"Watermelon, sweet and sandy watermelon......"

In the previous calligraphy and painting booth, Lian Ge sat behind the long table, and didn't draw anything more, just listened to the hustle and bustle on his side, and looked at the bustling and different pedestrians and tourists walking in front of him.

On the left side of the stall, not far away is a man who buys watermelons, an old farmer-like person, wearing a straw hat on his head, pushing a tricycle parked on the side of the road, with some watermelons in the car, and cutting one for display.

Not far from the right side of the stall, there is a woman selling snacks and spring rolls, while wrapping spring rolls, while talking to customers, customers are also standing aside to eat, while responding,

“...... You're here for a tour, aren't you?"

"Sort of...... Come out for a walk, I don't know how to get here......"

The customer who ate the spring rolls was a woman in her thirties, her hair was a little disheveled, just tied with a leather band, and she didn't comb it much.

"Why did you come here alone? The stall owner wrapped a spring roll and handed it to the female customer.

“...... A ...... alone At least be comfortable. The female customer was silent for a moment, then shook her head.

"Also, if you want a few people to come out to play, you have to follow the others and see where they want to go. ”

The stall owner answered, and then asked out loud,

"Have you seen this Yellow Crane Tower, how do you feel?"

"Seen it......" the female customer nodded.

......

Listening to the words ringing in his ears with the breeze on both sides, Lian Ge quietly looked at the pedestrians passing in front of him,

Or a family traveling with children, or an elderly person who supports each other, a traveler, or a couple snuggling.

And at this very moment,

A man in a suit and carrying a briefcase seemed to be just passing by the entrance of the scenic spot, and walked along the road in a hurry.

After passing the stall where Lian Ge was, he seemed to think of something, paused, and walked back to the stall.

“...... Brother, your stall sells paintings, right?"

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge turned his gaze and glanced at the man in front of the stall,

Maybe he was in too much of a hurry before, and the man still had sweat on his forehead. At this moment, the look on his face was a little anxious,

"Yes. Retracting his gaze, Lian Ge nodded.

"Is there a ready-made one, I'll have one. The man glanced at the table top, then at the back of Lian Ge, and couldn't help asking,

"What do you want? Lian Ge glanced at the man and said.

"I'm in a ......hurry," the man hesitated.

"Soon. Lian Ge said in a calm tone,

"Okay then......" The man hesitated, raised his wrist again, looked at the time, and nodded.

"What do you want to paint. ”

Lian Ge got up again from the stool, took away the paperweight, lifted the brush, and asked at the same time,

"You can look at it, you can draw some landscapes. The man said a little anxiously,

Hearing this, Lian Ge raised his head, glanced at the man, and after a pause, he retracted his gaze, the brush in his hand fell on the paper, and the ink smudged open.

“...... Brother, are you in such a hurry, are you in a hurry to go home?"

While putting down the pen, Lian Ge asked out loud,

"It's not. It seems that he has made the decision to wait for the painting to be finished, although the man still raised his wrist to look at the time, but the anxious look on his face eased a little,

"I made an appointment to meet with a client and rushed to meet him. ”

"It's noon, don't you finish eating?"

Lian Ge's pen changed, dipped in ink, and asked out loud at the same time,

"Then little brother, didn't you go to dinner, look at these stall owners, aren't they still guarding the stalls?"

The man responded with a smile, and then, the smile on his face faded away, and he shook his head,

"I can wait, the customer can wait, miss this order...... My family is counting on me to live, so how can I not be in a hurry?"

"Then man, are you still stopping to buy this painting?"

Lian Ge's brushstrokes fell on the drawing paper, and he smiled slightly,

"May I ask, brother, where are you going to hang this painting?"

Hearing this, the man fell silent, followed closely, and shook his head again,

“...... Some time ago, my daughter got sick and was admitted to the hospital. The ward is on the twentieth floor, and when you look out of the window, you can only see other high-rise buildings far away.

She has been in that ward for more than a month, and when I went to see her yesterday, she told me that she wanted to go out, she didn't want to stay in the ward, she wanted to go to the park to see butterflies, to see flowers...... But she had vital signs monitoring equipment attached to her, and she couldn't even get out of the ward......

She just looked at me, at me...... But I couldn't do anything about it...... I couldn't even say anything to say no to her, I ......"

The man spoke, silent again,

"So, dude, are you going to hang the painting in the hospital room?"

"I thought about buying a painting and a few other things to decorate her ward so that she could at least be a little happier. The man nodded,

Hearing this, Lian Ge's actions paused,

Putting down the ink-stained brush, Lian Ge lifted the red ink-stained red pen and added some other colors to the painting.

......

“...... Little brother, how long will it take, I'm afraid it's really too late. ”

There was silence, and after a moment of distraction, the man raised his wrist again, looked at the time, and couldn't help asking,

"Alright. ”

Lian Ge smiled, put down the pen in his hand, looked at the man in front of the stall and said,

"Let's see, see how it goes,"

Lian Ge said, turning the picture down, facing the man in front of the stall,

When the man heard the sound, he couldn't help but lower his head and look at the painting,

Immediately after, the man was stunned,

I saw, painted,

The mountains that occupy the most of the painting are the continuous mountains, which are outlined in ink and smudged layer by layer, highlighting the thickness of the mountains.

The mountains are towering and continuous, stretching from near to far away, dividing the whole picture into two parts.

In the upper part of the painting, behind the mountains, above the sky, clouds are lingering, and the wind is howling, and the rain is invading the back of the mountain, as if it wants to destroy the mountain as well.

In the lower part of the painting, in the corner, the dark clouds and showers seem to be isolated by the mountains, and above the sky, the rain has cleared, the clouds have been dispersed, and a ray of sunlight is swaying down from the clouds.

That ray of sunshine is shining in the corner, at the foot of the mountain, on a flower recently,

The flower seems to be swaying gently in the breeze, and a butterfly is resting on the flower, and that flower, and the butterfly, are the only colored parts of the whole painting.

......

The man's gaze was caught by the continuous mountain at first sight, and looking at the mountain, it seemed that there was a faint inexplicable feeling.

It felt like the mountain was tired, but it was still standing there.

Immediately afterwards, the man saw the flower, and he understood why the mountain was so tired and did not dare to fall down.

Because he was afraid that when he fell, he would hit the flower, and he was afraid that when he fell, the wind and rain on the other side of the mountain would blow into the valley and overwhelm the flower.

“...... Little brother, what's the name of this painting? ”

Looking at the painting, the man couldn't help but ask,

"It depends on what you're looking at. ”

Lian Ge smiled,

"If you're looking at a mountain, then this painting should be called responsibility. If you see the flower, and the clouds and light in the sky, then the painting is called rain and sunshine. ”

Glancing at the man, Lian Ge said with a smile and sat down behind the long table again,

"Responsibility...... Sunny days after the rain......"

The man listened to Lian Ge's words, looked at the mountains, clouds, sunshine, and flowers in the painting, and muttered to himself, and couldn't help but be a little distracted.