I looked around in the museum in a daze. In fact, I didn’t even know what I was looking at.
"I'm sorry." I accidentally bumped into someone, and the other person apologized first. Xiang Xiaochuang blushed: "It's my turn to say sorry. I was thinking about something, I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter, are you Chinese?" The other party suddenly changed to Chinese.
Xiang Xiaochuang also felt that he was pleasantly surprised. He was still young and wore a plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. His jeans had been washed half white and half blue, and his wide-toed running shoes matched his outfit very well.
He was smiling at her, his smile as bright as that of a young man who didn't know much about the world. And his age... was only around twenty-three or four.
"Yes, I am Chinese." Xiang Xiaochuang suddenly felt friendly.
"You also came to see Suzhou gardens, right? It's right in front. It seems that foreigners are very interested in our ancient culture. That exhibition hall is very busy."
The exhibition hall Xiang Xiaochuang visited today was the Oriental Art Museum. In fact, she was only thinking about her thoughts along the way. At this time, she felt a little confused: "Oh, I was just walking around..."
"However, I still feel very proud to see that our culture is so popular." He smiled brightly, as if the world was controlled by his smile.
"Yes." Xiang Xiaochuang reluctantly showed a little interest at this time, "I'll go over and take a look."
"My name is Tang Xiangtian. Isn't it rude to ask your name?"
Xiang Xiaochuang generously held his outstretched hand: "Hello, my name is Xiang Xiaochuang."
"A very special name..." He smiled, "I just came from there, so I will act as a temporary tour guide."
The two of them talked in very low voices in the solemn museum, so they walked side by side. He was very tall, and Xiang Xiaochuang almost only reached his shoulders.
The exhibition hall of Suzhou Gardens is called "Mingxuan", and it indeed has a somewhat antique flavor. It has cornices, carved beams, pavilions and fish ponds.
"It looks similar, right? It is said that it was originally built by skilled craftsmen from Suzhou, and it almost copies the garden pattern of Suzhou."
Xiang Xiaochuang shook his head sadly and smiled to himself: "I have never been to Suzhou, although... although my city is not far from Suzhou. It is ironic to say that I actually saw Chinese gardens in the United States."
"Then you must go. Suzhou is very beautiful. If Shanghai is the beauty of everyone, Suzhou is Xiaojiabiyu. It is definitely worth a visit."
There were some American tourists sitting scattered in the pavilion. Some of them shook their heads when talking, as if they were forced by the old master to recite the "Four Books and Five Classics", which made Xiang Xiaochuang laugh.
Because I had a companion, the lonely museum trip became more interesting. When I walked out of the exhibition hall, it was already closing time.
The rays of the setting sun shone obliquely on Tang Xiangtian's face, and through the reflection of the glass door, the corners of his mouth formed a rather graceful arc.
His brow bone is very high, which makes his face not look as flat as that of ordinary Orientals. His eye sockets are deeply sunken, and his eyes are faintly seen to be light brown.
"I am of mixed Chinese and American descent. Although I grew up in the United States, I go back to China every two years." Tang Xiangtian explained calmly when he saw Xiang Xiaochuang's surprise that he didn't have time to hide.