"Haha, on the way home, did I meet my bosom friend?" The old man has a wide forehead and thin eyes, a wisp of longevity eyebrows on the front of his eyebrows, a tuft of goatee at his chin, black and white variegated, he looks happy at this time, and pinched his beard.

"I really don't understand, I just like to read, I read a lot, I read miscellaneous, and I have no culture." Shen Dapeng smiled in a low-key manner, and what he said was the truth.

"Uncle, don't listen to his modesty, he is a student of Mizuki University, and he is the national champion in liberal arts, if he is uneducated, then how can other students live!!"

Shen Dapeng is low-key, but Wang Xueying likes to be troublesome, and told the uncle Shen Dapeng's identity, and then shook his head with a smug smile, looking like he was underbeaten.

"Oh? Students of Mizuki University, then we still have some fate, I am very close to you, and my wife and I are both teachers at Yenching University! ”

"Hello two gentlemen!" Shen Dapeng immediately bowed and saluted, he knew how to respect the old tradition, and respected the knowledgeable people more, especially when he saw the old couple with gray hair and a quiet and peaceful bookish atmosphere, he felt even more respectful.

"You're welcome, that's too polite! I am a professor in the Department of Buddhism and Philosophy of Yenching University, Qian Huaili, everyone likes to call me Qian Lao, although the surname is a little material, fortunately, there is a word in the name! This is my wife, Yang Yun, a professor in the Department of Chinese at Yenching University. ”

"Good old money, good Mr. Yang! My name is Shen Dapeng and I am a freshman in the School of Environment, Mizuki University! Shen Dapeng bowed slightly politely, and Mr. Yang also smiled.

"Call me sir? Sit down, sit down and talk! ”

The two old men were kind, and Shen Dapeng was not stuck in the complicated and unintentional etiquette, and sat next to Qian Lao.

"Shen Dapeng, make a big show, Kunpeng travel, good name, you are the national champion in liberal arts? Liberal arts, why don't you choose Yenching University? Qian Lao neatly placed an antique sandalwood bookmark and closed the book gently, this delicate gesture can be seen that he is a person who respects books and culture.

"Because...... A promise!! Shen Dapeng hesitated for a moment and responded with a wry smile.

"Promise?" Qian Lao's age, not to mention the vicissitudes of life, is definitely reading countless people, hearing the word promise, slowly looked up at Wang Xueying on the top bunk.

"Don't look at me like that, his blind promise has nothing to do with me!" Wang Xueying didn't want to be a backbiter, complained like a complaint, and glanced at Shen Dapeng quietly.

"Quirky girl, very similar to my granddaughter!"

Qian Lao frowned kindly, withdrew his kind gaze and looked at Shen Dapeng, "You learned it in Shuimu...... Faculty of Environment? I don't think I've heard of it! ”

"It's only been a few years since the hospital was built! Now that the natural environment is getting worse and worse, and many man-made natural disasters are frequent, I wonder if I can learn some knowledge and culture, and make some changes through my own modest efforts! ”

"Alas! The current environment should be changed! When we were young, the water was clear, the mountains were green, the sky was blue, and the clouds were white...... I'm afraid that in a few decades, people won't know what it means to have beautiful mountains and rivers, lakes and mountains! ”

"Indeed, I think the same as you, I just don't want the future to be so unbearable!"

"So unbearable? How unbearable? Isn't it that you've seen the world decades later? ”

"No, no, how could I have seen it!"

Qian Lao was just a joke, but Shen Dapeng felt inexplicably nervous, and couldn't help but sigh, he was worthy of teaching philosophy, and he spoke with a questioning voice, fortunately he didn't lie, he really didn't see the world decades later, he only saw the bad situation more than ten years later.

"Dapeng, you have chosen the right major! Nowadays, the country has begun to pay attention to environmental issues, and it can be seen from the establishment of colleges and departments related to the environment in some universities across the country that this big issue is being discussed from top to bottom, and the future is promising, and there will be a good future! ”

"Old Qian, don't be deceived by Shen Dapeng, do you think he is for the global environment? He's not as high as you think, he wants to open a company and make a lot of money, and he's just a philistine! ”

Wang Xueying did not let go of any opportunity to defeat Shen Dapeng, even in front of an unfamiliar outsider, she would not leave him any mercy, and even more vicious.

"Not like! No! Dapeng doesn't have the wolf ambition in the bones of a businessman in his eyes! He was a kind man. ”

"Old Qian, you have too high an opinion of me, I can't stand it!" Everyone is willing to listen to good words and flattering words, and the sum of Shen Dapeng and his two lives can only reach the age of 'knowing the destiny of heaven', how can he be out of the ordinary?

"Life is like the day of the West Mountain, and wealth is like frost on the grass! Mr. Li Shutong made poems when he was about ten years old, you should have read them, right? Qian Lao asked, while writing this poem in the preface of his "Uncle Li's Biography", and handed it to Shen Dapeng to see, his eyes flashing with a different kind of light.

"This ...... I have read this poem, but I really don't know that it was a poem made by Mr. Li Shutong at the age of ten, and his understanding of life is so thorough, no wonder he later became one of the four great monks of the Republic of China! ”

Shen Dapeng sighed in his heart, but suddenly remembered a sentence in his mind, 'Gods and horses are all floating clouds', can you understand Mr. Li Shutong's poem so well? But he definitely won't say what he thinks of, if Qian Lao hears it, he can't think that he doesn't respect his teacher?

"Dapeng, the Buddha has clouds, no color, no phase, no anger and no madness! I give you this poem of Mr. Li Shutong, and this book of "Uncle Li's Biography" is also given to you, hoping that young people can be less greedy and naïve, and more truth, kindness and beauty! ”

"Thank you, Mr. Qian!" Shen Dapeng took the book given by Qian Lao, looked at the line of poems flowing on it, and muttered in his mouth, colorless, colorless, no anger, no madness, but I don't know if I can do it, at least, people who are obsessed with it in their hearts can't easily forget it!

On the long journey, except for chatting with Qian Lao Neng, there was nothing interesting, eating snacks and dozing off along the way, occasionally walking around in a panic, looking out the window and running to the front of his homeland, and then continuing to go back to sleep.

Before dawn in the early morning, Mr. Qian and his wife got out of the car in L Province, thanked Shen Dapeng and Wang Xueying, and left a bunch of twist flowers and preserved fruits from Tianjin to express their gratitude.

Shen Dapeng held the "Uncle Li's Biography" sent by Qian Lao, and looked at the above sentence "Life is like the day of the West Mountain, and wealth is like frost on the grass", and he actually lost sleep.

In a lifetime, decades in a hurry, can 'Shenma' really be regarded as 'floating clouds'?

As the train goes all the way north, the temperature inside the car drops significantly, the snow on both sides of the train is getting thicker and thicker, and there are more and more fields.