The weather in Yicheng is always unexpected, two seconds ago the sun was shining, and now the curtain was pulled up by dark clouds, a thunderous sound, and then a storm and rain.

The ground is full of rain puddles, pedestrians on the long street are running, children on the street are noisy, and the neon lights of the past no longer seem lively, only the sound of the sudden rain is dripping, which makes people anxious and irritable.

In less than ten minutes, the bustling streets are cold, and only driverless shuttles can carry passengers comfortably and smoothly.

Fortunately, the hotel is not far from the end of winter and summer, Mo Jingting covered her forehead with her hand to speed up, and trotted all the way to the door of the bar.

Strangely, the neon signs of the wooden sign are no longer lit, and when you look through the glass, the interior looks dim, and there is no bustle of guests like usual.

Entering the bar, Mo Jingting didn't see any related topics, and was even a little deserted, and there was some inexplicable fear. I lowered my eyebrows and looked at the time, it was about two o'clock in the afternoon, although this time period is not the most lively, but it is not so open that there is no business appearance, which is really puzzling.

With doubts, Mo Jingting continued to walk deeper into the bar.

When she arrived near the bar, she heard laughter, some people singing, and the humble words of the money-loving bartender, then it seemed to be the news broadcast on the TV, and then she heard An Zixian's voice, the sound quality was kind and rich, and it was like a crispy bone when she heard it.

Mo Jingting quickly moved over the screen to the edge of the bar, and carefully looked at it. Under the yellow chandelier, she saw a group of bar staff and a few casually dressed people laughing and chatting around the rectangular wooden table, and it was An Zixian who was in the middle of the row.

Seeing this, Mo Jingting's question mark with doubts became bigger again, guessing that someone was probably celebrating her birthday.

Mo Jingting took off her makeup, and then walked over with a generous and elegant pace.

"Oh, look at this posture, could it be that which one is going to celebrate his birthday?" Mo Jingting quickly swept over everyone and said, "No, why is there no cake?" It can't be some kind of internal meeting you're having, right? Thinking that it was another dinner table, which company held a meeting like this, Mo Jingting shook her head.

An Zixian saw that the person who came was the little girl, but he just smiled and did not speak. Instead, the bartender answered first and said, "Beauty, we have equipment maintenance here today." Then he made a helpless expression and continued, "It's not open, I'm sorry, please come back tomorrow!" ”

At this time, An Zixian took over and said, "Eh, Xiao Li, what are you doing in such a hurry." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the side of the square table, "Today is a semi-business, and those who come are guests, so let's take a seat if you don't dislike it." ”

Mo Jingting was still a little puzzled, and after quickly scanning everyone's eyes again, she slowly sat down.

"You don't come here very often, so it does seem a little weird." An Zixian looked at Mo Jingting and smiled, "No one is a birthday today, and it's not an internal work meeting, it's just a celebration banquet. ”

"Celebration feast?" Mo Jingting asked puzzledly, "Excess revenue?" ”

The bartender named Xiao Li quickly took over and said: "A while ago, our boss encouraged us to expand our spare time activities, and if anyone wins an award or something, no matter how big or small, we will give the prize money and hold a celebration banquet in person." With that, the bartender raised his eyebrows a little, "Blessed are you, this meal is free!" ”

"Oh, so somebody has won a prize?" Mo Jingting grinned and glanced at everyone and said.

"Of course it's our Brother Li." Another bartender continued, "He's amazing this time, not to mention his hard work, he just participated in the city's youth essay contest in his spare time and won the Excellence Award." Hearing this, Xiao Li's eyebrows raised even higher, and his proud little expression was like a baby dog when he was subdued.

"Almost, Xiao Zhang! You tell the kitchen to prepare the food, and after the food is served, ask them to come and eat together. An Zixian said to an employee on his right.

"Tut-tut!" Mo Jingting teased, "It's really unexpected! It's you! As he spoke, he stretched out his hand again, "Do you have a paper manuscript, take it and take a look, but I want to see what is written." ”

Xiao Li smiled and quickly took out a piece of white paper that had been folded three or twice from his pocket, and then handed it to Mo Jingting: "Humble text! Humble article! ”

Opening the white paper, Mo Jingting saw a small short essay with the title: The Theory of Water Nature.

As soon as she saw this Buddha nature title, what flashed in Mo Jingting's mind was all chicken soup essays, workplace essays or something, so she read it out of curiosity.

It reads as follows:

I had the privilege of communicating with a book friend and was deeply instructed, I don't know what his name was, but we talked about it thanks to a water word. After only a few words of gossip about writing, I concluded that this man was extraordinary.

I met him at a calligraphy exhibition, and he was very delicate and his handwriting was calm and heavy. When writing, the shape is very elegant. The pursuit of beauty has reached the unity of man and pen.

He told me that he loves sports, especially basketball. He believes that to be a human being is to be like water, which changes according to shape, and that stillness is like stopping water, and moving is like a wind. Take water as a friend, write with water, and live with water morality. The water is gentle and fickle, and it can pass through all things, and the details are like streams, and the coarse ones are like the waves of the river, or clear or clear. Calligraphy is also the same truth, if it becomes a dragon, it is like a phoenix. The same goes for dribbling, which can be swift and quick to change. So water leads to everything.

At that time, it was better to listen to your words than to read for ten years.

Since then, I have felt the gap between myself and others, so I often insist on reading in my spare time, and now although I don't talk about it, I have my own opinions on water.

The value of water is not to be underestimated, because water changes according to its shape. The water in the cup has the shape of a cup, and the water in the mountain has the aura of the mountain, which is clear and sweet. The water in the river has the courage to nurture the people on both sides of the strait.

If you can pass through the water, life is like a fish in water. Because if you know the nature of water, you will know the principle of movement and stillness. And some people are stupid and obsessed, stubborn and self-contained, unwilling to accept any views that are contrary to their own obsessions, and even confused by certain beliefs: stick to their own position, and one day they will succeed.

Language itself is powerful, but elm is upright and inflexible, and it is difficult to do it. Therefore, it is the right way to accept advice, constantly revise obsessions, and turn them into strength again to persevere. Only in this way can we continue to run in and communicate, do not be obsessed, in order to walk like water, find the right direction, and so that we can truly realize our self-worth by refining our goals. I was once taught to fish by a book friend, and now I am teaching you to fish.

If one day there can be: the degree of accommodating a hundred rivers; Chic and open-minded; A thousand miles of lightness; When the river flows endlessly, it can penetrate the water. At that time, how can the value of oneself be expressed in words!

No wonder Lao Tzu also said: Good is like water, water is good for all things without fighting, and everyone is evil, so it is better than the Tao!

After reading the content, Mo Jingting looked a little tired, and then handed back the blank paper and said: "It's well written, but it's obscure to read, and I don't know what it means, it tastes like chewing wax, and it has no beauty at all." After speaking, he looked at An Zixian again, "How good those suspense novels are, not to mention fascinating, they can also win a bunch of fans." ”

"That's to blame for your lack of reading." Xiao Li said a little unconvinced, "My article is profound and vigilant, atmospheric and majestic, the interpretation of water is deep and wide, and the tone is subdued and frustrated, how is it not beautiful, it is really not appreciative." Hey, it's really a summer worm! ”

Hearing this, Mo Jingting was unhappy.

Her intention was not to please others, and in that case, she would have to be prepared to compromise at any time or in anything. Obviously, Mo Jingting is going to fight back.

I don't like to hear that, for an object, whether spiritual or material, I have the right to like and dislike. Just like your anger at this time, to me, it is just dust and mustard. I don't care at all, how can you say that I have long hair and short knowledge, it's ridiculous! ”

"Sure enough, there are people who have only seen an inch square well and have never seen a grassland. I don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. It's really a strong word, and it's really as Confucius said - only villains and women are difficult to raise! ”

"Hey, how do you swear! also vainly claims to be reading and understanding, everything I say is reasonable, you can't use reason to refute me, forget it. But it will only use arguments to insult people, it's really rotten wood, it's sad! ”

"You...... You ......"

"You what you! How? I want to do it again, oops, my eyes are red. ”

"I'm mad at you!"

"It is said that a man's eyes are black and his heart is red. As soon as the eyes are red, the heart is black! Mo Jingting smiled as she spoke, but the bartender was stunned by anger.

For this scene, everyone was dumbfounded, but An Zixian felt that he was relishing. He seemed to see his own back, and he was sad, because he had left all his happiness in front of him.

This breath of vitality undoubtedly made him see the youth like toilet paper again, it was very thick to look at, and it was gone when he pulled it. Then, at some point, get old.