Dazhuang remembered a confession poem from later generations. It was a beautiful article that earned enough tears. Today I will use it as an emergency.

“Swing water, bamboo horse road,

Seeing you at first sight, everything is not as good as you!

Spring water is born, spring forest is flourishing,

The spring breeze is not as good as you!

The autumn wind falls leaves, and the world suddenly becomes late

I'm waiting for the wind and you."

The perfect artistic conception, rich layers, and delicate emotions completely beat Miro's love poems. Ruoshui was the first to applaud. This poem brought her a new feeling with the subtle, euphemism and beauty of oriental poetry. It was not as passionate and unrestrained as Miro's poetry. She was deeply intoxicated in the dream-like world. Her tender eyes were full of sparks and dreams, and she felt like she was about to rush towards him. Miro regretted it, but a good confession meeting became a grand show. But as the elite of the Mi family, he was proud. The other party was just a grassroots, and the backward Sujia Village. He felt slapped in the face, and their culture was out of reach of the Su family culture. He had to slap the other party in the face and defeat him.

"Mr. Dazhuang, how about we play the piano?" Miro felt that he was determined to eat Dazhuang and arrogantly challenged Dazhuang.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to." Dazhuang felt Miro's arrogance and confidence. If you can't afford to lose, it was a sign of childishness. He didn't want to get entangled with an unmature person.

"You can't do it. Are you still afraid of losing? Haha, the Su family still doesn't understand the piano." Dazhuang's refusal made him feel superior.

Strong civilizations always feel that they are above other civilizations. Mio and the Su family finally broke up. At this time, comparing to others to play music and sing here is really a bit of a play and boring.

Dazhuang came to the garden alone, looking at the stars in the sky and thought: It would be great if he could bring planes, tanks, missiles, computers, satellites, and mobile phones to this world. Then he wouldn't hammer Mio until they doubted life and told them why flowers were so red. But when he came across, he knew what the plane looked like, how to make and how to produce materials... This is a complete complex industrial system. He could draw an airplane and tell a myth. Just like he knew the theory of relativity of missiles, he would think that time was fast when he was with his beloved, and you would think that the same time would be slow when he was with his annoying person. Haha, he also understood the quantum theory. It was that two people would do the same thing at the same time in a faraway place, which was quantum entanglement.

Human scientific civilization is a civilizational achievement formed by countless thinkers, scientists, and skilled craftsmen through thousands of years of inheritance and development. But when he traveled over, he could not bring anything. Perhaps he could bring some myths and legends. Dazhuang missed Xiaoyuan and his parents in later generations a little. He didn't know what they were doing now. He felt that he was sorry for Xiaoyuan, his parents, and he was sorry for himself. In this world, he hoped that he could live a clear and clear life, live up to himself, live up to others, live up to love, live up to the world.

Dazhuang smiled helplessly. At this time, a beautiful face that was beyond the corner was asking intently,

"What are you laughing at?"

"If you believe it or not, you can fly?"

"That's a god"

"Believe it or not, people can see each other."

"That's a thousand-mile eye, a windy ear"

"I've met someone like this"

Now, Ruoshui, who was like a goddess, became even more fascinated by Dazhuang. She was full of curiosity about Dazhuang, and only felt that Dazhuang's world was full of mystery and fairy tales. Although she didn't believe it, her appetite was swelled up.

Just like when I was a child, I heard from fairy tales that there was a handsome prince in the back mountain. Although I didn’t believe it, I planted the seeds. When I walked in the back mountain, I always wondered if I would meet the prince?

At this time, Shanren Lan came over and said quietly in Dazhuang's ear: The old man told you to go back to Sujia Village overnight, and there would be something big.

Da Zhuang looked back at Ruoshui, suddenly remembered the plane, and said casually:

"One day I will ride the colorful clouds to see you." Very pretended.

This sentence is like a flash of lightning that streaked across the goddess' pure heart, and then a beautiful spark bursts out from the top of her heart.
Chapter completed!