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- From this end to the other end. Maybe it's a lifetime's distance.
Ye Wudao carried Han Yun under the Seventeen-hole Bridge. He didn't rush to find a way back to the shore. He just squatted down and knocked on the ice. Han Yun asked curiously: "What are you going to do?"
"Catch fish." Ye Wudao laughed childishly, rolled up his sleeves, bang! A punch punched into the ice, and nearly thirty centimeters of ice cracked. Han Yun was dumbfounded and quickly knelt down to hold the ice.
" Ye Wudao's seemingly undamaged arm has no scars except for old and horizontal scars. Because the water in Kunming Lake dries up in winter, many people use shovels to break open the ice and scratch it.
fish. Then Ye Wudao reached in, and after a long time, he took out a small red carp. Han Yun, who was squatting next to Ye Wudao, jumped up and wanted to pick up the trophy. Unexpectedly, the red carp did not give up its survival.
Struggled, jumping and sliding on the ice. Han Yun, who was wearing high heels, was anxious. She didn't catch the carp and was about to slip when she wandered around. When she closed her eyes and prepared to face the cold pain, she found herself
Lying on a warm body, it turned out to be Ye Wudao who jumped under her.
The two of them maintained their ambiguous posture, and Han Yun stared at the face that was very close to her. She didn't bother to use vulgar words like handsome, handsome, and jade tree to describe her man. Although he looked good,
Impeccable, what¡¯s more important is that he has too many things that other men don¡¯t have. It¡¯s like a playboy¡¯s mask, a fierce hero¡¯s mask, a domineering young man¡¯s mask. Take off all
Mask, he is actually a child with a warm heart. At least in Han Yun's view, he is still a child. He can play pranks on children and make troubles that give her headaches.
"Get up, Leng," Han Yun said softly.
Ye Wudao kissed her lips, the taste was cool, and then came a warm and soft tongue, moist and hot. As long as a man does not regard sex as all love, he would rather be with the woman he loves
Kissing, not making mechanical piston movements with a whore. Han Yun is not a passionate woman. When it comes to sex, she always has the attitude of giving whatever her man wants. It¡¯s just that I¡¯ve been hopeless recently
I followed my sister to watch several emotional movies. It seems that there is a hint of subtle fragrance floating in the hazy place, as if if you tease it, it will start a prairie fire.
When Ye Wudao's warm hand lifted up the layers of her clothes and went deep into them, finally coming into contact with Han Yun's tall breasts that had not been violated for a long time, the graceful movement of her lilac uvula became even hotter. seems to want
In order to convey her inner desire to Ye Wudao, her hands subconsciously tried to peel off Ye Wudao's clothes.
Ye Wudao doesn't mind having a frank meeting with her, but he doesn't want Han Yun to show her naked body with nothing. Although there are few tourists under the seventeen-hole bridge, there is no guarantee that there will be no crazy home.
Here, you can go here for a meeting or enjoy the scenery. Ye Wudao took out the hand that blasphemed Han Yun's beautiful and plump breasts, sighed, held her mature and charming face stained with a touch of spring, and said: "I want to
Why don¡¯t we find a remote place and have a field battle? "
Han Yun immediately woke up and glared at him with a smirk on her face. Stand up slowly. Sort out the clothes he messed up.
"You revealed the trump card of the Star Group so early, and also shockingly announced that you would fight against the China Economic Alliance. Isn't this too hasty? Although Li Lingfeng is in the newly established Yanhuang Club
There is no threat in front of them, but aside from several families in Taiwan, not to mention the Zhao family in the north, even the Cui Ru family is not a good person. "Han Yun quickly recovered from the ecstasy, although the spring mood
It still remains in the corners of her eyebrows, mouth and eyes, but it does not prevent her from becoming the confident president of Zhejiang University and one of the youngest department-level cadres in China.
"Emperor's art is most about checks and balances. In the final analysis, playing the piano left and right is a harmony of yin and yang." Ye Wudao chuckled, full of confidence. It¡¯s just that I don¡¯t know if this gesture of having a winning chance is to avoid
The mask that Han Yun put on worried her.
"Stop playing tricks on me, tell me how you check and balance, what bargaining chips do you have? Murong Shuijing, Nangong Cangtian, I know some details about these two people, but these two were originally at the bottom of the Chinese Alliance
Can your family really compete with those families now? Those members of the Yanhuang Alliance are more or less outsiders. When they truly understand the horror of the Chinese Alliance, there is no guarantee that they will not embarrass you.
¡¯s betrayal drama. "As a former Harvard-famous International College Debate Champion, Han Yun habitually maintains a state of imagining things as the worst possible outcome.
"The Yanhuang Alliance will retain a position in the Zhao family. Although nominally my Yanhuang Alliance does not have an eldership system, it does not mean that there are not a few transcendent beings. I, Prince D, have been running the business in the south for nearly four years.
?Years ago, I naturally have something to do with the Cui Ru family. By the way, do you know anything about the Wu family? Ye Wudao asked with a smile.
"Of course." Han Yun nodded, picked up the red carp and put it back into the water.
"Then guess who is behind the mysterious task of asking me to deal with the Chinese Alliance?" Ye Wudao smiled.
Han Yun was stunned and speechless.
"Now do you think I'm hitting a stone with an egg?"
Ye Wudao smiled brightly, squinted his eyes, watched Han Yun release the carp, and said to himself: "The merits of releasing lives are the first, and not doing so is called madness. In my life, I have rarely released lives.
, killing too many lives, I am afraid that if you put down the butcher knife, Buddhism will have no place, so it is better to kill people as fast as you can, it is easier to be crazy than to be sober. "
"Where to go next?" Han Yun asked, who didn't hear Ye Wudao's murmur clearly.
"Zhuanlunzang." Ye Wudao said softly.
At the other end of the Seventeen-hole Bridge, there is also a young man with an ethereal appearance who also inserts one arm into the ice, breaks through the ice, and fishes out carps one by one.
The girl next to him is about fifteen or sixteen years old. She is gentle and classic. Her appearance may not be called peerless, but she is soft and frail, and has a charming charm. Such a woman, if
Being able to play the strings, she is destined to be the goddess of the Luo River that men dream of. She squatted beside the young man and watched quietly as he caught the fish and released it, blinking with a pair of clear crystal eyes.
"In the period of great changes in human society when the material society has achieved breathtaking development, it is often accompanied by the rushing of mud and sand in the spiritual world. A sober onlooker is like holding a
A kaleidoscope looks at this bizarre society, and what comes into view is a deformed world: cats and mice can sleep on the same bed, the pyramid of wealth can rise overnight, and evil can rise overnight.
It¡¯s not surprising that a rich person and a good person are poor, do you understand? don't know? "The young man stopped catching fish and turned to ask the girl.
"Understand."
The girl nodded. "You are a bystander."
The young man took out a cigarette and searched for a long time, but couldn't find anything to light the cigarette. At this time, the girl smiled slightly and took out a box of matches, and struck one against the wind. Reaching out cautiously. Will
The young man lit the cigarette in his mouth, covered his mouth and said with a smile: "You never forget, so I am used to bringing a box of matches with me."
"Yiye, how many years have you been doing this?" the young man sighed, his eyes overflowing with tenderness.
"Six years and seven days." The girl said without hesitation. He lowered his head and seemed a little sad. From the first time he saw him, he never forgot him. To forget someone in order to forget, the result is often that the memory is lost.
??More profound.
"It's quite fast. She has grown into a big girl." The young man also felt a little emotional. He wiped his hands with his clothes and picked up the girl, "Let's go to the bridge."
Seventeen-hole bridge. The young man was a little embarrassed. He apologized to the girl with a naughty smile: "I used to be able to hold you while walking on the bridge railing, but I forgot that Ichiyo is so big now and I can't hold you anymore."
¡°Then I¡¯ll walk on it and you support me.¡± The girl said softly.
So a warm scene appeared on the seventeen-hole bridge. A graceful girl walked gracefully on the bridge railing, holding a young man strolling lazily in her hand.
"Brother Ximen, do we want to go to Zhuanlunzang?" When we reached the end of the bridge, the girl jumped off the bridge railing and asked softly.
"I won't go." The young man shook his head. Looking at the direction where the wheel is hidden, it seems that there is something that cannot be put away. But I couldn't pick it up.
If you can¡¯t let it go and can¡¯t pick it up, you will have regrets in your life.
"But Sister Weiyu is in Zhuanlunzang. Doesn't she go there every year at this time?" the girl said softly, with the same regret in her eyes.
"So I won't go."
The young man sighed, the sky is big and the earth is big, he can go anywhere he wants, but he can't go where she is alone.
Wanting to go but not wanting to go may seem contradictory and absurd, but it is a true reflection of his heart.
She is the only one in this world who can make Ximen Honghuang not like Ximen Honghuang.
Gong Weiyu.
The main hall of the Zhuanlunzang Palace in the Summer Palace is a two-story Buddhist scripture building. On the roof there are glazed sculptures of the three stars of fortune, wealth and longevity. The east and west auxiliary pavilions stand on the curved verandahs on both wings respectively. There are two floors inside the pavilion, with one in the middle.
There is a colorful glazed wooden turret. There is a cave under the wooden pavilion and a mechanism so that the wheel can rotate like a Mani bucket.
Outside the Sutra Collection Building, Ye Wudao and Han Yun walked slowly. Ye Wudao explained in a low voice like a tour guide, "This transfer is actually the turning of the reading library.The meaning of Zangjing is different from that of Kanzang, which means to start from beginning to end.
Reading the scriptures without skipping a word is like being forced to memorize the Agama Sutra by my grandfather when I was a child. It is much easier to memorize the Agama Sutra. I only read a few lines after junior high school in the scriptures. I agree with the latter. ,
But grandpa didn¡¯t agree. What needs to be mentioned further is that zhuanzang means that the wheel of law is always turning. "
"Wudao, have you ever been to a **? In many movies, I see ** people holding those small and exquisite Mani buckets in their hands. I think that is very sacred." Han Yun said with admiration.
"**? Of course I have been."
Ye Wudao sighed with emotion, gently holding Han Yun's hand, his eyes wandering, looking into the distance, "There are those large Mani buckets under the eaves of Tibetan secret temples, engraved with six-character mantras. I have been to the corridor
There are only three or five Mani buckets in this small temple. It is so solemn and solemn. Even a person like me feels awe-inspiring and sacred. "
"What are you going to do?" Han Yun asked curiously, her face full of expectation, and she seemed to want to go to the ** to have a look.
"Quarrel with the living Buddha, the god in the eyes of the Japanese." Ye Wudao touched his nose, smiled and kissed Han Yun on the cheek, and said frivolously: "Your man never takes the ordinary path."
"I don't believe it." Han Yun laughed.
At this moment, a graceful back figure who had been looking at the wheel of the wheel gently came out of meditation. When she heard Ye Wudao's words, her body trembled slightly, her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, she turned around, but
He didn¡¯t even look at Ye Wudao and Han Yun, he just passed them by.
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