"I'm afraid that Jingnong said,'There is no place to avoid'!" Zhao Taichu sighed again, and said, "Besides, when I read the lyrics of Dumen, I always felt that the fifth sentence was'lonely and lonely. The name and surname and the eighth sentence, “Secret storage can be treated to oneself, and a covenant” are simply incomprehensible, and there must be mistakes in them. Tonight, we have to combine the celestial phenomena, but we can’t help but believe: at least this fifth sentence is really accurate!"
"Then what is meant by'confidentiality can be treated for oneself'?" Sun Xiaoxu tilted his head, his face flushed again.
"This year's Osi, Jimao is thirty-four years later, and it was in 1999. If our brothers hadn't been in the past, they are also old and old in their nineties!" Wei Sanye smiled bitterly, then turned his face and looked at him again. Old man Wan said, "Lao Wan is also a 108-year-old man Rui."
At this time, the old man suddenly laughed loudly and said: "The lyrics are clearly talking about'Liu San', I'm afraid I won't have time to wait for the'Ji Mao's covenant' with you!"
"Boss Wan knows leisurely. He is not muddled by vulgarity, he is already a figure who is free from life and death, and swims out of dust." Zhao Taichu's expression was quiet, and even his voice was a little choked. He tried his best to lift his chest up and cheer up. He raised his glass and signaled to Sun Xiaoxu first, saying, "When I hadn't been watching the painting before, Xiaoxu looked at me and smiled. I understand the meaning, but it's a pity that old brothers don't know it. If this smile is silent tonight, the seven of us will probably regret it for the rest of our lives."
"That's because I saw Wan Lao drew a garden of bamboo—" Sun Xiaoxu said halfway, a smile suddenly floated under his solemn expression, "It reminds me of the time when I was in the same car with Taichu to the meeting today, we talked about recent years. Here comes a group of floating wave children, who organized a gang of green ruffians, known as the "Bamboo Union". I told me at the beginning that it was just children fighting for a show, and they dared to gather people to form an alliance, calling the gang, and even ruining the bamboo's virtue. , There is a gentleman's style. I don't mean that when Wan Lao makes a move, it is really a bunch of strong bamboos in the wind, and there are such mysterious mechanisms in it—"
Zhao Taichu raised his hand to stop Sun Xiaoxu, and then went on: "What I want to talk about is this child's playfulness, which may cause great grievances in the future. The involvement is very wide and the love and hatred are deep. The career created by Wan Lao, Even brothers like me have quite embarrassing relationships."
"It's just a group of yellow-mouthed children -" Wei Sanye asked in a puzzled manner, "What can I do with Wan Lao and you and my brother?"
"Don't forget San Ye." Zhao Taichu got up, stretched out his arms, grabbed the flask, filled the cups one by one for everyone, and said slowly: "Looking back at the dust, you and I were once yellow-mouthed children. The scene is just like yesterday." At this point, Zhao Taichu raised his glass to Old Man Wan again, and said, "As for Wan Lao, it is a big tze burning but not hot, a river and a river but not cold, and thunder is breaking the mountain and the wind is shaking the sea. Can’t be surprised—"
"I've heard the last half of your words, it's, "If so, one rides the clouds, rides the sun and the moon, and swims beyond the four seas. Death and life remain the same, and the situation is the right thing to do?" This is "Zhuangzi" To put it mildly, I’m just what Qu Quezi said, “not to benefit, not to harm, not to be pleased, not to be predestined to the Tao”; but to be frank, I am not a big deal. Misfortune is imminent, death is approaching, but still numb and not knowing it?” The old man said, while drinking wine, and then said, “In fact, the calamity mentioned in the early days is indeed very close to my eyes. It is a mystery for the emperors. What is expected of Tianji and human affairs is accidentally photographed in the picture, which has become a mystery. If I explain this mystery for the emperors in this way, I am afraid that I will add a lot of grievances and grievances! Not to mention the beginning How about awarding the old man with the language of "equity theory"? I see—it's about this calamity, so let’s stop talking about it. Is it a blessing or a misfortune, it’s a misfortune that cannot be avoided. I can only regret that Dumen’s "hidden" character Jue, what I am talking about is the doorway of incognito and alienation. In this way, my life and death are small, and the six monarchs and six people can’t live idle, but it is inevitable that Sangyu evening scene is running and wandering, but it is Wanmou. I’m guilty. I’ll punish myself here, so I’ll tell you the crime first!"