The clamshells at the bottom of the well are straightened by this road. Shoot. The white light under the sparkle.

The open shells seem to have pearls inside, and with the brown pebbles at the bottom, they look thin. Greasy and clean.

"I thought it was all pearls, do you think it's really good-looking." Wu Xuan was looking at the bottom with her head down, maybe it brought a lot of surprises, and a smile appeared on her expression. Tender. Tender. The side face of the face is more and more beautiful and moving at this moment.

"It's also the first time I've seen that putting this thing at the bottom of the well can also purify the water." Zhu Jia stared at the text introduction next to him.

"There is still a well in front of my hometown, and although there is running water in the house, my grandmother usually uses the water from this well to wash clothes and dishes.

I guess that's what is put at the bottom, otherwise the water would be very clear every time it hits. She said, looking at the place she had introduced.

There were some people scattered around, and those lights were still only shining on the exhibits inside. Dark and clean marble floor, shaded., cool. It makes the whole body very comfortable. Suitable.

"Wait a while and find a place to rest for a while, I'm very tired." Zhu Jia felt that the strength of the wine had not disappeared until now, making him faint. Dusk. Desire. Sleep. Target.

"Hmm. I also want to take a break. She glanced at Zhu Jia.

There are obviously a lot more people here than in the exhibition hall where the painting was just hung, and someone will appear in the dark corner in a moment.

This short video is about ancient times. The humanistic customs on both sides of the Jiangnan Canal. Shoot. On the left side of the high wall three or four meters high.

There is also a room under the high wall, which vividly displays the movements of men and women weaving. State. Appear. Field. Fig.

When I first passed by, there was a man in his twenties sitting on a large bench against the wall on the right.

She looked into the room for a moment, stepped over the twenty-centimeter-high threshold, and her vision widened.

"It's pretty lively." I don't know if it's boring, Zhu Jia took a deep breath here several times. Mouth. Air.

In front of me, nearly 20 meters long, three or four meters high, there is a huge documentary of modern Xitang life.

In the deep pit three meters long away from the walkway where Zhu Jia is standing, there is a pleasure boat, and the water inside is illuminated. Wave. Circulating, it seems that this is a wild reed. Reed. Pool.

On both sides of the promenade sat several large families with children.

The atmosphere was immediately warm.

Wu Xuan had a smile on her face.

On the bench more than ten meters in the corner of the wall facing the large corridor, many people are resting here.

"Just sit and rest for a while," she said. ”

She looked at his expression and there was obviously nothing fine. God.

Sit down and place the whole . Waist. Leaning against the wall, the whole body got thorough at this moment. Bottom. Release. Put.

He had his eyes closed, and there were small and young people on both sides of his surroundings. Woman. The voice of the elderly.

Maybe it's because I'm so tired, I always feel that my voice is a lot lower than usual, as if these are all sounds I heard in a dream.

He's a thorough. Ming's onlookers were shrouded in a layer of fascination in front of their eyes. The fog can be felt but not really touched.

I don't know how long it took.

In the dream, there is a girl who has been together for a long time and is getting farther and farther away from him, and he may never see each other again.

When he. Whole. Piece. Body. Body a do. Suck.

When I woke up, I couldn't control it. Full. Out of a tear maybe already. Moistening. Wet. out of the corners of the eyes.

It also quickly brought a hint of coldness.

He felt like he had been asleep for a long time, and the girl next to him also closed her eyes, leaning against the back, sleeping. It has to be so peaceful.

But when Zhu Jia woke up, she opened her eyes naturally.

"How did you sleep?" Zhu Jia looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"You weren't just now. Shake. After a moment, I felt the stool shake suddenly. She asked, maybe it was something unreal in a dream.

"Like." He continued to exhale a little heavier than usual. Suck, the voices of the people around me came to my ears so clearly.

The scene in front of me seems to be a little more than before. Hue. The edges of the color.

"Every time in the past two days. Sleep. I feel good for a while. Unfold. Serve. She stood up, saw several people approaching the stairs on the left side of the corridor, and said, "Let's go that way." ”

In the oval-shaped alley, there is also the shape of the ancient cornice corridor wall.

She's close to thorough. Ming glass, a close-up look inside the plough and hoe many years ago, these exhibits of the ancient working people.

I didn't expect to go around in a small circle, and after a while, I came to this life scene where the folk customs on both sides of the Jiangnan Canal were placed.

"Is this voice-activated or infrared, have you noticed it, we'll broadcast this paragraph as soon as we come."

Wu Xuan raised her head and looked at the projection in the upper right corner.

"Let's go over there and come back and have a look." Zhu Jia suggested.

As soon as he stepped on the threshold, Zhu Jia saw that he was starting from scratch again. Put. The picture of the beginning of the leap from the small bridge.

Wu Xuan said with some surprise: "It's really like this, let's sit here and watch for a while, and we're not in a hurry to leave anyway." ”

Zhu Jia nodded.

Sit. When you get off this big bench that is a little shaky, you still feel covered in a blanket. Pull. Pull. Out of that array. Sour. Refreshing.

She's going to be there. his own male. Sheng's face glanced sideways, and then looked at the projection on the wall above.

Male with video background. When Tone looked into the room, neither of them spoke.

She just felt it at the moment. Light so. Soft. And. The presence is there.

Stand on the ground floor. Toilet. Place. On the side, Zhu Jia looked around the spacious hall, and it was still the same as when he came, and some people were gathered at the gate.

A young boy of eight or nine years old spoke very loudly.

There were still echoes in the hall.

It's all at this point.,I've basically been to the places I want to play today.。

He felt a little tired again, thinking about the long distance, he would still keep it in his mind for the present and the moment, and he would not necessarily forget these unforgettable details for many years.

Waited here for a few minutes. The girl's first glance was still quite calm.

She's so good-looking, and every time she doesn't see her for a while, she will be a little more strange. Feel.

As they walked side by side, he smiled and said, "Now go to the library, these two buildings are built together, as if they are opposite." ”

Through the transparent glass windows more than ten meters high, the sunlight outside still shines on the concrete floor.

She had something in her heart. Resist. Refuse. Violent. Bask. In such an environment, some complained and said: "Soon to be the sun again. Bask. I was just in. Toilet. Place. One glance at it, I was visibly tanned.

You see all over my neck. Bask. Red. I don't know how long it will take to recover."

Zhu Jia easily followed the direction she said and saw her white. Tender. of the neck. Item. Muscle. Skin. There is some dark red on it. Colored. Spot. Dot.

She still looked unimpressed.

When I got to the small table at the door, there was hot air. Raid. to the body. On and put her a little cold. Body. Child. It warmed up a lot.

Zhu Jia saw the door of the library opposite, where a mother was walking in with her little daughter.

The two buildings are connected by a wall in the middle, which will leave a place of shadow. Shadow walkway.

"I didn't expect to be in the library so soon, I thought I would have to walk a long way." Wu Xuan looked at the bustling library and felt that it was not this day that the children of Jiashan had come to this place.