Vol 4 Chapter 957: Colorful clouds chasing the moon

Cultural aggression has always been a long-term job. To cultivate cultural aggression against others without mass killing is basically not much different from dreaming.
Beckham did not expect to teach the children of the tribes, and people immediately abandoned their national traditions. But Beckham has an absolute advantage. She is a child herself, and there are eight other children behind her.
After some research, in the case of Xu Yizhen’s surprise, Beckham began to introduce the situation of Datang to the children in the tribe through translation.
She didn't say anything about the fields, the mountains without the hustle and bustle, and the rivers that didn't mention it. She said that there are countless honey to eat, fat but not greasy braised pork, slid a few hundred steps of sleds in the snow, and turned to find the labyrinth of the way out, it looks It becomes a mirror of various shapes.
Plus beautiful clothes, water can be used to shoot a long distance water gun, a variety of huge animals in the cage, jump into the lake will not sink.
The children in the tribe listened to what Beckham introduced and imagined a dreamlike fairy tale world, one by one full of yearning for Datang.
Xu Yizhen thinks this is a kind of deception. He admits that Datang does have everything that Beckham said, especially braised pork. This thing is also a luxury for adults. It is not something that can be eaten every day. It’s a good life to eat a meal.
Children can eat because they are in the school, there are a number of businessmen in support, the merchants' ideas are very simple, into four categories, one feels that they have paid, and the local children have received their own favors. Then there will be things in the future, the local adults will help.
This kind of person Xu Yizhen feels that it is too direct, but can not be attacked, people's ideas are simple, and really did.
The two are famous and they are also for the sale of their own homes. This part is generally a merchant who makes daily necessities. They don't take money, and people don't go to their stores to buy things.
The three are bought and sold. They need more money loans to complete the operation of the funds, do not take money, the review will be stricter than the merchants who take the money, especially in the absence of physical mortgage, the credit loan does not want to think, one is unwilling to be Datang What credibility does the child risk the loving businessman have? Social responsibility, that's not to talk about it.
The fourth is that there is money in the family. I like children very simply. I just want to see the smiles of my children.
The complexity of human nature can't be said. Xu Yizhen knows that in such a complicated human society. People who are not from Datang have come to Datang. It is no different from dreaming to enjoy the same benefits.
Right now, a group of children are filled with hope by Xiaobei. One by one, they learn the language and words of Datang, but the result of waiting for them is that even if they enter the Datang, they want to go to school and take money because there is already A lot of outsiders started doing this.
For example, Luo and the wealthy people in Japan, when they were not invited by Datang, took the initiative to exchange the money they earned in their own country in Datang Qianzhuang in their own country. Bring your child to Datang, just to let your child have a good future.
Xu Yizhen feels that as a powerful country, it is wrong to bully other small tribes. It should show more generosity, and they are really utilitarian.
He intends to talk to Xiaobei nine people, at least not to continue to deceive others. Otherwise, the conscience will not go.
"Snow-white paper is very precious. It is more precious than the leather and cloth you used to write. Let you see what I used for my children."
When Xu Yizhen was ready to talk to a few people, he took a book. Very simple white book, the outer skin is a jumbled ink painting with two lines on it. It is 'not a bit cold, and the plum blossoms are fragrant,' and the words are the same as plum blossoms. .
Xu Yizhen has never heard of anyone who wrote this sentence, and he does not know the name of the thin gold body.
The only thing he admits is that it makes sense, and it's a good one. It's about content or fonts.
But now this is not the focus, the focus is on the publicity of Beckham.
"As long as you arrive at Datang, you can also have the opportunity to use such a beautiful paper, white is not white? Come, let our little sister write a few words." Beckham handed a pencil to the bead next to it.
The beads are very embarrassing, do not like to talk, like Xiaohai, when they are together, they have a common language, often Xiaozhu helps Xiaohai draw, and beads always can draw a small sea calculation very casually. The line is very accurate, so Xiaohai recognizes this future daughter-in-law, and always helps the beads calculate the scale of a painting, especially the golden line, which is called one.
Brushing a few times, in the cooperation of Xiaoyuan, the beads write the words on the white paper, the content is simple, it is a children's song written by Xiaoyuan, but when he said the song, Xiaoyuan looked at Xu Yiqi. .

Is it very good?
Beckham went on to carry out his own cultural aggression.
"Little ~ Beijie, what?" A child from a tribe than Beckham asked with his words.
Normally, he should ask 'Sister Beckham, what is written', but the culture of Tang, which he is not familiar with, the word that overlaps with his sister, calls the distance far away, and the close person usually only calls one. Words, brothers, sisters, grandfathers, overlapping usages and personally, that is to use, is to call brother and sister, brother in front of him, is a brother, and then pick up the sister, sister placed in front, is a sister, and then called brother.
The children in the tribe know the profoundness of Chinese culture. They can only understand what they have learned.
Xu Yizhen did not correct the name of others. What he is thinking about now is what Xiaoyuan wrote.
In fact, even if Xiaoyuan wrote, one two three four five six seven, seven six five four three two one, Xu Yizhen would not laugh at him, he did not dare, he did not want to be taught by Xiaoyuan again.
Xu Yizhen knows that people are so strange. When a person has millions of people, he wears a sloppy dress, and others will praise it. If a person has a few money, he must wear silk. It is also a mockery when others see it.
When writing an article, a person who can write classical literature, even if he uses the popular language in the process of writing, the person who looks at it will not belittle him, because he knows what he has, and if he can't even write classically. I have to pretend to write, even if I use a few words that look very decent in the article, others will look down.
It can be seen by reading the text, it is very simple. Different contexts use different words, and they are just ridiculous.
Xu Yizhen knows the meaning of Xiaoyuan, even if it is a children's song, he still has to take it seriously.
Beckham looked at the children's song written by Xiao Yuan, and Xiaoqiang, who was next to him, gave a wink, and Xiaoqiang immediately took out a harmonica from the bag.
"The color cloud written by my sister chased the moon and started." Xiaobei nodded and gestured.
‘咪唆~咪来哆唆拉哆~哆. Hey, hey.哆,哆哆,唆哆,哆,哆哆,唆~拉哆来咪唆拉~~~.......’
Xiao Qiang took a short prelude and immediately went into the main spin.
Beckham began to recite songs when the first sound of 唆~拉哆来米唆拉~~~’ began.
"We just met each other and played to the river. The sand piled high and the mud was on the face. You said that I was naughty. I said you are awkward. A lollipop, biting open in half. Laughing and laughing, It’s the same sweetness in the mouth. One day, you said you have to go far. The finger pulls the hook, the landscape is also missing. I don’t know why, I don’t know what year. I’m not forgetting the beach, there is water ripples. The moon is too late. Hidden to reveal the present. Caiyun chasing the moon, only one heart."
‘唆哆,哆,哆哆.唆哆,哆,哆哆,唆~拉哆来咪唆拉~~~拉哆拉唆咪唆...’
Xiaoqiang's harmonica just happened to enter the next paragraph at this time. At the same beginning, the difference is that the harmonica is added to the monophonic accompaniment. It sounds like some other chords like blues and tango rhythm.
The children in the tribe don't know what the song is. They just feel that they are very sad, especially the content translated into the commentary. Many of the little guys thought of leaving, their mouths screamed and their eyes were red.
Xu Yi said that he had heard this song, Caiyun chased the moon, and many places in Datang played and sang, and filled in the words. He always felt that the song made by Wang Hao was very beautiful. The beginning is still high ~ tide, it is the same, the whole song is the same as the waves, layered.
And he will, and get the applause of other generations of the same generation, especially when you are happy.
But until today, I realized that this color cloud chasing the moon is not a happy song at all. It is a kind of song that is far away from each other and difficult to see. The layers that are stacked are not the waves, but the lingering of the heart. Xiao Yuan used a song to complete the true meaning of this song. The monotone vibrato, accented sound and post-accompaniment used by Xiaoqiang harmonica express this feeling of remorse.
"Everyone heard it, saw it? Is such a paper good?" Xiaobei asked like a child, laughing and asking the children.
Xu Yizhen felt that her chest was stuffy and her stomach was uncomfortable. She wanted to vomit a blood out of her body and relieve the body from decompression. Without such a play, I want to die. Can you do this? The key now is whether the color cloud chasing the moon is good? It is not his white paper, can you tell the difference between the primary and secondary?
Xu Yizhen feels sad for Xiaoyuan, secretly, Xiaoyuan, is your role just to match white paper? You don't know how well you understand the feelings of Choiyun Chasing the Moon, how many people who regard it as a music piece?
Looking at the children in the tribe, Xu Yiqi has a balance in his heart. Sure enough, the children did not think about the white paper. They were also affected by the harmonica accompaniment. The ones have not recovered yet. I was thinking about playing together, and then I was different. After that, I could only chase the moon like a colorful cloud, but I couldn’t catch up.
"Depend on your brother, you are doing it, you help, tell them, is this paper good?" Beckham's voice suddenly came.
"Well... right?" Xu Yiyin moved.

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