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Title: A common and ongoing story like Song is the name of a girl. Then think about the appearance of this girl: clear eyes, fair face, flowing long hair... Ruge's appearance is up to you, she can be as beautiful as you want. Ruge once upon a time made up for sleep with Ruge, which is another name that is not very nice. That name is so common that it can be forgotten immediately. That name was given by her engineer father, who actually thought it was his "proud work." But Ruge thought the name was too vulgar, so she secretly decided to change it. If Ru Ge wants to change it, he can change it, no matter whether his father wants it or not. One day Ruge's phone rang, and my father hurried to answer it. Dad said it must be a call from the engineering headquarters. But the phone call said he wanted to talk to Ruge. Dad asked, who is Ruge? There is no such person as Ruge, you made the wrong call. Ru Ge ran over. Ru Ge said, "They are looking for me. I changed my name to Ru Ge and haven't informed my family yet." Dad asked, did you change my name? Ru Ge nodded. Dad banged the table with his fist. Ru Ge said, this matter is not that serious...My mother came to persuade her. Mom said, it doesn’t matter what the name is, I think Ruge would be good too. Then he said to Ruge, right, Ruge? Dad said, what’s good is good, life must be practical, not singing! Ru Ge said, it sounds good to begin with. In fact, life is like a song, I can hear it. There is a reason why Ruge decided to change the original unpleasant name. Otherwise, Ruge wouldn’t be so determined—Ruge fell in love with poetry. But Ru Ge didn't know what was waiting for her in front... (1) Ru Ge didn't know that there was such a thing as poetry on the stone steps before. She occasionally flipped through a few magazines and didn't care about the rows of words. . That year the school assigned a college student to study Chinese. Not long after he started working, Ru Ge and other classmates noticed him. Newly assigned teachers always attract everyone's attention. He is very thin, perhaps because of his thinness, and his face has sharp edges, as if he is preparing to use his protruding edges as some kind of weapon. In short, it makes people feel a kind of sharpness. He does not teach Chinese language classes in Ruge's class. Ruge only saw him from a few times walking around in places with few people. One time a volleyball hit him in the face, and Ruge saw him smile, but he was so cold and cold that it was hard for him to laugh with him. The school has an unwritten rule that all trusted college students teach the first grade and one class. The principal cannot trust the new "hairy kid". They always fail to grasp the "rules" when giving lectures. Sometimes they cannot let go, sometimes they go too far, and they are always lackluster. He is very strange and doesn't like to joke with his colleagues. The campus is very large. There is an abandoned teaching building in the northeast corner of the campus, which was destroyed by an earthquake more than ten years ago. The old building was not very high. Over time, grass grew on the building. Later, several small trees grew on the roof of the building. Ruge likes these small trees, and also likes the nameless school beauty in Heze, especially the fragrance of the flowers and plants here. This refreshing fragrance of Ruge cannot be found anywhere, and it cannot be compared with expensive air fresheners. If Ruge likes this place, just come here and walk around. There was no road here before, but after Ru Ge walked a lot, there was a winding and thin road. Ruge is very happy, and her approach fulfills Mr. Lu Xun's words. Ruge simply called this quiet place "Baicao Garden". Knight Cantabile doesn't do anything here. She just wanted to see if the grass that was in bud yesterday had bloomed. Those grasses are not beautiful, but Ru Ge likes them very much. Ru Ge thinks they are more beautiful than the cuckoos at home. In addition, I don’t know what day it was, but an egret flew here and flew in and out of the window of the old building. Ruge thought happily that she was so happy to have found such a good place. Did she lay eggs here? From then on, Ruge walked very lightly when she came. She was afraid of disturbing the egret. Besides, Ruge also wanted to hear the chirping of the little egret. Ruge often comes here, and the egret is no longer afraid of Ruge. The egret at the fair was parked in the grass a few steps away from Ruge looking for food. Ruge didn't expect to meet him in "Baicao Garden". Before Ruge walked onto the path, she saw another thin shadow downstairs where she usually worked. The thin shadow was simply cut out. Ru Ge thought it must be him, who else could it be but him. What's more, only he who usually has few classes can have such leisurely and elegant taste. Ru Ge found him reading a book. Ru Ge thought that since he was here to study, he could not be considered an invader of the "Baicao Garden". At least he should be polite to such "invaders" who were "duty".

Ru Ge walked gently onto the path and stopped after walking for a while. Ru Ge wanted to appreciate this eccentric guy. He was reading very seriously. Several of them were buzzing and flying up and down on his head, refusing to leave. He didn't even notice. Ru Ge thought, this bee has such good eyesight. What kind of honey is it picking from that messy hair? Ruge laughed out loud when she thought about this, which shocked Ruge himself. How quiet this place was just now. Besides, Ru Ge rarely laughs out loud. Ru Ge doesn't even know what it feels like when she laughs out loud. He obviously heard a girl's laughter. His hand shook and the book fell to the ground. A few wild bees ran away unwillingly. Ruge stopped laughing immediately, thinking, it turned out to be a neurotic. Ruge said seriously, I'm sorry, I scared you. He stood up, blushed, and said, It doesn't matter, why are you laughing? As the song says, there are a few wild bees collecting honey on your head. He shook his head seriously. He said, it's impossible, I'm not a flower. Ruge had no choice but to laugh again. He thought for a while and said seriously, is there really something in my mind that they think is desirable? He seemed to be talking to himself. Ruge said, that must be it, or else they forgot to wear my myopia glasses and saw wrongly. He smiled. He seemed to have a hint of reason when he smiled. Ruge found that she loved to talk - Hey, do you know who the owner of this place is? He said stunned. Know. The school's...the principal's. Ruge said, no, it's mine. I walked this path. It's called Baicao Garden. He shook his head, looked at the path under his feet, and said, that should belong to Lu Xun. They all smiled softly. He told Ruge that he was reading a book of poetry, written by Rabindranath Tagore. Ru Ge poked his head out and looked at the title of the book - "The Collection of Flying Birds" Ru Ge asked, is reading poetry interesting? Ruge also wants to read it. He said, of course it is interesting. Reading poetry is the most wonderful experience in the world, and reading poetry in the grass is even more beautiful. Ru Ge said, no wonder you don’t like any sports and rarely even joke. It turns out you have found something you like to do. He said, exactly, I suggest you also read poetry, reading poetry can cultivate people's temperament... Ruge said, I have too much homework... Ruge is very helpless. He immediately said that the purpose of education is never to make students become slaves, but to become masters... He said a lot in one breath. Ruge didn't understand it very well, but she roughly understood that he meant that there was no harm in reading poetry. Ruge took over his "Collection of Flying Birds". The book was very thin and light, and there was a scent of ink that hit his face. This fragrance immediately blends into the fragrance of flowers and plants, Ruge likes it. No wonder he said that reading poetry here is a better enjoyment. He must have fallen in love with the air here, or everything. Ruge immediately asked, what are you looking at? He said, I just finished reading this book, and besides, I have read a lot. I started writing my own poems. In the future I will send you a book of poems I wrote. When he said this, he looked at the egret on the top of the building. The egret seemed to notice that he was looking at it, and flew away, very high and far away. Ruge said, you will definitely be able to write it, I will wait. Ruge speaks from the heart. Now she thought he was a poet. He said that the title of the book was "Cantabile Years", and I had already thought about it. Ruge said, this name sounds nice. Ruge read the poems in the book line by line. Ruge was extremely excited. Ru Ge discovered for the first time that there are such good things in the world besides TV dramas and pop songs. Ruge feels that she has found something that suits her. What a great discovery this is! Ruge showed the poem to some girls she was close to. The girls took turns looking through it, but none of them said it looked good. He also said, so this is what he has been holding on to all day long? Others' attitudes did not shake Ruge's love for poetry at all. Ruge not only read it, but also neatly copied some sentences into her diary. Most of these Ruge did in Baicao Garden after school. The strange thing is that Ruge never met him again. One day Ruge met him in the corridor and returned the book to him. Ru Ge said, it’s so beautiful, is there any more? He said yes. Ru Ge asked, why don't you go to Baicao Garden? It’s great to study there! He said, Baicao Garden belongs to you, and besides, you have to read it alone to be quiet. Ruge immediately came up with a creative idea and said, let's carve it up, just like carving up a colony! His eyes lit up, carve up? How to divide? Baicao Garden is inseparable. Ru Ge said, divide the week into two parts, one, three, five, belong to you, and two, four, six belong to me. He said, OK! good! But I have to modify my aversion, and two, four, and six are mine. You rested at home on Saturday and couldn't come, so it was all lost. Ru Ge really didn't expect this. So Ruge asked for "One Three Five" and Ruge read poems by Xu Zhimo and Dai Wangshu. There are some songs that I can't put down and recite over and over again, and I can even memorize them. Ru Ge really wishes she could have written such a good poem herself.

——End of Chapter 1. I can only find these on the Internet. They are not complete. Please understand~