Wu Liangyuan, Xiaoya and Xiaoai lived in the same room late at night for the first time and had a long talk. None of them had a sense of restraint, and they only regarded Sister Yuan in their mouths as their peers.

When Xiao Ai saw Wu Liangyuan, she was about to fall into contemplative eyes, and hurriedly said:

"Sister Yuan, tell me the story of you and Brother Xiao Yao. ”

Wu Liangyuan immediately heard Xiao Ai's slightly vinegary tone, and there was something to say about her words, and she glanced at Xiao Ai with resentment

"Don't think about clichés there, if you want to ask anything, just ask directly, what is the story between me and your brother Xiao Yao? I thought of the time we went out together, it was a large group of people who went to play, not me and the two of them. ”

Xiao Ai was directly exposed by Wu Liangyuan, she didn't care, a slight smile flashed, and she listened to Wu Liangyuan carefully, talking about their visit.

It was just in the eighties of the nineteenth century, and the Youth League branch of Sogong Middle School, under the advocacy of Mr. Zhu, the branch secretary, wanted to organize a one-day tour of the whole school.

At that time, tourism was a very luxurious term for the entire upper class, not to mention this time it was for junior high school students in the countryside. All the reunions that were fortunate enough to be able to participate were all cheered and excited.

Female classmates took out beautiful clothes that they were usually reluctant to wear, and even borrowed baby skirts from others at the bottom of the box. They vow to show their beautiful faces and beautiful youth in front of the bright spring of nature.

Early in the morning, the secretary of the Youth League gathered the reunion of the whole school together and made some explanations and preparations before departure.

Under his leadership, the students came to a big river and got on a small boat that had been booked for a long time. At the bow of the boat, they put up a red flag, which Teacher Zhu had prepared at school.

On the sparkling river, boats are rippling, and bright red flags are fluttering in the spring breeze. A boatload of young boys and girls, against the backdrop of the morning glow, was full of red light and full of youth. That's really beautiful mountains and waters, and even more beautiful. The students are happy as if they want to go to heaven.

The boat ran down the river, swimming on the water, filled with a boatload of songs, carrying the joy of being overweight. It took more than three hours to reach the entrance of Guohu Lake.

I finally saw the fruit lake, and the Baili Fruit Lake was endless. In the middle of the lake, there are many fishing boats and sails. In the distance, a tugboat with billowing smoke towed more than a dozen cargo ships, following behind, mightily through the lake, the scene was spectacular.

Looking at the fruit lake, it can be said that the sky is blue, the water is vast, and the wind blows the waves to see the fish. The rhythmic waves are afraid of hitting the revetment, splashing white waves, attracting water birds to constantly fly and chase for food.

The secretary of the regiment invited the boat boss to go straight to Chongmiao Town, where the four hills were faintly visible, for lunch.

Chongmiao Zhenhe echoes with its north and south, and the Slipper Mountain, which is not far from the foot of the awl mountain, all have stories that have been passed down from generation to generation.

Legend has it that Guohu Lake, also known as Jiaohu Lake, is the embodiment of the family surnamed Jiao, such as Chongmiao, Drum Mountain, Awl Mountain, and Slipper Mountain. In order to save other people's lives, their family trapped themselves in the vast lake for thousands of years, suffering from wind and waves, sun and rain.

After lunch, the group of students took a boat again and went to the Awl Mountain, which is not far from the town and stands upright in the middle of the lake. As soon as the boat docked, a group of boys and girls, like caged birds in a cage, happily and quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Awl Mountain is mainly stone, supplemented by sand and mud. The bottom of the mountain seems to be empty, and people walk on it, banging like a drum, and the whole mountain top is covered with masson pine. Looking at the fruit lake from the top of the mountain, the lake is white, and the lake is close at hand, but you really want to reach the water and have to walk down the mountain for a long time.

There is the most famous landscape on Awl Mountain, which is Wufeng Tower, the origin of the name of Awl Mountain, also because looking at this tower from a distance, it is like a sharp awl, piercing the blue sky.

Wufeng Tower has a total of seven floors, the wind chimes hanging from the eaves, under the strong lake breeze, emitted a crisp and pleasant bronze percussion sound, to these fledgling rural babies, brought endless reverie, they have drilled into the tower body, scrambling to the top of the tower.

They came to the window of the seventh floor, looking at the fruit lake from the highest level, which was visually open, a pair of adjacent slipper mountains, as if they were at their feet, they could be put on by stretching their feet, and the upright drum mountain, like a huge war drum, fell into the water.

Fishermen drive boats, scatter nets to fish, and birds rush from front of their eyes to the water, all rushing to survive.

This is the highest place that they have climbed for the first time, how can they not be overjoyed and full of emotion! In the mountain col and under the pine forest, you can see the figures of the students jumping to and fro everywhere, and the entire Awl Mountain is full of activity.

However, the good times did not last long, and happiness gave rise to sorrow. Wu Liangyuan and Teacher Zhu's sister, the two are not interested in climbing the mountain, but they are curious about the bamboo shoots all over the mountain.

They had never seen this pointy, hairy, withered thing breaking out of the ground, and they were a little scared at first. But the tender bamboo shoots are easy to be broken, and the tender and tender yellow fractures flow out bright water droplets.

The two of them found it very funny, you and I were one by one, and after a while, they broke off a bamboo shoot in the mountain.

Bamboo shoots are a major local product in this mountain, and the villagers in the mountains rely on it and fishing to survive. This is troublesome, after the owner of the bamboo shoot found out, he caught them and refused to forgive, and he had to lose money.

At that time, adults didn't have much money with them when they went out, let alone children? The villagers were angry and detained Wu Liangyuan and Zhu Weifeng. Even when Mr. Zhu came, he would never let him go without losing money.

Xiao Yao, who was crazy all over the mountain, finally got the news under the notice of his classmates, he hurried over, and saw that Mr. Zhu was confronting his classmates and villagers, he ignored others' obstructions, and rushed over directly, about to take Wu Liangyuan and the others away.

Of course, the villagers didn't want to let go, Xiao Yao was so frightened that he left tears when he saw Wu Liangyuan and Zhu Weifeng, and he was in a hurry, so he only let the villagers let them go, and they stayed as hostages, and they had to bear the burden of their own affairs. His anxious energy is about to hit people.

The villagers saw that they would not let go, Xiao Yao was making a lot of noise here, even Teacher Zhu couldn't persuade him, he couldn't solve the problem at all, maybe he saw Wu Liangyuan and Zhu Weifeng crying pitifully, so he agreed to use Xiao Yao to replace the two girls who were detained.

Because of his shyness, Mr. Zhu couldn't solve the villagers' excessive demands, and Xiao Yao also knew what was going on at this time, but he didn't have that much money, and it wasn't enough for the villagers' reasonable requirements.

After several hours of stalemate and negotiation, in the end, Xiao Yao took out all the money on his body and sacrificed his pocket money, and the matter was finally settled.

At this time, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, and the boss of the ship, who had been waiting for most of the day, was full of complaints, urging everyone to get on the boat quickly. Tired and hungry, they ended the happy and disappointed play.

At night, the wind is increasing and the spring is cold. The small boat that was sailing in the wind on the lake was also shivering with cold. It seems that it has also been infected by everyone's invitation, and the boat is listless, and it has lost the spirit when it came.

Wu Liangyuan, who was already thin, was extremely tired physically and mentally, and she was hungry and cold, curled up in a corner of the boat. No one paid attention to her, and no one sympathized with her. She trembled, her teeth chattered, and she blamed herself for her actions that had caused everyone so embarrassed.

At this time, Xiao Yao came over, he took off his coat, draped it over her shoulders, and buttoned it for her. And squatted down beside her, shielding her from the cold wind that kept blowing from the lake.

She was not hypocritical, but leaned closer to Xiao Yao's side, and by his side, she gradually forgot about her fear, and she was no longer cold. It was from then on that Xiao Yao began to plant a deep seed and a sprout of love in her young heart.

(This chapter of the lake, written by the characters in this article, is only slightly modified in a series, hereby informed, and thank you again!)