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Chapter 278 Building a Wall with Flesh and Flesh

It seems that when everyone first became a parent, they thought they had a skill that they could teach their children. They must have fantasized more than once about how dazzling their children would be in the future, and longed for their unfinished dreams to be realized by their children. .But as the children grow up day by day, those desires are gradually forgotten, and all that remains is the hope for the children's health and happiness.

But as long as we live in this world, no one can avoid being vulgar, and there is no way to control ourselves from comparing ourselves with those around us.

For example, in this art exhibition, Song Song originally thought that he would fool around casually, as long as he could see it.

But Ding Rui experienced it personally, and her expectations continued to rise during the painting process.

According to the original idea, Ding Rui has already drawn the line draft. According to her previous idea, she should take Song Xiaoni to color it together at this time.

But after the short-term joy, Ding Rui was dissatisfied with the line drawing.

Red flags, Tiananmen Square, saluting children...

All the elements in the painting are too common and lack connotation, so they definitely cannot stand out among the crowd of works.

No, we have to redesign it!
Ding Rui temporarily put the line draft aside as an alternative, then went to the living room and brought Song Xiaoni back.

"Nini, do you know what National Day is?" Ding Rui decided to try to guide Song Xiaoni to use her imagination to create a new content with her help.

Children's imagination is unconstrained, pure and flawless, beautiful and bold.

Ding Rui didn't want the first work she completed with her child to be too clichéd. She wanted Song Xiaoni to build up her confidence through this event, and she wanted this event to be full of meaning.

Song Xiaoni nodded, and said in a crisp voice, "Mr. Zhou said that National Day is the day our country was founded. It is a very, very important festival."

Ding Rui nodded and said, "You're right, but only partially. Let me tell you, our country was invaded by many countries..."

"What is aggression?"

"They just rob our things, kill our relatives and friends, and seize our land..."

"Why are they so bad?"

"Yeah, they were bad. Later, under the leadership of the party, we started to fight against those bad guys. Many brave ancestors died and a lot of blood was shed before we finally drove the bad guys away. You know why our flag is Is it bright red?"

"Ah, this time Teacher Zhou said that it was the ancestors who dyed it red with blood!"

"That's right! After driving away the bad guys, our country has been destroyed beyond recognition. So on October [-]st, our new country was established. We worked together for decades to build it, and finally we have it. Happy life today.”

Although Ding Rui's words were very simple, Song Xiaoni was very excited and clenched her fists tightly: "Mom, mom, I also want to build a country."

"Well!" Ding Rui continued to guide: "Nini, look, it's National Day again soon, let's draw a picture together as a gift to the country, okay?"

"Okay! Okay!" The little girl really understood the significance of this art exhibition now.

"Then... what kind of painting do you want to paint?" Ding Rui asked expectantly.

Song Xiaoni almost didn't think about it, and blurted out: "I want to draw me and my classmates beating bad guys!"

Song Song was quite happy listening to it, but when he heard his daughter say that, he was so anxious that he gave Ding Rui a look.

How to guide it?For such a young child, if he opens his mouth or shuts up, he will hit the bad guy. Is this okay?
Ding Rui hurriedly said: "Nini, now that our country is strong, those bad people will not invade us again. However, they will still bully us in various ways. Then tell me, what should we do Woolen cloth?"

"Then..." Song Xiaoni seemed to be stumped and at a loss. She asked tentatively: "Then can we build a wall to keep out those bad guys?"

Ding Rui was a little puzzled: "Why do you want to build a wall?"

Song Xiaoni said: "Teacher Zhou taught us to sing a song, and there is a sentence in it that seems to be 'build a wall with our flesh and blood'."

Ding Rui turned her head to look at Song Song, as if asking for help, not quite understanding what kind of song it was.

Song Song understood it all at once, and corrected him: "Use our flesh and blood to build our new Great Wall!"

"Yes, our new long wall!" Song Xiaoni clapped her hands happily.

"It's the Great Wall!" Song Song corrected again.

Song Xiaoni scratched her head: "What is the Great Wall?"

Song Song was choked and held back for a while before explaining: "It's just a very, very long wall."

Ding Rui was amused with a "puff" sound.

The father and daughter were as close as they were lovers in previous lives. When they arrived at their own home, they were like a pair of little enemies. They were obviously chatting seriously, but to other people, it sounded like they were arguing. In fact, they were talking very seriously. It's so much fun.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Ding Rui's mind, and he thought of a new content, which corresponded to what Song Xiaoni said:
A group of children, holding hands, protected a big colorful rooster behind them, and used a human wall to block the jackals, lions, pheasants, kangaroos, and mice outside...

In such a painting, there are many monomers, and the composition is somewhat complicated.

But Ding Rui couldn't explain why. After drawing the line draft of the previous painting, she seemed to have opened up. Suddenly, she felt that children's painting is very simple. What she wants to draw, she really just picks up the pen.

Watching Ding Rui draw the line drawing quickly, the little girl looked admiringly beside her, as if her mother had become the most charming idol in her heart at this moment.

In less than an hour, Ding Rui completed the line draft.

Then the mother and daughter cooperated together to complete the coloring of the whole painting.

Looking at the colorful and bright works, Song Xiaoni was so happy that she curled up in her mother's arms like a baby: "Mom, thank you!"

"Thank me?" Ding Rui was taken aback.

"Yeah! Thank you for teaching me so much!"

Ding Rui's eye circles suddenly turned red. She looked at Song Song: "My daughter has grown up and is sensible!"

Song Song looked at the painting with a pleased smile on his face and said, "I hope she grows up slowly."

There are almost no elements in this work that are the same as those of other children.

Obviously there is no national flag, no Tiananmen Square, and no red scarf, but when placed in the theme of "Celebrating the National Day", people can understand the deep meaning contained in it at once, and it is suitable for the current situation.

Teacher Zhou was shocked when she saw this painting. She couldn't explain why, but she felt as if the weight on her shoulders was heavier and her work became more powerful.

This painting must be highly recommended!We must strive for the most conspicuous position so that more people can see it!

Song Xiaoni didn't know what was going on. She found that after handing in the painting, the two head teachers and the aunt seemed to care more about her. They would smile at her every time they saw her and were always willing to talk to her more.

She didn't like going to school very much before, but she suddenly felt that going to school is such a happy thing!
(End of this chapter)