Carrying the cheers of enjoying the first ray of sunshine in the morning, the car started again.
The closed car windows could not block the infiltration of the sea breeze, and the sunlight was entrained. Luo Jie greeted the silky harmony and was intoxicated by it. I put my hand lightly on her bouncing knee.
"What are you doing!" The interrupted intoxication actually had an angry expression on his face.
My expression was stunned at first, and I took my hands away, working hard for the next pleasant journey: "Be steady!"
It worked, and she looked at me with an infectious smile. Hu's forearm was stretched out, and it was stretched in front of my eyes. I subconsciously leaned back, thinking that it was going to hit me. She continued to expand her smile: "Look at what you made for me just now." I fixed my eyes, and the result of my grasp was clearly left on it: a red mark.
? Pretending to be ignorant: "How did you do it?" Inducing a fist to land on my shoulder, "Let you pretend! Let you pretend!"
I curled up my neck to welcome it, and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
He held up that arm, fondled it, and blew it gently, as if maintaining a fine work of art.
She was moved by my behavior, and she clicked her tongue: "I have to punish you!"
"Okay, willing to be punished."
"Punish you for carrying me on your back."
"Okay, Zhu Bajie carries his wife on his back."
"Hmph, you still take advantage of me." The little fist clenched tightly and was about to fall, but I caught it. Spread your fingers, hold it, and don't want to let go.
The car stopped silently and arrived at the second stop: Shanhaiguan
Looking up at the magnificent "No. 1 Pass in the World" plaque, it shines brightly in the sunlight. The characters are in italics, and the strokes are vigorous and thick, which is integrated with the style of the tower. It can be called a masterpiece of ancient and modern times.
The hero was angry and gave this grand pass a little warmth for the legendary story of Hongyan.
Even if there is no hero in the story in history, it can't stop the fate of the Han people being trampled.
The sudden collapse of a dynasty cannot be changed by one's own efforts.
Yuan Gong, who longed to be tortured, failed to dominate the battlefield of protecting his family and the country, but died under the quarrel of treacherous people, and his ambition was not fulfilled.
When you climb the pass and look far away, you can still see golden and iron horses, neighing up to the sky, and their iron hooves will eventually break through the decayed city walls.
The tour guide's narration immerses us in the instantaneous changes in the long river of history. Luo Jie has always followed me, sometimes asking some questions softly, and I will supplement what she knows with the knowledge I am proud of. There was reverence in Luo Jie's eyes, for the story, or for me. This feeling is very important for men! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com