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Chapter 1019

In such a situation, in this atmosphere, even that sudden glimpse is enough to make my heart flutter. Although I am a doctor and an obstetrician and gynecologist, at this time, it makes me

My career is completely separated from my heart. At this moment, my heart is only agitated. The white touch she gave me has always existed in my mind, and it is difficult to go away for a long time... It is difficult to sleep for a long time. This kind of pain is only for me.

You can feel it yourself.

After a long time, I found that my body felt uncomfortable because I had been lying there stiffly on my side. Later, when I heard her breathing and slight snoring becoming even and deep, I finally got up slowly, and then

I quietly turned off the lights in the room. During the whole process, I didn't dare to look at her again.

It's good now, I can sleep well. Without the light, there is no pressure. I can turn my body around at will and at any time. After tossing and turning several times, I finally fell asleep.

I still woke up very early the next morning, a habit that I hate sometimes.

When I woke up, I found that Tong Yao was still sleeping soundly, and her body was all under the quilt. I guess she opened the quilt after drinking wine and taking a hot bath last night, and now it is morning

, the effects of alcohol have long since passed.

I got up quietly, first turned off the lights, then took my clothes and went to the bathroom to change. Then I went downstairs to eat. Tong Yao told me last night and asked me not to call her in the morning.

It's still early, and the hotel offers free breakfast. In fact, it's not free, it's just that the cost of the meal has already been included in the room price.

The hotel's breakfast was good, I ate a lot, and I thought it was free.

After breakfast, I went outside the hotel and found that the food stalls from last night had been cleaned up, and the beautiful scenery of the city suddenly appeared in front of me. This city is well managed.

I found a store selling Xiao Long Bao, so I went to buy some, and also bought soy milk there, which I packed and brought back to the hotel.

After entering the room, I found that Tong Yao had already gotten up, had already changed her clothes, and had washed up. I asked her in surprise: "Didn't you say you were going to sleep in? Why did you get up so early?"

She said: "I can't sleep. You woke me up when you got up."

I looked at her in astonishment and said, "No, I spoke very softly."

She was still looking at me and smiling, "You should know what I do? I keep one eye open when I sleep. This is a habit I developed after years of training."

I was immediately horrified, "Tong Yao, then last night I..."

She looked at me and smiled strangely, "What happened last night?"

I hurriedly said: "No, it's nothing. Tong Yao, I made breakfast for you, please eat it quickly. Otherwise, it will get cold in a while."

Her eyes became gentle, "Feng Xiao, thank you. You are so kind."

I lay on the bed and waited for her to eat slowly. Now I feel that my body is soft and I want to take a deep sleep.

"Feng Xiao, why did you go to bed again?" she was asking me.

"You go ahead and eat, I'll take a nap for a while. Anyway, the mall opens after nine o'clock." I said vaguely, sleep was already brewing.

Then she stopped talking. I began to fall into a deep sleep. Before I fell asleep, I suddenly thought of something: It seemed that she was probably testing me again last night to see if I would have sex.

I only slept for a little over an hour, and I woke up on my own, because before I fell asleep, I reminded myself that I could only sleep for so long. Such self-reminder can enter the subconscious mind and let my biological clock work.

"Are you awake? I can't bear to wake you up." Tong Yao was watching TV with her voice turned down very low.

I asked: "What time is it? Is the mall open?"

She said: "It's almost done. Let's go. I have to buy clothes. I don't feel comfortable at all."

I think so: you drove for such a long time last night and your underwear was already dirty. It’s strange that you still feel comfortable now.

Then he went to wash his face, and when he came out, he said to her: "Let's go. By the way, do you want to check out?"

She said: "Let's talk about it when we come back after visiting the mall. If this place is fun, we can go down there tomorrow. There's no rush."

I think so, "Tong Yao, let's go to Wuhou Temple or other places. When we get here, we have to visit the attractions here. By the way, there is also Du Fu Thatched Cottage, I have heard of it before."

She smiled and said to me, "Okay."

We didn't drive out. Tong Yao said that the city is very relaxing and you can only feel the flavor of the city by walking or taking a bus.

We first arrived at Du Fu Thatched Cottage, entering through the south gate and entering from Huanhuaxi Park. This route is relatively long, but the scenery is very good. After passing Qingyang Heng Street, we reached the river. The river is very quiet, and Binhe Road

There are flowers blooming all around, and there is sometimes a thatched pavilion for resting. There are large lawns, ponds and woodlands in Huanhuaxi Park, which is a very neat and beautiful place.

The Thatched Cottage has a gate in Huanhuaxi Park. There is a large screen wall and a square in front of the gate. There are many citizens exercising in the square. This gate is very grand, but it is not the main entrance. To go to the main entrance, you have to leave the park and walk along Huanhuaxi

A few hundred meters up, there are big trees with weeping branches beside the stream.

The main entrance of Du Fu Thatched Cottage is smaller than the south gate in Huanhuaxi Park. Entering here is the closest to the real ruins of the thatched cottage. There are many green bamboos here, and the greening of the park is very good. All the pavilions and pavilions are hidden in the layers of green.

Among them. I have had a problem in my life, that is, I have read too few books, and I can’t understand many things. I don’t know many famous allusions. Since I was a child, I have been strongly instilled with a concept that poetry is

It's useless. Literature and art are useless. They can't be used as food or drink. So I always thought that I was born in a class that must go all out to eat and drink enough, and I must stay away from it.

Politics is far away from humanities. Learn some basic production skills to survive.

How many years have passed, when food and clothing is no longer a difficult problem to solve, I feel the importance of poetry. The poetry that can be recited lasts longer than anything I can eat or drink, even longer than what I always thought was omnipotent.

The things that people come to worship, the technology for which they spent the best time of their lives, are great and long-lasting, and are more needed by people. The thatched cottage where Du Fu lived has long since collapsed, and the technology of building houses in that era has long been outdated, but

Until now, no one can surpass Du Fu and Li Bai in writing poetry. In the end, things that are not eaten or drunk are always passed down.

I can't appreciate great and eternal things like poetry and music because I don't have enough cultural foundation. This is the sadness buried in my heart. The older I get and the more things I have experienced, the more sad this becomes.

I have no choice. If only I had studied liberal arts, at least during the few years I was in school, I could have read a few more pages of good texts and poems. No matter what kind of trouble I encounter in the future, I will have predecessors to learn from, and I won’t feel that

So hopeless and lonely.

In fact, Du Fu's life at that time was quite miserable, suffering from hunger and cold. The thatched cottage at that time was far from what it is today, and was a remote place far away. Du Fu was an unemployed civil servant and did not even have basic living security. But he could

Writing poetry and understanding history, he was still in the mood to pay homage to Zhuge Liang and wet his shirt with tears for the unfinished hero.

I think this is the level. If a person who doesn't read, has no culture, and can't write poetry falls into Du Fu's situation, he will definitely just find a job or open a restaurant to earn some money.

, these things of earning food and drink cannot be passed down at all. If the ancients were educated with the concept that I was instilled, then we would not be able to leave any monuments now. (To be continued)


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