The Age of Rebirth: The Stepmother of the Sick Beauty Just Wants to Salt Fish

Chapter 914 Do you know why?

We don’t need to show off to your classmates when we look back, but if a classmate asks you if you have ever taken a train, you should tell him that not only have you been on a train, but you also know what is there along the way. "

Jiang Li's purpose in saying this is nothing more than to let the little guy regain his face and exercise his language expression ability.

"If you can describe the scenery you saw along the way in witty language, mom believes that your classmates will admire you very much."

"Why do they admire me?"

"Because you let them feel immersive through your witty language description, as if they have gone through an interesting long-distance trip by themselves. I wonder if we, Hanhan, can do it?"

"...I will work hard!"

Ming Han thought about it for a while, with firm eyes, watching Jiang Li respond.

"Okay, mom believes in you, come on!"

Jiang Li raised her right hand, and she clenched her fist to encourage the little guy.

Unexpectedly, Minghan was a little embarrassed at this moment: "Mom..."

"Ok?"

Jiang Li asked with his eyes.

Ming Han: "What kind of language can be full of wit and wit?"

Jiang Li: "For example, it's snowing outside the car window, what would you say when you see it?"

Ming Han: "The snow is a bit heavy."

Jiang Li smiled and asked: "No more?"

Ming Han: "The snow is very white."

Jiang Li: "Continue."

Ming Han racked his brains to think, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he grinned and said, "Snowflakes are like goose feathers, falling from the sky in pieces."

Jiang Li looked encouragingly: "What else?"

Ming Han: "It fell to the ground and was a vast expanse of whiteness."

Jiang Li praised the little guy: "Our Hanhan is great, think about what you said from the beginning to what you just said, is there a difference?"

"Ah."

Minghan nodded.

Jiang Li smiled: "You first said that the snow was very heavy, and then you said that the snow was very white. Does this sound plain?"

Minghan: "Yes."

Jiang Li: "Later you said that the snowflakes were like goose feathers, falling from the sky in pieces, and that they fell on the ground in a vast expanse of whiteness. Does this sound like a special feeling?"

Ming Han's eyes were as bright as stars, and he nodded emphatically.

Jiang Li asked: "Do you know why?"

Ming Han shook his head.

Jiang Li smiled: "Because you expressed your feelings and used metaphors at the same time..."

With a soft tone, Jiang Li said slowly: "Now knowing what kind of language is interesting?"

"Ah."

Minghan's dark eyes were curved, and he nodded: "I know, our teacher teaches metaphorical sentences and personification sentences. If you say it like this, the sentences you write are beautiful and pleasant to listen to. Well, they are also very vivid."

Jiang Li: "Your teacher is right."

Minghan: "Then I'll look out the car window again and come up with more beautiful sentences and then tell my classmates what I saw along the way."

Jiang Li: "Look at it, but don't look at it for too long, it's not good for your eyes."

Minghan: "Is it bad for your eyes to look at snow for a long time?"

Jiang Li nodded, "Yes", and said: "It's a vast expanse of whiteness, it hurts the eyes if you look at it for a long time, that is, your eyes hurt."

"I know, I won't stare at the snow, I just look at what's outside, just for a while." Minghan promised.

Hearing this, Jiang Li didn't say anything more.

"Mom, I also scored [-] points in Chinese."

Ming Wei suddenly made a sound.

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood why the little girl said that. With a smile on her face, she said, "Our Weiwei is as smart as the second elder brother, mother knows it!"

(End of this chapter)