This should be considered a kind of magical power.
Moreover, it feels quite good. This entire area is three feet into the ground and reaches over a hundred feet above the ground. The whole area is within the perception, and no one is missed.
If necessary, Xu Guangling can completely draw a picture about this park, covering every plant, every leaf, every vein, and every little life that lives in this park.
It's amazing to think about.
Or, more than just awe.
But other than that, Xu Guangling found that this magical power didn't seem to be of any use.
What can it be used for?
At least at the moment, Xu Guangling didn't expect it.
This morning, Chen Zhihe followed the two old people to the park, and then received the bead string given to him. When he put it on, until Xu Guangling left, Chen Zhihe did not have any special reaction.
But when Xu Guangling visited Mr. Zhang's small building again in the evening, the senior brother's eyes were obviously different.
If Xu Guangling saw it correctly, there was shock inside, and even more intense heat. This was not a big surprise to Xu Guangling.
Well, the situation is basically clear now.
It seems that the mist does have an effect on the human body or living bodies, and is not limited to animals and plants. The most important thing is that its effects can be clearly felt by ordinary people. (Academician Chen Wushi, who is classified as an "ordinary person"
Crying faintly in the toilet.)
When the little girl Zhou Qingzhu saw Xu Guangling again, she was obviously very enthusiastic and familiar with him. If I felt right, the little girl had even become somewhat dependent on him.
In terms of treatment, this is certainly a good thing.
Dependence is a higher recognition than trust.
This is undoubtedly the more effective "right mind".
"Brother Xu, I borrowed the book from the library, and I have already added the next five songs." The little girl said hurriedly before Xu Guangling could even sit down when they met.
"Can you recite it already? Let's talk about it." Xu Guangling said with a slight smile.
The little girl didn't bring a book with her.
It must have been remembered in my mind.
"Brother Xu, the fifth poem you talked about yesterday was "Ancient Pine" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. There is a line in it that says, 'Thousands of valleys and winds make the sound of the night.' Today I looked through the Song Poetry Dictionary and found a poem at the beginning, which is
"Village Walk" by Wang Yucheng."
The chrysanthemums on the horse's path through the mountain are beginning to turn yellow, and the horse's faith grows long in the wild.
Thousands of valleys are filled with late music, and several peaks stand silently in the setting sun.
The leaves of the Tangli pear fall a rouge color, and the buckwheat flowers bloom white and fragrant with snow.
Why do I chant so much that I suddenly feel melancholy? The original trees on the village bridge look like my hometown.
The little girl recited the poem in a clear voice.
Of course Xu Guangling nodded in approval. This was another poem that went beyond the textbooks for middle school students. But then, little girl Zhou Qingzhu found something she was familiar with.
"Brother Xu, the seventh song I arranged is "Mountain Journey" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty."
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living where the white clouds grow.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
Then the eighth song is "Mooring at Maple Bridge at Night" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty.
The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is covered with frost, and the river maple and fishing fire are facing melancholy.
At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
These two songs have been learned by the little girl, and she can read them very fluently. Unlike the first song before, although there is no stuttering, it seems a bit jerky, and the next one comes again.
What the little girl is not familiar with:
The remaining sun in the cold forest is like a dark night, and the green lanterns on the wall are flickering.
The light rain makes people fall asleep, and they lie down listening to tired horses chewing their cud.
This is "Staying at the Hotel outside the West Gate of Jezhou" by Chao Duanyou of the Song Dynasty.
But after this song, the little girl looked a little excited again, because she had returned to the "field" she was familiar with: "Brother Xu, the tenth song is "Wind and Rain on November 4th" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty."
Lying in a lonely village, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still think about guarding the Luntai for the country.
Late at night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dreams.
The common point between these two songs is undoubtedly "lying and listening", and both have the image of "horse". It is normal and logical for them to be linked together. Xu Guangling can even think of it from the excitement of the little girl at this time.
And the joy I felt when I derived this song.
But after finishing reading this song, the little girl looked slightly frustrated again, "Brother Xu, I've been thinking about and looking for the next one for a long time, but I haven't found a suitable one."
Xu Guangling laughed.
"Xiaozhu, it seems that you are at the end of your rope."
In fact, it is not that mountains and rivers are restored, but that mountains and rivers are broken. For a little girl, the amount of reading about poetry is obviously too little, and then it is normal to encounter obstacles in this kind of derivation.
"Lying stiffly? Isolated village? Self-mourning? Luntai? Late night? Iron horse? Glacier?" Xu Guangling read the phrases in the poem just now in one breath. These are all buttons that can lead to the next poem, "I think it must be
Among these, Xiaozhu, you haven't found anything suitable. But did you miss anything about this poem?"
"What's missing?" the little girl asked doubtfully.
"Girl, the title! The title should also be included, right?" This was not Xu Guangling's words, but what Mr. Zhou sitting aside added.
"Title? November 4th? A storm?" The little girl realized it and then fell into thinking. However, it was obvious that for a while, she still couldn't find a suitable next song from these two buttons.
"Girl, I do know a song here." Mr. Zhou said again.
"I also know a song." Mr. Zhang said.
"Twenty-one." Mr. Chen said.
"Bai." Mr. Zhou answered.
"Qing." Mr. Zhang added with a smile.
Several old people seemed to have regained their childlike innocence at this time and started playing games.
Chen Zhihe's lips twitched, and it was obvious that he seemed to be able to cope with this "FreeCell", but because the two elders were face to face, he wisely remained silent.
Little girl Zhou Qingzhu's eyes followed the three old people, but of course, from these very limited words, she definitely still couldn't find the result, so next, her eyes turned to Xu Guangling, and facing this gaze
, Xu Guangling said with a smile: "Xiaozhu, you can look through the Tang Poetry Dictionary tomorrow and look up Bai Juyi's poems. There will be a poem in there that can match it."
After this beginning, it is back to treatment.
That's the business.
Before meeting Zhou Qingzhu, Xu Guangling refined the treatment plan for cancer into three words: "reverse", "support" and "eliminate".
But now after seeing the little girl's condition in detail, Xu Guangling discovered that these three words were correct, but they were not very suitable for the little girl's condition.
Or the little girl's heart problem.
Insufficient nutrition can be "supported", and everything that the body lacks can be "supported". But what should we do about congenital underdevelopment, or even genetic deficiencies?
At least now, Xu Guangling has no choice at all.
What he did today was still acupuncture, and he only asked the little girl to open her stomach, just like yesterday.
The little girl's body is now in a very fragile condition, and Xu Guangling doesn't even dare to dredge the blood in her body to make it circulate more smoothly. That will be good for the little girl's body defense, but it will consume slightly more blood.
energy.
But this kind of consumption is not allowed by the little girl's current physical condition.
"Walking on frost, the ice will come."
At this time, inexplicably, Xu Guangling remembered a sentence from the "Kun Gua" in the "Book of Changes" he had read.
Xu Guangling did not understand the entire book of the Book of Changes, including the Kun hexagram and the sentence in the Kuo Kun hexagram. But at this time, for some reason, he felt inexplicably that the little girl's current situation was "
Walking on frost, the ice will come."
Walking on frost, the ice arrives.
In the Book of Changes, the last sentence of this sentence, or the next level, is, "The straight square is large, and if you don't get used to it, there will be no disadvantage."
What does this sentence mean?
Is it possible to help the little girl's condition?
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By the way, based on the description in this chapter, does anyone know what the eleventh poem should be? What follows is a routine thank you:
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