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Dunhuang, Yangguan. (->
"There is no old friend from Yangguan in the west." Walking in front of Yangguan, a woman wearing a moon-white chiffon shirt walked alone step by step on the withered ground, looking at the sunset slowly setting in the distance, revealing a figure that no one was looking at. With a sad smile, he murmured: "For three days, can I wait for you, my old friend."
"As far as a man is concerned, it is a shameful and hateful thing to make a woman wait, especially a beautiful woman. Naturally, he cannot do such a disgraceful thing." From behind the woman, another man came up with a smile and stood. Beside the woman, stand with her on the vast land, look at the setting sun, and say: "The vastness of the northwest does not need too many words to modify. As long as you are there, you can naturally feel the sadness and burst into tears. The pathos of history, the pathos of history, does not need words or expressions to modify it. Standing here, confusion and desolation follow one after another. Standing in the secular world, how sad can we be?"
The woman smiled softly, with a relieved smile, without too much surprise or surprise, and softly followed the man's words: "Standing in the world, we look up to the noble, with sin on the left hand, and depravity on the right hand, but we look forward to the purity of this world. , spurning dirtiness, but not knowing that this basin of muddy water does not matter whether it is dirty or not, it is the people themselves who are dirty."
"I know you won't break your promise, you always have." The woman said softly.
"I also know that you will wait for me, so I am here." The man said softly, and then said: "I will take you to see the murals. Go and see this shining pearl that is called the world's ancient civilization and one of the most important Buddhist culture and arts. The longest gallery."
Holding hands, the woman did not refuse, letting her hand be held by the man, looking at the man's voice and shadow half a step in front, how deep her longing was, how deep her current happiness was.
In a grotto that was not open to the public, Laniya raised her head and stared at the surrounding murals. Her expression was pious and natural after taking off her disguise.
"Here are murals, and inside are some carved Buddha statues. In fact, this place has not been completely repaired and opened. Most of the grottoes open outside have been polluted by popularity and have lost much value." Ye Wudao Walking to Lan Niya's side, watching Lan Niya reach out her hand to touch the wall and slowly brush it on the painted wall, she suddenly said softly: "Do you think there is anyone who placed this miracle on this wall?" Have you ever thought about whether these will bring disaster or peace to the world?"
Shaking his head, Ye Wudao said: "It's neither a disaster nor a peace. I leave one thought. There are always people who can miss the heyday of the past, whether it is for fame or profit. There are no two people in the world who are bustling with each other. The same thing is Peace or disaster also depends on these two things. For fame and for profit."
"You seem to have changed a lot." Lan Niya turned slightly, and even though her eyes were friendly, there was still an aristocratic aura that went deep into her bones.
The true nobility is not about the precious clothes or the precious and unique gemstone necklaces, but a temperament and a habit that go deep into every gene and every inch of the body. A woman like Laniya, even if she wears the most elegant clothes, Ordinary attire can still make people notice you at a glance among the crowd.
"And you didn't tell me that you were the first heir to the Dutch royal family. Now the Queen of the Netherlands, if I had known at that time, I should have fawned over you and followed you to enjoy the hot and spicy food." Ye Wudao said with a smile, a pair of The eyes that once revealed deep and shallow scars all the time are now clear. Buddhism pursues the emptiness of the four elements. Taoism's Bigu aims at a clear mind, but Ye Wudao actually has such a vague charm.
"If I had a choice, I would really rather I was just an ordinary daughter of a rich family. At least I have money and don't have to worry about life. Unlike now, there are too many restrictions. Haha, isn't it a bit like what you Chinese say is a gift? Does the new word force you to talk about sadness?" Laniya smiled. , "No, I believe your feelings are sincere." Ye Wudao shook his head and said with a smile. The curvature of the corners of his mouth was soft, with the mystery and elegance of a pure oriental aristocrat that dazzled this foreign girl. There was a hint of sadness that was not easy to see. Ye Wudao's smile was no different from poison to Lan Niya.
"In the five thousand years of Chinese history, it seems that since the beginning of memory, Dunhuang has stood on this land, quietly accepting groups of people who fled and migrated. The wind and frost of history have blown away the memories here. The customs and the dust of history are scattered all over the sky. Standing here, the incense of Buddhism from thousands of years ago seems to have traveled through time and space. From the beginning of the uncivilized ancestors to the Qin Dynasty to the present, from the establishment to the glory to the decline to the present. The remaining fragment of the scroll was fought to the death. The old friend went west. Now you and I can only touch the murals on the wall and the brocade foil of the statue. It seems that with a slight sniff, we can still hear the memory of this Buddha from back then. A verse with a long lasting aftertaste." Ye Wudao did not continue on the topic that had made both parties uncomfortable before.To a certain extent, extraordinary results can be achieved.
Slowly calming down her mood, she said: "Sadness, vastness, full of majesty, but sadness. The reinforced concrete awakens people's deep conscience."
After that, neither party spoke much, and quietly felt the presence of the people around them. The surrounding environment matched the two people's moods in a slightly ambiguous atmosphere and reached a perfect unity. "I'm leaving tomorrow." ." Lan Niya finally spoke. Although it was very difficult, she had to say it after all. She already knew that there were too many impossibilities and helplessness in this world. For example, she and the first and last person in front of her made her heart beat. There is no result between two men. She knows who she is, and she must also know that she is the Queen of the Netherlands.
And the price of freedom now is the flight ticket at eight o'clock tomorrow.
"So fast." Ye Wudao frowned.
"You can come to the Netherlands to find me!" Laniya forced a smile. It might be easy to find her in the Netherlands, but it is almost impossible to see her. But Lan Niya didn't know that there were really few people Ye Wudao wanted to see, including the spiritual believer of billions of believers around the world, the Pope!
"Okay, it's a deal. Next time I come to the Netherlands, I will definitely find you, and you have to promise me something." Ye Wudao smiled slyly, and his outline could not be seen clearly in the dark, but Lanni Ya knew he must be laughing.
"Well, what do you want me to promise you?" Lan Niya temporarily put aside her worries and said with a smile.
"For example" Ye Wudao took the girl's body and let her press on him. In the exclamation, the girl's slightly opened lips and Ye Wudao's lips fit together perfectly. Lan Niya looked at the close one. Her slightly smiling eyes were so close that she couldn't believe that she was actually kissing a man. Her cheeks, which had never faded from red, were even more blood red. Her hands subconsciously grabbed the clothes on the man's shoulders, and she closed them slightly. With her eyes, she had lived for her country and her people for twenty-four years, and now she decided to live for herself, even if it was only for a few minutes.
For a long time, when Lan Niya was about to feel out of breath, the man let go of his lips to let the air enter her lungs again, panting slightly quickly. Lan Niya did not dare to move on Ye Wudao's body. She didn't move, didn't dare to speak, just lying on Ye Wudao's body tightly. As the youngest queen in the world, and a girl who didn't even know anything about sex, the symbol of the man's hardness in her lower abdomen almost made her Subconsciously I felt a wave of panic.
"Thank you for giving me a birthday gift." Laniya hesitated for a while and said softly. Today's lunar calendar day happens to be her birthday, and China has always been used to celebrating birthdays according to the lunar calendar, so today became her birthday, too. A very special day.
"Birthday?" Ye Wudao really didn't expect that this dark and windy night would be the birthday of the girl in front of him, he said in surprise.
Nodding, Laniya stood up and combed her hair. Her cheeks were still hot, and her heart was beating like a deer. "Follow me, please allow me to give you a birthday gift. I promise, it will be the same as before." There is a difference." Ye Wudao took Lan Niya's hand and walked towards the dim light. Being held by Ye Wudao, Lan Niya followed the man's footsteps obediently and looked into the distance. The lights in the place were dim, and she suddenly thought of something, and when she suddenly turned around, the man was there in the dim lights.
Putting away the man¡¯s coat that had been wrapped around her from the beginning, Laniya said softly in her heart: There is no need to reply, because the warmth in your palms is the world you gave me-
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