"After one night of wind and showers, how many are the fallen flowers!"
"Red berries grow in the southern land, in spring they overload the trees."
"The Southern scenery is now not to forget, but I meet you again when flowers part with spring."
It was already past midnight. Lei Zongze was still looking for these poems on the Internet. When he found them, he used a pen to write them down and then recited them several times. His memory was pretty good. After reading them a few times, he basically memorized them.
When Mother Xiao woke up at night, she looked through the window and noticed that there were lights outside. She was a little puzzled and walked out to take a look. She found that Lei Zongze's room was still bright.
