Although Dongfang Yu had been brewing emotions for a long time just now, he still felt that he was far from returning to the normal state that he should have, as if the parts of his body were scattered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he cheered up, went downstairs and stood outside the door, at a loss. As far as the eye can see, the crooked neck of the two rows of cedars in front of the door is particularly conspicuous, although the neck is out of shape and stabs towards one side sharply, this cedar is still lush and vigorous. Dongfang Yu stared at the crooked-necked tree and couldn't help but think of Chen Chun's head. This was cultivated by Chen Chun when he took office and ordered Dalin to cultivate. In addition to the cedars, there is also a lawn, and around the lawn is a flat wall of holly trees, which has completely renovated the outside of the door. In his words, although the house is old, it cannot be without a brand new façade. This phrase heralds a fresh beginning. At that time, Dongfang Yu was standing on the side, although he did not speak, but the scene at that time is still fresh in my memory, and the team members present nodded one by one, saying yes.

Of course, there was no crooked neck cedar originally, and the two rows of blue and one color were generally neat in size. I remember that after the huge snowstorm last year, it somehow ended up like this. At that time, the heavy snow closed the door, there were white flowers in front of him, Dongfang Yu climbed high and looked into the distance, but saw, the mountain dancing silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, is a beautiful scene, everyone took care of themselves to appreciate this beauty, no one cared about the snow under the lump of things. The snow had been piling up on the cedars for half a month, and it was only when winter turned to spring that spring was in full swing that this lack was suddenly realized. To be honest, no one knows if this crooked neck is related to the heavy snow, in short, after the heavy snowfall, the neck is crooked. Dongfang Yu once got closer to see what was going on, but saw that there was indeed a bending and circling branch near the treetops, which should be related to external pressure, but he couldn't confirm that it must be caused by heavy snow. Chen Chun once sent him to contact the garden office to replace him, and he also made a special trip, and the garden office also checked it on the spot, but because he found a suitable one for a while, he has left it down so far.

At this moment, he stared at this crooked-necked cedar, and he didn't feel a churn in his heart. Sympathy, perhaps like the cedar, only reluctantly stayed because there was no suitable replacement for the time being, but there was a possibility of being replaced at any time. He walked firmly past the crooked-necked cedar tree without looking back, and at that moment, it seemed as if he wanted to brush away all the memories and fetters involving Chen Chun and welcome a new beginning. However, at the moment when he stepped past the cedar tree with a crooked neck, his steps suddenly hesitated, because he didn't know where his path was, no matter where it was, he knew that he would definitely not be able to get around Chen Chun's hurdle. He hesitated, perhaps, his fate was like this crooked neck, it was oppressed and deformed, not only could not be restored, but also had to continue to adapt.

Although he said that he was mentally prepared for today's situation, once he experienced it himself, he was still inevitably nervous. If it was Qiao Li, his experience would be completely different, thinking of the entanglement between the two of them, although there was reluctance, he was generally able to treat him calmly, but now it was Shihui, once he thought of the possibility of reluctance, it was heartbreaking. This is a reflection of his selfishness and vulnerability, or rather the weakness of human nature. Other people's wives are not wives anymore, and when it comes to his own head, this is the case, and he even looks down on himself. He really wished that he could transcend this kind of thing and rise to a higher level. However, if there is such a higher realm, then it is not actually a human being. This sounds like a curse, but human nature is like this, this is the philosophy of life.

People's ** is endless, and they are all living in **. What is it is a kind of satisfaction and pursuit of people's subjective desires, the Buddha said, ....... In Dongfang Yu's view, it is a process of cutting and choosing one's own rights and interests, and then recombining and positioning. In order to achieve this process, it is necessary to meet the pursuit of stakeholders, and have real dedication to each other, and even sacrifice, specifically he is to dedicate poetry and wisdom. Of course, there are other dedications, but for him, this is the greatest and most fundamental dedication, and only this dedication makes him hammer his chest and fidget.

He hated the latent power in himself, couldn't even figure out when and where his desire and motivation for power came from, and he was amazed at the desperate effort he could make to pursue it. He also thought about abandoning this kind of unflavored thoughts, or ambitions, but at the same time, he deeply felt that it was so difficult that he really couldn't get rid of this pursuit. If he loses this pursuit, he feels that life has lost all its meaning, and even if he has poetry, it is not meaningful.

He is obviously at the crossroads of his life again, and this kind of trade-off and cutting is tantamount to living again.

Before he knew it, he came to Shihui's residence. He instinctively stopped, whether to go upstairs or turn and walk away, he had to hesitate. At this moment, the phone rang, and he saw that it was Shihui calling, and he was thinking about whether to answer or not, but just when he hesitated, he accidentally touched the hands-free button, and Shihui's crisp and beautiful voice was immediately heard. He had to go upstairs.

"What's wrong with you," Shihui, who opened the door, was overjoyed, her face flushed, "Haggard, motion sickness!" ”

"Why, that's all." Looking at Shihui, he was in no mood to explain, feeling like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, "Humble...... hurry up and eat it while it's hot." He reached out and handed the butter cake, then put something else down in his hand.

Shihui didn't ask any more, and immediately opened the butter cake package, took a piece and threw it into her mouth.

"Well, it's delicious, crispy and delicious, you can eat it too." Shihui raised her head, stared at Dongfang Yu and said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Not much, you can eat. I don't want to eat it right now. Dongfang Yu said, got up and went to the bathroom.

He couldn't continue to face Shihui's beauty and expression, and if he continued, he would definitely cry out of control. At the moment of life decision, he really wished that he was anesthetized and unconscious.

"Oh, by the way, I went to Chen Chun's just now." Shihui reached out and took out the second butter cake, and said casually to Dongfang Yu, who came out of the bathroom.

"Why?" Dongfang Yu was taken aback, he didn't expect Shihui to take the initiative to mention this matter.

"What the hell, you're so forgetful." Shihui pestled him far away, "Didn't you show him the testimony you wrote, or you arranged it, but you forgot it." ”

Dongfang Yu was suddenly ashamed, this was indeed arranged by him before leaving. But at that moment, the emotional impulse was completely forgotten, and he sighed for a long time in the face of the cedar with a crooked neck, but he almost didn't go to a dead end.