You Are My Rare Passion

After Fu Cangwu left, the three of them and the dog continued walking to the hotel where they were staying.

Halfway through, I heard someone singing.

Gu Yiman looked towards the place where the singing came from.

On the beach, a girl was playing and singing to herself. A group of people gathered around her to take pictures. The girl was still generous and not shy.

Gu Yiman praised: "She sings well and looks pretty. She can sign up to our studio and become a singer!"

Xie Hewu followed her gaze and couldn't help but smile, "This world is so small! It's like a leaf of duckweed returns to the sea. We meet each other everywhere in life!"

"Eh?" Gu Yiman tilted his head and looked at her, "Do you know the girl who sings?"

"We know each other," Xie Hewu said, "I'm a high school classmate. Let's go and have a look."

Gu Yiman lowered his head and looked at Duanwu. Seeing that Duanwu was in good spirits, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go and have a look."

Under the colorful lights on the beach, the girl was singing as if no one else was watching: "I fall in love with the deep mountains at the ferry, and the thin snow falls in love with the late lotus."

The setting sun makes my eyes red, and I want to wait for the morning bell to chat.

My sweetheart is beside the plum blossoms and willows, but not by my side.

The little white snake drenched Lin'an, but Xu Xian didn't bring an umbrella.

The girl crushes the swing, and the scholar loses the election after ten years. Destiny is always picky and everything fails.

The little monk didn't get the chance, so he passed by a roast duck restaurant again..."

Hearing this, Gu Yiman burst into laughter, "The little monk didn't get the chance, and he passed by the roast duck restaurant again. This little monk is in such a miserable state!"

Xie Hewu also laughed, "Why is it so miserable? He is a young monk. Even if he gets lucky, he can't buy roast duck, can he?"

"That's not what I mean!" Gu Yiman said with a smile: "I think the meaning of this lyrics is that the little monk didn't get the fate, and he was already very uncomfortable when he was hungry. As a result, he passed by the delicious roast duck restaurant and his stomach was full. I’m even hungrier, it doesn’t mean that the little monk got lucky and wants to buy roast duck!”

Xie Hewu thought for a while and nodded, "That makes sense."

She smiled and sighed: "The previous sentence of a girl crushing the swing and a scholar losing the election after ten years, fate always picks and chooses, it makes more sense to fail to achieve everything."

"It's quite miserable for a scholar to lose the election after ten years. What the hell is a girl crushing on the swing?" Gu Yiman laughed and complained: "How heavy does a girl have to be to crush the swing? However, fate is always picky, and everything is not perfect. real."

She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. As the eldest daughter of the Gu family, she was pampered by thousands of people. She would alarm the whole family if she even scratched her oily skin, but she still had something unhappy about her.

Especially finding a boyfriend is so difficult!

If you look at the people around you, they all have troubles of one kind or another.

Just like Ye Zhou, a young genius who started his own business at a young age. Not only can he make a lot of money, he never lets his family worry about him, and he doesn't eat, drink or gamble. In other people's eyes, he is just someone else's child, extremely outstanding.

But my uncle still has to worry about Ah Zhou.

Worry about him having to change one hundred and eighty secretaries a year!

So, there really is no one in this world who is perfect and has no worries at all.

Those who have fewer worries are considered happy people.

The two of them were chatting, and the girl was still singing, "The gods are counting on their fingers, and they will never be happy after this."

Gains and losses, gatherings and separations, never seek perfection.

Borrow a clay stove to cook a bowl of rice and plant smoke on the eaves.

Regardless of minor cold, severe cold, or chills in the heart, come and warm yourself up.

I am brave enough to break into the sea of ​​​​people and then knock on the wind and moon. "

At the end of the song, there was constant applause and cheers.

Xie Hewu said "Okay" and blew a long whistle.

The singing girl seemed to feel something, and looked towards her, her eyes fell on her face, her eyes suddenly lit up, she pushed through the crowd and ran towards her.