Chapter Seventy-Three: Meteor Shower
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The first sound of the clear guzheng seems to be very weighty.
Although the sound of the guzheng is like rain hitting plantains, it is leisurely and continuous, but the first sound of the attack must capture the hearts of the listeners.
Fang Hong was stunned for a moment, but still walked to the side of the boat: "The fishing boat sings late, the classic guzheng song." ”
It is the setting sun, the sea is sparkling, and the boat is parked on the sea, but it ripples with the ebb and flow of the tide.
The sunlight shone in, clearly projecting Fang Hong's outline.
The dark cheeks, the radiant eyes, the face that had become thin in the adventure, in the faint light of the setting sun, reflected the golden outline, which was the fine sweat that flowed from the hard work of pulling the fishing net.
After an afternoon, we have returned to the main channel, leaving the shallow sea area and away from the deep sea with strong waves.
Fang Hong turned around, cast out the fishing net, the fishing net was like a lotus leaf, and then stretched.
Sink into the sea.
Tang Yixin wore a shawl and watched Fang Hong's meticulous netting and casting the net, as if admiring David's sculpture.
This is the gaze of the lover.
In the sound of rushing water, Fang Hong bowed his waist, the soles of his feet against the side of the boat, and pulled the fishing net.
The force from above made Fang Hong understand that his efforts were not in vain.
The net was ashore, and the three fish were still jumping energetically.
Fang Hong took out the bucket, lifted half a bucket of seawater, and put a smaller fish in the bucket.
After Mahjong saw Fang Hong untie the net, he immediately went to the big fish curiously, wanting to see it clearly.
Fang Hong turned around: "Go and go, it will slap you with its tail in a while, and you will know that it hurts." ”
Mahjong seemed to be very unconvinced by Fang Hong's warning, strode forward, raised his paw to a fish, and then hurriedly jumped away, as if to say: "Look at how flexible and witty I am, how can it hit me." ”
Fang Hong couldn't cry or laugh, and began to deal with the fish: "If you put it here, it will definitely stink, I'll scale them and bleed them, and then dry them." ”
One fish was raised, and they were eaten fresh tomorrow, and the two fish were used as reserve food, which were processed by Fang Hong and put in the stern to dry.
Mahjong seems to have found its new glorious mission, from staring at the meat to staring at the fish, and at the stern of the boat does not want to leave.
Fang Hong said goodbye to his friends: "Good night everyone, see you tomorrow." ”
"Good night to Brother Gun, Sister Wine. ”
Fang Hong and Tang Yixin leaned against the side of the boat, watching the sunset set over the sea level.
"Do you think good days can be good forever?"
"As long as you want to, it will always be good. ”
The deck at the bow of the ship was no longer hot during the day, and Fang Hong lay down, feeling the temperature of the ship's board.
Tang Yixin also leaned over, and Fang Hong stretched out his arm to cushion Tang Yixin's head.
The two lay on the deck, snuggling together.
"Such bright stars, I haven't seen such a beautiful night sky in a long time. ”
"It's just sunset, and in two hours, the stars are really beautiful.
The lonely boat is fluttering on the sea, but it seems so peaceful and harmonious.
There were men and women lying on the boat, and the sky was full of stars.
The crescent moon on the sea, gradually rising, hangs in the night sky.
The night was darker, but it also peeled off the coat of the galaxy.
Near-Earth stars, as bright as eyes, twinkled brightly, and the two galaxies seemed to be intertwined.
The darker the sky, the brighter the stars.
Two snow-white nebulae swayed gently, perhaps because the ship was shaking. In the middle of the snow-white nebula, there was a pink star, which made Fang Hong intoxicated. The two white nebulae rotated slightly, allowing the pink star to spread slightly.
Down the two nebulae, there is a thin and smooth constellation, and the starlight and moonlight make the smooth constellation appear bright.
The sky also breathed, and the stars trembled and twinkled shyly.
The night sky is like ink, more like a bed where stars sleep peacefully, stars are still very young for the universe, and lying in bed will not lack vitality.
The constellation is like a triangle, and a delicate gap is in the triangle.
In the distant sky, next to the moon, a starlight with a long tail pierced the night, slid towards the triangle, and rowed towards the constellation of Celestial. The trajectory of the meteor is always inscrutable, or drifting, or going straight, it seems that in the middle of the sky, it is more stout and conspicuous.
A few bright red stars shimmered from the gaps in the separated stars, delicate and beautiful.
The breath of the sky brings rhythm to the shooting stars.
This is not the accident of a shooting star.
It's the Celestids.
Forever ago, nature gave the law, and everything lived like this.
Those stars that are as bright and hot as the sun, before they get close to their belonging, are also affectionate, gentle, and lovely.
The meteor shower was heading towards the hollowed-out triangle of the constellation, and the brilliance of the meteor seemed to light up the delicate gap with brilliance, and the gap seemed to be expanding, able to accommodate the comer.
From the day of its birth, the Celestids and the Celestids are two different celestial systems, but on the right nights, they blend together. It seems like it was born that way. Otherwise, why would the constellations be willing to accommodate meteor showers?
The moon is high in the sky, and it is even more troubled, and the stiff air hangs in the air, which seems to be different from the stars.
The turbulence of the meteor has brought different reactions to the entire night sky, and the night sky seems to be trembling, if it is a beautiful girl, it should also tremble and shy whispers, and have more communication.
From the suddenness of the beginning to the mildness of the later, from the initial discomfort to the harmonious night scene, from the purpose of the stars to the interweaving, the sky is also intoxicated.
It seems that two or three stars came one after another, and then lingered on the side, and there were seven or eight stars that made people feel that this was a round trip.
The long and continuous meteor shower, along such a pattern, goes on all the time.
They come with the banner of breaking through the level, and turn into bees to protect the flowers, affectionately rising and falling on the petals.
The breath of early spring is not too obvious in the South China Sea, but fortunately, there are also cat meows, which makes people understand that this is spring.
The night is as black as a waterfall, sliding down the shoulders of the sea, the night sky is above, and the sea is below.
The sea rises and falls gently and slowly, and the night sky is also converging gracefully, like an unknown bird flying through the sky like a warbler, and the sound is melodious.
The white nebula hangs down from the sky, and the pink star is bright and charming, and it seems to be close to the earth.
The alternation of light and dark with the pink star, and the meteor sky of the other half of the day, is a passionate and magnificent night, the most magnificent and moving moment.
The waves of the sea ebb and flow, and the big waves of the ups and downs want to touch the secret realm of the heavenly dome. The thousands of stars lost their minds for a while, as if sighing lightly.
The sound of the waves and the gentle sound of the wind in the night sky are intertwined into a beautiful chapter.
The meteor shower seems to be at its most spectacular.
The expanded area has reached its extreme.
There are red stars passing by, and there are yellowish stars twinkling.
Stargazers know that the last wave of meteor showers is coming.
The sky and the sea were stirred up at the same time, and the sound of the waves and the wind blended, climbing each other to a higher and higher realm that had never been reached.
In an instant, one white meteor after another formed a series and shot towards the portal of the constellation Celestial.
The scorching starlight, together with the moonlight, tore through the darkness and walked towards brilliance.
The milky white moonlight spreads down, soft as running water silver paste.
As the ship swayed, the moon seemed to shake a few times and then stood still again.
The meteor shower disappeared above the constellation Celestial, and the starry sky seemed to settle.
The waves gradually decreased, and the ship swayed gently.
The moon moved one last time, the clouds drifted by, and the moon was hidden.
The brilliance of the stars and the moon, at this moment, the light of the stars is more abundant.
With the gentleness of a shooting star, the starry sky is more magnificent and lovely.
In the calmer and calmer sea, there are dripping sparkles, and it is impossible to see whether it is the reflection of the stars or the creatures of the sea coming to the surface.
Maybe it's the last moonlight reflected off the water droplets, right?
It's late at night.
The wind blew Tang Yixin's hair.
Fang Hong stroked Tang Yixin's face: "You are my sky, my everything, magnificent and lovely." ”
Tang Yixin stroked Fang Hong's chest: "You are my sea, broad and powerful." ”
"Okay, I'm willing to be your sea forever, the night sky is above, and the sea is below. ”
"Is it the alternation of day and night, where the night sky falls and the sea is above?"
"It doesn't matter, for thousands of years, right and wrong, the sea and the sky are always blended between the line. ”
The moon rises in the sea, and the sunset is intertwined.
The lover's boat is swaying, and the sky and the sea are undulating.
The stars shimmer in the night, and the clothes linger.
The streamer will eventually pass, and the two have known each other.
- "Boat Life Love"