Tao Ling reacted suddenly, turned his head to look out the window, and continued unintentionally: "The most prominent consciousness in Taoism is the consciousness of immortals, and behind the consciousness of immortals is the consciousness of longevity, or the two are originally one, and the desire for immortality is actually the Taoism's views and opinions on life, the idea of longevity runs through Taoism from beginning to end, and it can also be said that the consciousness of life runs through from beginning to end.
Perhaps it is this kind of life consciousness that makes Taoism always absorbable. In other words, when Taoism absorbs folk beliefs, it constantly enriches its own life consciousness. Under the influence of this kind of life consciousness, people turn to Taoist Xianzhen for help, after all, it is also the current and local life, which is the ultimate goal of the religion just mentioned. "
After saying this, without waiting for Yunnan to speak again, Tao Ling said: "These things I said are not necessarily correct, and they are only a very small point, which sounds biased. Stay curious to explore, and at the same time find a down-to-earth way. Evidence will do."
Yunnan opened his eyes wide and asked again, "But teacher, does it make sense for you to use foreign theories of religion to explain the local religion in China? Also, is this the same as comparative research? What's the difference?"
After listening to this sentence, Tao Ling smiled: "This question is on point..."
As soon as the words came out, Kou Huai waved towards Tao Ling at the door of the conference room: "Tao Ling! What are you doing?"
Yunnan hurriedly bowed: "Teacher, sorry for bothering you."
"No, I'll talk about it when I have a chance." Tao Ling responded and turned towards the conference room.
In the past two years, the management has been tight. Although the dinner after the meeting has been canceled, the teachers who are familiar with each other will still make an appointment to have dinner.
Kou Huai arranged the itinerary with a few teachers from S University. Tao Ling was his junior brother and the host. After a day's meeting, he felt exhausted, but he couldn't leave. In the end, he took people to the north gate to eat. meal.
Someone at the table praised Tao Ling's academic thinking, and Tao Ling responded politely. Kou Huai answered for him and said, "My junior brother just doesn't know how to deal with people, he's dull."
A teacher sighed: "It's normal, wasn't it when we just came out of school?"
Tao Ling smiled.
Finally, the person was sent back to the hotel next to the school, and the day was completely over.
Tao Ling passed through the school, and when he was about to approach the administration building of the academy, he suddenly turned a corner, walked around the football field next to him, and walked slowly along the periphery.
One round, two rounds, three rounds, four rounds.
How many stars are there in the sky
He drank a few glasses of wine just now and walked for a while, and the smell of alcohol enveloped him with a little tiredness, leaving him with a premonition that "I will be able to sleep well tonight".
Tao Ling was always deceived by such premonitions, but every time he felt tired, he was cautious, for fear that this playback would miss the chance to actually fall asleep.
So he went out of the field.
The watch showed that it was 10:30 at night. With his pocket in his pocket, he took a short cut behind the Institute of Tibetan Studies and saw a young couple snuggling in the long pavilion that he had to pass by. He was afraid of disturbing others, so he had to turn again.
After all, it was the road that I wanted to avoid.
When he left the west gate, Tao Ling's mind was full of the bunch of eustoma from last week, and he walked to the door of the flower shop unknowingly. The store hasn't closed yet, to be precise, it hasn't closed yet.
The flower stand outside was empty, but the lights in the store were still on, the glass door was closed, but the rolling shutter was only pulled down by a third. Tao Ling looked over, saw all kinds of flowers and plants spread out on the ground, and saw that there was no one inside.
Standing there for a while, he was about to leave, but when he turned around, he suddenly bumped into someone.
There was a sudden pain in his forehead, Tao Ling took a step back and saw Wen Qingying standing in front of him, covering his nose.
The collision just now was so bad that the light in the store spilled out. Tao Ling could see the physiological tears in the corners of his eyes, and his star eyes were extremely bright.
After looking at each other for two seconds, Tao Ling burst out laughing.
Wen Qingying rubbed the bridge of her nose, also smiled, made a gesture of invitation to Tao Ling, then walked to the door, pushed her hand up and pushed the rolling shutter door up.
After entering the flower shop, Tao Ling saw that Wen Qingying had an apple in his hand.
Wen Qingying motioned him to sit and went to the back of the store to wash his hands and wash the apples. Tao Ling turned his head and saw several vases behind the dried flower stand.
He got up and looked at the vase, and after a while, Wen Qingying walked to the side and handed him the peeled half of the apple.
Tao Ling looked at his hand, Wen Qingying smiled and pointed to the bathroom. After Tao Ling finished washing his hands, the two sat at the table silently eating apples.
Sit in rows, eat fruit, half of you, half of me...
Go sit in your mother's row.
Wen Qingying pushed the phone over: "Sir, I thought you didn't pass here today."
Tao Ling: "Today's meeting, I took the teachers to dinner."
Seeing his response, Wen Qingying blinked meekly, and after thinking for a while, he typed again: "Did I say something wrong last week that made Mr. unhappy?"
Tao Ling frowned, Wen Qingying seemed a little nervous, her slender fingers pressed against the sides of the screen, and slowly dragged the phone back, her straight back suddenly bent.
"No, no." Tao Ling shook his head.
He frowned because he was a little annoyed, not Wen Qingying, but himself. But he didn't know what to say, Wen Qingying's personality was so good that he only felt depressed when he looked back.
He didn't type until he finished eating the apple: "Nothing, sorry for misunderstanding, I'm in a bad mood every year at this time of the year."
Wen Qingying finished reading this, smiled, and continued to ask, "Will looking at the flowers make me feel better?"
Tao Ling's mouth lifted lightly: "The rose you gave me last time is still alive."
Wen Qingying was instantly overjoyed, and Tao Ling was suddenly afraid that he would stuff him another pot of flowers. The two exchanged a few more words, but seeing Wen Qingying did not show this tendency, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
It was too late, and after a while Tao Ling said he was leaving, Wen Qingying got up and closed the store.
Like last time, they walked to Tao Ling's house together, the two said their goodbyes, and Wen Qingying continued to move forward.
Walking through the zebra crossing at the quiet intersection, Wen Qingying glanced back and saw that there was no one at the gate of the community.
Standing there for a while, he turned around and walked the way he came.
The night wind is lingering, Wen Qingying bypassed Tao Ling's community, walked back to the street from the back alley, walked to the street where his flower shop was, and walked in the other direction at the intersection.
It was long overdue to part ways with Tao Ling.
In the blink of an eye, it is already the second half of the semester. Tao Ling's platform class will start this Friday. In fact, it is a class with "culture" as the main theme. In fact, it is possible to talk about anything. The teacher will change.
The previous post with the Tao Ling had already sunk, but because he was about to start the class, he was pushed up by people for a while, and finally no one knew who could not stand it and intervened, and the post was suddenly deleted overnight. .
However, more posts appeared the next day, and some people wailed that there was a lot of hard work in the old posts, saying that the administrator must have a crush on Tao Ling, so he was not a human being. Some people also scolded Tao Ling for being insidious, for not speaking to his face but doing things behind his back. Others silently moved out the archived information, and continued to ask who his fiancee was.
Fortunately, just like this, each post is not as lively as it used to be.
After get off work on Thursday, Tao Ling went to the corridor behind the religious center to take a breath.
Within two minutes of standing there, he saw Wen Qingying come out with a pot and bend over to water the flowers at the door. It didn't take long for two girls to come to the front, pick and choose in front of the flower stand for a long time, but never left.
After watching it for a while, Tao Ling felt a little impatient in his heart. He touched his phone and opened the school post bar, wanting to see if there were any other posts about Wen Qingying.
When I scrolled down, I actually found one, and the title was still very eye-catching: "News! Thunderbolt! The boss of the flower shop opposite Ximen has a girlfriend!"