Chapter 738 Life Is Like the Sun on the Western Mountain, Wealth Is Like Frost on the Grass

"Haha, on the way back to my hometown, did I meet a bosom friend?" The old man had a broad forehead and narrow eyes, a long-lived eyebrow on the front of his brow, a tuft of goatee on his chin, black and white, and he looked happy at this moment, pinching his eyes. pinch mustache.

"I really don't understand. I just like to read books. I read a lot, and I read miscellaneously. I have no culture." Shen Dapeng smiled low-key, and what he said was true.

"Grandpa, don't listen to his modesty. He is a student of Shuimu University and the number one scholar in liberal arts in the country. If he is uneducated, how can other students live!!"

Shen Dapeng kept a low profile, but Wang Xueying liked to be troublesome, so she revealed Shen Dapeng's identity to the uncle, and then shook her head with a smug smile, looking like she deserved a beating.

"Oh? Students of Shuimu University, then we have some fate. I am very close to you. My wife and I are both teachers of Yenching University!"

"Hello, gentlemen!" Shen Dapeng immediately bowed and saluted. He knew how to respect the traditions of the elders, and he respected people with knowledge, especially when he saw the old couple with gray hair and a quiet and peaceful book atmosphere, he felt even more respectful.

"You're welcome, you're so polite! I'm Qian Huaili, a professor in the Department of Buddhism and Philosophy at Yenching University. Everyone likes to call me Mr. Qian. Although my surname is a bit materialistic, fortunately there is a word for courtesy in my name! This is My wife, Yang Yun, is a professor at the Chinese Department of Yenching University."

"Hello, Mr. Qian, Mr. Yang! My name is Shen Dapeng, and I am a freshman in the School of Environment, Shuimu University!" Shen Dapeng bowed politely again, and Mr. Yang also smiled back.

"Call me sir? Sit down, sit down and talk!"

The two old people were kind, and Shen Dapeng didn't stick to the complicated and unintentional etiquette, so he sat next to Qian Lao.

"Shen Dapeng, show your ambitions, Kunpeng roaming, good name, you are the number one scholar in the national liberal arts? Liberal arts, why don't you choose our Yanjing University?" Qian Lao neatly arranged an antique sandalwood bookmark, and gently closed the book It can be seen from such delicate actions that he is a person who respects books and culture.

"Because...a promise!!" Shen Dapeng hesitated for a moment, and responded with a wry smile.

"Promise?" Qian Lao's age, not to mention the vicissitudes of life, must have seen countless people. Hearing the word promise, he slowly raised his head and looked at Wang Xueying who was on the upper bunk.

"Don't look at me like that, his blind promise has nothing to do with me!" Wang Xueying didn't want to be a villain, and complained as if complaining, and gave Shen Dapeng a faint look.

"A quirky girl, very similar to my granddaughter!"

Qian Laoci has a kind face,

Withdrew his kind eyes and looked at Shen Dapeng, "You studied in Shuimu... School of Environment? I don't think I've heard of it!"

"It has only been a few years since the institute was established! Now that the natural environment is getting worse and worse, and many man-made natural disasters occur frequently, I wonder if I can learn some knowledge and culture, and make some changes through my own modest efforts!"

"Hey! The current environment should be changed! When we were young, the water was clear, the mountains were green, the sky was blue, and the clouds were white. Looking at it now... I'm afraid Ten years later, people don’t even know what green mountains and rivers are, and the scenery of lakes and mountains!”

"Indeed, I think the same as you, I just don't want the future to become so miserable!"

"So unbearable? How unbearable? Could it be that you have seen the world decades later?"

"No, no, how could I have seen it!"

Mr. Qian was just making a joke, but Shen Dapeng felt inexplicably nervous. He couldn't help sighing. As expected of teaching philosophy, he spoke with doubts. Fortunately, he didn't lie. He really didn't see the world decades later. He only saw Bad situation after ten years.

"Dapeng, you have chosen the right major! Now the country has begun to pay attention to environmental issues. From the establishment of colleges and departments related to the environment in some universities across the country, it can be seen that this big issue is being discussed from top to bottom. There will be a bright future ahead!"

"Mr. Qian, don't be fooled by Shen Dapeng. Do you think he is doing it for the global environment? He is not as noble as you think. He is just a philistine who wants to start a company and make a lot of money!"

Wang Xueying did not let go of any opportunity to scold Shen Dapeng, even in front of unfamiliar outsiders, she would not show him any affection, even more poisonous.

"Not like! No! Dapeng doesn't have the wolfish ambition in the heart of a businessman in his eyes! He is a kind person."

"Mr. Qian, you think too highly of me, I can't stand it!" Everyone is willing to listen to good words and flattery. Shen Dapeng and Shen Dapeng combined can reach the age of "knowing the destiny", so how can they be refined?

"Life is like the sun on the western mountain, and wealth is like frost on the grass! Mr. Li Shutong wrote poems when he was about ten years old, you should have read them?" Qian Lao wrote this sentence before the preface of his "Li Shutong Biography". The poem, and handed it to Shen Dapeng, with a different kind of light in his eyes.

"This... This poem has been read, but I really didn't know that Mr. Li Shutong wrote it when he was ten years old. He has such a thorough understanding of life. No wonder he later became one of the four great monks in the Republic of China!"

Shen Dapeng felt emotional in his heart, but a sentence suddenly came to his mind, "The gods and horses are all floating clouds". Is it possible to understand Mr. Li Shutong's poem in this way? But he certainly wouldn't say what he thought, if Mr. Qian heard it, wouldn't he think he didn't respect his teacher?

"Dapeng, there is a cloud in the Buddha's words, colorless, formless, without anger and madness! I give you this poem by Mr. Li Shutong, and I also give you this "Biography of Li Shutong". I hope that young people will be less greedy, angry and ignorant. More truth, kindness and beauty!"

"Thank you, Mr. Qian!" Shen Dapeng took the book from Mr. Qian, looked at the line of verses on it, and muttered in his mouth, colorless, formless, anger and madness, but he didn't know if he could do it, at least, he was infatuated People who miss you can't forget it easily!

During the long journey, except for a few chats with Qian Laoneng, there was nothing interesting to do. We ate snacks and dozed off along the way, and occasionally walked around in a panic, looking out the window and rushing to the front of our homeland, and then went back to sleep.

Before dawn in the early morning, Mr. Qian and his wife got out of the car in Province L. While thanking Shen Dapeng and Wang Xueying, they left a pile of twisted twists and candied fruits from Jinjing for them to chat and express their thanks.

Shen Dapeng held the "Biography of Uncle Li" presented by Mr. Qian, and saw the above sentence "Life is like the sun on the west mountain, and wealth is like frost on the grass", and he suffered from insomnia.

In the whole life, rushing for dozens of years, can a "magic horse" really be regarded as a "floating cloud"?

As the train went northward, the temperature inside the train dropped significantly. The snow on both sides of the train became thicker and more fields. The train has entered the border of H province.