From the Ming Tomb to the Meilin Palace, the cultural scenery along the way is beautiful, and the solemn historical vicissitudes are spread all the way, which adds knowledge and knowledge while broadening the perspective, which is of great significance.

Meilin Palace is an exquisite villa, from the beginning of the door, there is a tour guide to explain her story, Zhao Qian mixed in the back of the team to listen attentively, and said to Wang Mo with starlight in her eyes: "Wow! I feel so happy with her! ”

"Where? A lot of it is just a political need! Wang Mo made an objective evaluation.

"Really?" Zhao Qian didn't know much about history, and she didn't want to question the story she heard in front of her. "At least, the construction of this place is real! Look at the plane trees all over the city, how many women in history can have such an honor? ”

"If you say so! That's a kind of happiness. ”

Wang Mo was powerless to refute, but if he thought about it carefully, wasn't this kind of happiness still built in a special environment. Stripped of those gorgeous shells, how much is there to praise the world? Whether it's love or anything else, her delicacy and happiness have become the dust of history, and what we should do is respect and admiration......

As he spoke, he came to the second floor where he was worshiping, and the frescoes of the tables and chairs seemed to have never been moved for decades, and a large cross was attached to the wall.

At this time, an old woman suddenly approached them and asked, "Can you take a picture for us?" ”

Without waiting for Wang Mo to answer, Zhao Qian jumped up and stomped her feet and said, "I'll come, I'll shoot you." ”

Zhao Qian, who returned to blood, was even more lively, shining everywhere like an elf.

After taking the photo and returning the phone, the old woman drew a cross on her chest and expressed her gratitude: "The Lord will bless you, and you will live happily......"

The old man may have been a veteran Christian, who prayed a lot, and even spoke with a holy voice.

Looking at their distant backs, Zhao Qian suddenly grabbed Wang Mo's arm and said, "Did you hear that?" We were mistaken for a couple again. ”

Wearing the same paragraph, no one believes it if it is not a couple!

Wang Mo was shy, scratched his neck and said: "Fortunately, there is only one set of couples' outfits, and when I go to Yangzhou tomorrow, there should be no more such situations." ”

In fact, Wang Mo enjoyed this kind of misunderstood gaze, his heart was warm and itchy, like lying naked in the wheat field to soak in the sun, the hot sun beating on the skin, and the edge of the wheat shoots on the belly......

"Or ...... Let's take a group photo too? Wang Mo proposed again, suddenly thinking of the blurry photo before, and always felt regretful.

Zhao Qian rolled her eyes and thought about it, and said to Wang Mo: "Aren't you going to Yinyuetai and Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum?" We can stand in front of 'fraternity' and take a picture. ”

"Okay!"

In fact, there are endless scenery along the way, and there are many, many opportunities to take pictures, such as tomorrow's Yangzhou Slender West Lake, the day after tomorrow's Xuanwu Gate, the day after tomorrow's Jiangning Love Tunnel, and the day after tomorrow's Qixia Mountain Maple Leaf Valley, .......

But I don't know why, seeing every scenery, Wang Mo wants to stand with her and take a group photo, as if the beautiful scenery in front of him is very unreal, so beautiful that he wants to do whatever it takes to keep it, pity it, and hide it privately......

You don't need to buy a ticket to go to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, make an appointment online, and you can enter with the QR code.

Walking all the way down from the observatory, both of them were already very tired, and they were even more hungry when they saw that they were approaching noon.

There is a KFC restaurant opposite Merrill Lynch, and I wanted to go for a fast food, but when I got closer, I found that it was overcrowded, which made people sigh.

Zhao Qian drank the last bit of water in the cup, still feeling thirsty, and asked Wang Mo, "Do you still have water?" ”

"Oh, a little!"

It was a small sip of pure water left by Wang Mo, and Zhao Qian took it and unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank it all, without any shying away or disgusting.

I don't know why, just this meaningless act can make Wang Mo feel a kind of sweetness. It seems that she really grabbed the girl's hand, and she has no distinction between each other and tied her heart together.

Maybe this feeling is very unreal and credible, looking at Zhao Qian who is tiptoeing in front of the glass curtain wall of KFC with an empty bottle, Wang Mo will be at a loss, not knowing what to do for her, and not knowing what to give her! It seems that the body is very weak, and there is a sense of powerlessness like a mayfly shaking a tree!

After thinking about it, Wang Mo suddenly pointed behind him and said to Zhao Qian: "There is a place to eat when we go back, otherwise we will go to eat first?" ”

Looking back, Zhao Qian shook her head: "Forget it!" It's too far to run back and forth, and there are snacks in the bag, so let's pad it first. ”

"There are several more places ahead!" Wang Mo reminded her.

"Actually, I'm tired of walking, and I don't necessarily have to eat!" Zhao Qian spread her hands and signaled Wang Mo not to just talk, but to talk while walking.

Meilin Palace is still some distance away from Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, and both of them are lazy and unwilling to wait for the free bus, so they take a taxi extravagantly.

Feed the pigeons at Yinyuetai, look at the empty Yuetai and sit idle for a while, then get up and go to worship the mausoleum of the father of the nation.

Wang Mo specially made relevant strategies, introduced what he could see to Zhao Qian along the way, and became a tour guide.

But as he spoke, he became more and more exhausted, and he simply didn't say anything in the back, and each of them trudged their knees.

Finally, the two of them lost their strength, stopped in front of the gatehouse of 'The World is for the Public', looked up, and looked intimidated.

"Wang Mo, go up by yourself, I can't climb!" Zhao Qian leaned against the wall and gasped, wiped a handful of fragrant sweat from her cheeks, and throated her throat.

"Seeing that a great cause is about to be accomplished, how can we give up the revolutionary cause at this time! Let's grit our teeth and persevere! Wang Mo encouraged her.

But obviously it didn't work, Zhao Qian looked at the guardrail for a long time, and shook her head: "Wang Mo, go up by yourself, take pictures on it and come back to show me, I really can't climb!" ”

Hearing this, a handsome young man beside him glanced at them and said, "You can't take pictures in the Sun Yat-sen Cemetery!" ”

"Then I won't look at it! If you don't look at it, the father of the nation will still be in his heart......"

Listening to Zhao Qian's righteous words, the two handsome guys couldn't help laughing. But Wang Mo was afraid that Zhao Qian would have regrets, so he insisted on taking her up to have a look.

"Princess, or ...... I'll carry you up? ”

Zhao Qian stared at Wang Mo and giggled: "You can't carry it!" ”

For a few moments, Wang Mo seemed to see himself holding Zhao Qian by the waist, and rushed forward with a howl in the surprised and envious eyes around him.

However, Wang Mo never had the courage to brew, his heart was hurried for a few seconds for no reason, and the passion for trying finally faded into his hesitation.

In the end, Wang Mo didn't do anything, just lying on the railing with Zhao Qian and staring ahead, like, a distance that two people are destined to be unable to reach, it is high, hard, and untouchable......

Some regrets are ultimately shared by two people.

It wasn't until the sweat in his clothes condensed into cold water and cold skin that Zhao Qian pushed Wang Mo and asked, "Are you really not going?" Then let's go home! I was hungry and tired. ”

'Go home', the word made Wang Mo's heart tremble slightly where he couldn't see.

Maybe you don't need to be so sensitive, it's just a mismatched meaning, why bother to deliberately reverie?

In other words, in the depths of Wang Mo's imperceptible heart, he still longs for such a place, he is not called a homestay, not a house, just such a word.

"Huh!? I'm going back! Don't you go to Linggu Temple? Wang Mo reminded her that there was another attraction. picked up the mobile phone and shook it in front of Zhao Qian: "The tickets have been bought, isn't it a bit of a waste!" ”

Zhao Qian's face was full of sorrow, looked at Wang Mo in front of her, pursed her lips and said, "However, I really can't walk!" ”

"Alright then!" Wang Mo had to sigh helplessly, glanced at the travel plan he had made, and crossed out the name Linggu Temple!

Looking at today's travel plan, Wang Mo thought for a while and said, "If we don't go to Linggu Temple, let's go down the mountain first, eat something and go to St. Paul's Church." Don't you really want to go there? Just in time to check it out. ”

Chi Yin nodded, and Zhao Qian happily accepted Wang Mo's proposal.

St. Paul's Church is not far from the residence, so it is not very tiring to take a taxi, which is a good idea.

It was much easier to leave the 'world for the public' and go down, buy a rain flower stone in the business district, go to McDonald's to eat a hamburger, and fool your stomach, which hastily ended today's trip to Purple Mountain.

I took an online taxi and drove back in the direction of the city......

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