Ang Lee's sudden decision to make a swing on the spot was definitely not on a whim. It was because he needed some time in Gibraltar. Since he had nothing to do at the moment, he might as well use this time to do something interesting. Anyway, making a simple swing was not a difficult task. To Ang Lee, this was a piece of cake.
The soldiers under his command quickly cut down many branches and a large number of vines. Ang Lee casually drew a model of the swing on the ground. Then, he asked the soldiers to follow the drawing and immediately build a new swing between the two trees.
As it was not difficult to make a simple swing, the soldiers under Ang Lee's command quickly completed the simple swing according to Ang Lee's request.
"Assistant Minister Li, the swing is ready."
A soldier reported.
Ang Lee looked at the swing and said with satisfaction, "Very good, very good. You have worked hard. Go and rest!"
"Xiaolu, how is it? Do you like it?"
Ang Lee looked at Li Xiaolu and said.
Li Xiaolu looked at the newly made swing and said happily, "I like it, I like it very much. This swing is really well made. It's much better than the ones we played on when we were young. It's also more beautiful and sturdy."
"Haha! I made this casually. It's actually better than the ones you played on when you were young. Come, sit on it and feel it. "
Ang Lee said.
Li Xiaolu walked over happily. As it was a newly made swing, there were still many details that had not been taken care of, especially the seat made of branches. It was still oozing green juice.
Before Li Xiaolu sat down, Ang Lee very considerately put the warm clothes he brought on the branches of the simple swing. Not only was it clean, but it also prevented Li Xiaolu's butt from being pricked by the branches. It was extremely considerate!
"Sit tight, I'll push you."
After Li Xiaolu sat down, Ang Lee stood behind her and gently pushed the swing, increasing the strength step by step.
At this moment, Li Xiaolu was immersed in the memories of the past. Ang Lee was also immersed in the memories. After all, they had both experienced the fun of childhood, especially the swing. They had played it before and naturally had good memories.
Those who liked to play on swings were all children in their childhood. After they grew up, it was difficult for people to like playing on swings anymore. After all, adults had too many things to do, and there were also a lot of things to worry about. Therefore, they could not be like their childhood where they could do whatever they wanted. In addition, people would not have much interest in swings after they grew up. After all, there were more interesting things than playing on swings, and adults knew that.
Li Xiaolu swayed and recalled for an hour. She did not speak, and Ang Lee did not disturb her because Ang Lee was also in the memories.
Li Xiaolu could only recall her childhood in this life, but what Ang Lee could recall included the previous life. The content of the memories was much more than Li Xiaolu.
She remembered that in the previous life, Ang Lee liked to play on the swing the most when he was a child. Of course, it was not that he liked to play on the swing, but he liked to play with a certain child, a group of beautiful girls. Ang Lee felt very happy to play with these girls.
This seemed to show that Ang Lee had a love for beauty since he was a child. He liked beautiful girls. Being able to play with beautiful girls made Ang Lee feel very happy.
Those familiar smiling faces from his childhood, it was as if it was just yesterday. These were really too nostalgic.
Of course, there were also many memories in this life when he came to the Tang dynasty. However, these memories did not seem to belong to Ang Lee, but they were still very nostalgic.
"Assistant Minister Li, the sun has begun to set without us noticing. Time flies! Should we go back? "
Li Xiaolu stopped recalling and looked back at Ang Lee. Seeing that Ang Lee was lost in thought, she interrupted Ang Lee.
Ang Lee was suddenly stunned. He was surprised to find that it was already late. However, there was still some time before nightfall, so he did not want to go back yet.
"Xiaolu, we are not far from the top of the mountain. Let's go to the top of the mountain and have a look!"
Ang Lee said.
Li Xiaolu nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to the top of the mountain. We used to play on the top of the mountain. Standing on the highest mountain, we can see the entire Gibraltar clearly."
"Well, let's go. Tell me, what did you like to play when you were young?"
Ang Lee asked as they walked to the top of the mountain.
Li Xiaolu naturally did not hide anything. She told him everything that happened when she was young, such as mixing mud, making clay figurines, climbing trees to get bird eggs, shooting birds with a slingshot, and so on. However, many of them were played by her friends. She just stood aside and watched. For example, Li Xiaolu was a girl. Naturally, she could not play with a slingshot. She could only watch others play.
Listening to these little stories, Ang Lee felt especially happy. This was because at least eighty percent of the playstyles that Li Xiaolu described were very familiar to Ang Lee. They were all things that Ang Lee had personally experienced.
Soon, the two reached the top of the mountain, the highest point of Gibraltar. Standing there, they could see the entire Gibraltar.
There were many trees on the mountain of Gibraltar. However, there were no trees at the highest point. This was why people could stand there and enjoy the surrounding scenery.
Three sides were the sea, and only one side was connected to land. This terrain was very good for defense. This was also the main reason why Ang Lee chose this place as his base.
"Xiaolu, how do you feel standing here?"
Ang Lee looked at Li Xiaolu and asked.
Li Xiaolu smiled and said, "Very good, I feel very good!"
"I'm asking you how do you feel? How do you feel?"
Ang Lee continued to ask.
Li Xiaolu thought for a moment and said, "I just feel that the scenery is very good. I can see the sea on three sides, and I can also see the big ships in the bay. The wind is also very comfortable."
After saying that, she reached out and hugged nature, feeling the warm sea breeze.
Ang Lee smiled when he heard that. This was a typical woman's way of thinking. She liked the scenery and feeling. However, Ang Lee's state of mind was obviously different from Li Xiaolu's.
Standing at the highest point of Gibraltar, Ang Lee did not see the scenery, but the mountains and rivers. The sea in the distance, the trees nearby, and the large number of ships in the bay. These were all beautiful scrolls of mountains and rivers. The more he looked at them, the more comfortable he felt.
More or less, people would have some obsessive-compulsive disorder. They would want the world to run according to their will. However, if they wanted to be a commoner, it was obviously very unrealistic to want the world to run according to their will. However, if they wanted to be a monarch, then they could make the world run according to their will.
As long as one was a man with ambition, they would have such thoughts. They would think about how to conquer the world and make everyone in the world run according to their will.
Why did many people choose to be hermits? It was because the current social order in which they lived was different from what they imagined. They could not accept it at all. Therefore, they chose to escape from such a society and live the life they wanted to live.
There were also many idealistic poets in the later generations who chose to end their lives by committing suicide. That was because this world was not what they imagined it to be, and they could not accept it no matter what. Living in a world that was not what they imagined it to be, they might as well go to the ideal world that they liked earlier.
Therefore, it was not a good thing for a person to be too idealistic. It was easy to make it difficult for one to survive in the current society, and even create a mentality of despair.
People needed to adapt to society, and not let the society adapt to them. This order could not be wrong. Otherwise, it was easy to cause big problems.
Of course, when a person had absolute power or had reliable power to rely on, he could also change the world. However, it was very difficult to do so, and it was likely to cause great trouble for himself.
For example, Shang Yang of the Great Qin Empire, in order to change the backward appearance of the Qin Empire, with the support of Qin Xiaogong, he completely reversed the backward appearance of the Qin Empire through the reform. He made the Great Qin Empire the most powerful country in Hua Xia. Finally, he unified the entire Hua Xia, so that the people of Hua Xia would no longer have to suffer the pain of falling apart.
However, after Qin Xiaogong died, Shang Yang also suffered a great deal. In the end, he was torn apart by a carriage and died. His ending was tragic. This was the backlash of forcefully pushing for change. If he could be a little gentler and leave a little leeway for his privileges, his ending would definitely not be so bad.
After Ang Lee came to the Tang dynasty, he also carried out a lot of policies, especially for the development of industrialization. He made a lot of suggestions to the imperial court. However, Ang Lee's suggestions were relatively mild. Their purpose was to mobilize the enthusiasm of the people to work. Moreover, they did not excessively harm the interests of the rich and powerful. Therefore, they naturally did not encounter too much opposition.
Therefore, Li An felt that he had to be gentle when governing the country. He could not use too strong of a medicine. Otherwise, even if the illness was cured, it would cause more serious consequences. At the very least, it would bring him a lot of trouble. A person's life was only a few decades. Why should he make life difficult for the entire society?
"The country is so beautiful. It's really beautiful!"
Li An couldn't help but sigh.
Li Xiaolu heard this and said, "I know what the country means. It means rivers and mountains. It means the world. Am I right?"
Ang Lee said with a smile, "Very good. You said too much. That's the meaning of the country."
"The country is so beautiful. Does it mean that the whole world is beautiful? Am I right? "
Li Xiaolu continued.
Ang Lee nodded and said, "Yes, you said it very well. That's what it means. The country is every inch of land. The country is so beautiful. Look, this is the country of the Tang dynasty. How beautiful it is! I really want to compose a poem! "
"I'm listening."
Ang Lee thought for a while and said, "The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow fluttering. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless land. Above and below the Great River, there are surging waves. The mountains dance like silver snakes, the plains like wax elephants, trying to compete with the sky. On a clear day, dressed in red and white, it's exceptionally enchanting. The country is so beautiful that countless heroes bow down to it. Emperor Xi, Emperor Wu of Han, lost in literary talent. Emperor Tang, Emperor Song, lost in style. Genghis Khan, the Heavenly Son of a generation, only knew how to shoot a big eagle with a bow. The past is the past. Counting the heroes, it depends on the present. "
This was not composing a poem, but reciting a poem. Although Ang Lee was quite talented, his ability to compose poems was really average. Therefore, when he encountered a better scenery, the first thing that came to his mind was not to compose a poem, but to retrieve a poem from his memory and recite it directly. This way, it was much easier than racking his brain to compose a poem.
Although this was suspected of plagiarism, the poems that Ang Lee recited were all poems from later generations. Naturally, it would not be exposed. Moreover, Li Xiaolu was a European and did not know much about the culture of the Tang dynasty. She could not understand many poems at all. At most, she could only listen to the feeling.
Of course, there was another reason. Ang Lee's level of composing poems was very average. Compared with the great figures of ancient and modern China, the gap was too big. If he used his own low level to compose a poem, he would not have that special feeling. However, it was different when he recited the poems of famous people. After all, the poems of famous people were very good. They were easy to read and gave people a kind of motivation to strive forward.
Assistant Minister Li's composing poems is really fast. He almost did not think much and composed the poems. That's really amazing. When can I be so amazing? I heard that there were many scholars in the Tang dynasty who took a long time to compose poems. Assistant Minister Li is so much better than them. "
Li Xiaolu praised. Obviously, she did not know that Ang Lee's poems were all recited. It could also be said that they were plagiarized. If she knew the truth, she would probably despise Ang Lee.
Ang Lee said with a smile, "It can't be helped! Who knows why I'm so talented? I was born so talented. It's impossible for others not to envy me! Sigh! "
"Assistant Minister Li, since you are so talented, why are you sighing?"
Li Xiaolu asked.
Ang Lee looked up at the sky and said, "You don't understand. People who are too talented also have their troubles. That is, they are too lonely. After all, there are too few talented people. Therefore, it's not easy to find a talented confidant!"
"Oh, it seems so."
Li Xiaolu nodded. She could barely understand many poems. Naturally, she could not be Ang Lee's confidant in literature and art. At most, she could be Ang Lee's confidant physically or emotionally. In terms of talent, she was not qualified at all.
It was not safe to walk at night, especially on the rugged mountain roads. Therefore, when the sky was about to turn dark, Ang Lee decisively took Li Xiaolu down the mountain. At least, they had to reach their residence before the sun completely set.
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