I picked it personally and give it to you:

1. When the cherry blossoms in Ueno are in full bloom, they do look like crimson light clouds, but there is also a lack of flowers under the flowers. There are groups of "Qing students studying abroad" in the crash course, with big braids on their heads, so that the top of the student hats rises high, forming a Mount Fuji. There are also those whose braids are untied and tied flatly, and their hats are removed to reveal a shiny look, just like a little girl's bun, and they have to twist their necks a few times. It's really beautiful.

2. It’s probably because things are more valuable than hope. When cabbage from Beijing is shipped to Zhejiang, the root is tied with a red-tipped rope and hung upside down in front of a fruit shop, where it is revered as "glue cabbage". Aloe vera that grows wild in Fujian is brought into the greenhouse as soon as it arrives in Beijing, and is euphemistically called "agave". ". I also received such preferential treatment when I arrived in Sendai. Not only did the school not charge tuition, but several staff members also took care of my room and board. I first stayed in an inn next to the prison. It was already quite cold in early winter, but there were still a lot of mosquitoes. Later, I covered my whole body with a quilt and wrapped my head and face with clothes, leaving only two nostrils for breathing. In this place where breathing is endless, mosquitoes have no way to interrupt, and they sleep peacefully. The food isn't bad either. But a gentleman thought that this inn also provided meals for prisoners and it was not suitable for me to live there. He said this again and again. Although I felt that it was irrelevant to me that the inn also provided meals for the prisoners, but it was hard to resist such good intentions, so I had no choice but to find a suitable place to stay. So I moved to another house, which was far away from the prison. Unfortunately, I had to drink taro stem soup every day that was hard to swallow.

3. Not to mention the green vegetable beds, smooth stone well fences, tall honey locust trees, and purple mulberries; not to mention the singing cicadas singing in the leaves, and the fat wasps lying on the cauliflowers, nimble. The emperor (Skylark) suddenly jumped straight from the grass into the sky. The surrounding short mud walls alone are infinitely interesting. The oil flies sing here, and the crickets play the piano here. When turning over broken bricks, you sometimes meet centipedes; and cantharides. If you press its backbone with your fingers, it will snap loudly and a burst of smoke will be emitted from the rear orifices. The Polygonum multiflorum vine and the Magnolia vine are intertwined. The Magnolia has a lotus-like fruit, and the Polygonum multiflorum has a swollen root.

4. The lesson at the end is: So if a strange voice calls your name, you must not agree to it.

5. The Baicao Garden in winter is relatively tasteless; when it snows, it will be completely different. Photographing snowmen (printing one's full shape on the snow) and shaping snow arhats require people's appreciation. This is a deserted park and inaccessible, so it is not suitable, so we have to come to catch birds. Thin snow is not enough; it must be covered with snow for a day or two, when the birds have nowhere to look for food. Sweep away a piece of snow to expose the ground, use a short stick to hold up a large bamboo sieve, scatter some grains underneath, tie a long rope to the stick, and hold it from a distance to watch the birds come down to eat and go. When you get under the bamboo sieve, you pull the rope and cover it. But what we got were mostly sparrows, and there were also white-cheeked "Zhang Fei birds", which were very irritable and couldn't be kept overnight.

6. Go east, walk less than half a mile, cross a stone bridge, and you will find my husband’s home. Entering through a black oiled bamboo door, the third room is the study room. There is a plaque hanging in the middle saying: Sanwei Bookstore; below it is a painting, which shows a very fat sika deer lying under an old tree. There was no Confucius tablet, so we saluted the flat and the deer. The first time is to worship Confucius, and the second time is to worship Mr.

7. "Sir, what's going on with this 'weird' bug?..." I took the exam and asked quickly when I was about to retire.

"I don't know!" He seemed very unhappy, with an angry look on his face.

I just realized that as a student, you shouldn’t ask these things, just study, because he is a profound scholar,