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Anyway, tomorrow is Saturday, so there is no need to get up early, so I might as well go to bed later and just check it out online.

I got out of bed quietly, turned on my computer, and searched Huang Tingjian on Baidu.

It turns out that Huang Tingjian was a child prodigy when he was young.

When he was seven years old, he wrote a poem about a shepherd boy: "Riding an ox far past the village, I can hear the wind blowing from the other side of the river. There are so many famous and wealthy people in Chang'an who are not as good as you if they run out of agencies."

Not only are the metrical phrases good, but the depth of thought is also amazing.

A seven-year-old child who can write such a poem is truly a child prodigy.

When he was eight years old, he wrote a farewell poem: "Thousands of miles away, I carry my ancestral whip to send you back to the jade steps. If you ask Huang Tingjian of the old days, he has been banished to the world for eight years." It is really surprising that an eight-year-old child has such self-confidence and magnanimity. I suspect it is a god descending to earth.

The words I jotted down in a daze this morning seemed to come from this.

But what does this have to do with myself? Why do you dream about this?

After watching Huang Tingjian's introduction and various achievements for a while, he still couldn't get the point, and he was very sleepy, so Fang Chen had no choice but to go to sleep.

On Saturday, the whole family got up late.

Jianjian didn't wake up until nine o'clock. It was said that he had a very long dream, in which he flew to other planets to play. Those places were very beautiful, but there were no children to play with him and he always played alone, so he came back.

Fang Chen was a little scared after hearing this, hugged his son tightly and said nervously:

"Jianjian, no matter where you go in your dreams from now on, you must remember to come back!"

Jianjian was very confused, and his arms hurt from being hoisted by his mother.

"Promise mom, I will remember to come back in my dream!"

Repeatedly asked.

Jianjian nodded vigorously, although he didn't know why.

After a busy period, the family of three went to grandma's house.

Went to grandma's house on Sunday. This is true every week.

The old people on both sides felt that Fang Chen and the others went to each other's side more than to their own side, and they were somewhat dissatisfied in their words. This is normal, so I can only listen.

On Sunday night, when Fang Chen opened the curtains, he noticed that a star was particularly bright. He looked carefully and saw that the star was actually moving. Maybe it was an airplane. Fang Chen blinked in confusion.

"Ah", with a scream, Fang Chen's legs softened and he sat back on the ground.

"what's wrong?"

Both father and son came over.

"UFO, right outside the window..." Fang Chen hugged Jianjian and kept the child away from the window.

Chang Hao looked out the window, "What kind of UFO is there? Are you dazzled?"

Fang Chen also raised his head and looked out the window again. Sure enough, there was nothing there.

"How could it be? He just rushed over at once." Fang Chen let go of Jianjian, stood up, and regained his composure. She was not a timid person. If the incident hadn't happened suddenly, that thing would have rushed over unexpectedly. In front of her, she wouldn't be so scared that she would sit on the ground.

"Mom, is that that one?" Jianjian's little fat finger pointed to the high night sky.

Fang Chen looked closely and saw a vague object hovering in the air. Although the outline structure of the object could not be seen clearly in the night, two circles of red light spots outlined an oblate shape. That was not a UFO!

When that thing rushed over just now, Fang Chen could clearly see the two oval windows glowing with dazzling red light.

"That's it. It was just outside the window...it's very big!"

"That's not a UFO, that's the house where my eldest brother lives." Jianjian said firmly.

"Where is it? Why can't I see it?" Chang Hao stretched his neck and looked at it for a while, asking strangely.