Southern Tibet Evening Star

Xu Nanheng is still a thousand kilometers away from Lhasa. He drove more and more irritably, got out of the car to smoke and found that there was no fire in his pocket. When he was so annoyed that he wanted to kick the tires, a man wiped away the grinding wheel, and flames jumped out and reached the end of his cigarette. Under the evening star, this was the only face that Xu Nanheng looked at in the past few months. "Are you going to Lhasa?" Fang Shiyou asked, "Can you take me with you? My car is broken down here. Please tell me a price." Xu Nanheng squinted: "Five hundred." Fang Shiyou: "You are still a warm-hearted person." ... Damn it, it's too little. · Xu Nanheng taught in Tibet for one year. The young master from the capital has never seen such a beautiful sky. He especially liked the evening stars on the blue sky of the lake on the southern Tibetan Plateau when it was almost dark. Teacher Xu was tall and handsome, holding a textbook and standing there looking up at the stars. The wind was gentle and the clouds were light, and the Milky Way was slightly rippled. Fang Shiyou was neither far nor close to him, staring at him with burning eyes. Fang Shiyou felt that this was probably Gongzi Wushuang. In fact, when Teacher Xu looked up at the stars, he also wanted to sigh some poems and songs. Unfortunately, he was a math teacher and his literary background was as thin as paper. He just said quietly: "Oh my cervical vertebra." Fang Zhiyou:. ·The evening stars on the southern Tibetan Plateau will ride on the wind to sleep· Supporting teacher (accepted)/Tibet-aiding doctor (engaged) #Occasionally bicker and often kiss# Purpose: To teach and educate people, to save lives and heal the wounded