"If I hadn't met you, where would I be, how would my life be, and whether I should cherish life..."
On the way back, a small van hauling cargo slowly passed by. Teresa Teng's melodious and melodious voice floated out from the car. With a casual glance, Xu Guangling saw a man with a cheeky face driving the car through the window.
Hu's middle-aged uncle looked intoxicated.
No wonder the van was driving slower than the bicycle at this time.
I just don’t know whether it was Teresa Teng’s singing that made him intoxicated, or the person waiting for him at home?
The singing brought Xu Guangling back to his childhood, the days when his mother took him to listen to songs. Therefore, for a moment, his mood fell into a soft and slightly sad state. This kind of sadness is destined to accompany him throughout his life. It is impossible.
If it fades away from life, Xu Guangling will not allow it to fade away.
However, the sadness actually only lasted for a short while. Soon, following this song, Xu Guangling's thoughts turned to the acquaintance with Mr. Zhang.
This is almost the first time in the past six or seven years that he has actively greeted someone.
Then this greeting led to what can be considered a wonderful encounter.
I won’t talk about getting Tai Chi from Mr. Zhang, but the focus is on the story at night. Yesterday and today, in just two days, Xu Guangling felt that the world had opened a new window in front of him.
And looking out from this window, the world is also new.
Whether it was the "appetizer" yesterday, or the subsequent explanation of high blood pressure, or today's explanation of the internal organs in the living room that started with a cold, Xu Guangling felt a sense of enlightenment.
, it was really enlightening.
This made Xu Guangling once again confirm that Mr. Zhang was indeed an expert, just like the legendary hidden super master.
But in fact, this old man is not a hermit. Or, as the saying goes, "The small hermit hides in the wild, the middle hermit hides in the city, the big hermit hides in the court." The old man is actually the kind of hermit in the city and the court.
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The gold on the waistband has been withdrawn from the hiding place, and the information contained in it is also ordinary. He is an old man with great knowledge, only Zhao Silang of Kecun.
Inexplicably, Xu Guangling thought of this poem he had read before, but then he shook his head. On the one hand, he stopped such random thoughts, and on the other hand, he secretly sighed at the wonder of the world. Who would have thought that there would be such random things in the park?
How could one say hello and then be destined to meet such a person?
After these two days, Xu Guangling began to look forward to tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the following nights.
And such an old man had some inexplicable kindness and respect for him, which made Xu Guangling feel honored but not at all stressed.
Of course, pressure is also motivation.
No matter what the explanation in the evening meant, Xu Guangling had decided to cherish this opportunity. Anyway, he had nothing to do all day long. In fact, even if he had something to do, wouldn't he be able to spare an hour a day?
For two hours in two days, Mr. Zhang opened a new world for him.
And if this situation continues, for ten days or a hundred days... Xu Guangling doesn't know how much he can get from Mr. Zhang.
In fact, he didn't know how long this kind of explanation would last. Maybe it would be interrupted after three, five, or seven days? And precisely because he didn't know, Xu Guangling cherished every opportunity. Of course, except for
Besides studying, what Xu Guangling cherishes more is getting along with such an old man.
Or, you can also add Mr. Chen?
At present, Xu Guangling has only received one form of Sanshou from Mr. Chen, and of course the previous guidance on Tai Chi. But in fact, Mr. Chen’s impression of Xu Guangling is quite different from Mr. Zhang’s. Specifically It’s hard to say what’s different about it, but it’s just different.
But the two old men are good friends.
Starting from Mr. Zhang, Xu Guangling decided to respect Mr. Chen more in the future based on the principle of "loving the house as well as the bird".
In fact, it is not disrespectful now, but it is just ordinary respect for the elders.
In such faint thoughts, he quickly returned to the rented place. Taking advantage of the opportunity to calm down in the room, Xu Guangling couldn't help but practice the four moves and one Sanshou taught by Mr. Chen from beginning to end. Beat it again!
This time the cool and hot feeling on the palms of the hands, the soles of the feet and the center of the head was more obvious.
But because of Mr. Zhang's explanation, Xu Guangling didn't care about it at all at this time and only focused on the moves themselves.
There is a story in history about "not caring about horses". It is said that King Zhao Xiang learned to drive from Wang Ziqi. Soon after the two competed, Lao Zhao changed horses three times and lost to Xiao Wang. Lao Zhao felt uncomfortable: " Xiao Wang, you are not kind, you have not given me less salary, right? Why don't you teach me some real skills? Give me some unique skills or something?"
Xiao Wang smiled bitterly: "During the competition, my mind is on the horse, and your mind is on the race. I am one with the horse, and your mind is not. How can you beat me?"
Xu Guangling had read this story, so naturally he would not make such a mistake at this time.
So much so that the practice this time seemed to have made the immersion even deeper. After Zhang Lao's explanation tonight, Xu Guangling already roughly understood the feeling of coolness and heat, which was probably the autonomous surge or watering of Qi and blood.
In other words, every time he performs this Sanshou posture, he will moisturize and cleanse the entire body through Qi and blood from head to toe and from toe to head.
He had a vague feeling like this yesterday, but now he knows that this feeling is not wrong, but real. The good physical feedback and the good psychological expectations, the two combined, lead to After that, Xu Guangling felt really refreshed both physically and mentally.
There is a feeling of transparency both inside and outside.
Of course, the only drawback is that at this time, should I take a shower?
So, a moment later, in the bathroom, with his head slightly raised and the water pouring from the shower head washing over his body, Xu Guangling felt that he was about to become narcissistic.
After taking a shower, Xu Guangling sat at his desk and took notes carefully.
Just like yesterday, I first recorded in detail what Mr. Zhang said, then what he said, and then some of his relevant thoughts at that time. After finishing the notes, Xu Guangling opened the notebook again and started to create files.
A formal, schematic record of the lecture.
Xu Guangling vaguely felt that it was necessary for him to do this. But in fact, even if it was not necessary, it would not be a problem if he did it, and it would not waste much time anyway.
Xu Guangling's typing speed at this time was much faster than before, and it was not only fast typing, but more importantly, a comprehensive familiarity with computer operations, which was like picking up a knife to shred potatoes. Likewise, being fast is only one aspect, but more importantly, it is actually a kind of overall smooth flow.
Therefore, the whole process only took him five minutes, and then he called it a day.
After finishing the work, it’s time for routine data search.
Well, there is no routine.
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Thanks for the recommendation vote support of "Dreams Fly Quietly Over the Night".
In addition, a new book is on the shelves. As you know, I want to ask for another monthly pass. At the end of the next chapter, including the end of future chapters, I will give two thanks.