This city, the people who speak out in this city, especially Sister Tang, Tang Xuanling once said that this city itself is a city that you don't want to go back to when you come, and it is like a city to live in permanently. The third arrival of the idiom Fan, coupled with the misty drizzle just now, made me feel like this.

He already felt that this city, Tianfu City, was his home, he loved this home, and it had given him an addiction that he couldn't quit, an addiction that he missed deeply, when he set foot on this land.

For this city, Idiom Fan naturally doesn't know as much as Tang Xuanling and Tang Xuanhe, plus it's only the third time this time. These three times, what Idiom Fan knows is only the present of the city, but he does not know the past of the city. Moreover, there are many, many things that are not known about the city's past.

In the eyes of idiom Fan, Shang Lao Alley is a microcosm of the city's old but young past, and it is also a symbol in the depths of memory.

And Shang Lao Alley is also the last stop and final destination of Idiom Fan today.

The drizzle stopped, and after a falling drizzle, the sun flew in with the sober air, and asked which fairy's birthday it was, and the winter sunshine was so beautiful.

It is rare that the weather after the rain today is so brilliant, the warm sunshine quietly shrouds the old alley, and when the long tenderness is gently sprinkled on the ancient street and courtyard like flowing clouds, the whole alley has already exuded an ancient and bright atmosphere.

Bathed in a different kind of sunshine, stepping on the bluestone slab that has left many years, and the beautiful melody flowing in the courtyard, it is like walking in the long river of history.

The past and the present, the ancient rhyme and the fashion, are so dreamlike presented in front of the eyes of the idiom Fan, and there is no sense of incongruity between the staggered.

"Such a beautiful scenery is what makes me so surprised and moved, and it also makes me so excited. Walking in the idiom of Shang Lao Alley, Fan said to himself, as if he had walked into a dream-like painting boat!

You, you, let me be so surprised and moved, let me be so excited. Walking in the wide and narrow alleys, it is like walking into a dream-like painting boat!

Here, the idiom Fan cultivates his freewheeling, moving around at will, and moving forward as he pleases.

There is a scene in this street, and there is a scene in that scene. Such a long alley exudes the tranquility and tranquility unique to ancient times. The ancient houses on both sides, as well as the towering ancient trees, are not painting the historical picture of the capital of the ancient Han Dynasty for Idiom Fan, telling the historical memory of the capital of the ancient Han Dynasty in ancient times.

The ancient door and the carvings in front of the ancient gate are slightly concealed, the walls are covered with small green naughty eggs, and the wooden windows are beautifully painted and carved beams. Relief carvings on tanks that are not filled with water, and rattan chairs on the side of the street...... This is simply an old photo with a strong nostalgic character!

I have to say that the weather after the drizzle, it is rare to have such good weather in this winter, and how can you not make a cup of tea when you come to the idiom of a teahouse?

Seeing the idiom of the teahouse, for some reason, the casual mood in his heart had already allowed him to step into this door.

Brew a cup of kung fu tea, enjoy the superb kung fu tea performance, rigid and soft, all kinds of modeling patterns are in one go, that is simply free to retract, like mountains and flowing water, the surrounding tea guests are even louder and louder, applause is endless.

In this elegant teahouse, you can enjoy the elegant and unique tea ceremony performance of Tianfu City, taste a cup of tea, listen to a piece of guqin, the sound of the qin, like a heavenly sound, played the softest song in the heart of the idiom Fan.

At the same time, the sound of the piano is like a stream, meandering, twisting and turning, the sound of the piano is like nature, unpolished, simple and smooth, the sound of the piano is like a beautiful jade, warm and soft, close to the heart, the sound of the piano is like the sound of the heart, it interprets the ups and downs of the player's heart and the mental journey, the sound of the piano is like a spring, pouring down from the fingers like flowing water, with the rhythm of the heart, silently dissolving into the blood.

And at this moment, listening to the sound of the piano, Idiom Fan also faintly felt that his state, along with his own state of mind, seemed to be slowly climbing.

Although, such a climb is not too significant. But this kind of climb is exactly what Idiom Fan wants.

"How does it feel, this piano sound?" Zixiao Zhenren suddenly spoke.

"It's rare, if I hadn't felt it carefully, I would really think that this person who plays the piano is a fellow practitioner," Indeed, subconsciously, the idiom Fan has such feelings, "There is that kind of ...... How so...... Everything in the world is all pleasant!"

Yes, the things of the world, all of them are comfortable.

It's really comfortable.

.......

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened.

Dusk, the sunset has its last afterglow, creating eternal beauty, leaving it in the memory of people returning from afar, forming eternal beauty memories.

When the night completely shrouded Shang Lao Alley and completely shrouded the city, unconsciously, Cheng Yufan was already sitting in a bar in Shang Lao Alley.

He remembered that this bar had been told to him by Tang Xuanhe a long time ago. It's a tasteful bar, and it's perfect for someone like him. At first, Idiom Fan didn't know why Tang Xuanhe said that.

But once you walk in, there is romantic saxophone music in it, there are tactful and nostalgic songs, you can also watch a Sichuan opera change your face, and you can also talk freely with people you don't know...... Mind and heart, whatever you want...... At this moment, the fierce collision is also here, and the mind is here, and you can indulge in the leap!

It seems that Tang Xuanhe is indeed his good brother, and he does know himself well. It's really a place for someone like him. For a long time, Idiom Fan has been tightly locked on his nerves, and he seems to be indifferent.

However, does it really matter? This is something that only the idiom Fan himself knows. It doesn't matter, but it really matters.

"Walking into the long alley of Shanglao, you are singing the oldest ballad here......" On the stage, the unknown guitarist sang unknown songs, showing the simple charm, "Walking in the streets and alleys of this city, I can make a very interesting Shudu dialect, like a natural sound, lingering in my ears for a long time." This is an addiction, an addiction that you don't want to leave when you come, an addiction that you can't quit......!

The idiom Fan just listened to it, and the melodious and quaint tone was very refreshing.

"It seems that I have cultivated this nearly a day of freewheeling today, although there are some accidents halfway," Zixiao Zhenren is worth the accident, naturally referring to the meal at noon, "But I can't say that this accident should have been." ”

"Should there be?" the idiom Fan twitched the corners of his mouth and took a sip of beer, "You really know how to speak!"

"What do you think?" then asked Idiom Fan again.

"Then what do you think?" Fan Wenzhi, the idiom, why is this similar to the proprietress in this way.