The sun that had just risen from the eastern hill was red, like a big copper plate that had just been baked, shining brightly, making the clouds next to her blush. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe sun climbs higher and brighter. The sharp arrows she unleashed pierced the fog that tightly wrapped around the earth, tearing it into wisps. The fog had to disperse and disappear without a trace, allowing light and warmth to dominate the blue planet.

Breathing in the fresh air, I suddenly felt refreshed, got into the carriage that had been prepared, and prepared to visit Mei Lao, looking at the so-called "generous gifts" in my hands, I couldn't help but show a weird smile.

After an hour's drive, I finally saw a very elegant courtyard, and I knew what the owner of the yard was by looking at the furnishings at the door, so I walked to the door with a sticker, and handed the post to the guard at the door with a smile.

"Big brother, can you help the little girl convey it?" he asked.

"Dare to ask if you are Miss Li Wan'er?" the guard asked respectfully.

"Exactly. "It's a little strange how the guard learned his identity.

"Our master has already ordered that Miss Li will come to visit this morning, and he has already asked us to wait here for a long time. When the guard heard the girl's answer, his face was full of smiles.

Thinking in his heart, it seems that this Mei Lao is really like a god, and said politely: "That's hard brother." ”

"It's not hard, please here. "The guard brother leads the way in front.

Following behind, I carefully looked at the structure of this small courtyard, and I was full of praise, which can really be described as "a winding path leading to a secluded place". Soon he was led to a pavilion, where an old man was sipping tea, looking very profound.

"Little girl Li Wan'er greets Mei Lao!" respectfully saluted Mei Lao.

"If it weren't for this incident, I'm afraid you wouldn't have remembered who my old man was, right?" said Mei Lao angrily.

"What's the matter? Mei Lao is really wrong to blame Wan'er, Wan'er came this time to express her gratitude in person, and the other is to accompany Mei Lao to talk. Said with a smile on the side.

"Really?" Old Mei's face was full of disbelief, and he twitched the thing I was carrying behind me with his eyes, and said with some deliberate embarrassment: "If this thank you gift dissatisfies the old man, then the old man will not accept your girl's thanks." ”

Looking at this Mei Lao's appearance as an old naughty boy, I couldn't help but feel a little funny, how old is it? But he didn't dare to show the slightest hint on his face, and said exaggeratedly: "If this thank you gift can't satisfy Mei Lao, then what else can I give? This is what I spent one night to make carefully, Mei Lao, look at my dark circles." ”

"Oh, yes, you can't just give this gift casually, why stay up late, you kid!" Mei Lao suddenly forgot what he had just said.

"That's not good, Mei Lao, let's see if it suits your heart. As he spoke, he handed over the gift in his hand.

Mei Lao took it, looked at the picture scroll in his hand, slowly unfolded it, and suddenly there was a fine light in his eyes, only to see a wax plum in the picture scroll, bent and curvy, and several plum blossoms on the branches had already opened. The two mountain birds seem to be attracted by something outside the picture, and they are looking forward to it. In the painting, the color ink is fine, and the use is free, and the fine brushes are drawn to the flowers and branches, and the colors are elegant. The mountain birds are meticulously portrayed and have a true expression. There is also a poem in the lower left corner of the picture scroll: Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in spring, and the saucy people put aside the pen fee to comment on the chapter. The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance.

"Haha...... This painting is really ingenious, the old man is really unheard of and unseen, and with this poem, it is simply a masterpiece, especially the last two sentences of plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance. What a wonderful statement! What a quatrain. Mei Lao has been full of praise since he got this painting, and his face is full of smiles.