Poplar listened quietly and heard her voice coming from the other side of the snowy plateau.

"Well, the next song you guessed right, it's about the time we fell in love, and I'll give you a reward!" Hu Yang said to her with a bright smile.

“mua！”

A flying kiss to the distant sky.

Even if it's not in that direction, the kiss will find her and land on her lips.

It was as if seeing her blushing cheeks and saying words that hated herself, but there was a happy smile on her face.

That happy appearance made Populus euphratica incomparably heartwarming and memorable.

"Well, if you hadn't guessed wrong, I would have thought you stole my memory, and what you said was not much different from what I thought. ”

"What's wrong? Hee-hee, this song is sung from your point of view, as a woman. Hu Yang said with a faint happy smile.

As if seeing her eyes widen and gently covering her lips in surprise, Hu Yang smiled a little proudly: "I can't think of it, you want to listen?" ”

From the moment she said that she wanted to listen to "Legend", Hu Yang knew that his wife would definitely let her sing the remaining two songs.

Of course, I am also extremely happy.

At that time, singing to her was one of the greatest pleasures of Populus euphratica, and I liked her to look at herself with admiration.

Tap on your phone's accompaniment.

The prelude is a lazy, warm string and piano that gives the feeling of an afternoon sun, and is comfortable. Casual and relaxed......

It can make people feel relaxed.

[Sitting back to back on the carpet]

[Listen to music and talk about wishes]

[You want me to be more and more gentle]

[I hope you put it in my heart]

[You said you wanted to send me a romantic dream]

[Thank you for taking you to heaven]

[Even if it takes a lifetime to complete]

[As long as I talk about it, you will remember and never forget]

..........

...............

Hu Yang leaned on her shoulder and sang affectionately to her along with the accompaniment.

Thoughts drifted back to that sunny afternoon eleven years ago, a pair of young boys and girls in love, looking at each other's eyes full of each other.

Sitting on the campus lawn, watching the sunset, chatting about the future, the picture suddenly appeared.

She said she wanted to have two babies, a boy and a girl.

He knew that she was afraid of pain, so he said that it was enough to give birth to one and give birth to a daughter.

She asked stupidly, why don't you want a son? Don't all men like sons?

In the light of the setting sun, he stroked her hair, kissed her lightly on the forehead and said, Fool, how sweet her daughter is.

The daughter will be spoiled, she can be pampered in all kinds of ways, buy her beautiful clothes, take her to eat the best things, and raise her like a princess.

My son can only panic on a rainy day, and beat him up when his hands are itchy, how boring it is.......

They sat on the grass with their backs to each other, imagining their bright future, and saying that they would love each other for the rest of their lives, until death.

.........

The sunny accompaniment of the acoustic guitar naturally blends in, blending with the strings and piano sounds, with a touch of warmth.

..........

.............

[The most romantic thing I can think of]

[It's to grow old with you]

[Until we are old and can't go anywhere]

[You've made me think of]

【Treasure in the palm of your hand】

She once told herself that her biggest dream is not to live in a villa with a sea view, nor to have the latest bags and cosmetics.

Instead, they grew old by their side and supported each other for the rest of their lives.

The last note fell, and the howling cold wind became slow at this moment, and everything around seemed to be full of warm warmth and a touch of poetry.

A breath of happiness and yearning is permeating.

In fact, this is not only what she wants, but also what Hu Yang dreams of.

It's just that relatively speaking, this "romantic" dream will be better sung from her perspective, more acceptable, and more harmonious and comfortable.

The sun in Tibet is more dazzling than in the coastal areas, and in the colorful halo, she smiles sweeter and happier.

Gently and lovingly looked at the husband below who was full of affection and looked at him.

I hope to be able to go on and give him a warm embrace.

It's a pity that I can't do it myself.

Even such a simple hug was not enough for him.

Hu Yang looked at the frozen smile on her photo with tenderness, hoping that she could hear the song sung to her.

"The name of this song is "The Most Romantic Thing", and I want to accompany you to do the most romantic thing. Hu Yang spoke softly, her voice trembling, and a hint of longing and prayer hidden in the depths.

Accompanying your loved one to grow old in romance seems easy to do, but in reality there are very few things that can be done.

Her whispering voice seemed to be heard in the cold wind.

"That's the most romantic thing I've ever thought about, but ......."

The pain and remorse in that voice gave people a kind of heart-rending pain.

Especially the man in front of him who is sitting alone on the ground looking at his photograph is the man he loves the most.

She was waiting for herself in this snowy plateau and never going back, and she felt the loneliness.

The cold to the bones has never frozen the hearts that miss each other.

Without that heavy snowfall, accompanying each other to grow old in a romantic world would no longer be a prayer in his song, but a reality.

Hu Yang looked at her quietly, and the thoughts in her heart surged like a tide.

He thought he had shed enough tears before, and thought he would never shed again.

But after singing "The Most Romantic Thing", the mobile phone still kept looping the accompaniment.

How warm the fantasy is, how painful it is in front of her grave at the moment.

Countless days and nights on the snowy plateau waiting for the lonely goose that flew south and never returned, looking forward to hearing her lonely song.

It is the same as the one depicted in the lyrics: the warm sunshine of the sunset falls on the beloved pair on the grass, the light pulls out a shadow that hugs each other closely, the fragrance of love spreads around, and the reflection of each other in their pupils.

Reality and the best wishes of the heart are constantly changing and intertwining.

made Hu Yang's longing for his wife in his heart no longer controllable, and tears burst out of the embankment.

I thought I was strong countless times, but in fact, in front of her, I always showed my most vulnerable side.

"I miss you, I really miss you........" Hu Yang's voice choked up, tears gushing.

The cold wind blowing from the snow-capped mountains, when it passed through the col, made a whimpering sound, it was her voice.

Beloved, don't cry, you are a man who stands up to the sky.......

She reached out to wipe tears from his face.

The cold wind blew through the poplar's cheeks, carrying away the tears of his longing for his wife and wiping them away for him.

But for some reason, I didn't feel cold, on the contrary, I couldn't help but feel a touch of warmth in my heart.

At this moment, Hu Yang really wanted to shout around: "Wen Xian, are you back?"

Reason told him it was all an illusion, that it was impossible.

The sun gradually climbed higher, and the sunlight fell on the body, warming the longing heart of Populus euphratica.

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