The Tai Chi old man quickly finished a set of punches. He slowly turned around and looked at the young man behind him. He smiled kindly and said, "Young man, is this your first time at Beijing University? I'll take you there..."
The old man's smile makes people feel more comfortable than the morning sunshine, and the old man's eyes are full of kindness and kindness, without any airs or arrogance of a scholar.
"Really? Isn't that too much trouble? Also, why do you trust me so much? I heard that if you want to see Mr. Su, you have to make an appointment first and go through a secretary or something. Mr. Su is a big shot!" Tang Lin was a little embarrassed.
, although his family is not from a scholarly family, and his parents are not university professors or experts, but he is a filial person. He has a heartfelt respect and affection for the elderly, whether they are high-ranking or poor.
His temperament caused him great losses and misfortune in the future, but he never regretted it and still adhered to his principles.
After hearing this, the Tai Chi old man raised his head to look at the dazzling morning sun, stretched out his hand to cover it, and smiled calmly, "Big shot? Haha, fame and wealth are like clouds, and big shots are also little shots. As for why I took you there without asking, because you didn't just
He was not in a hurry, and he stood on the right side to block the direct sun from my eyes..."
The Tai Chi old man said that he should lead the way. Tang Lin suddenly felt like he had entered a paradise. Originally, he did not have such a deep understanding of the century-old Beijing University, the number one university in China. However, with just a few actions and a few words from the old man, he suddenly felt like he had entered a paradise.
I understand that the profound knowledge of Beijing University is deeply hidden.
He didn't know the identity of the old Tai Chi man in front of him. He only knew that the old man was tall, not hunched over, out of breath, and had bright eyes. This kind of thing is called cultivation. The inner cultivation is what people often say:
There is poetry and calligraphy in my belly.
Tang Lin followed cautiously, changing the scene as he moved. Although it was still the end of winter, the Beijing University campus was full of life. The yellow winter jasmine flowers on the roadside were already blooming impatiently, and there were people hurriedly walking to the cafeteria on the road.
Students in the classroom.
Everyone would bend down and nod when they saw the Tai Chi old man, but they didn't stop to say hello, they just nodded as they walked by.
The only information Tang Lin could get was that the old man's surname was Peng, because students and teachers all called him Teacher Peng without exception. Oh, it seemed that he was also a highly respected old professor.
Soon the Tai Chi elder took Tang Lin to a courtyard surrounded by tall ginkgo trees, a regular and square courtyard in the old Jiujing courtyard.
The location of Peking University was originally a royal garden. Although it has gone through many hardships and the ancient buildings were severely damaged, some of them are still preserved. Even the newly built houses were built in the Qing palace style. The entire campus is antique, with Weiming Lake as the center and surrounding areas.
Distribution. Large dispersion, small concentration, the main axis is east-west.
Most of the groups are in the triple courtyard style, with reasonable overall layout, appropriate local scale, and compact integration with the natural topography. Most of the buildings are two or three stories. The main buildings are made of gray tiles, red columns, stone steps, light-colored walls, and eaves.
There are brackets, beams and squares decorated with colorful paintings; the secondary buildings are in the form of residential gardens, and the water tower by the lake is of octagonal dense eaves style. There are still some relics from the old garden of the Ming and Qing Dynasties left in the garden, and there are also stone carvings moved from the ruins of the Old Summer Palace.
"This is Jingchun Garden. Except for the one in front of you and the small courtyard on the right that looks shabby, the rest of the courtyards are all newly built. The Mr. Su you are looking for is here. Young man, you can go in.
, haha." At the entrance of the courtyard, the old Tai Chi man stopped enthusiastically, and then gave Tang Lin specific instructions.
Tang Lin raised his eyes and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Indeed, the small courtyard in front of him was not big. Although it was exquisite, it could not compare with the modern high-rise buildings outside and the majestic red walls and green tiles of the Forbidden City.
The walls and the top of the gatehouse are covered with mottled blue tiles that are almost the same as those in Peng Ning's courtyard. Some are cracked and some are damaged. Is it because Beijing University does not have the financial resources to repair them or does the old man living there prefer to return to nature?
"Thank you, Teacher Peng. But, why don't you go in? It seems that you and Mr. Su should be familiar with each other!" Tang Lin immediately thanked him sincerely. At this moment, he had almost forgotten about losing the beans.
The Tai Chi old man waved his hand gently, "Mr. Su is nearly a hundred years old and always likes to be quiet. I won't go in and disturb you. Goodbye, young man."
Tang Lin grinned as he watched the Tai Chi old man leave his tall figure. At this moment, he truly realized what it meant to give someone a rose and leave a lingering fragrance in your hands.
Even an old professor like Teacher Peng was not willing to disturb Teacher Su's study, but he just sent him to the door of Mr. Su, a stranger. Why? The visitor was a guest, and Teacher Peng had already understood at a glance that he was from afar.
He came here specifically for Mr. Su. He must be very aware of such guests, and Mr. Su would not turn them away.
Tang Lin stood there for a long time without moving, silently watching Teacher Peng's back. Perhaps, they only had this chance to meet each other in this life, but Tang Lin would deeply remember this person who knew how to do Tai Chi, had a kind smile on his face, and had a warm heart from ancient times.
Mr. Beijing University.
It wasn't until the Tai Chi old man's back had completely disappeared outside Jingchun Garden that Tang Lin adjusted his mood, turned around, and knocked gently on the door.
The door was a mottled red painted wooden door with a similarly mottled copper ring on it. Tang Lin picked up the copper ring and bang bang bang bang bang bang.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Su here..."
Then he shouted softly to the yard where there seemed to be some activity, and then stepped aside and stood with his hands down, not to disturb him again. It seemed that no matter it was windy or rainy, he could stand until Mr. Su went out to greet the guests.
And this unintentional behavior and character are definitely not accidental. They are exactly the same as his treatment of the Tai Chi old man at Weiming Lake just now. He is definitely not a hypocritical villain who wants to gain power, wealth and reputation.
What Tang Lin didn't notice was that the place he was standing on was actually a low point, so the Tai Chi old man walked to a high point in the distance and accidentally looked back, just in time to see him standing with his hands down and waiting quietly.
Then he couldn't help but stop and squinted his eyes to get a closer look. He felt indescribably fond of him because even though he lived in Beijing University for a century, he had not seen many such special young people.
Today's young people are talented, courageous and creative, which is great, but they all seem to collectively lack the humility, quietness and filial piety that Chinese people should have in their bones.
The Tai Chi old man smiled faintly, couldn't help but nod slightly, and murmured to himself, "This boy can be taught, and this boy can be taught." He even had the urge to go out and get to know this young man again.
Be a friend.
At the same time, he thought for a moment of his out-of-place and rebellious granddaughter. Finally, he turned around slowly with some regret and continued walking towards the Beigong Building in the distance, which is also the Principal's Building...