Xia Dirui proposed a box of juice and placed it next to Changsheng Chicken, saying, "This is stewed beef tendon with red juice and chestnuts. My brother specially made it in the hotel and brought it out. Eat the tendons to replenish the tendons and wait for a walk."

As soon as the beef tendon food box was opened, the fragrance suddenly overflowed, making the index finger tremble.

Several girls' eyes shone, Xia Dirui's hands and feet kept taking out a steaming basket of steaming crabs and smiled: "Brother said that eating crabs in autumn is the most nourishing thing."

Tulip quickly reached out to help her put the food, and Xia Dirui continued to take out the fragrant lotus leaf rice from her bag, grilled lamb kebabs with oil, golden duck liver with raw juice, and six cans of Xiangquan ice-cold beer, which were placed on the tablecloth in a dazzling array.

The aroma of food drifted with the mountain wind, causing the boys around to stretch their necks, looking at the things on the tablecloth, and not blinking for a moment.

He gave tulips, Gu Chenxi, and Yang Xinyi chopsticks and plastic bowls. On the surface, he was calm, but in fact he felt very proud. He said, "Eat, don't be polite, my brother said that the journey is not convenient, so he can only bring so many things."

Gu Chenxi gently poked Yang Xinyi with his elbow and smiled in a low voice: "It's so happy to be with Xiangxiang's husband. Everything is so well prepared."

Tulips were not confident enough and said: "Dawn, eat it if you want it, don't keep talking nonsense."

The fat man stood beside him, and said with a shy face: "Xiangxiang, the terrain on my side is not very good. Can you sit with you?"

"Sorry, you are too big, I'm afraid the lawn will collapse." Gu Chenxi replied angrily: "You block my sunshine, go away quickly."

Chen Huayao asked Ji Xiaoqing to have a meal together. Teacher Ji thanked him and ate biscuits that were smelly and chewed with the male counselor, but his eyes looked at him from time to time.

Cao Jinping was about to introduce to his friends that the food he brought was ordered at which boutique restaurant in the city, but suddenly a fragrant smell on his nose was very different. He sniffed hard, and other friends also moved their noses.

Looking for the fragrance, I saw Chen Huayao holding a chicken leg in the distance and chewing at him. Several timid and beautiful girls around him laughed and laughed. There were a lot of delicious food in front of me. Then I looked at the pancakes in my hand. Isn’t this fucking bullying?

After a break, the Chinese Department students enjoyed the scenic spots of the canyon. They were very excited and began to wander around and chat with students from the Department of Sociology.

Feiyan Pavilion is located between the hillside. It can escape the summer heat when it is closed to the three hours in the summer, watch the snow when it is gone in the winter, watch the bright moon in the evening, watch the sunrise in the morning, send the sunset, listen to the pine waves, climb the cloud ladder and flow into the dragon pond.

There is also a strange stone rising from the ground on the hillside on the left. The strange rocks on the slope are rugged, green vines are hanging upside down, and the natural landscape is full of interesting things.

A boy stood by a strange stone and praised it, saying, "You people in the Department of Sociology study social forms every day, so how can you feel to experience the beautiful scenery? Unlike our Department of Chinese, we can understand where the mountains are beautiful and where the water is clean."

The fat man knew the boy, called his name and said, "Meng Qingpeng, wouldn't you just read the teenager composition selection for a few more days? Is it great? Is it possible to write two poems for us to appreciate?"

Meng Qingpeng said: "You don't know how to meet a soulmate in the mountains and flowing waters. Let's do this. I'll make a couple. You can do it. I'll carry the bag to the top of the mountain for you. If you don't, you can carry the bag to the top of the mountain for me."

"Yes, right? Are you making things difficult for me?"

Meng Qingpeng put his hands behind him, sighed and said, "Look, I said you don't understand, you don't understand, I have to argue with me, is it very interesting?"

The fat man was angry and said loudly: "That's right! You can draw a story, don't fool the works of your predecessors. You have to make them live. I can link them to the Internet and find them out. I don't believe it anymore. I think that if a few awkward and ancient couplets are listed in the teenager's essay, it will scare people?"

Meng Qingpeng really planned to use ancient couplets to make things difficult for students in the Department of Sociology.

Those couplets are thoughtful, pile up words, and focus on the law of "scaling". Even radicals have great considerations, including meaning, part of speech, shape, structure, and flatness, and the level and tone must be strictly relative, and I don't know how much tempering has been done.

Not only nouns and nouns, but verbs and verbs are used to firstly compare similar words, nouns, verbs, adjectives, pronouns, adverbs, etc., each of which is classified into its own categories and makes it look interesting.

However, if we add details, there are still many varieties in each word category. For example, nouns have proper names and general names; adjectives include many different words such as size, height, length, color, state, etc., and it is extremely difficult to divide them carefully. Nowadays, students are already complaining about learning mathematics, physics, foreign languages, and chemistry alone. How can they have time to study the classics and study the poems and songs?

Just say that these Chinese departments nowadays should also be classified as ancient literature majors, modern Chinese majors, etc., and there are only a few who are truly proficient in poetry.

Meng Qingpeng was called out by the fat man and was caught off guard. After pondering for a moment, the fat man sarcastically said, "It's not that there is no word anymore, right? I think your composition selection is not very reliable."

The boys in the sociology department around him shouted loudly, saying that he had passed the exam by the University of Xiangda through connections, and then saying that he missed the liberal arts exam this year and let him get in.

The Chinese Department students naturally refused to give in, saying that the Department of Sociology does not understand the profoundness of Chinese literature.

Meng Qingpeng said in a hurry: "Then I'll just have a simple one, um... the waterfalls come out of the canyon, classmate Tao Qiang, please do it."

"Uh, the waterfall is out of the canyon..." The fat man scratched his head and thought for a long time. Half of the people next to him were anxious for him. Seeing that several famous beauties in this class were looking at him, he said anxiously: "There is! The waterfall is out of the canyon, among the vast sea of ​​clouds!"

"Then you want to be right!" Meng Qingpeng jumped and cursed: "Get home and take a look at the composition selection! Where can I match it?"

The vastness cannot match the waterfall, the sea of ​​clouds cannot match the canyon, and what annoyed the Chinese talents is that it would be fine if they can't match it, but the fat guy actually used Li Bai's famous poem to make up the numbers, "The bright moon emerges from the Tianshan Mountains, the vast sea of ​​clouds. The wind blows thousands of miles, spreading across Yumen Pass." Do you think that the word "天" can match it?

The girls laughed without a ladylike look, the fat man blushed like a ripe apple, and whispered: "Wait, I'll think about it again." The Chinese talented men heard sarcasm.

Chen Huayao was full of stomach, got up and pointed at the winding stone path, and smiled and said, "Wentinal Trace Tongshan Temple, isn't this a match?"

Meng Qingpeng was stunned, and recalled it carefully in his heart, saying, "The waterfalls come out of the canyon, and the winding paths lead to the mountain temple. It's good. Classmate, which class you are from?"

The fat man hurriedly said, "It's our class, it's our class. Chen Huayao, you're finally here, quickly destroy his might!"

"Since I'm from the Department of Sociology, then I'll make another match. Do you dare?"

Chen Huayao pushed the fat man away casually, climbed a foothold on the strange stone, lit a cigarette with his left hand covering the wind, looked down at everyone, and smiled and said, "Why don't you dare?"

Meng Qingpeng had already thought of the couplet: "The wind was so strong that Lin Yujing, please do it." This first couplet is a little more difficult than the previous couplet.

"Birds singing in the mountains are even more secluded."

After a while, they describe the scenery of the water and mountains here. The second couplet is first and foremost closely related to the upper couplet, and is also in line with the scenery of Longji Mountain Canyon. The wind is fast and the birds are singing, and the forest is quiet and the mountains are quiet. It is natural, and the parallelism is neat and there is no trace of axe chisel.

The boys in the Department of Sociology, especially Yang Chao and others, began to applaud, and Chen Huayao bowed to everyone proudly.

Meng Qingpeng was not willing to be outdone and said, "Fatty Tao in the clear water forest."

This is embedding the fat man into the couplet. The fat man didn't feel anything for a while, but the Chinese department was overjoyed.

Chen Huayao said: "Meng Ye Monkey on the Shishan Pavilion."

When everyone saw that Meng Qingpeng had a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek, a thin figure, and was intriguing with the fat man. The couplets were actually very artistic and laughed out loud.

Meng Qingpeng said anxiously: "Hey, classmate, why do you say I am a wild monkey? This is too unreasonable, right? Personal attack, this is a personal attack, it doesn't count, you lost!"

The fat man's travel bag was straight past: "Meng Yehou, do you still want to pay for it? Believe it or not, I told you to roll down the mountain?"

Yang Chao and He Baoyang followed behind and rolled up their sleeves, looking like a rogue who was causing trouble.

Meng Qingpeng also knew that even famous scholars in the Fat Pig Dormitory dared to hold on. So he said, "It was Chen Huayao who met, not your right partner... I really want to fight? OK, if I don't fight with you, I will carry the bag if I carry it."

Walking around, stopping and stopping, more than 70 college students finally arrived at the top of the main peak of Longji Mountain at around 4 pm. Following the stone steps, you can see the attractions of the welcoming pines on the isolated cliffs from afar, as well as the white walls and green tiles of the temples looming in the forest.

This temple is Fulong Temple, which was built during the reign of Emperor Xianzong of Tang Dynasty. There have been several ups and downs, just like the ups and downs of history.

In the late Southern Song Dynasty, Wen Tianxiang passed the Luluzhuzhou Prefecture and climbed Longji Mountain. He wrote an article to record it. The article read: "(Fulong Temple) only has the main hall and the mountain gate, and the wind and rain are not supported. It is like a protective peeling off, and the monks escape."

What a decay scene.

By the time of Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, Li Yangu, a local gentry in Luluozhou, donated 100,000 yuan to invite Zen Master Lingzhi from the Jinshen Temple in Suzhou to preside over the rebuilding of Fulong Temple.

Twenty-one years ago, the mountain gate and main hall were rebuilt, and many great monks were presided over the construction of the Great Hall, Huiming Hall, Yuantong Hall, Tibetan Heart Garden, and the solemn Heavenly King Pagoda, repairing the old and filling in the gaps, and casting Buddha statues. At that time, the incense was flourishing, and many great monks were born, and they were once known as "Northern Shaolin and Fulong in the South".

However, in the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, after several chaos, Fulong Temple gradually declined, the mountain gate was corrupt, and only five or six monks were left barely maintained. It was not until the 1990s that the tourism development tide was affected and the local government paid more attention and the situation gradually improved.

There are also vendors selling incense paper and souvenirs in front of the mountain gate, but now it is the off-season for tourism, with few pedestrians and light business. Hawkers complaining, and many people have changed their careers to return to their hometowns to work as farmers.

Seeing a large number of students coming, the vendors were excited and kept shouting: "Go to the mountains to worship Buddha, and every twenty pieces of incense paper candles are pierced to ensure effectiveness. There are also masters who have issued a sign of light to ensure you are safe and safe. If you want to take the exam, you can take the exam. If you want to take the exam, you can take the exam. If you want to take the exam, you can take the exam. If you want to take the exam, you can get your children and get your money. This guy, I see that you have a good bones and outstanding appearance, you must not be a thing in the pool. Why not buy one?"

Ji Xiaoqing waved the little red flag, summoned the students to gather and stand together, blew the whistle and said, "Everyone, don't run around, fat... Tao Qiang, say you, come back soon, I have something to say. This time the tour school has contacted Fulong Temple in advance. The temple's abbot Zen Master Xuhua was very happy that we were able to arrive, and even arranged accommodation for us."

"oh……"
Chapter completed!