The newspaper in the provincial capital, which reported on the establishment of a number of agricultural product production bases in Xiaoshan Village, was distributed every day to the land of southern Guangdong, including all localities, units, and universities. The library of Southern University of Economics and Economics also updates this newspaper every day. It's autumn again, and it's the season of harvest that people love. Qin Yin especially likes the dry and comfortable autumn, and every day when she goes to the school library, she will always flip through the newspaper of the day, and then open the book to study economics and minor literature.

Looking at the photo of her father published in the newspaper and the festive atmosphere of the small mountain village, she secretly became excited, and she wanted to tell the people around her for the first time that the small mountain village published in the newspaper today is my hometown. But the silence around her made Kotone realize something, and she looked around, surrounded by peers thirsty for knowledge, no one paid special attention to her, and no one would notice that the photo in the newspaper today was her father.

With a smile on her lips, she had to give up her plan to tell her surroundings about this joy. She savored every word and punctuation of the small mountain village published in the newspaper, and she felt the breath of her hometown in a foreign place, savoring this feeling of intoxication alone.

Looking at the upcoming harvest season in the small mountain village, in her mind, she couldn't help but recall the poverty of the small mountain village in the past, as well as her own dreams. My brother's stealing food, my grandfather's illness, and the past of my escape to the provincial capital, of course, the most memorable thing is the taste of the pot unique to the countryside. When cooking and stir-frying, rice grains, flour skin, meat slices, etc. often stick to the bottom of the pot, which becomes a pot, which is fragrant and crispy, not only themselves, but also many children who grew up in the countryside have never forgotten the fragrance of the pot.

Qin Yin recalled the small mountain village in the past, and carefully read the small mountain village described in the newspaper, and the simple and unpretentious images such as Qin Father, Qin Gui, and Ah Quan once again appeared in front of her eyes. A kind of excitement and joy rose involuntarily in her heart, she didn't know what this excitement and joy was, she always felt that it was real, and occupied her whole heart, making people feel like she was breaking free from the shackles, she wanted to open her arms and embrace all the fresh air and sunshine.

Everything on a college campus seems to be full of poetry. Although Qin Yin learned about the improvement of the small mountain village through the newspaper, she still couldn't help but want to praise the changes in the small mountain village, she quietly pulled out the "hero brand" pen that is rarely used, opened the notebook, and wrote down her feelings about her hometown on the title page:

During the festive season, you are my biggest concern

Ten thousand lights, you are my most affectionate line

At both ends of the line are you and me

That's you

A new sun rises every day

It's me on this end

Years later, it's still your wanderer

That night, perhaps because of the story of the small mountain village, she was so enchanted that she didn't realize it was time to go back to her dormitory until the librarian came to urge her. She stood up, and when she was about to leave, she realized that she was the only student in the library, except for the administrator.

When the sound of the piano stepped out of the library door, the lights of the school were turned off. She could only rely on the feeling of entering and exiting thousands of times in her usual life, and slowly moved forward with her familiarity with the stairs and roads. After moving about ten meters, a bright light illuminated the road in front of her, she was instinctively stunned, and Yang Yan's voice came from the other end of the light: "I knew you were still here." ”

Qin Yin's heart was moved, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Yang Yan!"

On the way back to the dormitory with Yang ** with the same beam of light, Qin Yin secretly thought: How lucky I am, I have no love, but I have friendship! However, Qin Yin is clear in her heart, she longs for love, and secretly reads the love story at that time.

Since Chen Lai expressed his attitude and Zheng Ming left abusively, Qin Yin began to look for the feeling of love in literature. Qiong Yao's love, the kind of white gauze skirt swaying in the wind, the love that never changes before the flower and the moon, the sea and the rocks, make the piano sound intoxicated, she often reads Qiong Yao's love secretly in the dead of night, and even in the classroom she doesn't want to listen to. The beautiful and tender love stories of that era made Qin Yin happily look for the romantic plot in the innocent story in the real world.

At the end of the month, Qinyin will go to Chen Lai's restaurant to get the month's living expenses as always. At the end of the month, Qin Yin still came to Chen Lai's restaurant. In the past, she always felt that since there was no love, it was a very embarrassing thing to have to go to Chen Lai to withdraw money every month. And since reading Qiong Yao's love, she feels that Chen Lai is the hero of Qiong Yao's tragic love story, and she seems to be the heroine of this love. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.

Chen Lai saw that Qin Yin was laughing, and suddenly burst out laughing. Qin Yin couldn't help but look at Chen Lai, wondering what he was laughing at, and Chen Lai was also looking at Qin Yin, wondering what she was laughing at.

Qin Yin saw Chen Lai holding a martial arts in his hand, and instantly understood, this person, with spiritual food, will never be as stingy as before. Martial arts has written life thoroughly, and those story characters have become people's most simple view of justice and love in a sense.

In Qinyin's view, Chen Lai has become a hero in martial arts, representing the righteousness and responsibility of the world. She whispered to herself: "Oh, in Chen's opinion, maybe I am the weak woman who needs his protection and help." ”

That's right! In Chen Lai's heart, Qin Yin is like the weak woman in martial arts who needs his protection and help. Unlike Qin Yin, Chen Lai prefers martial arts. In that era, there were not only the beautiful and tender love stories loved by Qin Yin, but also the legends of the chivalrous warriors who fought the sword at the end of the world that Chen Lai loved.

Qinyin was infected by love, and there were more romantic cells, she saw Chen Lai holding it, and she wanted to find a way for Chen Lai to combine pastime and work and rest, and suddenly remembered that the singing party in the provincial city was about to start, so she invited Chen Lai to participate in the singing party together. I didn't think that Chen Lai agreed, but at the end, he added: "You invited it, and I want you to pay for the ticket." ”

Qin Yin thought to herself: Didn't you give me my money too?

Chen Lai laughed again when he saw the sound of the qin, and said, "Oh, I know why you keep laughing." ”

"Why?" asked Kotone, muttering.

"Actually, I don't know. Chen Lai muttered a reply.

That night, Qin Yin and Chen Laizhen came to the concert site in the provincial capital together. The scene of tens of millions of people gathering together to listen to the song, thunderous applause, and the enthusiasm of the tide of the river and the sea, are rare and unforgettable for the two of them.

The host announced that Su Xiaoming would sing "The Night of the Military Port". "The night of the military port is quiet, the waves gently shake the battleship, and the young sailors rest their heads on the waves, and smile sweetly in their sleep......"

The sound of the piano sounded so calm, simple and warm, as if some lover had touched the softest place in the heart. She thought of the small mountain village again, and the provincial town she first came to, at that time, even after a long period of poverty and ignorance, she still maintained her innate sense of tranquility, comfort, gentleness and kindness of life.

The host announced that the stars sang "Young Friends Come to Meet". "In another 20 years, we will meet, toast to the heroes, who does the glory belong to......"

The sound of the piano is accompanied by lyrics, and the imagination is echoing, for a young man, twenty years later, what a distant and dreamy future. But at this moment, standing on the barren and barren land, looking into the distant future, what a chaotic and ethereal scene it is.

That night, Qin Yin was excited and couldn't sleep. One song after another, like a dream that flies, with the sound of the piano and Chen Lai who helps the sound of the piano, his thoughts fly far, far away......

The sound of the piano carefully took care of her thoughts, and she suddenly found that under all the beautiful artistic conceptions, all she could think of was her hometown. Whether it is the morning shrouded in the morning or the dusk when the sun is shining, as the song sings, what kind of scene will it be when we meet twenty years later? Qin Yin feels that the enthusiasm of his youth and the courage to dream are far from enough, and he still needs deep love and the wings of music. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Dream Chaser Huazhang Claw Book House" for free for the first time.