I don't know when, in a certain land in the land of Middle-earth, there is suddenly a very different prosperous capital - the school capital. The different prosperity of Xuedu is reflected in all aspects, the most straightforward and obvious point is that its entire capital architectural design style is very different from many prosperous capital buildings in Middle-earth.

Most of the buildings in the famous capitals of the Middle Continent and even the Five Continents of the Wonderland are built with all kinds of rare and precious woods, but because the local wood is different, there will be some differences in it. But this is not the case at all, and the building materials are almost all made of various stones, which are spacious, towering, and thick strange and majestic buildings. These strange and majestic stone buildings are arranged in such a way that the various adjacent buildings with different styles and characteristics blend perfectly with each other. Not only that, but the various characteristic scenic spots are perfectly integrated with the architecture there.

In fact, the school is only the size of four or five hundred miles, and the accumulated heritage is not more than a hundred years. However, its majesty and value are definitely no worse than those ancient cities that are thousands of miles in size and tens of millions of years old, or even surpassed!

The best time to test the prosperity of a capital city is how bright the light can appear during nightfall.

I saw that the school capital under the night sky was bright and bright like the scorching sun, but in this bright light, there was no such flashy restlessness as other famous capitals, it was full of a unique * and solemnity!

This emerging school capital did not attract the attention of many cultivators and Qi cultivators, but it was the cradle of life for many ordinary people who were unable to cultivate, especially those who were oppressed and poor. Here they will start their own different lives.

The outer city of Xuedu is surrounded and protected by a huge dragon-like Great Wall, and the capital is set up with various interlocking Xuanling arrays. Therefore, the prosperity and splendor of this capital city can only be known to those who are in it.

There are more solemn and majestic buildings in the inner city of the school capital. Each of these buildings has its own exclusive name, and the most eye-catching is the mountain of skyscraping stone towers that stands in the center of the main gate of these majestic buildings, and on the towering stone towers are engraved with four mysterious characters like a bright golden dragon soaring - Huaxia Academy!

In a special high-rise building of Huaxia Academy, there was a special woman sitting in a special room. This room is filled with all kinds of books, and every place reveals cleanliness. The soft, bright incandescent light in the room made the cleanliness clearer and stronger, but it seemed to be only tainted with the breath of that particular woman. I saw that this woman was wearing a light water-colored tulle skirt on her back, leaving only a hazy and beautiful scenery.

The woman finally turned around and couldn't wait to see her face. I saw that this is a pure and natural shallow girl, the girl's appearance is not a glance, but the kind of gentle caressing, the kind of unconsciously will fall into her world, and everything about her is so just right, this beauty is silent, slowly penetrating the deep soul of people.

The innocent girl slowly walked towards a Limu desk, and then very skillfully took out a special pen, opened the cap, and pulled out a piece of white letter paper. She picked up the pen and muttered for a long time, and then her face showed a joy that she had never felt before, and her ethereal and pure eyes overflowed with a different kind of tenderness and sweetness. Her delicate jade hand moved slightly, and finally began to write:

Rouer is good!

How are you, master?

From the encounter to the separation, I still don't know what your name is, master. But my name is already deeply and indelibly imprinted with your soul alone, and I don't know when I can't stop thinking about you.

This is my thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty-one letters to you.

I thought I would stop writing at the thirty-three thousand, three hundred and thirty letters, because most of the words in these letters had begun to be repeated. But I don't know why, at this moment, I picked up the pen again, and I couldn't help but pour out my thoughts about you.

And I don't know when it has become a habit in my life to write to you every day.

At first, I just let my uncontrollable mood linger in my heart, as the morning sun rises, as the sun sets, and then I really meet you unexpectedly on the moonlit Mengting Lake.

I enjoy that kind of moonlight, because the master's eyes in the moonlight are the most gentle and affectionate to me.

Wake up like a dream, the best time is like a dream, endure the return of the Magpie Bridge.

Every time I meet you in a dream, I always feel ethereal and short-lived, and I love and cherish such vanity.

Master, you once said to Rou'er: To be a strong person, don't be willing to be a woman (you won't be willing to be ordinary, this is what I believe), you must always liberate your mind from the shackles, and always have the courage to destroy everything that is broken. Rather than being an extraordinary big man, I am more willing to accompany you and be a simple little woman. (When the word 'woman' is written, a shy flush blooms inexplicably on the girl's transparent face.) ）

Master, you once said to Rou'er: To cure people, we must save the heart and emancipate the mind, so as to liberate the body. In this 100-year scene, I have begun to deeply appreciate the deep meaning!

Master, you once said to Rou'er: There is no one in this world who should be abandoned, unless you yourself abandon yourself and no longer have a free soul. Therefore, despite all the setbacks and difficulties encountered in the past hundred years, Rou'er has never given up on myself.

Master, you once said to Rou'er: Science is a practical activity that enables the concrete unity of subjective understanding and objective reality, it is a bridge to the desired goal, and it is also a link between reality and ideals. And anyone can liberate themselves through science and open the shackles of heaven. Therefore, Rou'er vowed in her heart to build a scientific capital, so that ordinary people who want to break their own destiny can have the opportunity to break the shackles of fate and become a free person again.

Because Rou'er knows the misery of being enslaved and oppressed forever, and empathizes with their misfortunes. I am just a lucky person, a person who has been oppressed by fate and favored by fate. It is this heaven that oppresses me, and it is you, the master, who favors me.

Master, you used to ...... I said a lot to Rou'er, but I suddenly realized that there weren't many.

Master, will you come back to see me?

Master, do you know? Rou'er and everyone are doing something particularly meaningful.

My brothers and sisters and I got together again - founded Huaxia Academy - and opened the shackles of the heavenly prison through the scientific key, liberated ourselves and liberated our souls.

I think when you hear the word "Huaxia", you will definitely come back here to see us!

Master, where are you? Do you see? Rou'er wants to see you, master, and hear it with her own ears, and you proudly and satisfactorily praise: "Rou'er, you have done a really good job, and I am extremely proud of you!"

Master, do you remember those books you gave us? We have already made a home for them. My favorite place to visit is this library, where the books are full of the thoughts and wisdom of the master, and every time I read a book here, I feel the master's earnest teachings in front of me.

The library of our academy is still expanding, and your thoughts, Master, have rescued many ordinary people in this world.

I'm happily enjoying my current life, but I can't help but miss my master.

Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc. If you ask how long it is lovesick, unless you meet.

Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc. If you want to say who the lovesickness looks like, the shallow lover doesn't know.

The master is not a shallow lover, but an affectionate person who doesn't want to know!

Straight lovesickness is useless, and melancholy is madness.

Master, Rou'er knows that the invincible senior brother likes me, and she also knows that he is very persistent, but Rou'er's heart has been given to you, and she can't tolerate anyone else. I tried to persuade him many times, but he never listened. He said he wanted to surpass his master, and one day I would like him. But what he doesn't know is that I like the master, I just like the master, and I like everything about the master. This infatuation has nothing to do with Fengyue, let alone because of weakness.

At this time, the night moon is a dream, and the spring breeze is tender. But I seem to be there: the falling flowers are independent, and the swifts are flying. And I still think of it in my heart: the sky is not old, and the love is inexorable. The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in it.

Life should come back, death should be Sauvignon Blanc. Tonight, the spring flowers are blooming, an inch of acacia and an inch of gray......

Writing this, Lian Murou had already stopped writing, and fell into a dream and smiled sweetly on the pear screen desk.

And in a dimly lit room in another particularly tall building, a pitch-black phantom stood on the windowsill, gazing affectionately at the room that was still lit with incandescent light from afar.

And on some cool streets, a girl with the fragrance of plum blossoms is peeking at the dim room in this high-rise building, tossing and turning a few times, only to turn around and leave in a hurry.

The moon is hidden and the stars are sparse, and the clouds are miserable.

Crash...... Crash......

A spring rain fell unexpectedly.

"The wine enters the bowels and turns into lovesick tears.

A kind of lovesickness, a few sorrows?"

A bald boy with clear eyebrows, looking at the rain on the street outside the building, turned around and raised a pot of old wine to drink with another tall and powerful mature man and sighed: "The sound of wind and rain at night, how much do you know about the flowers?"

The mighty and mature tall man said indifferently: "Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." ”

......

Those who have fallen asleep are still asleep, and those who have no sleep have already risen early.

The spring rain has come to an end, but the lovesick tears are still in love! The sky slowly faded away from the nightclothes, took off all the star jewels, and then the white face began to be dyed crimson, and the spring was shining!

Continue

There is nowhere to put it

One meter of sunlight

Stained with half a foot of sorrow

When the meaning is still unfinished, there are only a few words left

The lights were dim, and the crowds were surging and empty

It's not sweet dreams that are dreaming

It is not the soul that ecstasy

It's not looking back

Looking

There's no need to wave your hand

And the majestic capital, the magnificent Great Wall, the sacred Huaxia Academy, here rises vigorous and vigorous, resounding in the sky and the sound of books. Different fires of wisdom continue to be inherited, collided, and fused here, blooming clusters of more brilliant flowers of life wisdom!

And the love letter that was too late to be loaded, the thoughts that were too late to be sorted out, will it meet unexpectedly after tonight!