[Sense and Sensibility] Worth having

Willoughby tied up his horse, and then went up the stairs along the path. Margaret greeted him with a smile in front of the door, and he also gave a naughty military salute.Christo in the room took another three steps back and returned to her original position, because it was not easy to be talked to.Since Colonel Brandon didn't pay any attention to himself, as the third lady of the Dashwood family, she has no obligation to take the initiative to rescue her!

Flowers, canes, hats, dark red safari--Willoughby's attire and Colonel Blanton's attire almost seemed to have come from the same tailor in the same shop.In addition to the color of the clothes, there are some subtle differences, from the details of the neckline, Colonel Brandon's neckline is unadorned, while Willoughby chose a white bow tie and lace decoration.

The arrival of Willoughby made the atmosphere in the room suddenly heated up. When Marianne was lying on the sofa, her back was facing the door, but at this moment she turned her head happily, doing everything she could with her body. the maximum magnitude achieved.With such a sharp contrast, Christo couldn't help but look at Colonel Brandon's face, which was quite subtle.

The two men saluted briefly, and the colonel realized his unwelcome status. At the same time, he also noticed Christo standing in the corner. She also smiled, which was different from any smile he had seen before. Each is different, some sarcastic, some uninhibited.

This smile was fleeting in the dark of the room, and the girl once again put on a standard smile, which was more enthusiastic and...violent compared to when the two of them were by the lake before.

"Miss Marianne doesn't have a cold."

"You know my name!" Marianne said in surprise, the blush and big smile on her face couldn't be concealed, and she didn't want to hide it at all.

Eleanor stood between her and Willoughby, and Colonel Brandon was opposite her. Such a strange position made Miss Dashwood very embarrassed.She hoped that Colonel Brandon would resign on his own initiative, but she could not show such thoughts.

"Of course. My eyeliner is everywhere here, but you can't get close to nature. In this case, nature can only come to you." Willoughby took out the flowers hidden behind his back at the beginning, of course , this bouquet of flowers has long been discovered by the girls present and careful observation.

These are not flowers in the greenhouse. The roses brought by Colonel Brandon have been carefully cut out of thorns, with neat specifications and warm colors; while Mr. Willoughby's natural flowers are naturally wild flowers in the country.The flowers of various colors in the fields are carefully arranged by the flower senders, and they look colorful and youthful at first glance.

Marianne obviously preferred the latter, she said very directly: "I like wildflowers very much." Mrs. Dashwood on the side even smiled when she saw the interaction between the two young people.

Christo saw Eleanor take a lot of steps back, and her eldest sister finally knew the benefits of taking the initiative to fade out of sight.When Eleanor heard Marianne's words, she subconsciously looked at Colonel Brandon, and this time she was really embarrassed.

The wild flowers stayed in Marianne's hands for a while, and Eleanor finally couldn't stand it anymore, took a vase and walked over.Although Marianne's gaze never left Willoughby at all, she took the vase very precisely, inserted the flowers, and placed the flowers in the place closest to her.

"Colonel Brandon also sent flowers?" Willoughby's gaze stayed on another vase, and he reacted almost immediately, looking at Colonel Brandon.The colonel smiled stiffly.

"I met the colonel yesterday when I was taking a walk. I told him about Marianne's illness. I didn't expect the colonel to come over to visit me." Chrissie was almost done watching the show, and when she caught a moment, she stood up neatly to support her. Colonel explained.

Eleanor breathed a sigh of relief, and she immediately continued, "Thank you, Colonel, for your concern. This is Mr. Willoughby who saved Marianne yesterday."

"Yes, we know each other. I was visiting Colonel Brandon's house before it rained yesterday." Willoughby's words were a bit strange, and Christo hadn't completely lowered her head. Hearing this, she couldn't help being a little surprised looked at him.

"I'm just here to pay a visit. It seems that Miss Marianne is still in good condition. I'll take my leave first." Colonel Brandon said goodbye, and everyone had no intention of keeping her.

Eleanor looked at the performance of the crowd, and smiled reluctantly. As the eldest sister, she had to smooth things over: "Christopher, please send the colonel off." Because at this time, Mrs. Dashwood was still using a Looking at Willoughby with the eyes of his son-in-law, he just nodded perfunctorily to the colonel.

The so-called sending it off is just sending it to the end of the path.Christo walked around Mrs. Dashwood to the door.Everyone in the room continued to talk and laugh happily, and didn't care about the stay or stay of Christopher and Colonel Brandon.

"Mr. Willoughby is Marianne's savior, so everyone is very warm to him, and I ask the Colonel for your understanding."

"The savior always deserves special treatment. Miss Christo doesn't need to take this to heart." The colonel hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "I'm not bringing roses today..."

"About roses, when I was at Nolan Manor, my mother liked this kind of flower very much. Maybe Marianne saw it too much and didn't care about it. If Colonel Brandon is right Marianne... I think I can still I will help you to a certain extent. Personally, I think the colonel will be more suitable for Marianne."

Colonel Blanton is now sure that Christo is really upset. This girl always hides her thoughts and emotions so well that at first glance, she can accurately capture her thoughts, but a closer look is needed. .Yesterday's conversation seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg, and Christo showed a little bit, which already made the colonel feel amazing.

The colonel spoke quickly, because this short path was about to come to an end, he felt he wanted to say something.At this time, his merits did not help him in any way. Like all men who fell in love, he spoke simply and straightforwardly, without any metaphorical hints. "I think you've misunderstood me a bit. I don't think much of Miss Marianne. I actually..."

When Christo heard this, she already understood.She frowned, and this action made the colonel, who had been paying attention to her expression, stop abruptly.The colonel was a little uncertain whether it was the right thing to confess immediately, the opportunity was fleeting.

"What are you really?" Christo asked knowingly, and then she said with a look of sudden understanding: "Oh! We have already come here." She reached out and stroked Colonel Brandon's black horse.The black horse snorted cooperatively, and then planed its hooves.

The poor colonel had no choice but to swallow the second half of the sentence, and got on his horse with complicated emotions.

Christo smiled secretly, she had already understood what the Colonel had left behind.Not my own wishful thinking, this = is good news!She went to Colonel Brandon's horse, tugged at the hem of the colonel's coat and said, "As for Mr. Willoughby, next time I see you, I think I can hear your opinion."

The colonel couldn't help feeling like a bolt from the blue when he heard this. He carefully looked at Christo's face and didn't miss any of her expressions, but he still found nothing.He was a little uncertain about the meaning behind Christo's words, whether his love ended without a problem again.

Watching the man ride away on horseback, Chris walked back to the room in a good mood.She knew that there was no practical point in teasing the colonel like this, but at least it could help the colonel understand his own heart better.If there is no competition, it will not be cherished. For this reason, Christo is still willing to spend more time.

When I returned to the room, I heard Willoughby talking about his dog.How cute they are and how good at hunting.

"Then Mr. Willoughby's hounds must be as distinguished as your hunting skills?"

Willoughby turned around in surprise. Like everyone in the room, he was not sure how long Christo had been standing at the door. It seemed that the high-quality conversation atmosphere made them very immersed in it. "Oh Miss Crystal, I have to say that's the best compliment I can give, I mean, it's very heartening for a hunting man to praise his dogs and marksmanship. "

"Then, I think your prey must be very rich, since even Sir John is willing to invite you to hunt again and again." Christo paused, then looked at Willoughby: "I think you really thought that A cunning hunter, maybe sometimes seeing beautiful prey makes people... such as those beautiful little foxes, but I seem to have heard that foxes attract lions."

Christo's tone of voice often doesn't match what she says.Willoughby was taken aback for a moment, and he took Christo's words as a joke, so he also replied in a joking tone; "Is this a metaphor in that book? I don't think my actual hunting career I have never encountered such a miraculous scene.”

His gaze turned to the book on the coffee table, which was a collection of Shakespeare's poems, and he asked slightly pleasantly, "Who is reading Shakespeare's sonnets?"

Willoughby is definitely a conversationalist.The collection of poems and the colonel's flowers were on the small coffee table. He had seen it from the beginning, but he didn't say anything about it. Knowing that the topic turned to subtleties, he appropriately diverted everyone's attention.

"Me." Marianne smiled brightly at Willoughby, and finally talked about her favorite topic of literature, which made her overjoyed. She was eager to know whether her young savior was also well-versed in literature .

"Marianne read it to us," said Mrs. Dashwood with matter-of-factness.She is happy to see her daughter talking about some literary topics with the handsome man she thinks, so that the two young people can get to know each other better, isn't it?

"But, this collection of poems was obviously taken out when I was learning to write letters yesterday." Margaret showed her sense of presence at this moment, and she made everyone present embarrassed with just one sentence .

The author has something to say: the outline of this article is two maps, and now it is [plot line rural map].After that there will be 【Main Original London Map】.

I still hope to leave a lot of comments. There are so few collections. What do you think I wrote Leng Wentu?

Uh, actually when I was writing, Colonel Brandon’s prototype was AR, and I was saving HP’s manuscript at the same time,

As a result, I am always worried that my Wen colonel will become a professor... [Chest tightness]

※, Chapter 14

This does not include Christo.She glanced at the collection of poems on the table, and said meaningfully: "Margaret only used it yesterday, and Marianne loves it the most in our family."

"Which one do you like best?" asked Willoughby.

"I like No. 116." Marianne hurriedly answered without turning her head to stare at Margaret's sabotage.

"I will never admit that there will be any obstacle to the union of two true hearts; love is not true love, if you turn the steering wheel when you see someone change...it will stand tall until the end of the end..." Willoughby can recite it quite fluently , His emotional voice made everyone immersive.

Under Marianne's surprised eyes, Christo interjected again. "If I say this wrongly and it is proved to be false, even if I haven't written poetry, no one has really loved."

——These are the last two lines of this poem, and they are also the most classic lines.People who are passionately in love often like the gorgeous poems in front, while rational people carefully ponder the warning meaning of the last two sentences, a kind of emotion flowing with banter and helplessness.Shakespeare's poems are beyond reproach the moment they are written. Different people have different opinions. Yes, there will always be only that Shakespeare.

"That's right, it seems that Miss Christophe also likes Shakespeare's poems very much." Willoughby was not dissatisfied by the interruption, he asked in a very gentlemanly manner: "What does Miss Christophe think of this poem?" poetry?"

"Obviously—" Christo drew her tone, her amber eyes narrowed slightly, and then she said slowly, "I only like the last two sentences."

"You must memorize all the books."

"Of course not, I only know this one, and I still listen to Marianne's reading." Christo replied without hesitation.Would she not need to communicate with Willoughby about these things.

"Miss Christophe. I am a very straightforward and enthusiastic person. Maybe my straightforwardness and my unrestrained emotions will cause you some misunderstandings, but please believe that my intentions must be good. If you If you are dissatisfied with me, you can tell me directly, I will be happy to correct my irrationality, and I will also be grateful to you."

"I think you have misunderstood. I have no dissatisfaction with you. I am also a straightforward person like you. I just feel a little surprised that a young gentleman like you should recite Shakespeare's poems by heart." You are so detailed, and you also have a hobby of hunting. I just want to sigh a little bit for your rich experience and charming wisdom. In addition, I am not good at words, so when I am nervous, I will not express my words. Generous and kind sir! Please believe that, I am grateful to you, you are such a gentleman who rescued my sister in distress."

Christo can also say beautiful words, and she doesn't mind saying such words on this occasion.It was Willoughby who wanted to struggle, whether Christo was not good at words when she said this, or was she secretly sarcastic. Smart people always think a lot, and they are used to thinking that others are stupid.

"Christo, I remember you seem to have something to do." Marianne reminded Kristo with some dissatisfaction. These words were simply telling Kristo, stop looking for trouble here, and disappear as soon as possible.

"I do have some things to do, in fact, I want to make a kite, so that I can find something to do for myself in the sunny days ahead. You know, I don't have Marianne's excellent literary talent and appreciation. .” Christo finished with a half-smile, and she slowly walked up the stairs.

"Ah! Kite! I saw related texts in the study. It is said that this came from the east. You know how to do it, Christo!"

"No, I also read about it in a book. I just want to try it. Anyway, I have the materials at home, and it doesn't take much experience to make it. If you want to play, come with me. I think you can still help I'm busy, at worst I'll let you play for a while."

Margaret hesitated for a moment, and then made a choice between the kite and Mr. Willoughby.Poor Mr. Willoughby has been abandoned, and the kite is more attractive to the little girl.She pedaled up the stairs, remembered only halfway there, and saluted Willoughby—as Willoughby had done to her earlier at the door.

One of the two sisters made trouble on purpose to find a place for Colonel Brandon, and the other made trouble unconsciously. After doing all this, they ran to their room in a very tacit understanding.

The conversation on the first floor gradually returned to normal content.Mr. Willoughby did not lose the interest of the conversation by such an incident.On the contrary, without interruption, he and Marianne talked freely about Cooper and Scott, and commented on their excellence, without worrying about two people who did not understand literature.As for the existence of Mrs. Dashwood and Eleanor, it depends on what they think.

Christo upstairs found materials and tools such as scissors and rattan.It was the first time in her two lifetimes that she tried to make.Although she has flown a kite before, what is needed more is hands-on ability and...creativity.

She tied a simple diamond-shaped outline, and after confirming that it was firm, she began to paste bamboo paper layer by layer. The gorgeous version could not be made, but the finished product of the simple version was quite neat and firm.

The kite line can be made of cotton thread. Chris thought about it and added a few strips of paper to the kite. The kites I saw before were all like this. It should not only be a decoration, but also play a stabilizing role. .

When Christo made the kite, she was also very uncertain, but she didn't like to hesitate to do things, so her movements were smooth and smooth, and laymen thought she had done this before.That's what Margaret thought. She looked at Christo admiringly, and then she had a flash of inspiration and said, "Sister, do you think we can spend something on the kite. It's so beautiful."

"Then what do you want to draw?" What Christ thought was, this kite is so simple to make, if it can't fly, it will be fun.But after hearing Margaret's suggestion, she still found the gouache and mixed the paint in the plate.

The gouache* in the house is clumped, but it will not affect the rough painting, but Eleanor is busy with the management of the house, and has not painted for some time.And Edward, who everyone thought would definitely visit here, never showed up. Christo recently saw Eleanor sitting there in a daze. She felt that Edward's matter had become the eldest sister's mind.This time I made kites, of course, I did my own painting, so let the elder sister distract her attention.

"Then you can draw me."

"Looking back, a handsome gentleman picked up a kite with a broken string. When we find our house, we will hand you over." Chris Duo adjusted the gouache, looked down at herself in the messy cabinet The charcoal pen, the gouache should be used sparingly. She is good at sketching. If Margaret wants to draw characters, she doesn't need to color too much.

"Hey... Christo, you actually made me happy!" Margaret realized it now, and she didn't realize until now that Christo spoke with a standard expression and tone separated.She was making fun of herself just now!

After laughing and laughing for a while, Christo found a stool seriously, told Margaret to do it properly, tidied up her clothes, and then - finished her masterpiece very quickly.It was less than 10 minutes before and after.

Feeling that she was being deceived, Margaret took Christo's hand to snatch her work. Christo had the advantage of height, and she raised the kite so that Margaret couldn't reach it.

Until Margaret's little face flushed anxiously.Only then did her narrow-minded sister let go of her hand mercifully, and handed her the kite. ——Black and white characters, simple outlines, but full of charm.The Dashwoods agreed that Eleanor was the best painter, but she continued to paint in gouache and oil, and mostly landscapes.An alley work as fast and expressive as Krystal's is amazing.

"Well...it seems!" The little girl suddenly felt that her sister was simply mysterious.She asked: "Christopher, what else can you do? Why do I think you can't do anything?"

"..." Christo restrained her smile, took back the kite, and then secretly wiped the shadow twice, the similarity was reduced, and she took this opportunity to teach Margaret a lesson: "A lady wants to Proficient in music, singing, painting, dancing, and modern languages. Her appearance, gait, voice intonation, and expression of conversation must all have a certain quality. In addition to all these, she should also have a little real talent, read more books, Increase intelligence.*”

"joke!"

"Why are you joking? This is what my tutors used to say when I was a child. It is said that the noble ladies in London also demand themselves according to this standard." Although the lives of those miserable girls are definitely better than their own, Shang The next time they wrote to say that breeches are popular in London!

"But, if there is such a powerful lady, why..." Margaret was a little puzzled, but she just vaguely felt that if a lady really possessed so many qualities and talents, then she would win How powerful is his husband.

Christo felt that this topic was not good for her. There was really no need for her younger sister to think about it. If she didn't want to, she might not feel injustice and pain. It is also a kind of happiness to live a peaceful life.So, she hurriedly used her geography knowledge to attract the little girl's attention and make her forget about it.Fortunately, children have a relatively large forgetfulness, and soon became fascinated by the sailing stories.

Margaret then completed the making of the second kite alone under the guidance of Christo, while Christo searched everywhere for the cotton thread left over from her manual work. Just not having fun.Although cotton thread is not as strong as nylon, the current productivity cannot make nylon.

"Let's draw a map on this kite. I will draw it. I will draw a map of the world!"

The navigator's dream will eventually be shot down by reality, and now, her sister is still young, she just needs to enjoy her childhood freely.Christo was also a child with dreams in the earliest days, and her dream was still to be a pirate.Childhood is a gift from God.

The author has something to say: *Watercolor painting is a kind of painting made with water and transparent pigments.The color is transparent, and one layer of color over another layer can produce special effects. In the 18th and 19th centuries, European watercolor painting was approaching perfection.By the end of the 19th century, watercolor painting had developed a complete and independent system.

*Kites have been around for a long time, such as Franklin's kite experiment.

Will these small asterisks deepen the style of the article? O(∩_∩)O~

I recently acquired two English books on British culture, and I'm still trying to decipher them.