In the night by the Jianluo River, Jianluo and Ma Xi'an were calming down the mood of the day. Through combing www.biquge.info Jian Luo's two biggest negligences today turned out to be two points that he almost completely ignored.

One is an official, and the other is the name of the Jianluo River.

When he thought of Wu Chu, he thought of the official. It's not thinking in the general sense, but using the state of mind of the leader's realm.

Wu Chu became like this in order to be promoted, and he only glanced at Wu Chu at that time, and did not go to his heart.

As he thought about it, his ability to 'know and feel' was suddenly touched, by the bicycle he hadn't even noticed.

The bicycle that was set up by Wu Chu in every way and tinkered with it did not look like a car, carrying too much of Wu Chu's extravagant hope, this unbearable weight, through the way that mortals Wuqi understood, scattered its silent hair, and was captured by Jian Luo, who was different, on the drawing board of Jian Luo's mind, it was distorted and deformed, the two wheels became square, and the frame and faucet changed, in Jian Luo's heart, the bicycle and the bicycle were a fallen "official" word! Suddenly, Jian Luo's heart lit up, and he intuitively saw this. Distorted official characters' has a different meaning.

The official word is really interesting, in addition to the high official hat, there are only two empty mouths, and a small intestine that is biased to the side!

They are tangled together, like a blanket, and the two words that it carries into a bag are packed into a large rectangular pocket out of thin air, strongly suggesting to Jian Luo the word 'square hall'. Fang Tang is ridiculous!

The exaggerated Haikou of official words, on the surface, is a bribe, and if you look closely, it is the people's fat and people's ointment, and then look at it, in fact, it is just absurd!

This is the meaning of that broken car, deciphered on Jian Luoxin's version!

Seeing this, Jian Luo sighed deeply. For many generations of the Jian family, they don't want to be officials or seek officials, and their pursuits outside the official path have been exhausted, and they have been able to inject their lives into a very rich way. However, he didn't even look at it this morning, and he became attached to the official!

2★.

As if he was doomed, if he couldn't hide, he couldn't hide, he was just careless, and he still had an affair with the official!

is too erudite, and on the basis of incomparably rich knowledge, it will naturally derive unreasonable mysteries. When learning reaches a high and profound realm, you have to be affected by this kind of mystery, and if the neural conditions are not superior enough, there will be problems.

Those who really understand know that it is mysterious, and those who don't understand think it is a ghost!

Therefore, the academic world is not crazy and crazy, some are crazy and some are confused, and there is no reason behind a universal phenomenon.

Jian Luo is a master of mathematics, and he has already reached the great realm of knowing and feeling. After leaving the school, he was determined to figure out his hometown first, and then it was not too late to go out of this world. His perception is actually the same as cultivating the spotted bamboo, which grows in the cooked soil first, and then expands the nutrient boundary when the root system is huge.

With limited scientific resources in his hometown, this small river has become the focus of his research on hydrology. He was very familiar with it. I blurted out the name today, I didn't pay attention to it at the time, and in retrospect, he had a feeling of expressing his chest and being extremely happy when he named it.

Thinking about it carefully, it was a feeling of holding back for a long time and vomiting quickly. After naming, even the block in his heart was much more comfortable.

He grasped this feeling and pursued it, and from the depths of his heart, he got an important revelation: Jian Luohe, is it the Luohe of the Jian family!

The ancient Heluo is the earliest origin of the ancient civilization! In this heaven and earth, the brilliance of all civilizations comes from there.

Suddenly, I remembered that I had a bite to make up my mind, and the name came from nowhere, as if it was destined in the dark.

He felt in his heart, Jian Luohe, for Jian Luo, is not a name that can be skipped lightly.

He used the brush of his soul to paint the Jianluo River on his heart plate, and also heavily dropped the three big characters of "Jianluo River", from this moment on, there was a Jianluo River flowing in his heart.

3★.

The official character is unintentional, but this Jian Luohe is consciously engraved in his heart. Both, both are important, but there are differences.

Jian Luoyin's talent for teaching has been shown since elementary school, but anyone who is at the same table with him can get a big improvement in his grades, he is not asking his classmates to copy himself, but helping his classmates improve their learning ability, his teaching ability just hasn't been paid attention to by teachers, in fact, in his student days, it is constantly growing.

After two airborne downgrades, after being in the same class as Jian Luo, Wu Chu was blessed. His seat was next to Jian Luo, and with Jian Luo's patient help, Wu Chu's grades slowly rose, and he was admitted to junior high school with a medium score or above, and later he was also admitted to high school under the restriction of less than 10% of the promotion rate at that time, which laid a good foundation for him to enlist in the army and seek employment.

On this day of the Half Moon Festival, for business trips, the same road, after meeting Jian Luo, they went in different directions.

When Wu Chu, Yan Shun and others arrived at the village headquarters of Jianluo Village, it was recess time, and the loudspeaker of Jianluo Primary School was playing the sixth set of radio broadcasts.

The primary school is only 200 meters away from the village department, and the members of the village committee and the cadres of various societies convened by Yan Shun have not yet arrived, so Wu Chu wants to take advantage of this gap to see Fang Yu.

When he entered the elementary school, all the teachers who knew him greeted him and accompanied him carefully. In the countryside at that time, officials had official authority, although Wu Chu was not in charge of education, but those teachers and students were still afraid of him, and some people asked if they should stop between classes and listen to his lectures?

He waved his hand and refused, saying he was just looking. The teachers are even more afraid, and if they see a problem, they will inevitably be troublesome.

With those teachers taking the initiative to accompany him, Wu Chu climbed the highest step and quietly watched the students on the elementary school field.

It is worthy of being the hometown of the Jian family, with its own literary spirit and a very clever talent. At first glance, this primary school is well educated, the primary school students are doing quite seriously, and Fang Yu, the principal of the primary school, is doing a good job. Wu Chu nodded secretly.

4★.

A week ago, when Wu Chu came to Jianluo Village for research, he specially went to visit Fang Yu.

Fang Yu is his high school classmate and comrade-in-arms in the army. Fang Yu is in Jianluo Sixth Society, three miles away from the village committee. Three tiled houses are built on the mountain, in front of the house is a three-story terraced field, the rice is heading, and the green seedlings are straightening their waists.

When Wu Chu went, he saw that the door of his house was wide open, so he walked in silently. On the facing wall, instead of offering incense like an ordinary farmhouse, a large handwritten character and a calligraphy occupy the entire wall.

But I saw that the one on the left side of the glyph was dripping with thick ink, extremely thick, extremely large, and extremely fat, like a giant pillar with a huge tail and collapsing downward. The giant pillar with its tail was half down, its chest crushing against it.

And that one is very, very delicate, as thin as a bamboo toothpick, and the ink color is very light, very light, only the shallow ink mist is swirling there, just like someone who went not long after, and left a wisp of back in the rhyme there.

It is such a thin bamboo stick, one end is strong against that hand, and the other end seems to have been inserted into the stone slab ground in the lower right corner, and it still can't bear the weight of Mount Tai, it bends over and arches its back, just like an old farmer who is so thin that there is only a handful of tendons left, and it has been bent into a bow, just like it is about to break, but there is still a trace of attachment, so it is not immediately broken.

On one side of a collapsing mountain wall, a toothpick that is about to break. A glyph, a simple two strokes, the contrast between strength and weakness is exaggerated to the extreme, and the scattered hair has a strong impact, even with Wu Chu's calmness, he is about to tremble when he sees it.

The sky is falling apart! In this Shuqi world, you can't see the sky, it's already collapsed! You can't see the earth, the earth is already cracking! Only people are in the middle, they are oppressing themselves, that's self-weight overpowering self-light, people, no longer adults!

As if to match the shock brought to Wu Chu by this character, the stone slab that broke out of the boundary has also been torn apart!

It's only been a long time, and this Fang Yu's heart is so intense! Wu Chu's eyebrows twitched, his face changed, and it became more and more difficult to understand his old friend.

5★.

Just as he was about to shout, at this moment, he felt Fang Yu come out of the study next door.

Wu Chu looked at him and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Old squad leader, you still insist on being the youngest official and vowing to become the biggest scholar?"

Small, big, Fang Yu has always been very extreme: "Without Banqi, I only have this one dream in my life, my heart is still there, the dream is there, and this persistence has never changed." I'm destined to live with this dream for the rest of my life. ”

Wu Chu said sharply: "You can't enclose the whole wall with a capital letter, it seems that you are satirizing the burden of the peasants is too heavy, right?" It turned out that Director Ying was shocked by this, and sure enough, in the eyes of a thousand people, there were a thousand Hamlets.

"Don't don't, don't! Director Wu, you must not interpret it like this, you say this, an official sentence, it is a hat that is bigger than this one, how can little Fang Yu afford to wear it! You are misunderstood, you really misunderstood, you also know, I want to engage in art, where is the courage to insinuate to you!" This is a big question of right and wrong, and he doesn't dare to take it as a joke, Fang Yu was really frightened by him, and hurriedly defended. He hurriedly handed over the best cigarette and lit it for him with his own hands.

"Then do you have any other interpretations of your character?"

"Alas, the big director, you really think too much, when I wrote this word, I just thought that I wanted to become a scholar of the family, which was as heavy as this one, and my ability was only as weak as this one - I thought so, and wrote it like this, the original intention was so simple, there was no other meaning, big director, you must not give me the platform, I can't stand it. I usually close the door, and I haven't taken it out to sell it for money, I'm just entertaining myself, I haven't taken it out to poison anyone, Director Ying, the wine king, you just let me go!"

"Is it really that simple? There are thousands of ways to understand people in your mind, don't I know yet?"

"If you say that again, I can only clean up, lock the door, take the cover and turn myself in. ”