still speaking,
She stood on the performance stage at Yecheng Primary School, exuding the aura of the pride of the times, and her voice was ethereal, just like her poems.
[In the vast space and infinite space, it is a great honor to share the same planet and the same sky with you]
[In order to share this brilliance and love with you, the earth has survived four billion years without dying]
[For someone, you are the center of the universe, like the Small Magellanic Cloud, you radiate the light of the entire universe and help them find their way]
[Actually, in the first law of thermodynamics, the energy of the universe will not be created and will not be destroyed, which means that the energy contained in our body, every particle is a part of something else, maybe it is Deng's fish, or it is like Microbes, maybe flowers, but they now make up every particle of our bodies, and we are part of something. It is the moon, the thunderstorm, we give birth to all things, we give all things death]
[The law of tides... When you look up at the moon, even if you can't meet in the end, it's staring at you]
...
It is quite now,
everything is quiet,
That year, when Xiao Shuying was seven years old, the poem opened, and nearly seven poems shocked the audience.
Principal Zhao Guochang got up and only exclaimed.
"Your shadow will live on in the poetry world of the future!"
At the Poetry Station, the head of the station, Xu Hong, touched her head and kept praising her and asked, "How can you write poetry?"
Xiao Shuying replied subconsciously, "I read the physics book and the pre-Qin scriptures."
This made Xu Hong even more amazed, she firmly believed that this was a genius.
Until the school bell rings,
Xiao Shuying looked around, only to see Yu Ye coming with an electric car,
At that time, Xiao Shuying was still standing beside Xu Hong and principal Zhao Guochang.
When the two saw Xiao Shuying's father, they couldn't help but stunned,
There is still a Band-Aid on his face, like a fight or a fall, his face is very pale, and his facial features are good.
But it was so ragged that a leather jacket was sewn several times.
"Your daughter's research on the tidal law and the Roche limit is really good." Zhao Guochang, the principal at the time, asked deliberately.
"What superfine law, what is Luo Xiji?" Yu Ye was sluggish, like an illiterate person being asked to live in place.
Seeing this, Zhao Guochang was even more satisfied.
Next to the Poetry House, the stationmaster Xu Hong was even more amazed. Xiao Shuying is a genius.
And Xiao Shuying next to him, no matter how fearless, feels a bit embarrassed.
——
After that, Xiao Shuying began to be a seven-year-old poetry goddess. She became famous at home and abroad. The Poetry House customized a publication book for her, as well as a personal poetry promotion.
When Xiao Shuying was seven or eight months old.
She proudly carried a small schoolbag, looked around ruthlessly, and then deliberately took out 50,000 yuan in front of Yu Ye.
"I earned it all by myself, I'm better than you!"
She was proud and looked at the man in front of her.
And this man is still burning pots on the balcony, small earthen pots, and fragrant cooking. No one cares about this dilapidated building. Anyway, this is the worst area in Yecheng.
"Keep the money, and study hard by yourself. Reading is important."
The Yu Ye who cooked the rice said angrily, and kept adding firewood.
"What are you burning?" Xiao Shuying was suddenly annoyed, she pointed to the fire, which she bought secretly [Instant Piano Book]
"You!!!" Xiao Shuying shivered angrily.
"You didn't say that the teacher taught you the piano, what's the use of this book, you still have to read other books." Yu Ye didn't care, and continued to fill in all kinds of papers to start the fire.
boom!
The only answer to him was the door slamming.
When many people saw this scene, they were all stunned.
Did Xiao Shuying's piano talent start so hard?
Is this man so cruel or ignorant?
——
The program team, Yu Shuying saw this scene again, she was still angry.
"I'm still angry when I see it, it was the first book I bought, and I loved the piano, but he burned it."
"After I entered the piano class, I didn't know anything. My classmates made rapid progress. I was really desperate at the time."
"But I gritted my teeth and started learning the piano until I saw the confession of a cancer patient on a forum, and I wrote a song for him."
Speaking of which,
people rang,
[Chengnan flower has opened]
Xiao Shuying's first piano piece,
But the entire domestic piano industry never thought that the original national tone could be so illusory.
In the gym, many young people sighed.
"It has to be her. She rose up against this adversity and the piano book was burned. She also rose against the sky."
"How can there be such a person, such a radiant existence like a scorching sun."
——
But the screen is still playing.
Yu Ye was still cooking in a pot, but a half-burned paper appeared,
There are also some words on it, it is written: Jesus is dead, forget Jesus, the stars are dead, you can stand here...
——
"He's burning his literary arrogance?"
"wrong."
"He doesn't just have this one!"
The seventh guest of Happy Family, Xu Hong, exclaimed.
At this moment, the expressions of the guests and players changed.
Yu Ye,
How much is hidden...
——
The picture still fluctuated, Xiao Shuying went to the bedroom to get sullen, Yu Ye went to his bedroom and grabbed piles of paper.
The screen shot each one, with beautiful handwriting written on it.
[One day, you will find that there are many atoms in your muscles, which are the heroes of helping the sky become blue. The phosphorus in your bones once made the ancient ocean waves green... You will not disappear, you will Perpetuating somewhere in the fabric of the universe]
Signed: Shadow
When this song appeared, Xu Hong stood up, she was sluggish,
Isn't this the first work that Yingfa sent to Poetry Station?
The font is beautiful as if written by a woman,
This is the first draft, but it appeared on Yu Ye's desk.
Then in the waste paper, the second song appeared,
[We are the stars who were looking for each other in space in the prehistoric era, we have been in love for 100,000 years]
Signed: Shadow
The crowd was stunned,
Isn't this what Liu Shi sent to Xiao Shuying?
[We are all composed of particles, which have existed since the beginning of the universe. I would like to believe that those particles created you through the time and space of 140 years, so let us meet and let me become your father]
[The light from the stars you see now may have been emitted hundreds of millions of years ago, and it took thousands of years to enter your eyes]
[You are really small, but that doesn't mean you can't shine]
When these three sentences appear,
But Yu Ye just treated them as waste paper and stuffed them into the fire,
The paper is ignited, if it is not played back, probably no one knows that there is such a paragraph of text,
Now, Xu Hong covered her face, she didn't know what to say,
Twelve years ago, that man had an extremely illiterate expression,
And she even looked down on it at the time, and had the idea of adopting Xiao Shuying,
"What the hell was I thinking..."
Xu Hong only felt embarrassed, she felt that this was the most embarrassing time in her life.
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And the screen playback is not over yet,
Because Yu Ye used the identity of Qijiying to teach Xiaoshuying seven times,
But he wrote a lot of paper, so he sorted all the paper,
So much so that the picture was taken.
[Spotted this spring, a cosmic butterfly is oscillating on wings of interstellar gas and dust]
[If you twist the DNA in your body into a thread, it stretches 10 billion miles, farther than the distance from Earth to Pluto, so you alone are enough to leave the solar system, and you are literally the universe]
[Do you know what Stardust is called? Meteor, Falling Flower, Firefly, Confusion, Participating in Business
[When you read this sentence, this little star named love has already earned three and a half circles]
Gone,
These papers have entered the stove.
And Yu Ye just watched calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him, he just wanted to make the bowl of rice in front of him,
In the bedroom, Xiao Shuying was sulking, but when she saw the [Best Poet of Poetry House] trophy in front of her, she was relieved a lot. *