Seeking the original text of "poetry is like a song"

Inscription: A frequent and continuous story such as a song is a girl's name. Then think about the girl's appearance: Ming Che's eyes, fair face, flowing long hair ... You can think of a song, she is as beautiful as you want. As a song, once upon a time, it was like a song, which is another name that is not very nice. This name is so common that it will soon be forgotten. The name was given by her engineer father, who actually thought it was his "masterpiece". But if Song thought the name was too vulgar, he decided to change it. Change the song if you want, whether dad wants it or not. One day, Rugao's phone rang, and his father cut it off quickly. Dad said it must be the phone call from the engineering headquarters. But the phone said he wanted to talk to Ruge. Dad asked, who is Rugao? There is no such person as Rugao. You have the wrong number. Run like a song. Rugao said it was for me. I changed my name to Rugao and haven't informed my family. Dad asked, have you changed my name? Song nodded. Dad banged the table with his fist. As the song says, it's not that serious ... my mother came to persuade me. Mom said, a name, what is it? I think it's good to call it a song. And then say to Rugao, right, Rugao? Dad said, what's delicious? Live realistically, not sing! As the song says, it's nice. In fact, life is like a song, I can hear it. Rugao made up his mind to change the original unpleasant name for a reason. Otherwise, Ruge would not have made such a determination-Ruge fell in love with poetry. But Ruger didn't know what was waiting for her ahead ... (1) Like Song, she didn't know there was such a thing as poetry on the stone steps, but she read a few magazines occasionally before and didn't care between the lines. That year the school arranged for a college student to learn Chinese. Shortly after joining the work, Rugao and other students paid attention to him. Newly assigned teachers can always be the object of attention. He is thin, perhaps because he is thin and has an angular face, as if to use his prominent angular as some kind of weapon. In short, people are aware of a spirit. He doesn't teach Chinese like a teacher. For example, Geban only saw him walking around in a sparsely populated place. Once, a volleyball hit him in the face, like a song to see him smile. It's too cold to appreciate him. There is an unwritten rule in the school that all trusted college students teach Class One, Grade One. The headmaster doesn't trust the new "spring boys". They always can't master the "rules" in class, sometimes they can't let go, sometimes they go too far, and they are always wanting more. He is very strange and doesn't like to play jokes on his colleagues. The campus is very big. There is an abandoned teaching building in the northeast corner of the campus, which was destroyed by the earthquake more than ten years ago. The old building is not tall, and after a long time, grass grows inside. Later, several small trees grew on the roof. Rugao likes these young trees, as well as the nameless school flowers and school grass in Heze, especially the flowers and plants here. This fragrance is like a song, which can't be found anywhere, and it can't compare with the expensive air freshener. If Song likes it here, come here for a walk. In the past, there was no road here. There are more songs, and there will be a small winding path. Rugao is very happy that her practice has fulfilled Mr. Lu Xun's words. As a song, that's it. This quiet place is called "Herb Garden". The knight came here like a song, doing nothing. She just wanted to see if the grass that sprouted yesterday had blossomed. Those grasses are not beautiful, but they like singing very much. Rugao thinks they are more beautiful than azaleas at home. In addition, I don't know that day, an egret flew in and out of the window of the old building. Rugao is happy to think that it is really happy to find such a good place. Shouldn't it lay eggs here? Since then, Rugao has come and walked very lightly. She was afraid of disturbing the egrets, and Rugao also wanted to hear the squeaking of the little egrets. Rugao often comes, and egrets are not afraid of Rugao. Egrets stop in the grass a few steps away from Rugao for food. Rugao didn't expect to meet him in the "Herbal Garden". If Song hadn't walked down that path, she would have seen another thin shadow downstairs in her usual place, which was simply cut out. If you think it must be him, who else can it be? Moreover, only when he usually has few classes can he enjoy this leisure elegance. Rugao found him reading a book. If you want to study, you are not an intruder of "Herb Garden", at least you should be polite to this "duty" intruder. Ruger walked up the path gently and stopped for a while. Ruger wants to appreciate this eccentric guy. He looked at it carefully, and several of them were flying up and down and refused to leave. He didn't even notice. As the song goes, this bee has a good eye. What honey do you collect from that messy hair? Thought of here, ruger laughed, ruger himself got a fright. How quiet this place was just now. Besides, Rugao seldom laughs out loud, and Rugao doesn't know what it's like to laugh out loud. He obviously heard a girl's laughter. His hand shook and the book fell to the ground. A few wild bees escaped reluctantly. Ruge suddenly stopped laughing, thinking that it was neurotic. Ruge said solemnly, I'm sorry I scared you. He stood up, blushed and said, Never mind, what are you laughing at? As the song goes, there are some wild bees collecting honey on your head. He shook his head gravely. He said, no way, I am not a flower. If you sing, you have to laugh again. He thought about it and said seriously, do I really have something they think is desirable in my mind? He seems to be talking to himself. As the song says, it must be, or they forgot to wear myopia glasses, which is wrong. He smiled. When he smiled, it seemed to make sense. Rugao found himself very talkative-hey, do you know whose place this is? He said one leng. I see. The school ... the principal's. Like the song says, no, it's mine. I walked out of this road. It's called Baicaoyuan. He shook his head, looked at the path under his feet and said that it should be Lu Xun's. They all smiled gently. He told Rugao that he was reading a poem by Tagore. Like a song, stick your head out and look at the title-bird, like a song, is it interesting to read poetry? I also want to see it like a song. He said, of course it's interesting. Reading poetry is the most wonderful experience in the world, and reading poetry on the grass is even more beautiful. As the song says, no wonder you don't like any sports and don't even joke. So you found something you like to do. He said, yes, I suggest you read poetry, too. Reading poems can cultivate people's temperament ... as the song says, I have too much homework ... as the song says, I am helpless. He immediately said that the purpose of education is not to make students slaves, but to become masters ... He said a lot in one breath, for example, he didn't understand the song very well, but he only knew that he meant that reading poetry was harmless. Rugao took over his book "Birds", which is very thin and light, and has an ink fragrance. This fragrance immediately melted into the fragrance of flowers and plants, like a song. No wonder he said that reading poetry here is a better enjoyment. He must like the air here, or everything. Rugao immediately asked, then what are you looking at? He said, I just finished reading this book. Besides, I read a lot, and I started writing my own poems. I will send you a book of poems written by myself in the future. As he said this, he looked at the egrets on the roof. The egret seemed to notice that he was looking at it, and flew high and far. As the song says, you can definitely write it. I'll wait. Ruge speaks from the heart. Now she thinks he is a poet. He said that the book was called Song Nian, and I had already thought about it. As the song says, this name sounds good. Ruger read the poems in that book line by line. Excited as a song. Rugao discovered for the first time that there are such good things in the world besides TV dramas and pop songs. Rugao feels that he has found something that suits him. What a great discovery! Ruger showed this poem to some good girls. Those girls took turns turning over the books and said they didn't look good. He also said that this is what he has been holding all day? Other people's attitudes have not wavered at all, such as their love of poetry. Ruge not only read it, but also copied some sentences neatly in his diary. These songs, for example, are almost all finished in the Herbal Garden after school. Strangely, Rugao never saw him again. One day Ruge met him in the corridor and returned the book to him. As the song goes, it's beautiful. Anything else? He said yes. As the song asks, why not go to the Herb Garden? It's good to study there! He said that the Herbal Garden is yours. Besides, it is quiet to read alone. Rugao immediately had an epiphany and said, Let's carve it up like a colony! His eyes lit up. Divide them? How to divide it? Herbal gardens are inseparable. As the song goes, divide the week into two parts, one, three and five are yours, and two, four and six are mine. He said, good! All right! But I want to modify my dislike. Two, four and six are mine. You rest at home on Saturday. If you can't come, you will lose it for nothing. Rugao really didn't expect this. So Ruge asked for 135, and Ruge read the poems of Xu Zhimo and Dai Wangshu. There are some songs that I can recite repeatedly, and I can recite them. Rugao wishes such a good poem was written by himself. -the first chapter can only be found on the internet, which is incomplete. Please forgive me ~