Urban Superboy

"Elder sister, don't pay attention to my little aunt. She has always been crazy and has no proper shape."

After dinner, Nie Dan and Nie Qing ask Ding LAN to take them back to the hotel for a rest. They give Cao Yue and Zheng Han freedom and let them go to the West Lake by themselves.

Zheng Han could not refuse, so he had to follow Cao Yue. On the car, Cao Yue also explained Nie Qing's "girlfriend.".

Zheng Han looked at Cao Yue oddly and humed, "is your explanation superfluous?"

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" Cao Yue had a strange smile on his face.

"Drive well," Zheng Han glared angrily at Cao Yue.

Cao Yue didn't ask again. After laughing twice, he focused on driving.

Seeing that Cao Yue did not speak, Zheng Han was a little unhappy and asked, "where can I go?"

"Take a walk by the West Lake?"

"I don't want to go." Although she said that she felt better after dinner, she did not have the harmonious and tacit feeling when she got along with Cao Yue during the day. She wanted to go back to have a rest.

"But I drove to the West Lake."

"You're not going to talk to your mother and aunt?"

"Only later. Now the weather is not cold or hot. It should be nice to walk around the West Lake at night. "

"No, if you go for a walk with your mother and aunt?"

"You really don't want to accompany me around the West Lake?" Cao Yue slowed down the driving speed.

Zheng Han did not speak.

Cao Yue didn't ask again and continued to drive.

I found a parking space not far from the West Lake and stopped the car.

"Zheng Damien, let's have a look at the night of the West Lake and bathe in the intoxicating evening wind. I always feel that the scenery of the West Lake written by Liu Yong is the scenery of the West Lake, and he wrote it on the Su dike when he was drunk."

"It's strange to read this word out of your mouth," Zheng Han untied the seat belt and pushed the door of the car to get out of the car. "Do you like poetry as a martial artist?"

"Although my mother is like a strong woman, she has a deep research on Chinese classical literature. She is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She forced me to learn to play the piano. She was interested in Chinese literature and history, which was largely due to her influence," Cao Yue went to Zheng Han and said with a smile, "I forgot my singing when you played the piano that day?"

"It seems that you are a man of both civil and military abilities?"

"My father is a man of both civil and military talents. He has a lot of research on Chinese history. My mother was also a famous girl in ancient times. She is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. What's worse about their son?" Cao Yue was very proud, and naturally took Zheng Han's hand. "Let's go. Let's go and visit the West Lake. You don't believe that I'm a man of both arts and martial arts. You can write a test again."

This time Zheng Han did not let Cao Yue pull her, but cleverly broke free, but did not refuse to visit the West Lake with Cao Yue.

They walked towards the shore of the lake.

"Cao Yue, do you have any programs for the new year's party?"

"Yes," Cao Yue said with a wry smile, "our beautiful counselor, Xu Fei, must be my monitor to perform a show, so I have to be a duck that has been put on the shelf and sing a song. A military song, "green flowers in the army", must have heard it. By the way, do you have a show? "

"Keep secret for the time being," Zheng Han said with a mysterious smile.

"That is, there must be a program. Then I will stand up and applaud for you, or I will offer you a flower?"

"Do you want to be the public enemy of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University boys?"

"I'm not afraid."

"I'm afraid!"

"..."

While they were talking, they had come to the lakeside.

This season, not cold and hot, coupled with the National Day holiday, the West Lake is full of tourists, walking is a little difficult, let alone enjoy the romantic atmosphere. "Why so many people?" The more stupid Cao is.

"There are a lot of people in the long holiday. It's no surprise that there will be fewer people in the park."

"Let's go that way." Cao Yue said, and took Zheng Han's hand, "go closer, save a while to find each other."

Zheng Han didn't struggle any more and let Cao pull him.

"Sister."

"Well? ! "

" what do you like best about the West Lake

Zheng Han didn't expect that Cao Yue would ask her this question. She was stunned for a moment.

Cao more smile, and did not ask.

Zheng Han thought about it for a moment, and then he answered, "rich historical charm, numerous folklore, and beautiful natural scenery, then there is my favorite Xizi lake."

"The answer is a hundred points."

"100 points and no reward," Zheng Han sniffed his lovely nose.

"Let's play a game," Cao Yue stopped and pointed to the Qianwang temple not far away. "Let's take the West Lake as the topic and see who can recite more poems related to the West Lake. If you read one, you can go forward. Whoever goes to the main gate of Qianwang temple will win, and the winner will be rewarded. Do you want to play? "

"Who is afraid of whom?" Cao Yue's proposal immediately aroused Zheng Han's interest."We'll decide who comes first," he said

"Good!"

so they stood opposite to each other and guessed the stones, scissors and cloth in the eyes of the weaving tourists.

As a result, Cao Yue produced scissors and Zheng Han produced cloth.

"It's better to have a clear water, and the mountains are sky and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake with the West Lake, it's always appropriate to make light and heavy makeup," Cao Yue took a big step forward. Su Dongpo's famous works come at will.

"In the north of Gushan Temple, Jiating is in the West. The water surface is flat and the cloud feet are low. A few early warblers fight for warm trees, whose new swallow pecks the spring mud. Flowers gradually want to charm the eyes, shallow grass can not horseshoe. Love the lake east, green poplar Yin Li white sand dike Zheng Han also stepped forward and stood together with Cao Yue.

"After all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is not the same as that of the four seasons," Cao Yue took another step and looked at Zheng Han, waiting for her to recite poems.

"Outside the mountain, the Castle Peak and the building outside the building, when will the West Lake singing and dancing stop?" Zheng Han and Cao Yue stood side by side again.

"The West Lake is good after Qunfang, and it is still red. The flying catkins are misty. Weeping willows and weeping weeping weeping weeping weeping willows and weeping weeping willows as dry as the sun wind. Sheng song scattered, visitors to the beginning feel spring empty. Hang down the curtain for a long time. The two swallows are back in the drizzle. " Cao Yue read a poem by Ouyang Xiu.

"If you can't get rid of Hangzhou, it's this lake that's half of your stay," Zheng Han responded quickly. He immediately followed one song and stood on the edge of Cao Yue again.

It was Cao Yue's turn. After thinking for a while, he said, "southeast shape wins, three Wu capitals meet, Qiantang is prosperous since ancient times..."

"To add the rules, the first person recites the song, and the later one should immediately follow up. The pause should not exceed five seconds."

The more surprised Cao asked, "isn't there no time to think?"

"If you think about the second half of the night, I don't want to wait until midnight?"

“……” Cao Yue speechless, had to accept, "OK, ladies first."

"I also shared the West Lake grass with last year's people..."

"Changji once worked hand in hand, thousands of trees pressed, the West Lake cold and green..."

……

After walking more than ten steps, they still stood side by side, but Cao Yue's forehead was already sweating.

"The West Lake is a beautiful place with beautiful scenery and fresh clouds."

Zheng Han read another song and stood beside Cao Yue again.

Cao Yue couldn't think of any poem about the West Lake.

"It's good to see the sunset on the West Lake. There's no boat on the wild bank. There's no boat on the wild bank." Zheng Han didn't give Cao Yue more time to think. After reading another song, he took a step forward and surpassed Cao Yue.

Cao Yue still didn't think of it.

"Spring shirt is still, small man's knitting, once wet West Lake rain..."

"If you want to tell me the meaning of this, you should report it to the wind and moon of the West Lake..."

One by one, Zheng Han read out poems about the West Lake. It seemed that he didn't have to think at all. All these poems were in his head.

Looking at Zheng Han, who is more and more far away from himself, Cao is more and more surprised to open his mouth.

"There is poetry and calligraphy in his stomach," he said, unable to think of any poems related to the West Lake.

This woman is not a vase.

Zheng Han was still reading poems one after another, because she was so far away that she was afraid that Cao could not hear her. She was crying with her hands closed and her mouth closed.

In the dim night, Zheng Han's long hair and graceful and graceful figure make Cao feel more beautiful. He is a little bit crazy.

He simply did not want to, so he stood watching Zheng Han jump forward happily.

This situation, this scene, what kind of warmth and romance

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