Chapter 3 Chapter 1(6)

At this moment, Jia Weng looked sideways at Feiquan, frowned and pursed his lips to be angry, secretly fearing that the conflict would be repeated, worrying that Yue Weng was waving his cane high, and suddenly beating the forehead drum wildly, and he was afraid that Jia'er would be brutal, messing up and entanglement, and insulting, so he stepped forward and laughed at the snake pigtails, and hugged his waist and touched his ears: "Today's good day will be noble, and talk about culture and Qilu." Ming'er invited her nephew to have nothing to do, and they each tried to compete. ”

The brutal children shook their fine hair, and played strange tricks to get rid of the soil. Feiquan knew that he was not a stranger, he didn't come to the door without forgetting his year, and he suddenly eliminated seven points of anger in his chest, and the remaining three points were secretly ashamed; Quietly make new friends yesterday, and secretly explore the old friendship tonight; sat down with a cane and carried Jiale to relieve his sorrow and resume talking; The repatriation is not finished, and the old saying is revisited in the night.

Ancient and modern Daya has been depressed for a long time, and the world is hidden in the high festival. The times are distorted, and Huihai Zhitao is competing. The dry monk returned to his hometown, and died of illness and returned to his hometown. Coming and going cleanses the non-mystical wind, and the wilderness is foolish and silencing. The water is clear, and the ups and downs are clear. Yesterday, the sun was hesitant to look alone, and the dawn and dusk fell on the stage of Mu Ruyan. Hao Zhi Kang Qu flies and gallops, and he wishes that the sea is cheap. The millennium sings the wind of Hong benevolence, and a song dances and caymbals sing in the banquet hall. The two of them chatted about culture, sighing and forgetting to be tired. But before Jia'er rushed forward, he stuck out his tongue and walked with arrows; Hippie stepping stool climbing rattan bed, smiling face listening to the pillow surface; Squeeze the nose flexion and stretch half round - not like a dung beetle, and make the eyes bend the arm to separate the thunder lake - not like the Tianhe Ruolei Pond; The head is shaking the "peach blossom", and the legs are tilted on the "jade crisp": "The boy is leaning into the two virtuous and virtuous, and the Chinese culture is changing in detail." At the next table, the ears are washed and the young are respectful, and the couch listens to the silent envy. ”

Outside the window, the laurel shadow contains the bright moon, and the peach blossom stream gushes up. The cloud mirror light wind turns to Lanhui, and the cuiyuan liusu pan void garden. Yue Weng was stunned when he heard the quinoa cane, and looked at Jia Shu's eyebrows and said happily: "How harmonious is Heshu culture? The prodigy teaches to break the fence. ”

Hearing this, the shaft stood up lightly, shook his braids and grinned his lips and leaked joy: "In the next two words, you can solve the dispute, and the three words are smooth and thorough." ”

Suddenly, poetry and thought about the autumn are empty, and the meditation heart is alive at night and the moon. It seems that Lan Jiao is shy and embarrassed, and the child Qiongshu is thirsty. Qianli Cloud Mirror has true feelings, and it will not be taken away for thousands of years. Siyi is fortunate to be idle, and who is proud and prosperous? !

Jiale shook his head to look at Feiquan, and the braided rope around his neck sounded crisply: "The beginning of the hexagram is at the beginning of the hexagram, and I have seen the beginning and end of the Warring States period." After saying that, he shook his tongue and shook the light scoop, and the children's voice was loud and bright:

"Astronomical magnificence, you can observe the change of time;

The geography is beautiful to turn into the world. ”

Talking about the metaphysical body and the color body, saying that the magic is me and not me. There was no time to think about it, the naughty boy wrinkled his nose and braided, lay down and crawled barefoot, and shook the top of the ink lotus. Yue Weng was surprised and suspicious, pondered for a long time, and stroked his chin: "The naughty boy quoted several treasures, and opened the golden lock according to the code. If you are not as smart as Gan Luosheng, it is Kong Rong who bears good fruits?! ”

The world's virtual strings are more rounded, and the floating beetles in the world will sink forever. The righteous path in the world is endless, and the wisdom and foolishness of Fang Wai are clear. Greed for fame and honor often forgets the opportunity, and the wrong way to pursue profit must be screened. The unique Xuanjing is free from hustle and bustle, and the group of ropes is simple and unique. Gao Feisi is arrogant, thinking of danger and less peace. Siyi provoked and ridiculed: "The ridiculous fairy tale is missing." ”

In an instant, the mist gushed with thunder and anger, and the smoke filled the ghost with an axe. sneered at the rice stalks and took a vacation, and the sneering chicken ribs were ashamed to throw themselves into the kettle. The oblique peep is like a wolf and an insect, and the yellow hair pretends to be a tiger: "Since the beginning of the Western Han Dynasty, it can be seen that the garden refers to martial arts, culture, education, etiquette and music govern the people, and the wonderful mellow spirit mansion." Slightly frowned, and the tone was frustrated: "The sage rules the world, first Wende and then cultivates martial arts." ”

Children are early and dusty, and adults are prone to cold and heat. The snow and frost on the top of the cliff cypress pine are in a special posture and go straight into the clouds. When the years are long, the lonely shadow detains the soul and travels through the wind and rain. Feiquan slammed his cane: "The cultural world is based on words? ”

The purple palace is simple, and the high soaring Han is misty. Jiale threw his braids and his chest was thin, and his eyes were around his neck: "There are many green trees in a hundred families, half of the Analects and half of the orphans." Quietly observe the cause of unkempt in the world, and red tape is better than dryness. ”