3.28        The building is high and the wind is on all sides

Brother Zhang was driving the car and watching Xu Sanduo's car go away. He couldn't help but shake his head and quietly look at the road conditions ahead. Seeing that the car had just driven to Jiangnan Avenue, he saw that the sky of Fenglin had started to rain at this time. He couldn't help but frown and thought to himself: "Yanyu City is a rainy city. And Fenglin City is even more so. Damn rain."

If there is too much rain, it will be a disaster. If there is too little rain, it will be a disaster. Therefore, rain is a necessary product of the poet. It is usually the beginning of the word "sorrow". In order to eliminate this sorrow, he had to turn on the car radio and bring the frequency to the Jiangnan Radio Traffic Channel. At this time, the radio was playing traffic conditions.

At this time, the road happened to be in a car accident, saying that it would take some time to get smoother. For this reason, he had to slow down, and later, he stopped the car.

He looked at the car's reflector a little, and saw that the vehicles behind him were densely packed with whistles from time to time. He couldn't help but think: "This death-seeking guy. There are many diseases in the flower and willow farm. It's like a car that crushes many people a year. People know it, but they have to sit on it." Thinking of it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly for a while.

So, Brother Zhang closed his eyes gently, but could not close his eyes and rest as if he felt that he was about to hold a wedding on the execution ground with her. Obviously, he was so reluctant.

Afterwards, he had to open his eyes and felt that the air in the car was a little suffocated. He couldn't help but open the window. He felt that the cold was too heavy. He couldn't help but think: "What a 'the wind of willows is not cold'. This is obviously a cold weather, but it's a little hot, but I feel so moved. What about the poem below?" Thinking of it, he couldn't help but turn his head and wait for a long time, and the remaining poems could not be remembered.

If this were normal, he would search on his tablet or mobile phone to search for it. After all, modern society has long been an online society, seamless coverage. This can be obtained with just a few simple actions and lightly. However, everything in the world has accidents. The simpler the thing, the more unexpected it is.

But he felt that the smell of syphilis was floating in the air, and thought to himself: "Some people actually said that the air is a little sweet, and it feels free. Her nose is not sensitive enough. Did she not read it, which has the bloody smell of yellow earth? It is also mixed with syphilis and gonorrhea. It is said that AIDS is the westerly wind to deal with black huhu. Didn't bird man read it? She is an ordinary girl, so forget it."

He did not want to test the original feeling of Tang poetry and Song lyrics, but thought to himself: "For peace, the Yellow Land accepts air such as syphilis and gonorrhea, and accepts sweatshops. However, this is a temporary compromise, just for tomorrow." Thinking of it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He thought to himself: "At that time, the yellow land will be covered with a large amount of vegetation, and the air in the whole world will be fresh, because all dynasties have been pursuing the world of Datong, because he has been struggling for at least five thousand years. He Ke Jiancheng may be the evil west wind. My temporary compromise will always come to my forefront."

At this time, he felt a lot of relief, but he felt that the lights on the street were particularly dazzling. The eyes of a cockfighter were like a cockfighter. Even if the last drop of bright red blood was flowing, he would attack forward. The street lights on the roadside were blurred, like an intoxicating dancer, and I wonder who the next guest was.

The smog enveloped the maple forest sky, like a helpless person coming and going, and didn't know the purpose of this trip. The 2:50 pm, like the outflow of money, and didn't know that the price had been paid.

He patted the steering wheel helplessly.

After waiting for a while, he saw the shadows coming and going walking on the pedestrian road, in a hurry or not, and felt that it was crowded and helpless, and thought to himself: "The powerful people are often attacked by others. There is a poem in the Tang Dynasty that has long said this. This poem is 'The wind on all sides'. So, I have nothing to wonder about." Thinking of it, I slowly closed my eyes.

He opened his eyes and the traffic police began to walk on the road, gesturing and speaking with the intercom.

Brother Zhang thought to himself: "We must obey the command and wait patiently, and the commander should think more about this solution. The working people and the country should do this. This cannot be left behind, and it cannot be chaotic anymore. Otherwise, the ending will be miserable."

The road finally began to clear, and the car began to move slowly. He forced himself to cheer up, rub his sour eyes, and wiped out a few tears, and yawned a few. Of course, the tears were not for someone.

After waiting for a while, Brother Zhang stretched out the lazy man's waist, as if he was saying that he had been resting for a long time. However, he was not fully prepared. After a warm-up exercise, he saw that the car had moved here again, so he started driving the car and slowly drove forward.

Brother Zhang drove the car and thought to himself: "If the road is unobstructed, it will not take long to travel from my office building to Qinwang Temple Street." Thinking of it, he couldn't help but shake his head, and saw a red light lit up in front of him, and he had to stop the car.

After waiting for a while, he thought to himself with emotion: "Life is afraid of being blocked, and temporarily paused." Thinking of it, when he saw the green light lit up in front of him, he nodded, drove through this intersection, and then thought to himself, "Sometimes, when a person paused, he was a world. This is even more so in the Internet era." Thinking of it, he drove the car and finally arrived at Songyuan Middle Road and the gate of Qinwang Temple Street.

At this time, he seemed to feel that it had been waiting for him for a long time. Brother Zhang turned the steering wheel and thought to himself with emotion: "Isn't it a popular saying "Three months online, the world has been a thousand years"? If this is calculated according to this standard, wouldn't it be long since I left here?" Thinking of it, I couldn't help but turn my eyes, nodded slightly, and then thought to himself, "This requires more rules, more peace, and more better solutions. Otherwise, I will fall behind in this fast-moving era in minutes."

Yes. Brother Zhang understood this very well, and remembered the last incident, so he parked the car in the parking lot in a regular manner, gently opened the car door, slowly got out of the car, and slowly closed the car door.

At this time, if a photographer is here, he will definitely be able to capture him. Those photos will also surprise him. However, he does not know this. After all, people do not know that they have had it, and snakes do not know that they are poisonous.

Brother Zhang slowly walked towards the spring flowers and autumn moon, thinking in his heart with emotion: "When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past? Dongliu Shui, do you know my thoughts? If someone knows this, then she would send three thousand carp swimming over and report to me, the gentleman of Chunshuimei! Don't worry that I can't pay the email fee. Alas! Can't even carry a message from the three thousand swimming fish? Where should I put the love letter three thousand,?"

At this time, he couldn't help but stop, looked into the distance, and shook his head and sighed. When he came back to his senses, Brother Zhang Yi saw that his feet had stepped into the entrance of the hall, and he couldn't help but stop his thoughts.

He walked slowly and saw that there were not many people in the hall. He couldn't help but put his left hand in front of him, looked at the mechanical watch, and thought to himself: "I imagine that these girls are doing business, or are busy whispering to the guests here, or are busy working with other people here, or are busy outside, or are waiting for someone alone in his room." Thinking of it, he couldn't help but shake his head, and then thought to himself, "The smell of the air is so hypocritical that it makes people unable to feel the smell of syphilis and gonorrhea. However, I would never say that the air is sweet and delicious."

(End of this chapter)
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