Cui's cemetery is in the mountains, it is not far from the country, but the mountain high road is not convenient. Nowadays, Zhuangzi is a family of Xu's people. Cui is lazy and they have borrowed, just borrowed the farmers in the grave, and still writing books like at home, waiting for the stonemason. Good days re-repairs the tomb of Mrs. Liu.
He is not much book with you, you can learn is also a very worker: "Three" "100" "Thousands" and persuading the poems, although it is common, but the imperial examination, just see it in the hard disk. "And" the "rhyme book" is not only after the grass. Because these things are used, you have to see the right or wrong with others, but also to write your poetry sentence.
If you can't remember the words and rhymes of the opposite, when you want to write a poetry, it is equivalent to an English sore with the Oxford's big dictionary and the grammatical Daquan to participate in the same pass exam - just let you open the roll, Can't write something half sentence.
The sentence is good, and there is some interest in playing with the words. The back rhyme is purely in the heart.
The pronunciation of the daily speech is also the same as the big phase of the rhyme, and some pronunciation is the same word. It is hard to belong to two in the rhyme. It is quite anti-human.
"The rhyme" "Sound Law Enlightenment" This kind of book that can take into account the functions of the opponent and the sound rhyme, which has not yet appeared. He has had the two base tool books in his hand, and he has to die hard. . First, there is no associated word in the rhyme, read the word, one sentence, one sentence, one sentence, one sentence, which is the word, which is the part of the part, which rhyme, and the memory is forcibly deepening the memory.
Only a new foreign language is learned again, through the long sentence, let's take the words ... At least a foreign language is easy.
Cui Hao studied these two books and nights, Cui Yuanfang was afraid that he was tired, and he bought a slapse rabbit, mountain chicken, pigeons, stew on the mountain, and hysteric medicines. He makes it.
He is also afraid that it is not good for the spine. If the morning and evening meals are not enough, I will practice the push-ups in the room when I have seen it in the room, and I will lift the stool.
After a day, I saw that he took a stool when I got a bar, I almost thought that he was called a ghost, scared to stay outside, dared to go in, whispered him: "What is the young master, weird Being thoughtful, the owner looked joke. "
Cui Wei's heart quickly slammed down, put down the stool, stretched with his face and stupid: "I just practice the wrist. These two days always feel that the power is insufficient. It is not as good as it is. It is not good to look back, look back I hang it on the wrist, try it. "
It's hard to refute immediately: "There is no thing, the big brother you copied, the word that the original written is better than the original written! I see your hand is no problem, it is not good - the style is not good - the color is not easy to write, look back Buying a few young, the class of Yang Xi's platform, the post is practiced, and it will definitely write a good word. "
As for what he wants to practice the wrist, I will tell the pro. Cui Yuan is more attentive to the little master, and it is seriously talking to him in the morning: "You don't practice it yourself, look at it, don't write, you can buy it. Zhang Xiao, there is a target in the hospital, and the bow is most practiced. You can practice the breath. Our family has a horse, you find a horse master, you are learning, nothing out of the city, a circle, hunting a wild chicken rabbit Can also give you a good bone of Jinyiwei. "
good idea.
Riding a tapered archery is better than practicing at home, push-ups, running around the yard.
He suddenly took the wood stool to the training into the cold palace, sitting in the pine, and he had a long time to have time, and the month is white.
It is an end to August 11.
Mr. Yin and Yang looks good, should be built, it is easy to move the soil, the stonemason's new monument is also engraved, just wait for the tomb.
As early as this day, Cui has drawn a self-portrait against the copper mirror. It is a self-drawn sheep mystery, kneading the modern sketch skills, using a smart line to outline the outline, light ink overt the shadow, the fourteen-year-old Cui Wei in the five senses and the mirror is exactly the same, but the look is more childish, There is no peace of mind.
This painting he didn't call Cui Yuan's father and son. It was clipped in a young "three-character" from a small "three-character". After the cemetery was opened, even the book and the past. Put it together on the cover. Then he personally shoved a wet soil that snapped up, a shovel, covering something that belonging to Xiao Cui.
Workers and Cui Yuanfang also moved together, piled up the gravel, re-seal the grave.
Cui Wei squatted in front of the grave, poured three glasses of wine, and funk a milky paper. His fingertips have been referred to the "non-Xiaozi Cui Wei Wei", silently bless this child to be born in his era, and grow up peacefully.
I also hope that in that world, someone can really want him to think about him in front of him.
After the ancestor, the three servants were returned to Qian.
When I arrived at home, it was already in the official path, but the carriage was extremely slow than usual. They still have a thing in the city. When I arrive home, I found that it is not a traffic, which is the hard work of the streets in front of the Cui's Outlet. It is busy, and consolidating the ground. Very high pine rods, the image is like a four-pillar.
Although Cui Wei is not a person, but they have not had a widow, the loyal volcano, which can build a pavement seems to be only one.
He jumped off the bus, letting Cui Yuan rushed to go home, he went to the book of the supervisor, and asked his hand: "This big brother, how do my family build a pavement?"
That Little Shouldn't see him, even busy arch, you will only come back at this time. Little person Zhang Xing, the name of the son is the name. County Zun also said that you want to repair your home again, you In the mountains, we almost can't enter your house! "
"Zhang Big Brother ... isn't the county to give me a reward? How do you build a card, repair a house?" Cui Wei opened his eyes and saw the door, and some people moved into the ground and moved the earth, and she was surprised. I don't know what to say. , Silently closing the mouth, and feels silently for the thunder of the county.
"The imperial court won the wedding, but also gave the impeller, this county certainly had to give you a trim square, but the repair house is a big man-shirt you, privately dialing the goods ..." Zhang Book Office also looked at it. The door, said: "If you are not your family, the artisan looking for the door can't enter the door, but you have to wait for you to come back."
Cui Jia came again? Also come to find him trouble?
It is not that he is maliciously speculating people, but he has worked sincerself, and he has played so much in the past, but he hasn't seen anything to Xiao Cui. This time ...
This time, it is a four-year-old dwarf woman, wearing a silk jeans, and the big red Safety skirt is dressed up. She ran away from the door, running a skirt and dragged on the ground. When she was in front of the candle, she worshiped a worship, and the Paga was dipped on her face, and she cried and smiled. Cui : "You are really thoughtful, your grandmother knows that you are suffering from the table, happy at home!"
This is ... I haven't seen it at home!
Cui Wei reached out to help her, really can't squeeze the high difficult expression of the kind of tragedy, and the sorcerer said: "Mom is not too excited, this is a good day, what is the family? , My grandmother can have sleds? Is my parents? "
The mother laughed and replied: "Ok, why isn't you good, you have a court in the court, and the old lady is so happy to sit and take a moment. The old lady is also happy, let me clean up some things from home, You come in with me, look at your dream! "
A laugh, I can't stop tears. Cui Hao had to cry and cry, returning to Zhang Shu, and invited him to thank Qixian to the Qixian, and the county is too late. Today, he will go to Tu Mun.
Zhang Shuzhen smiled and arched and said: "Cui Gongzi does not have to be so rich, rest assured back. Look at where there is something to change, to repair, look back, just told us!"
After returning home, Cui Wei knows that the mother surnamed Zhang from holding the mouth, is the person who can use by the old lady. The original lives in the home of the capital in Beijing, she also goes to see, send something.
It seems that the origin can live to him, the old lady and the mother are not good.
But what he didn't know if the origin is with her, only gentlely smile, advised: "Mom don't cry, go back and persuade my grandfather, don't worry about me. I am now the Visitors of the court. Every time I usually go into the county, it is already an adult. "
Zhang mother wipes the tears and laughs: "Hey, our brother is already adults, can be a master. This is a few days, there is a big man, which is much longer than before. The old lady has brought you something, you can get together, two old people can rest assured. "
She pushed Cui Yuan's father and son to look at the gallery, opened several boxes to see Cuiyuan.
Those boxes are different from him, but they are all right red wood carving, and the carving is also exquisite. In the box, it is filled with a smooth satin and brocade, fine embroidery, incense burner player, and a few boxes they went to Beijing, they didn't have a packed notebook, and the word painting was contained.
I can't think of the origin and painting, it is the land of the laud, I can draw a bone flower, but the technology is not superb.
It's just an accident.
That clothing player is giving it home, and you can't sell money. Where is the same, he is not worth it. True to surprise him is Xiao Cui, will also draw - Mr. Lin is a pure reading person, and he will not find an opportunity to find an opportunity to show his picture. Since it will be in the past, you will not be able to carry Cui Yuanfu son in the future.
In the future, Jin Yiwei, if someone came to drink, he imitated a Zheng Boqiao's bamboo stone, with that the first "biting Qingshan did not relax", so that Xie Qian did not know that he is not illiterate.