Yes, I'm really not the same self I used to be, and the former self doesn't know what to pursue at all, even if I like someone, I take out my whole heart and love stupidly.

And now I am much more cheerful than before, I can talk more, and I know how to deal with the relationship between men and women.

I think a large part of the credit for all of this lies with Qian Annie, and I grew up slowly in my relationship with her.

It is said that once a man falls in love, he will mature a few years in advance. Now that I think about it, this sentence is quite true. I couldn't help but glance at Qian Annie and thank her in my heart.

"Auntie, you are so amazing, he was stupid when he said what was on his mind." Qian Annie saw that my mother was helping him, and I was stupid there, and she couldn't help but laugh sneeringly.

"How is that possible? I just didn't expect my mother to be so ruthless and willing to attack my son. ”

"Go back to your room, I'm going to talk to Niko."

"Mom, what are you talking about? Shall I participate in it too? ”

"Go to bed, what are you a man involved in women's affairs?" Qian Annie didn't say anything against my joining, but my mother spoke up first, not wanting me to get involved, I don't know what they have to say?

"Mom, what you said is not right, tell me what you have to do, I can help you."

"Go, go back to your room and rest."

"Mom, you have a daughter-in-law and forgot your son, so partial." I looked very aggrieved.

"I'm biased, how's it going?" These words couldn't help but make me stunned again, the tone of this speech is really too similar to the rich Anne.

Alas, now that they are wearing the same pair of pants, I'd better flash it with interest.

I reluctantly left. When I opened the door of the room, I saw Qian Annie winking at me and sticking out her tongue mischievously, so proud. I wanted to fly over and bite her tongue and savor it.

No money Anne accompanies the evening. It's really lonely. I had to watch TV until I was too sleepy to stay.

The next day, we took the car back to the city and instead of going back to where we were staying, we went straight to the North Peak.

The West Bus Station is very close to the North Peak, and we can get there after we get off the bus and walk a little way. This is where Mother and Qian Annie agreed last night, two votes to one, and I have no right to object.

Although climbing the North Peak would make me feel very tired. But they both want to go, how can I not give up my life to accompany them? I couldn't help but sigh softly in my heart: This flower messenger is really not easy to be.

When I got to the bottom of the mountain, I remembered that there was no cable car to go up this way. They can only walk, and they can't be tired of the two of them? Unexpectedly, her mother and Qian Annie insisted on walking on their own feet.

Looking at the bags in their hands, I smiled wryly, miserable, I have to be a bag bearer again this time.

Thankfully, we talked and laughed along the way. Look at the scenery along the road and make a joke. I didn't feel very tired, but it took us more than an hour.

When Mother and Qian Annie saw the gazebo on the top, they both cried out excitedly like children.

Finally, they didn't have to be so tired, and success was imminent, but they sat on the side of the road and rested. I gritted my teeth and still insisted on reaching the top of the mountain, I didn't want to let myself rest halfway. That makes me feel more tired.

Standing in the pavilion on the top, overlooking everything in Hangzhou, it is really prosperous and charming. Looking at my mother and Qian Annie, who were sitting not far away, my thoughts couldn't help but fly.

This mountain climbing is really like life, and many people can continue to grit their teeth and persist when they don't see the goal. But once success is in sight. If you slack off, you can't consistently maintain your passion until the end, which is prone to falling short.

If you put this into sales, those who make orders are even more dangerous, and I have heard some masters in the group share that the money has not been paid, and it cannot be regarded as a success at all.

Because there are too many things that have been overturned by the opponent's master at the last moment, it can't help but feel sad. Therefore, the one who perseveres in everything and laughs to the end is the real success.

After resting for more than ten minutes, my mother and Qian Annie climbed to the top again, and we went in to worship the Buddha.

My mother and Anne Qian both knelt on the futon and recited the words for a few minutes, but I was not as devout as the two of them, but silently recited in my heart blessings such as blessing each other's health.

When the Buddha came out, I asked my mother what she had begged for, and she smiled and didn't say anything, just put her hands around her chest.

As soon as Qian Annie saw her mother's movements, her face turned red to her neck, but I didn't understand, so my mother asked me to ask Qian Annie.

As soon as I was about to speak, Anne cried out shyly, "Auntie, you are so bad, even you bully me, I don't follow." As he spoke, he ran away with a red face.

Looking at Qian Annie's shyness, and then thinking about her mother's movements, at this time, a crisp Buddha bell rang, my whole body was shocked, and I suddenly realized in my heart and understood what my mother meant.

Mother, no wonder Anne Qian would say that you are bad, you are indeed bad.

After worshipping the Buddha, the three of us came to the backyard of the Buddhist house, which can be described as a scattered courtyard. What I didn't think of was that there were different Buddhas in each house here, but the difference was that the Buddhas in these houses were not as tall and brave as the front yard, but they had a unique majesty.

The most important thing is that every house here has a monk on duty, these monks look more elegant than the monks in the front yard, and they really look like monks.

I can't help but think in my heart: there is really a Buddha aura that makes people feel comfortable here, and there is a place where there is a cave, it is really different.

My mother and Qian Anne and I met the Buddha and worshiped the Buddha all the way, and when we got to the last house, we saw a very young monk unsigning the sign for several devout Buddha worshippers.

I don't seem to understand it, but when I look at those few worshippers, I am convinced. My mother and Anne Qian were curious to listen, but I bowed to the Buddha in this house in boredom, and then turned around and prepared to leave.

I have always learned from Jigong, wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in my heart. Worshipping the Buddha is just a formality, and there is no need to be too obsessed with the form.

Looking at so many people who worship the Buddha today, how many people can really put the Buddha in their hearts? How many people can really understand the teachings of Buddhism? How many people can really spread the good karma of the Buddha?

Unexpectedly, the young monk stopped me and said that I was very Buddha-like, and hoped that I could draw a lot, and he was willing to unsign for me.

I smiled in my heart, but my face was impassive, shaking my head and refusing, I really didn't want to join in the fun. (To be continued.) )