My dad's life

"Xinxin, what are you doing?"

As soon as I came out of the bathroom, I saw two little guys standing upside down in the living room, with their hips facing up, heads down, and looking back from the middle of their legs.

"We're looking at the scenery backwards." The little guy said.

"How about it, what's the difference?" Fang Yuan asked silently.

"Not very good, I feel a little dizzy." The little guy panted and said, falling to the side.

Fang Yuan hurriedly bends over, holding each of the two little guys up.

"You two little things, can't you play some interesting games?" Fang Yuan said in a very angry and funny way.

In fact, he wanted to say "Can you play a serious game", but after thinking about it, he felt that this was not good, so he changed his words temporarily.

"This game is very interesting." The little guy who had already eased his breath said.

"Where is it interesting?"

"You can see different scenery." The little guy said casually.

Fang Yuan was suddenly shocked by her casual sentence.

Does this sentence look like a modern poem.

The name of the poem is "Handstand"

"Look at the world upside down.

You can see different scenery."

"Wow, this sentence is really good, like a poem." Fang Yuan praised.

"Poetry?" The little guy knows what poetry is.

Fang Yuan read the whole sentence to her, but the little guy was a little ignorant.

The "Sympathetic to the Farmer" that grandma taught her, "Song of the Goose" is called a poem. What is her name?

The little guy doesn't understand a bit, but he is still very happy to be praised by his father.

"But the poem is so simple, I want to think about another one." The little guy began to swell, and said with great interest.

"Oh, that dad is waiting for you to write a new poem." Fang Yuan said with interest.

"Uncle Fang, I also want to write poetry." Xiaoshan said unwillingly behind.

"Well, I'll wait for your new poem." Fang Yuan put the two of them down from him.

The little guy scratched his head and looked around at home.

Xiaoshan stared at the courtyard and meditated.

Fang Yuan found it interesting to see the seriousness of the two little guys.

"Uncle Fang, I thought about it." Suddenly Xiaoshan said happily.

"Oh, tell me then." Fang Yuan asked curiously.

"The sea wanted to climb ashore, but it was too dark, it couldn't see clearly, so it was angry. Wow, wow!"

"Wow, it's really amazing, great." Fang Yuan exclaimed.

I have to say that the imagination of children is too rich.

Xiaoshan probably wrote this poem because she saw the dark night outside and heard the waves of the sea.

"What's the name then?" Fang Yuan asked.

"Huh?" Xiaoshan is worried, she doesn't know it!

"How about "Listening to the Sea"." Fang Yuan thought for a while.

"Okay." Although Xiaoshan doesn't quite understand, what Uncle Fang said is definitely not wrong.

Fang Yuan took out her cell phone, trying to record all their poems just now.

But he couldn't help but want to show off in his circle of friends, only then did he remember that he had unloaded WeChat.

So after thinking about it, I downloaded it again without any discipline.

"How about it, have you thought about it?" Fang Yuan said to the little guy who scratched his head.

"I'm done." The little guy blinked his eyes.

"Really?"

"Really." The little guy said with a guilty conscience.

"Okay, you read it to Dad." Fang Yuan said funny.

"Dad is a big fat man."

Circle: 😤

"I love Dad."

Area: 😄

"Dad is a thin boy."

"I love Dad too."

Fang Yuan was stunned when he heard the words, and he couldn't be more moved. This poem is not easy for ordinary people to understand, but Fang Yuan understands its meaning. This is a poem that belongs to him.

What she wanted to express was that no matter what kind of father she was like, she loved him.

Fang Yuan gently hugged her, and kissed her on the cheek: "It's a very good writing, my little baby, Dad loves you too."

"Hehe." The little guy smirked, happy.

"Then what's the name of your poem?" Fang Yuan asked.

"It's called "I Love Dad"" the little guy was authentic without even thinking about it.

This poem is simply amazing. He wants to share this poem with the whole world. The simple circle of friends can no longer express his feelings.

So he registered a Weibo with the name "Dad Xinxin".

Weibo self-introduction wrote: "It is the first time to be a human being. I first came to this world to wait for you. When I meet for the first time, please take care of me in the future."

Then he uploaded all these three poems.

Although he just registered, there is no official certification, and no one is paying attention, but he still feels very happy.

"What are you smirking with your phone?" Lan Caiyi walked over and asked.

By this time the two little guys had already gone to other places to play.

"Nothing." Fang Yuan quickly put away his phone.

It's not that I'm afraid of Lan Caiyi's look, but I feel a little embarrassed.

But the more he was like this, the more curious Blue Caiyi became.

"Yeah." Lan Caiyi put one hand on her waist and beckoned with one hand, so that he obediently handed over the phone.

Fang Yuan could only hand the phone into her hand obediently.

"I don't want me to know what shameful things are." Lan Caiyi asked angrily.

Homeopathy sat down beside him.

"Why? Just registered a Weibo." Fang Yuan called out.

"Sign up for a Weibo, why don't you dare to show it to me." Lan Caiyi asked suspiciously.

"Mainly, I am a little embarrassed." Fang Yuan sneered.

At this time, Lan Caiyi turned on the phone, and the phone was still on the browser page, and it was Weibo.

Lan Caiyi flipped through his Weibo, and just registered, there was nothing except three poems.

"This is written by Xinxin and Xiaoshan, isn't it great?" Fang Yuan asked.

"They really wrote it themselves." Lan Caiyi was also a little surprised.

"Of course, every child is actually a poem." Fang Yuan said with a smile.

"When did you become a great poet." Lan Caiyi teased.

Then she saw the little guy's second poem, and it was a little bit astonished just now why Fang Yuan was stealing joy.

"Look at you proudly." Lan Caiyi said some snacks and vinegar.

How could he not write a poem to his mother because he has no conscience.

Suddenly her gaze flicked over Fangyuan's profile, she became angry all of a sudden, and she threw her phone to Fangyuan.

"What's wrong?" Fangyuan Game asked inexplicably.

"Did you come to this world to wait for your daughter? What about me? Delivery person? It's the first time to be a human being. Why am I a delivery person?" Lan Caiyi bulged her mouth and was jealous. .

"Uh..." Fangyuan didn't know what to say.

"No, I wrote this poem about you, and what I'm waiting for is actually you." Fang Yuan quibbled.

"Big liar, you are younger than me, how come you came to this world before me?" Lan Caiyi was not stupid, and immediately caught the loophole in this sentence.

"Then you came to this world first, you must be waiting for me, and for the rest of your life, please take care of me." Fang Yuan said with his arms around her shoulders.

"Huh, you big carrot."

Lan Caiyi broke free to stand up and shouted: "Xiaoshan, Xinxin, come here to take a shower."

Then turned around and went to the bathroom.

Leave a stunned face.