Chapter 64 Revisiting Yinzhou Park
20190903 Re-walk Yinzhou Park on Tuesday
The second sister went to see a few more houses today, and finally everyone thought that one was good, but it was better to wait until the end of the year to talk about it.
After work, I went to Yinzhou Park alone, passed through Water Street, and saw a shop in Ayin, which smelled very good, and planned to bring everyone to dinner on Saturday.
When I arrived at Yinzhou Park and saw the water on the lake overflowing the stone steps, I recorded a small video for Dongqun and the Little Prince. Continuing to walk forward, I found that the Jiuqu Bridge was flooded. I wanted to go back on this path, but it seems that it will not be possible in the short term.
The little prince is back, I'll test him, where am I.
He said, Yintai
I said, don't you read the above? You dare to memorize poetry at your level of language
He said, isn't Yinzhou Park flooded, why are you going there?
I said, I am not in Yinzhou Park, how do I know that Yinzhou Park is flooded?
He said that the brain did not turn around
I said, go and see a little more boy Bao Qingtian
He's in a circle. Say, my head is full of songs
I said, did Zhang Tao sing?
He said he was going to sing two songs now. Performed.
I said, I bought a beautiful mosquito net today
He said, "Isn't it useless?"
I said, I bought a new one. That one went back, and you'll know when you put it on, it's very good-looking.
He went to pick up the delivery and I continued to walk around the park.
I said, you're eight or nine from the teenth place. Anyway, you just have an amazing leap speed. I walk slowly, but I fight the long game. When I was a child, there was a text called Mountain Picker, remember?
He said, not remembering. But the farmer chops wood, I know.
I said, tourists, walk very fast, the mountain picker walked slowly step by step, and finally the mountain picker reached the top of the mountain first. What is the story of chopping wood? A farmer got a gold axe, a silver axe? That's not a story at all, it's just a saying. The story should be an iron pestle sharpened into a needle to express perseverance.
He showed me his grip ball and then went to teach the song. I walked alone for more than 3 hours, and on the way, I took pictures of the steps that tripped me, the wooden chair that I sat on with us, the rockery that held hands, and updated the commemorative book. Slowly. Finally in second place, I was tired of walking, and I moved home, and I just stepped into the house.
The little prince said, I won't call you, you don't know you're back?
I said, I just came back and my feet are so sore.
He continued to lecture me, a man who had no family. Then he talked about his songs, group songs.
I said that I was going to be carried away by mosquitoes at night, and I should go get a botox and poison the mosquito that bit me.
He laughed and said that there was a man who thought the same thing, and if he wanted to get the mosquito drunk, he would drink. So that there is alcohol in the blood. The next day, I really found that two mosquitoes were dead, and they were struggling to die.
I laughed and said I was going to take a shower.
After taking a shower, I started to lay mosquito nets on the video, but the poles were broken, and the laying was not good. He suggested turning on the air conditioner. I turned off the lights and went to bed, and it was very comfortable.
I said, I think my bed is better than the cold jade bed of the little dragon girl, I lie here, and I can cure any disease. Now my legs are not sore
And he laughed. I squinted and lay down for a while, and the group also said that we were sleepy, so we went to bed early.
Good morning and good night