It was this scenery that became the breakwater in front of him, completely separating him from the surging passions of blind money worshippers. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Naturally, a person cannot be restrained forever, otherwise, the weight of life cannot bear...... emotion, will open her sword, cut all the nerves, and make people completely collapse.

Any life needs to be released by the window.

Tu Die decided that the window he needed to release was his eyes...... A pair of moist, amorous, melancholy and slender eyes full of vicissitudes, as well as the catharsis of passion in love that flows from the eyes.

How light life is, how heavy is the eye.

When facing a simple, lively or another wise and delicate beautiful woman, all the energy of Tu Die gathered in these two narrow spring pools, or agitated or bursting, like a volcano rushing into the sky, surging and gorgeous.

Such a dark look in Tu Die's dark eyes has become the most attractive place in his life, and it has naturally become the most lethal weapon.

How can a woman, especially a woman with no knowledge of the situation, resist it?

Of course, Tu Die has been searching, looking for the woman who can really read him and understand him.

This woman must have one constant condition, that is, to have something, or breath? Or temperament? Or Reiki? Or physiognomy?

In short, it is necessary to look like a childhood sweetheart, only in this way, Tu Die will feel a temptation, interest and passion.

After all, when he was young, he also found the so-called love, but he accidentally lost it......

Although, he knows that everything is actually balanced, and if there is this, there is no other, and if there is another, there is no this.

Yin and yang are always relative, and no one wants to have everything.

But he understands better that all he has to do is to be the biggest profiteer possible.

Moreover, it is impossible for anyone to be able to detach his body and examine and strip away his entire body and mind like his soul now, and no one will be able to truly enter the spiritual fortress of this melancholy business prince

At least that's what he believes.

The block, hidden deep in his heart.

He is unwilling, so he will often use the water of others to fill his inner depression.

So his limousine is his secluded cave, where he can be alone, lonely and silent.

After the return of Hong Kong and Macao, the vision of the twin sisters was immediately sublimated. Especially his sister Shi Jiawang, there are no boys of the same age in her eyes at all.

In the meantime, of course, there will be some self-righteous boys, who will still claim to just treat her as a classmate and a friend, floating around, making trouble, whatever, just don't involve a word of love.

Otherwise, Shi Jiawang's big eyes would scare a sturdy boy who was alive and well.

Indeed, Shi Jiawang has become extremely arrogant, and has grown into the smartest, most beautiful, most charming, and most amorous school flower in the school, and the suitor has to wait patiently for the occasional verbal favor of this "Lafayette".

The past of the sister flower, Tu Butterfly is naturally not clear. Therefore, he understands Shi Jiawang's tricky and meanness as a kind of attraction that is fermenting and growing in the girl's heart.

Now Tu Die is already a wise man, and he has to think about everything in life with his brain.

Every time he reads a book, he has to carefully ponder some of other people's opinions and draw nourishment from them.

In front of such a man, Shi Jiaying couldn't say any big reason, only listened.

And the insights in life that Tu Die said moved her so deeply. Make her so obsessed, so obsessed.

Again, Tu Die, who is good at fiddling with knowledge in front of women, thinks: "Cantonese was formed in the Jin Dynasty, and the so-called 'northerners avoid Hu more in the south, and southerners can still speak Jin', so Cantonese people 'can still speak Jin', which is not a strange thing, but it is extremely unfavorable to the popularization and promotion of Mandarin."

The Chinese language should be unified and in step with each other, so that it can be together with the outside world, and in the future, it will compete with English in the world. ”

Shi Jiaying immediately nodded yes, but Shi Jiawang objected aggressively.

She giggled like this, and mocked:

"As far as I know, Chen Feng, a famous scholar of the Qing Dynasty, believes that the Guangzhou sound is the most suitable for the Sui and Tang dynasties, and it is also the most convenient and appropriate to read ancient texts.

He also wrote a book called "Guangzhou Yinshuo", which specifically explained the reason, saying: "For more than 1,000 years, people from the Central Plains moved to Guangzhong, and today's Guangyin is the sound of the Central Plains in the Sui and Tang dynasties. ’

…… Frightened! Brother Tu, you don't even know this?

- yes, it's really unheard.

What are you talking about here? ”

She is always like this, deliberately suppressing with a native phrase from a classmate in the Central Plains.

Tu Die will be a little embarrassed, and her sister Shi Jia Ying hurriedly played a round, first refilled Tu Die with some Tieguanyin tea, and poured some lavender boiled purple water for her sister, and then said with a pleasant smile:

In fact, the "Cantonese" that people say mainly refers to the Cantonese vernacular, especially the vernacular with the Xiguan accent in Guangzhou.

You see—as long as you bite your upper and lower teeth together and your tongue is facing up, you can make that kind of sound, right? We are all Cantonese people who have clear and accurate words, and we have learned to speak authentic vernacular, so it's not bad, isn't it?!

Don't call it real! ”

Shi Jiawang doesn't eat this, recently, she has been like a defeated little rooster, and even more like a little rooster who loves to fight, immediately blushing and yelling:

"Sister-what are you doing! Brother Tu is not a real Cantonese, how does he know that the Cantonese people always insist that the vernacular is the mother tongue of the Cantonese people? Is Fulao the native language of the Chaoshan people? Is Hakka the mother tongue of the Hakka people?

In fact, dialect is nothing more than the identity of an ethnic group, a kind of cohesion of the people.

Dialects contain rich local humanistic connotations, and if a dialect disappears, it will inevitably shrink and impoverish the local culture it conveys.

As an American linguist put it: 'If a language disappears from this earth, it loses a Louvre.' ’

Therefore, from the perspective of cultural inheritance, although Mandarin should be promoted, dialects should not be allowed to die out.

You say—Brother Tu—isn't it?

As we all know, in Guangdong, a province of immigrants, all kinds of dialects are intricate, and the four towns and eight towns are different, and even the vernacular at the head of some villages will be very different.

There is hardly any local dialect that can unify the vernacular of the whole of Guangdong into a vernacular.

Even when people try to classify them linguistically, they often give the impression that the shin is short.