"What's wrong with girls having big feet? I'm a size 41, so I don't think it's any big deal!"
Once in a forum, a girl complained that her 39-year-old feet were too big. Zhang Na stepped forward to care for her like a big sister. This is actually quite consistent with her usual behavior in reality. Before college, whether in junior high school or high school
, she is the eldest sister of many little girls.
"Bigfoot, don't be discouraged, Bigfoot is loved too!"
At that time, a bitch who looked like a male creature quoted Zhang Na's speech and said this, which made Zhang Na angry to death.
But in fact, with her always cheerful personality, she really doesn't think there's anything wrong with having bigger feet, except that she occasionally experiences some inconvenience and discomfort when buying shoes.
The feet are big, and the hands are naturally big.
In fact, having big hands is very suitable for playing the piano. Although Zhang Na's piano skills are average, and due to her talent, it is difficult for her to embark on the piano path, but this does not prevent her from taking advantage of her big hands to be proud. Well, to say that she is proud.
It's a bit over the top, but I definitely haven't felt inferior.
But now, looking at the image in the video of the woman who is also dancing on the keys with green fingers, and the indescribable but tangible temperament, Zhang Na suddenly
The ground was a bit silent.
In the presence of a very "feminine" person of the same sex, she deeply felt that she was not so feminine.
"You have all kinds of requirements for your future partner just because you haven't met the right person yet."
That person probably doesn't meet your requirements or imagination at all, but you surprisingly like him very much.
Zhang Na suddenly remembered this sentence she saw somewhere somewhere, and then her own emotion was, the reason why you don’t care much about your image is because you haven’t met someone you want to love yet.
people.
Once you encounter...
Watching the video, Zhang Na felt that her heart was very confused at this time, feeling depressed and inexplicably restless.
Beijing.
A small hill with a low altitude and a small area is covered with red leaves, brightening the autumn scenery and lighting up the beauty.
At the foot of the mountain, shaded by sparse red leaves, in a spacious villa, a woman sat in front of a piano placed in the courtyard. She was silent for a long time, and then began to play.
The playing process was smooth and smooth, without any stagnation in the middle.
The clear sound swayed from the courtyard, like the gurgling water in the mountains, like the new leaves stretching one after another, and like the red leaves falling, more like the distant mountain clouds, flowing like a gauze through the forest.
It is the noisy cicada forest that is more tranquil and the birdsong mountain that is even more secluded, making this entire area look like a world away.
And if I use four words to describe it, it would be wealth and leisure.
After the song ended, a faint smile appeared on the woman's face. She turned back to the recliner not far away, grabbed her cell phone and looked at it casually for a long time, and then dialed a number: "Second uncle, are you looking for a female piano partner?"
Huh? Look at this."
After hanging up the phone, the woman went back inside. After cleaning her hands, she came out with a long sword. After a moment of concentration, she started dancing in the large courtyard.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun who moved all directions with her sword dance.
The viewer is as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and earth are depressed for a long time.
Huo Ruyi shoots at the nine sunsets, as powerful as a group of emperors flying into the sky.
It comes like thunder to calm down its wrath, and ends like the clear light of the river and sea.
This is a poem written by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty when he watched a disciple of Gongsun Auntie... dance with a sword. The woman's sword dance at this time was far from being as fairy as described in the poem, but it was also strong and graceful, graceful and leisurely, which was quite interesting.
Quite a sight to behold.
But there is no audience here at this time.
A woman is just a human being, looking after her own beauty.
Xu Guangling didn't expect that he had become a glutton, or to put it nicely, a glutton.
After spending the first few days eating mindlessly, Xu Guangling gradually became more discerning. Even if he is a jobber, he should be a jobber with pursuits and free from vulgar tastes, right?
With Shen Nong's skills in hand, Xu Guangling began to work conscientiously as a "Shennong-style rice pail".
Starting with vegetables, Chinese cabbage, cabbage (baotoucai), Chinese cabbage, rapeseed, cauliflower, cabbage, celery, cress, leek, leek, lettuce, lettuce, chrysanthemum, fennel, spinach,
Water spinach, etc., to melons and fruits, large tomatoes, small tomatoes, cherry tomatoes, cucumbers, loofahs, melons, zucchini, winter melons, pumpkins, kohlrabi, green beans (green beans), green beans, etc...
Then to all kinds of fish, meat...
Then to all kinds of dry goods and dry categories...
Then to various fruits...
Xu Guangling started a large-scale purchase, and his footprints were spread all over the surrounding supermarkets, large and small food markets, and even farms in nearby suburbs.
It can be said that almost all the daily ingredients that can be found around, none of them can escape his clutches.
In fact, in the past, although Xu Guangling said that he was basically not picky about food, and there was nothing he would eat or not eat, but generally speaking, due to laziness or some habitual factors, there were too many things that he never ate even though they were common.
For example, bananas, persimmons, and hawthorns.
For example, fungus and white fungus.
For example, silver carp, loach, eel, and crayfish.
For example, leeks, chives, cabbage, kohlrabi, green beans, zucchini, chrysanthemum, and fennel.
Wait wait wait.
Especially the vegetables, almost half of which Xu Guangling has never bought before, and he often uses only a few of them for cooking. Simply, basically, as long as he has a few of them, it is enough for him
The cycle of use continues endlessly.
But now, Xu Guangling has no choice.
Any ingredient, as long as it is sold by a stall, is his target.
As for any purchased ingredients, Xu Guangling would analyze and summarize them one by one through Shennong Jue while feasting on them.
If it were before, he would definitely have to take notes, not only on paper, but also to create a file in a notebook. But now, with the improvement of memory, Xu Guangling can present the contents in his mind almost realistically.
A data file about food ingredient analysis was established in my mind.
More convenient, faster, and more complete.
Not to mention convenient and fast, let’s just say perfect. I took a piece of Chinese cabbage and looked at it carefully for a while. Then, the image of this Chinese cabbage appeared in my mind almost exactly like the reality. Then,
Around this image, a 360-degree three-dimensional perimeter, are various text messages added by Xu Guangling.
The focus is of course the analysis results of Shennong Jue.
In less than half a month, Xu Guangling had created 447 such files in his mind.
At the same time, his recipes have also undergone tremendous changes.
The needs of his body made him instinctively choose the types of food, and the analysis of Shennong Jue allowed him to slowly establish a food selection system supported by detailed data in addition to his instinctive needs.
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