Writing on a rainy day, the words are moist.

After Xu Guo finished writing a novel, he wrote a letter to the little donkey. The little donkey is a figure such as a receptionist and steward of an armed organization in Germany. After the end of World War II, the fall of Hitler, a German magnate, there was an underground organization engaged in assassination in southeastern Germany, and during World War II, it was an unmanaged underground group. They kill and do all kinds of things they want. As soon as World War II ended, this organization, called Youling, grew. The so-called Youling means that the people in the organization gather the best quality people in the world, and their souls are the best quality souls, hence the name Youling.

The development scale of the Youling organization is very large, and it currently extends to other countries and regions outside Germany, Italy, RB, the Netherlands, the United States, the United Kingdom, etc., and there are Youling organizations in many places, and the Youling organization is a large organization. It's a big organization.

Xu Guo has a deep affection for the Youling organization, whether in the city or the countryside, Xu Guo maintains close contact with the Youling organization.

For quite a long time, until now, Xu Guo has focused his life on writing. He is almost a propagandist of the Youling organization, and uses his writing to promote the Youling organization. After writing for a long time, my heart has become less sensitive, I have no impulses when I first wrote, and I have no enthusiasm for writing, and my writing has entered a soothing rhythm. Writing is not the same as speaking, this is an important piece of information that Xu Guo discovered, speaking is a matter of words, and writing is a work of hand.

Among the many organizations, Xu Guo loves the German Youling organization, which advocates the noble soul of mankind, the holy heart of mankind, and the excellent qualities of the human spirit, and this organization, which strives to cultivate the nobility of the human spirit, is very remarkable, outstanding, and worthy of advocacy.

Rainy days, relatively cold. Yesterday was cooler. The day before yesterday, even earlier, it was hot, and it was uncomfortable to walk in the yard and be surrounded by a stove, and it was uncomfortable for people to bake. And today, the temperature has dropped sharply, and in summer there is such a temperature, there is such weather, it makes people feel that it is late autumn, or even winter. Xu Guo put on his coat.

Xu Guo and Lin Tao got on the train to the Lost City, and on the train, Xu Guo took out a bunch of washed grapes. This bunch of grapes was bought by Xu Guo on the side of the road when he was in Qianyu Village. The grapes are not very sweet, and certainly not sour. At that time, I bought a total of two skewers, ate one skewer that day, and put the remaining skewers in the refrigerator and took them out today. Xu Guo is like this, if you want to come, you will come, if you want to go, you will go.

The weather was a little cold, Xu Guo was wearing a blue jacket, put it on, and his upper body was warmer. He was still wearing cropped pants on his lower body, and when he was in Qianyu Village, he bought a total of three cropped pants. Among them, a pair of cropped pants, like cropped pants, a pair of cropped pants, like cropped pants, and a pair of cropped pants, like five-point pants.

On the train, you can't feel the cold, the train is fast, and you can always feel a slight bump. Xu Guo doesn't like to take the train, the train is too long, not because the train body is too long, not because the carriage is too long, but because the train travels too long. It can be described as a long journey, and it takes a long time, and Xu Guo doesn't like to take the train. In fact, Xu Guo not only doesn't like to take trains, buses, buses, subways, boats, planes, or any means of transportation. In Xu Guo's understanding, when a person enters a means of transportation, it becomes an object, just like a box, a leather ball, rice, millet, a teacup, etc., and a person is just an item carried by a means of transportation.

The train is forward, the scenery is backward, there are children on board, and there are babies on board. A baby in distress can be heard throughout the carriage. In the hard sleeper car, many people lie down, regardless of whether the baby cries or not, they don't care, anyway, it's not their own baby.

Xu Guo asked an interesting question, asking Lin Tao if he could tell from the baby's cry whether the baby was a baby boy or a girl. After hearing this question, Lin Tao thought that this was a very good question to answer, but then after thinking about it, he found that this question was not easy to answer. Just by listening to the sound, Lin Mo could not tell whether the baby was a boy or a girl.

Xu Guo was bored on the train, so he asked this boring question. But Lin Wei didn't think this question was boring, and said that Xu Guo's question was interesting.

There are so many people in the carriage, each with their own destination, each with their own ideas, and it can be seen from the situation of the people on the bus eating that some people love to eat this instant noodles, and some people love to eat that kind of instant noodles. On the train, there are many people who eat instant noodles, and instant noodles are very close to the train. There are boys who can't find a girlfriend, the reason is very simple, it is because he doesn't go to make girls and makes noodles every day.

One of Xu Guo's classmates dropped out of high school before finishing high school, and the school expelled the student. The reason why this student was expelled was because he sold contraband, and the classmate, the family gave him a lot of living expenses, but he made noodles every day. He made noodles every day, and the money he saved was to buy contraband, just like people in the past who bought big cigarettes, falling into the whirlpool of addictive contraband. Later, he became worse and worse and more jaw-dropping.

Although Xu Guo is not very old, there are many people who can see it, and he knows a lot of stories. On the train, Xu Guo told Lin Tao a story, and Lin Tao was fascinated by it. Lin Tao is a teacher, Xu Guo is not a teacher, and now Lin Tao listens to Xu Guo's story, as if Lin Tao is not a teacher, Xu Guo is a teacher, as if, Xu Guo is a teacher, Lin Tao is a student.

It's night. This afternoon, Xu Guo was still in Qianyu Village. At home in the village of light rain, there are a lot of flies, and when you sit on a chair, the flies fly around and make trouble. Xu Guo got angry, so he stood up and looked for a fly swatter. Find two fly swatters. Xu Guo began to swatt the flies with the flies, and the flies seemed to rest the brain, and when he was tired from reading, he could beat the flies. There is a kind of joy in hunting flies, just like hunting in the forest, some flies do not know the current affairs, and they are still flying wildly, landing on a flat surface, Xu Guo flies swatting hard, and the flies are swatted to death. Xu Guo hit the flies and played happy.

On the train, Xu Guo was still reminiscing about the joy of fighting flies. Lin Tao looked at Xu Guo, looking at Xu Guo's happy expression, he didn't know why Xu Guo was so happy. Lin Tao asked Xu Guo, why are you so happy? Xu Guo said, I won't tell you.

The advancing train went into the cave, and the inside of the train suddenly went dark, and after it got dark, Xu Guo could only hear Lin Moss's voice, but couldn't understand Lin Moss's appearance. Lin Moss speaks in the dark regardless of whether there is light or not, and the presence or absence of light does not affect conversation.

When I came to the Lost City, it was a rainy day again, and the rain was not heavy and lingering. The Lost City is in the rain, quietly, the Lost City in the rain is a poetic city. The Lost City, without the hustle and bustle of many other cities, congratulates each other on good luck during the Chinese New Year, in fact, the Lost City is an auspicious city. It always seems to have the radiance of holiness and always auspicious.

It was raining again, heavier than in the early morning, and the rain was falling, and the world was wet. Xu Guo came to this lost city again, Lin Moss also came to this city, Xu Guo saw the rainy Lost City, and Lin Moss also saw the rainy Lost City. None of them speak, it's good not to speak, and to talk disturbs the sound of the rain.

Lu Cun came to pick up the wind for Xu Guo, and Xu Guo asked not to make too much pomp. Xu Guo and Lin Tao went to a Japanese restaurant with Lu Village, where they sat down and talked about the past.

Xu Guo was in Qianyu Village during this time, and he didn't have much to do every day, he ate in the morning, lay down in bed for a while, ate at noon, lay down on the bed for a while, ate at night, lay down on the bed for a while, and when it was late, he lay in bed until dawn. That's it, in the village of shallow rain, he always has to lie in bed for a while.

During this time, Xu Guo did not touch tobacco, he had smoked before, but this period of time he became very promising, he didn't smoke a cigarette, he didn't touch a cigarette. Xu Guo's ability to do this has to do with his recent transformation, he has become much clearer from being a bastard, and he no longer smokes.

Lin Tao returned to the school to teach, and Xu Guo rented a house near the school where Lin Tao taught and lived there temporarily. In this way, he can see Lin Tao from time to time.

The rain is still falling.

Xu Guo saw that on the clothesline outside the window, there was a string of bright water droplets. Lin Mo went to teach and hasn't come back yet.

The school where Lin Tao teaches is an elementary school, and this elementary school is different from other elementary schools. In this elementary school, there are many lectures every day, some people talk about happiness, some people talk about life, some people talk about ideals, some people talk about war, some people talk about human beings, and some people talk about sex. When they gave lectures, some people listened, and Xu Guo had nothing else to do, so he also went to listen to a lecture, and that lecture was a man talking, talking about the country, and talking about the problems of the country. His thinking is relatively noble, he stands at the height of the country, he is worried about the country's economic development, he is worried about the country's cultural development, and as an ordinary speaker, he is worried about the people of all nationalities in the country. Of course, Xu Guo was infected by his worries, and his heart was also clouded with a cloud of sorrow.

In the Lost City, Xu Guo wrote again, writing about his mood, and his mood was as wet as rain. Day by day, Xu Guo's mood is not necessarily good, like the weather, it is not necessarily sunny. In fact, there is nothing wrong, he is not terminally ill, and he has not encountered strong winds and waves, but he is in a bad mood.

Xu Guo ate spicy chicken at noon, ate big steamed buns, drank boiled water, and after eating so indiscriminately, he sat in front of the computer in a daze.

This afternoon, there was a lecture at Lin Moss's school, and Xu Guo wanted to listen to it, but he didn't know if he wanted a ticket. Some fields, entering once, are precious. Xu Guo didn't know if he wanted to see the lecture he wanted to see, whether he wanted a ticket or not.

The rain was falling outside the house, and it was always falling throughout the day. The rain is under the Lost City, and the Lost City is smoky and rainy.