Challenges change lives!

As Daewoo strode towards us, I thought of such a fashionable phrase.

"I bought a hedge fund!" Zhaoyang grunted, causing everyone to laugh.

Finally, we went to the roaring river, the journey is like a drift, insist on moving forward, you can always see different scenery, the journey is a wandering, with the encounter, it is also a test for us. The stories of the floods, the thrilling scenes of the water surging up, were slowly left behind in our increasingly exciting excursions to other places, and the car went further, the road was much smoother, and the car crushed against the gravel and sand paved road, clicking.

In front of you is a large bamboo forest, a little closer, this is a bamboo-covered mountain, the verdant bamboo forest wraps the hillside and the valley, both sides of the highway are also covered with green bamboo, these bamboos are thick and straight, but in more than ten meters of oblique crossing, and the bamboo on the opposite side of the road intersect together, build a verdant cascading bamboo shadow corridor.

The rain suddenly stopped at this time. "The painting village is coming soon," Ziyun didn't seem very excited, she said to me lightly, and then she warned me, "This village has a deep history, there are many stories, and there are many strange people, let's just take a look, don't take it too seriously." ”

"You should have stayed here, right? With a guide like you, what are we worried about?" I looked disapproving, but I was more concerned about her story, "I always think that you came to the painting village to find something, looking for the old love? or the people of the year? Tell me, there should be a lot of stories!"

"Of course I did!" Ziyun diverted the topic, "I know you've always wanted to ask me about the Bird Tower!"

I put the steering wheel and lowered the trip, looking at me with big eyes, and saw my thoughts clearly.

"That night, I took the things in the tower and left the Bird Tower, I really don't know what really happened in the Bird Tower," Ziyun said in a sincere tone, "However, I later heard Zhiqiu say that when he arrived that night, the Bird Tower was already in flames, and those people were burned to death." ”

"He's in the Bird Tower again," I was a little disappointed, "What are those people looking for? Is it a meteorite, or is it the secret behind the meteorite?"

"When it happened, he stopped telling me about the stone, not a single thing! I felt he didn't want to tell me. Ziyun's eyes suddenly darkened, "Thinking about it, the Bird Tower is the most shocking thing I have experienced in my life, I heard that he has been tinkering with meteorites all these years, but now I am more like an outsider!"

"Don't you think, this meteorite is more like a disaster, it sounds like bloody rain!" A meteorite appeared, Xiaoying and I suddenly couldn't get in touch, a meteorite appeared, and the sister next door disappeared like this, I was full of curiosity about this meteorite, but I was also a little more afraid, "Maybe Zhiqiu is afraid of involving you!"

As we spoke, we had passed through the long silhouette of the bamboo shadow, and the road ahead came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone got out of the car, in front of a crescent-shaped lotus pond, withered lotus leaves with stems, staggered in the pool, scattered some rainwater hit the lotus leaves, and then fell on the water surface, knock knock sound. The edge of the lotus pond is made of square black stones, some big trees are surrounded by it, the yellow leaves are self-dyed, the old stem stands, and then in the distance, there are several tile houses, the red wall and blue edge, it is very bright.

After a day of haze, we finally saw the colored place, and we immediately got out of the car and walked along the road by the pond, at the end of the pond, connected to a small stream, the water flowed and meandered. Finally, we approached the small tiled house. On a large flagpole in the tiled house, the red and yellow flags with the words "painting village" fluttering in the wind.

"Comrades, welcome to the painting village!" Under the big flagpole, Ziyun looked at us with a brilliant face.

At this time, it was raining in the ancient city.

Big, big rain!

When Zhiqiu came out of the secret room, a gust of wind swept the leaves of the Lanxi plane tree unique to the ancient city and swept under his feet.

The wind is a bitter wind, and the leaves are withered yellow leaves!

Suddenly, on the trouser tube, under the armpits, and between the neck, there were small fluffs of leaves and seeds that had exploded.

Zhiqiu subconsciously took the album in his hand to block the wind, but it didn't have much effect, this is the autumn wind of the ancient city, strong and heavy, all seeping into the bone marrow.

"Linqiu listens to the language of geese, when the wind thinks of people!" Zhiqiu remembered two poems, which were the sentences he had written in Ziyun's notebook, how many years have passed, but no one still remembers?

"Brother Xiaoqiu, there is good news and bad news, do you choose to listen to that one first?" The stone panted and ran from the other end of the corridor, and some fat bodies ran up and down, with a little smell of rivers and lakes.

"It's not your style to be surprised!" Zhiqiu didn't take this stubble, with the tacit understanding between the two of them for many years, he knew that the stone would analyze the pros and cons, sort out the priorities, and then give him the most reasonable advice.

"It's really hard to say this time," Shi said with a frown, "There are two people involved in this matter, one is our old rival, and the other is a group of young people who are tourists, and there are our acquaintances, among them..."

"What's the matter, there are acquaintances?" Zhiqiu asked tightly, "It can't be that Ziyun has also gone!"

"It's boring! just guess you'll hit!" "The stone was like a deflated ball, and suddenly lost the interest just now, "I thought it could give you a little surprise, at least prompt ten or eight related questions, I didn't think that it was her who you would never forget!"

"It's really her! She ran there! She hasn't forgotten there!" Zhiqiu muttered to himself, just casually saying that he hadn't heard from her for so many years, and he didn't want to hear from her today, but he didn't have that excitement anymore.

"She probably has tossed a lot of things over the years! It seems to have appeared out of nowhere! I was also very surprised to receive the news over there just now, how could I take three men to the painting village!" The stone said lightly, and these words were like hailstones, smashing Zhiqiu's body, so that he didn't react for a long time.

"Over the years, I've been letting our affairs avoid her, and I don't want her to get involved in my grievances and hatreds, but she is still involved," Zhiqiu said, "Whether it's intentional or unintentional, whether it's a coincidence or not, in short, she goes, I can't stand by and watch, I can't just secretly plan and make a move like all these years!"

"I think, I should go again!" Zhiqiu said, "Brother, you prepare some equipment for me, let me go this time, you stay and watch the house!"

"Didn't you say that you would go to Jiepeng together!" Shi was surprised that Zhiqiu suddenly changed his itinerary, and he was still a little dissatisfied, "The itinerary is all arranged!

"Things have changed! Didn't you just tell me this message!" Zhiqiu was a little sneering, he stroked his thumb with his hand, "Isn't the purpose of going to Jiepeng to touch their progress again?"

"Our warning system in the painting village has now played a role, and the product line we have established through the marketing of printmaking New Year pictures in the past few years has helped us a lot!" Shi smugly threw a tablet to Zhiqiu.

On a big red and yellow flag dancing in the wind, the words "painting village" are reflected in the hazy sky, in the open tablet, on Zhiqiu's palm, under the flagpole, a woman in a red shawl is looking at herself with a brilliant face.

"Are you here!" Zhiqiu gently stroked his hair that was a little messy in the wind and rain, and he was still a little distracted.

"Painting Village, we're here!" Ziyun took out the camera from the car, asked me to take a picture of her, I took the camera, this is a Canon 6D, with more than 20,000 lenses, it is a very expensive machine, it seems that Ziyun also likes travel and photography very much.

By the lotus pond, under the flagpole, Ziyun waved his arm, waving and waving, and a drop of hot tears gathered in the corner of his eye.

"I've arrived..."Ziyun stroked the somewhat mottled flagpole pillar, "will you come?"