Because of the dream of Taizu, not only did Meng Yue wake up crying from the dream early, but Wang Li also woke up together. As soon as the two of them combined, they simply went to the viewing platform to wait to see the sunrise, and there were not many people who came to Lushan at this time, and there were already several people waiting there when they arrived. There are couples who wake up earlier than them, there are also wise men and hermits who drink until dawn overnight, and there are young people who climb to the viewing platform not long after entering the mountain at night.

The atmosphere between them was very good, and Meng Yue and Wang Li had just approached, and someone beckoned them to drink sweet wine. The sweet wine brewed with old ginger gives out a mellow sweet aroma, a few bright red wolfberries are dotted on it, and there are glutinous rice balls the size of pearls inside, which is a delicious bowl that can not only warm the body, but also cushion the stomach.

We don't know each other's names, only occasionally talk to each other for a sentence or two, and there are elegant words and unpretentious words, elegant and elegant style, and vulgar and vulgar, which makes people yearn for it unconsciously. Meng Yue couldn't love this atmosphere very much, drinking sweet wine, snuggling Wang Li, listening to a few words faintly, watching the far end of the cloud spit out the dawn little by little.

"Literati and artists are indeed very suitable for living in such an environment, and inspiration can rush out every day as if they didn't need money. "Literati and writers, regardless of talent, as soon as they enter the official career, they will lose their original aura. cough, don't talk about it far away, just talk about Wang Li, who used to be a poet and amazing, Lu Chuying and Lu Kunlang still talk about it occasionally.

Even Wang Li himself said that since the goods were sold to the emperor's family, he could no longer mention poetry. Writing poems is either a bumpy life and many hardships, or far away from the court, close to the mountains and rivers, and how many poets are really born in wealth and die in peace.

"If we really like it every year, we will also put a thatched house here. Wang Li looked at Meng Yue at this moment and felt that she wanted to live in seclusion here now.

"Okay. "Meng Yue really can't imagine at this time, where is there a more suitable place than Lushan for the rest of his life.

Just as her words fell, a little golden red slowly appeared in the sky, and suddenly, the bright light spread over the clouds, and the rolling sea of clouds was like a haze with a brocade inch of splendor. Occasionally, there are thick clouds**, there are dangerous peaks standing, and the colorful morning sun is layered with skin, but the mountain peaks are still stubbornly green and daisy.

Meng Yue had also seen the sunrise of Mount Tai and the moon of Emei, but he was still shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and he almost couldn't help but walk to the side of the sun-viewing platform, wanting to pick up a handful of clouds and put it into his heart: "Senior brother." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Every time I want to see the sunrise in the future, you have to be with me, such a magnificent scene, it's a pity to watch it alone.

Wang Li said with a smile: "Naturally. ”

When the sun jumped out of the clouds, the cheers of Qingyue resounded on the viewing platform, and after a moment it was quiet again. After a while, everyone began to clean up, and when they left, the platform was clean, if it weren't for the conscious maintenance every day, Lushan without "property" would have become a garbage dump.

Not to mention, when Meng Yue thought about it at this time, he realized how great Xiao Ming was, whether it was in the city or the countryside, or in the mountains, it was always very clean. The more you see and experience more, the more you hope that this Ming Dynasty can last for thousands of years.

The top of the mountain is sunny, but the bottom of the mountain is heavy because of the humidity, and the distant mountain is covered by rain, and the light smoke locks the building. Meng Yue and Wang Li walked on the plank road with an umbrella, the distant mountains and near the water are like the splashed ink landscape of the master's pen, and a few faint strokes of ink are like a few peaks flying to the fairy trail.

It was not until the afternoon that the rain and fog dissipated, and after Meng Yue and Wang Li had lunch, they took a boat on the water to see the reflection of the green mountains and the sparkling lake. The breeze that still had a little bit of moisture blew Meng Yue's long hair and clothes, making Wang Li almost fascinated, and Meng Yue couldn't help but chuckle: "Senior brother, this lover's eyes are out of Xi Shi and haven't dispersed yet." ”

"I won't be scattered in this life. ”

"What about the next life?"

"People who know the next life, and first think about this life, if there is really an afterlife, it is best to have no guesses. Wang Li was afraid, if it weren't for the two young people who had no guesses and many twists and turns, he might not have such good luck to meet Meng Yue.

"Well, okay, I'll find you sooner. "No matter how many waves there are in life, we can happily go through them together from a young age.

In the distance, a light song suddenly sounded, like a local country tune, I can't hear anything sung, but the girl who sings has a very beautiful voice, singing so that the green mountains on all sides are more verdant, and the lake water is a little clearer. Just as Meng Yue was about to ask the boatman, another boat came in the distance, and there were three little bastards dancing and a couple smiling and groaning.

Mengyo: ......

In this world, isn't there a place where people can live a quiet two-person world?

"Mom, I miss you so much. ”

Ah Yan: It's not right for me to not be able to watch them, but you have to consider that two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that they have also brought in strong reinforcements, and I can't help it.

Axu: "Brother, my father's face is so dark." ”

Ah Yan: "If one day I encounter a scene like today, my face will be black." ”

The boatman was in the stern, Meng Yue and Wang Li were in the bow, the two hugged and hugged and loved each other, and the boatman could not see much. Therefore, if this little bastard doesn't come, Wang Li may have to hug Meng Yousheng to express his heartfelt feelings, and the result is ......

At this time, it was Tangtang, and Wang Li was a little disgusted.

Well, this dislike only lasts until Tangtang pounces into Wang Li's arms, and as soon as he hugs the sweet and soft little girl with the smell of strawberry candy, Wang Li is no matter how disgusted he is, and he will instantly turn into love to the bones: "Auntie, uncle." ”

Lu Chuying and Lu Kunlang couldn't help but laugh evilly: "I didn't plan to come, it was because Tangtang dreamed of you the night before, and after waking up, I cried so much that I brought them to see you." ”

After two days and two nights, what else can Meng Yue and Wang Li do in the two-person world, their daughter, they raised her little by little, of course, they coaxed her: "What did Tangtang dream of?"

Tangtang shook her head rightfully: "I don't remember, I just remember that it hurts here." ”

Meng Yue: "There is no reason at all, what are you hurting?" ”

"Maybe it's my parents' thoughts. "Sugar candy casually sends sugar, and doesn't coax my parents at all.

Lu Chuying couldn't laugh well, and Lu Kunlang helped Lu Chuying with the same smile on his face: "Since the three of them have sent Tangtang, then we can be regarded as having a good job, your family has fun, and A-Ying and I will go for a walk in the mountains." ”

Meng Yue: The co-authorship doesn't let us live in a two-person world because you thought about it.

"Sir, did you do it on purpose?"

Lu Chuying and Lu Kunlang laughed and left in a boat, and after a while, they landed ashore and walked away, leaving Meng Yue and Wang Li and the little bastards face to face. At such a time, I can only silently tell myself in my heart, "The biological is the biological one, and you can't throw it away."

When the little bastards were having fun, Wang Li and Meng Yue glanced at each other and laughed silently, and the years were long and leisurely and quiet and gentle in each other's smiles.

May in this life, the wind and frost will not reach your face, may this life, the waves will not reach your heart, and I am willing to meet you in this rolling red dust, green mountains and green waters, and the same heaven and earth.

May the world be gentle to this world, and may the world be gentle to all people, may there be a smile on every face in the world, and may every inch of the Ming Dynasty be passed on forever.

I hope to meet again one day, although thousands of years have passed, I can see your demeanor.