Now that his fiancée has disappeared and distanced herself from her without mercy, she is gradually left behind by the cloth, and her anguish is gradually replaced by new love pleasures. Every day, I watched the stunning sunsets and burning clouds of the island, and stayed on the island until I realized that the heat was unbearable indoors and the heat wave was rolling outside.

Looking at the calendar, it is June 22, thinking that the sun is directly shining on the Tropic of Cancer at 23°26', Haikou is located at 20° north latitude, according to the phenomenon that the sun moves one degree every 4 days, then the sun is directly shining at Haikou. Thinking of this, Bushang decided to go back to Beijing, and he flew inland with Yang Zhu.

He didn't mind that Yang Zhu had stayed in Fengyue Field, and it was said that he was forcibly forced by her brother who owed gambling debts. The cloth gave himself a sense of providence here: as a man, he should have taken people in distress, especially women, out of danger, not to mention that Yang Zhu is pitiful and his lover.

Needless to say, as a lover, Yang Zhu is always pleasantly surprised. Even the fact that she frequently displayed unexpected skills and clung to her heart made the cloth vaguely uneasy. The uneasiness itself brought him ups and downs. But every time her eyes were full of smiles, and her demeanor was as gentle as melted clay, a faint panic rose in the bottom of Bu Shang's heart, and he feared that this woman was a "puppet made up of the honey of sweet feelings" and that she was to be immersed in her "endless world of gentle honey." ”

Isn't that honey-like tenderness one of the most vulgar and dangerous charms in the world? just as sugar can decay teeth, so honey-like tenderness will sooner or later erode itself between unconscious pleasures.

But the instinctive pursuit of new things by a man in love overcomes the uneasiness that lurks in his heart. What's more, the cloth found that he had misread Yang Zhu. This is epitomized by the fact that the two of them climbed the mountain together.

At the beginning of March of the following year, the spring was bright and sunny under Mount Emei. Bushang was worried that Yang Zhu would not have the physical strength to walk up the mountain, so he proposed to take the road that climbed the mountain for four hours and took the rest of the car up the mountain. But was rejected by Yang Zhu. "If you don't climb up in person, it's like a trip for nothing, and that's how you feel on the cloth, right?"

At nine o'clock in the morning, at the suggestion of the hotel staff, they took two crampons and bamboo sticks on the road.

The special thing about climbing Mount Emei to reach the Golden Summit is that tourists need to climb one mountain after another before they can climb the final mountain, the Golden Peak, like a super long tensile hike, which requires endurance, and what is more testing is that the road is almost all upward, and there is no end to the straight stone staircase. All the way up, as the altitude increases, the different seasons are revealed accordingly. At the bottom of the mountain, all kinds of wild flowers bloom in the mountains, bees fly, and the growth of orchids planted in the temple also shows the superiority of the climate of Mount Emei. The snow was falling, and when the cloth and the poplar bamboo passed the elephant washing pond, the twilight began to fall. Together with the people they met on the road, they put on crampons. Braving the heavy snow, gritting their teeth, under the light of a flashlight, burying their heads in the snow in the dark night, when they finally arrived at the Jinding Hotel in the early morning, they had already walked to the head after the gold star, beyond the fatigue of the body, and did not feel tired at all.

And Yang Zhu, who originally thought that he would be holding back, always walked all the way forward without complaints, which made Bu Shang feel very surprised and admired. And, under the extraordinary fatigue of mountaineering, she also went to carefully visit every temple and hall she passed by with great interest. He thought that she was definitely not such a person, such a woman who could find herself to reach the top with difficulty.

"Why bother with silk and bamboo, the landscape has a clear sound. "The Qingyin Palace, named after the verses of the Jin Dynasty poet Zuo Si, is the favorite temple of Bushang and Yang Zhu along the way. Qingyin Pavilion is located in the middle of two canyons where the water is agitated. The two flowing waters of black water and white water converge in the waterhole below the temple, and a cow heart pavilion is built above the pool, and there is an arch bridge on both sides of the cow heart pavilion, so that this place looks like a bird with wings spread and flying high. The Qingyin Pavilion is covered by lush subtropical plants, the mountains are high and the valleys are deep, the flowing water is falling, and the murmuring and clear sound is stirring and unstoppable.

"Ancient monks really knew how to choose places, and they always felt that good places were found by Buddhism. "Look around the canyon, the gusts of water hit your ears, the cloth said. Perhaps only those who pursue purity and meditation can break through the dust of worldly desires and be aware of such an environment. Yang Zhu looked at the big tripod under the steps of the temple engraved with "Fuxian King Bodhisattva: Miaoyin Guanyin, Sanskrit Haichaoyin" several seal script texts and said, "Even if ordinary people like it, they can't take root here and survive, right? Bu Shang was surprised that Yang Zhu had such an understanding of such an environment, and she was very happy. "Wouldn't it be nice to get a house by the sea, the sound of the waves is also very good, and in the summer, you can go to the beach for a picnic and barbecue in the summer. "Cloth on the proposal. "The beach is also very good, but the summer is too hot and long, and the sweat is like a war on a hot day, and it can't be quiet. When the sun shines into the trees, the light dances on the leaves, just like the Five Finger Mountain. Bu remembered that when he had climbed the Five Finger Mountain, the sun shone through the trees on the vines, shining with indescribable holy light, as if a fairy were standing on it. Since the island is not big, we can settle in Haikou in the future, and it is very convenient to go anywhere. There are also many mountains, and the sea is also very large. Being mentioned by him like this, for the future planned in his mind, Yang Zhu's eyes flashed with a grateful.

After resting for a while in Qingyin Pavilion, Yang Zhu took the lead and continued to walk up the mountain. During the climb all the way, she did not look embarrassed at all, but always maintained the elegance of her self-esteem. Bushang felt that he had underestimated Yang Zhu, and now he was happy to find a good climbing partner, and secretly decided that he must bring Yang Zhu with him for mountain climbing in the future.