Liu Weiming sat on a stone at the foot of the mountain, lit a cigarette and rested. The whole mountain is quiet, uninhabited and devoid of passers-by. I only hear the sound of birds from time to time, or a slight breeze, if you let go of the things in your heart and experience it carefully, this feeling is indeed not felt in other economically prosperous areas.

Liu Weiming took a sip of mineral water, then put it in his trouser pocket, and began to look at the towering mountain peaks and follow the trail to climb up.

In fact, Liu Weiming wants to climb the mountain for a day or two, since he entered the officialdom, Liu Weiming feels that his body is not as good as day by day. I went to the hospital for an examination some time ago and found a slight fatty liver, which was caused by the fact that I had been drinking alcohol all day long. And Liu Weiming didn't need to take medicine for colds in the past, and the cold in the early years almost killed him. Since then, Liu Weiming has planned to start exercising, but it is easy to make a decision, but it has always been so difficult to put it into action. The previous work was so busy, and in the metropolis, Liu Weiming, who came out for a run every morning, was very reluctant, the air in the city was so turbid day and night, Liu Weiming didn't think there was any benefit to exercising like this, the most important thing was that he was too busy and tired from work.

But now it's different, I just came here, and the people's congress has not been convened, and the leadership group has not been formally established, so there is not much important work at all. In addition, if you look at this city from another angle, just from the perspective of physical fitness, this is indeed a suitable city that can not be more suitable. Therefore, Liu Weiming had the idea of climbing the mountain to exercise his body, anyway, he is idle and idle, and his body is his own. Liu Weiming didn't want to become like the big belly in those officialdoms at some point.

Liu Weiming's body quality has indeed dropped a lot, and he only climbed not much before he began to pant and pant constantly. I could only sit down against a stone next to a tree, take a few breaths, and take another sip of water before continuing to climb up.

When Liu Weiming found that he couldn't lift his feet at all, he didn't have any strength in his body, and he had just climbed to the top of the mountain.

Liu Weiming lay directly on a large rock on the top of the mountain, panting heavily. The air above it is indeed fresh, there is a fragrance, and the smell makes people feel refreshed. Liu Weiming sat up and looked down. As the old man said, the entire White Mountain is in full view. The squab, barely visible houses around are already the high-rise buildings in the city center. The city of Hakusan is surrounded by high mountains, and it is firmly encircled. The combatants all have a simulated sand table, but Liu Weiming feels that what is now in his eyes is a completely real sand table. Mark the entire White Mountain one by one, and the real one can't be more real. Here, Liu Weiming feels that he can look at Baishan City more intuitively, and he can also think better about countermeasures. I couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

And at this moment, Liu Weiming suddenly found that on the other side of the mountain, there was still a person. Liu Weiming was startled at first glance, and then looked over there seriously.

I saw a large easel standing on the edge of the hill over there, and a man was sitting in front of the easel. This person has his back to Liu Weiming. This man has long hair, and when the breeze blows, the hair flutters in the wind, and at this time, there is always a fair, slender hand reaching out to stroke the hair that is blown by the wind. Intuitively, Liu Weiming felt that this was a woman, because even from behind, he could see the graceful figure of this woman. However, everyone who engages in art likes to have long hair, and men also like to be feminine, so Liu Weiming is still not sure.

But he believed in his heart that it was a woman, and he just sat behind the woman, watching the woman raise the brush in her hand and delicately embellish it on the paper, so focused. From time to time, I will move my hair that is dancing in the air. Liu Weiming suddenly felt that if the smoke rising from the mountain and the misty mountain city with a hint of mist and the woman with only her back in front of her were regarded as a painting, what a beautiful picture it would be.

Liu Weiming just looked at it intently, lit a cigarette and looked at it seriously. Stay in the heart and shake.

Liu Weiming didn't want to go forward to meet this woman because he didn't dare. He was afraid to break the beautiful picture. He was also afraid that he would ruin the beautiful picture in his heart when he saw this woman's face, he was afraid that he would see that this woman was a man, and he was afraid that he would see an ugly face that was too far from his conjecture. People are like this sometimes, the most beautiful thing is always in people's imagination, once the membrane is pierced, it is not so beautiful. It is not unreasonable to say that distance produces beauty.

And at this quiet time, the mobile phone in Liu Weiming's pocket rang, completely breaking the quiet beauty and the quiet concentration of the woman in front of him.

Liu Weiming secretly said that it was a pity to take out his mobile phone and prepare to answer it, but his eyes looked at the woman in front of him. At this moment, the woman not far in front was obviously disturbed by the sound of Liu Weiming's mobile phone, and turned to look at Liu Weiming.

Liu Weiming looked at the woman and was stunned for a moment. This woman did not disappoint him, or was more touching than the woman in his yy. I saw a woman's cloud-like black hair fluttering in the wind, a pair of bright eyes and charming eyebrows, a delicate nose, peach cheeks slightly red, like a two-petal cherry lips, no fat powder delicate crystal like jade, like snow jade crystal skin complexion, wonderful figure, like a cluster of orchids as quiet and natural.

The woman also looked at Liu Weiming, who was looking at herself blankly and forgot to answer the mobile phone, and then smiled, took her hand and gestured in her ear, meaning that it is time for you to answer the mobile phone.

Liu Weiming reacted at this time, and then answered the mobile phone. But I was still in the middle of the shock of that smile just now. The ancients said that they looked back and smiled, and Liu Weiming felt the power that shocked his soul in this woman's slight smile.

The call was from Liu Weiming's mother, and it turned out that Liu Weiming's mother heard from Zhang Yunjia that Liu Weiming had been transferred to Baishan to serve as the secretary of the municipal party committee, and knew that her son had been promoted again, and the old man was very happy and was busy calling to talk to his son. In addition, I also knew that Zhang Yunjia did not follow Liu Weiming over, I was afraid that my son was a newcomer, and I was afraid that my son would not be able to take care of him alone, so he called to ask his son.

Liu Weiming perfunctory his mother's tedious and endless questions, while his eyes remained motionless at the woman in front of him who turned to concentrate on painting. Every time he talked to his mother, Liu Weiming listened carefully to his mother's useless, tedious but very warm verbose, but today, for the first time, Liu Weiming felt a little impatient listening to his mother's verbosity. Liu Weiming knew that this qiē came from the painting-like woman in front of him.

Looking at the woman, Liu Weiming remembered a modern poem he had learned when he was studying, and he remembered the picture of the woman wearing a white dress and holding an oil-paper umbrella walking in the alley on the stone pavement.

Finally waiting for his mother's nagging to end, Liu Weiming hung up the phone. looked at the woman, then stood up and smiled, walked not far behind the woman, and said, "I'm sorry, girl." Just bothered you to draw, didn't you?"

After hearing Liu Weiming's words, the woman turned her head to look at Liu Weiming and smiled again, and then said, "No, how can you bother." ”

"I know that you painters need inspiration to paint, and once you feel it, it's like a divine help, but when you are interrupted, it may be difficult to find it again. Hopefully, my phone call just now didn't interrupt your inspiration. Liu Weiming still said with a smile, but his attitude was very sincere.

"It's as amazing as you say. The woman smiled slightly, and then continued to draw.

Liu Weiming looked at the girl's painting, and then said, "Are you a professional painter?"

"I'm not a professional painter, but I like to paint, so I often come out to sketch. The girl still answered Liu Weiming's words while drawing.

"Can I take a look at your paintings?" asked Liu Weiming with a smile.

"Yes, but wait a minute, I'm done with a little bit left. "The woman's voice is very gentle and nice, and she speaks very kindly.

Hearing the woman say this, Liu Weiming sat aside and continued to admire the woman's graceful posture and elegant movements. The woman painted an oil painting, with a paint box next to her, and the woman looked into the distance, then raised her pen and dipped the paint she wanted in the paint box, and then carefully painted on the drawing board. The drawing is very focused. Liu Weiming looked at the quiet woman and found that the qiē in front of him was like a painting again.

Maybe after more than half an hour, the woman finally put the pen on the paint box, and then turned her head to look at Liu Weiming, and then smiled: "I'm sorry just now, I haven't paid much attention to you." That's what I'm sick with, and once I get serious, I won't pay much attention to what's going on around me. ”

"You're so polite, I'm the one who bothered you. Liu Weiming said lightly.

"Come, now that the painting is finished, please taste it, the painting is not very good. The woman said.

"What is the appreciation, I am also curious, I am born with no literary and artistic cells, and I don't know anything about painting. Although Liu Weiming said this, he still walked to the position where the girl had given up and stood in front of the drawing board and watched.

The woman's painting is a qiē seen from this position, the high mountains in the distance, the thin fog, the houses of varying heights below the mountains, and even the curling smoke of cooking are also clear on the paper. It's just not very clear, Liu Weiming doesn't know how to paint, he doesn't understand at all, he looks at every painting is almost the same, so he doesn't know whether this painting is good or bad. However, he still believed in his heart that this painting was better painted.

"It's a good drawing, but I don't know how to draw, so I can't say why. Liu Weiming said with a smile, but when he turned his face, he saw the woman holding a camera taking pictures, still facing the bottom of the mountain.

"The painting was not very good, and there were a few places where I didn't get the result I wanted. The woman said as she held the camera and adjusted the focus.

Liu Weiming knows that this is a camera used by professional videographers, generally speaking, the cameras used by ordinary people are autofocused, and the cameras used by professionals are generally manual focusing. Of course, when you can also see it from the outside.

"Have you studied photography?" asked Liu Weiming curiously.

"Self-taught, because of interest. The woman continued to look for the picture she wanted, while answering Liu Weiming's words.

"You're amazing, you can draw and take pictures. Liu Weiming said casually.

"I'm all self-taught because I love that. Traveling, mountaineering, photography, sketching, these are all things I like, but they are not at the most professional level, they are just hobbies. The girl took a picture and then took off the camera.

This sentence startled Liu Weiming, and then smiled: "Because I like it, I have the motivation to do it, and I can enjoy it." It's a happy thing to do what you want to do. ”

"I don't have too high a lot of requirements, my ambitions are limited to that. Come, I'll take a picture of it for you. The girl raised her camera to Liu Weiming again.

This caught Liu Weiming a little off guard, and then stood up with a wry smile, standing straight there with a nonchalant smile.

"Hehe, sir, you can actually relax a little bit and poss. The girl put down her camera and said with a smile.

Liu Weiming was a little stunned, and then said with a smile: "I'm sorry, this is an occupational disease." This is indeed an occupational disease, Liu Weiming was a little nervous about the camera at the beginning to now as long as the camera is facing him, he will naturally stand up straight, showing a faint kind smile, revealing a very decent look. It's just that there are no suits and leather shoes today, and it's a bit nondescript to make such a pose in sportswear.

Liu Weiming relaxed himself, stood on the top of the mountain with a smile, the girl adjusted the focus with one hand, and then snapped a picture of Liu Weiming.

"You said you like to travel, you must have been to a lot of places, right?" said Liu Weiming.

"It's not too much, I've basically been to the country. Tibet, Xinjiang, Hainan, Xishuangbanna, Lijiang, Jiuzhaigou, Daxinganling, Suzhou, etc., foreign preparations and so on have finished the places they want to go in China. I like this kind of life very much, it feels good to be alone with a bag, walking on a strange road, looking at strange mountains and strange people, and drawing pictures of the beautiful things I see. The girl said as she gathered her sketchpad.

"Hehe, you are a person who yearns for freedom, everyone yearns for freedom in their hearts, carefree. Everyone wants to be free, but not everyone can do it. Freedom, freedom is to be able to do what you want to do, to be carefree. However, if you choose freedom, it means that you have to give up all your **. But how many people can do it without desire? Most people can't do it, so people nowadays every night when they are tired and bored from work, they will think in their hearts that one day they can carry their bags to a place where no one knows them and live a carefree life, but when they get up the next morning, they will rush to work with their bags and continue to live this tired and tired life. Freedom continues to be buried in my heart and dreams. That's how I am, so I envy you. Liu Weiming said sincerely.