Chen Hongwei and Li Bingyang walked on the road together: "In the past three years, every Qingming has been like this!"

He stretched out his hand, and the sky was gray and drizzling.

"During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot, and the pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls, so they asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Probably since this poem, it has rained every year during Qingming!"

Since Li Bingyang was injured, his speech and demeanor have become more and more calm, and he is completely different from before the injury.

"My old squad leader once said that what can defeat a person is often not external pressure, but one's own control of emotions. Your current injury has made me feel more dangerous!"

When Chen Hongwei heard Li Bingyang's words, he didn't take it, but commented to himself.

"What's next for you?"

When Li Bingyang heard the president's words, he spread his hands: "How do I know, just eat and wait for death!"

The two of them talked and moved forward, and this Kung Fu Martyrs Cemetery was not far away. Chen Hongwei's comrades-in-arms are among them, which is why Chen Hongwei came to this school.

Every year, it is convenient to visit the original good brothers.

"In fact, the natural recovery speed after injury is relatively slow, you can try some rehabilitation physiotherapy equipment to see how it works?"

"Rehabilitation physiotherapy instrument?" Li Bingyang heard this word for the first time?

He remembered that after being injured, rubbing safflower oil, spraying Yunnan Baiyao, or plasters were the most common.

"Yes, you can search for yourself on the Internet, you are now recovering from the injury, and it is good to use one. ”

As soon as Chen Hongwei's voice fell, Li Bingyang's mobile phone searched for some information about the rehabilitation physiotherapy instrument.

It is used to regulate the body's immune function, enhance the "self-healing power", for anti-inflammatory and analgesic, relieve muscle spasms, train to enhance muscle strength, treat nerve damage, overcome movement disorders, joint mobility limitations and fecal excretion disorders, as well as the rehabilitation of many disabilities and diseases. Okay, then I'll buy one then. ”

The development of the times has determined the progress of medicine. The rehabilitation physiotherapy device is a progressive manifestation of acupuncture and massage technology in traditional Chinese medicine.

As everyone knows, the development and inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine has become more and more difficult. Relying on one person or two people is absolutely difficult to support the overall situation. Therefore, some old experts were invited to join the national program and participated in the manufacture of this physiotherapy device.

This kind of physiotherapy device is small and suitable for home use. In the treatment, the main use of Ah Shi acupoint treatment, that is, the so-called pain sticker, stimulates the nerve endings, and improves the recovery speed of muscles.

"The development of medical skills to the limit is not to be high, but to be able to use it at home, and you can see a doctor without leaving home. Chen Hongwei sighed with emotion, he had worn pedicure shoes for treatment when his legs couldn't walk, so he agreed with this technique.

"Arrived?" Li Bingyang saw Chen Hongwei stop and asked.

Chen Hongwei looked at the tombstones in front of him: "Yes, it's here!"

Li Bingyang only felt that the atmosphere was a little dull, the sky was getting darker and darker, and he didn't want to disturb Chen Hongwei here, so he said: "I'll go out for a while, President, you will leave and inform me in a while!"

Li Bingyang shook his phone after speaking, Chen Hongwei understood what Li Bingyang meant, and nodded.

A few gusts of west wind, hurriedly changing the world. Desolate and desolate, the Han Palace of Qin Palace was blown to pieces by Yi. only hates life, and some of the past is also flowing water. I want to peach blossom dew well, Tongying Yongxiang, green horse, once department. The scene is as new as it is remembered, and the meeting is remembered. The light moon is smoky, the cloister is restored, and many things are done. Revisit today, wild flowers and butterflies, just confused! May God return me, that year, wandering career.

A gust of wind blew Li Bingyang slightly sober. Walking around this suburb, in front of it is a small shop that writes elegiac couplets.

"Thirty years of circulation, harmony and difference, but not fell, but Mr. knows me; ”

Li Bingyang looked at the past with a pair of couplets, and some of them were ambitious.

"The sunset is dark and the lonely city, and the ambition is not complete. ”

"The wind thinks of the warriors, and it is difficult to pity the people in every way. ”

There are also bitter and sad couplets here, all kinds.

"The children in the house wept for the death of their father, and the hangers in front of the door came. ”

"The sound is not far from the sad past, and the cane is empty and reminiscent of old age. ”

"Shouxiao doesn't know the red sunset, and his father often looks at the white crane flying. ”

"Be cautious and never forget your father's will, and always keep your filial piety in the future. ”

"I saw a lot of bitter rain in three autumns, who knew that I wouldn't be strict in September. ”

But these are not surprising, but what makes Li Bingyang sigh is that this word actually evokes an inexplicable trace of sorrow between the lines.

"I am tired of the dust, and I will return to Peng Island at the end of my life; ”

"Mo Bao Chunhui hurts the grass, and the spare blood and tears cry Xuanhua. ”

"Good conduct and virtue are thousands of flowers; ”

Li Bingyang looked at it all with a pair of couplets, and there were some cuts, and the regret was difficult to express in his heart.

He barely looked up, only to realize that the old man in the store was looking at him.

"Old man, did you write these elegiac couplets?"

"If you want to please, a pair of fifty!"

The old man nodded, and then said the price, his face was cold, without the slightest joy of the guest coming to the door, and said that the good service is supreme?

Li Bingyang didn't know calligraphy, and he didn't know how to describe it, so he could only touch his head, and barely remembered Jin Yong's words: "I don't buy it, but your calligraphy is really an iron painting and silver hook, with good intentions!"

The old man tilted his head and looked at Li Bingyang obliquely: "What is a hook!"

Li Bingyang was suddenly asked, and he didn't know how to answer.

The old man waved his sleeves casually and dusted off the dust on the table: "Shakya Sanzang, the hook of sex, the hook of morality for five thousand words, the hook of qi, and the Spring and Autumn of Confucius, the hook of salvation." He is like Mao's poems hooked with affection, etiquette hooked with pride, easy hexagram hooked with yin and yang, greedy husband hooked profit, martyr hooked name, a game Qingbo, always inseparable from this hook word. What kind of hook do you think I'm going to close, and the guests are at their own disposal!"

It was the first time Li Bingyang had met this kind of person, and if someone came, he didn't say anything about it, and he even drove people out.

However, this calligraphy actually aroused his interest in learning, and he was quite reluctant to let him leave like this.

Thinking about it, he was about to take out his phone and take a picture.

Who knew that the old man glared, Li Bingyang actually felt a chill all over his body, and trembled violently: "Your adult hasn't told you about the mourning, you can't shoot casually! ”

was so frightened that Li Bingyang didn't dare to shoot anymore, in line with the idea that he would rather believe what he had than what he didn't.

Li Bingyang hurriedly put away his mobile phone: "Then I'll take two couplets." ”

The old man's face was not good: "You should use the word please." ”

Li Bingyang hurriedly changed his words: "I'll ask for two couplets!"

The old man looked straight at him: "Who are you inviting for?"

Li Bingyang didn't lie either: "I want to learn your calligraphy, so I want to go home and have a look." ”

"This kind of thing, you dare to take it home and think about it?

After saying this, the old man was no longer willing to say more. It is clear that the villain is invited to go out.