Yurun Spring Mountain was originally very poetic and picturesque; In the rain of flowers, there is also a touch of charm and charm.

The spring rain is thin, soft and long like silk threads, and crystal clear like embroidery needles. Finely and densely weave an endless rain curtain, shrouding the mountains, forests, trees, and villages.

Such a quiet picture is the beauty that many people in the city yearn for. Someone drove a car, along those winding country roads, into the depths of spring, into the embrace of the countryside. These hurried passers-by, who really know the countryside, and who sees through the real situation behind the beautiful scenery.

The spring rain has moistened the land in central Sichuan, Checheshan is also full of green, and the Heitan River is also flooded with peach blossoms.

The rape flowers have been gone, and rows of pods have grown on the branches, stained with water droplets, shiny. Pea pods and bean pods are hanging in the middle of the leaves, taking advantage of this cool weather, absorbing the continuous spring rain, growing vigorously, pregnant with hope and harvest.

The cherries are also hidden in the middle of the green leaves, and the green fruit like a little finger is shiny. There are thrushes chirping on the branches of the cherries, as if they can't wait for the fruit to ripen. Some of the slightly reddened fruits were pecked by the birds that had been forced to wait. The mountain flowers bloom without an owner, and the ripe birds taste first.

This piece of cherry tree belongs to Gu Yigui's family, on the hillside behind his house. This is an orchard that Xiaoxiao and Erwa have been thinking about for a long time, and the cherries have a short fruiting period and will ripen in March. There is a saying in Sichuan that no matter how red the cherry is, it will not be as red as March.

The village in the rain was silent, and the rustling sound of the spring rain was like a soft serenade, and every qiē seemed to fall asleep quietly in this soothing rhythm.

In the small courtyard of the seven old men's house, the old apricot tree has already bloomed.

A night of spring rain and spring breeze, those bulging buds bloomed brightly, one by one facing the wind and rain, delicate and charming.

The black bark of the old apricot tree has been soaked a little too much by the rain, and if you pinch it with your hand, the water will flow out. The fungus parasitic on the trunk of the tree was soaked in the rain and came alive, as if many small ears listened to the lingering whispers of the wind and rain.

The old apricot tree is really old, and many of its branches have withered, but they are just powerless to reach the sky, but they can no longer bloom flowers and grow leaves.

Old trees bloom and are always happy. The seven old men sat under the eaves, smoking cigarettes, and looking at the flowers on the branches of the old apricot tree.

This old friend is still energetic, and he can still bloom flowers.

It's just that the flowers are no longer as dense as in previous years, and there are more and more branches of the old trees that do not bloom. Trees and people are the same, and no one can escape the curse of the fate of time.

It's just that this tree is also like the seven old men who are not convinced of the old, and they are shaking and shaking their spirits, and the old tree can still bloom a tree of flowers, and can also weave a pink cloud.

Liu Xiaosi held the ball and sat next to the seven old men. Both of them smoked leaf cigarettes, and the curling smoke rose from the cigarette butts and nostrils, slowly dissipating in the humid air, without a trace, like this moment of quiet time.

"Brother Seven, this old apricot tree is blooming again, so beautiful."

"However, it is really old, you look at the insect eyes on its body, you look at the fungus growing on its dead branches, this guy is desperate to bloom."

"This tree has been with us all our lives, we are all old, how can it not be old."

"yes, who knows if he'll be able to bloom next year."

This kind of weather always makes the old man feel dull and depressed, even when talking about a tree and flowers in front of him, the topic always seems heavy. Those who drove to see the scenery, who walked into this small farm yard and walked into the topic of these old people?

"There is too much rain this year, and although this spring rain is as expensive as oil, it is also greasy to get tired of having too much oil." The seven old men frowned and looked at the still dark and low sky. He worries about the vegetables in the field, such as newly planted peppers, eggplants, cucumbers and water spinach, which grow slowly in such cold weather, and will rot their roots if there is too much rain.

"Little four, you stay at home, I'll go to the field to see, there is a lot of rain, and it has to be drained." The seven old men got up, put on their raincoats, and picked up their hoes.

"Brother Seven, I'll go with you too." Liu Xiaosi was already used to following the footsteps of the Seven Old Men as he was when he was a child.

The two old men took their hoes and walked out of the courtyard gate, and locked up the flowers of the old apricot tree in the courtyard behind them. It's just that how can the vigorous spring in this spring be closed, the branches that stick out of the courtyard wall, the pink flowers are still swaggering in the wind and rain.

Qiuqiu braved the rain and followed behind the two old men. It had grown into a great young man, with four strong legs and swarthy black hair. The rain could not hold on its smooth black hair, and as soon as it shook its waist, the rain turned into droplets of water. The clump of white hair on the top of Qiuqiu's head, moistened by rain, resembles a blooming white lotus.

Dig up the ridges, straighten out the drainage ditches, and the excess water in the ground slowly seeps out. The wet and soft soil sticks to the feet, making the footsteps heavy.

The vegetable seedlings in the field have not yet grown, and they are shrunk in the seedling nest one by one. Although the seven old men have laid mulch on them, how can they grow well in such weather and low temperature? At this time of year, those vegetable seedlings have grown all over the vegetable patch.

The seven old men looked up at the sky and couldn't help but sigh. It's been a rough year! Thinking about the events of the year before and after the year, the hearts of the seven old men were like the sky full of gloomy clouds.

The fortune teller in the town always said that there was a hurdle in the life of whoever and who had a year, and the seven old men always laughed it off. Now the seven old men think, is this year also a hurdle in their lives? Everyone has said that if you have a hurdle in your life, it will be smooth sailing, and the seven old men also hope that they can cross this hurdle and smooth it in the future. What wind and rain have you never seen in this life? This continuous rainy day can't fall from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, right?

"Seventh brother, you see, someone went to Little Pepper's house."

Liu Xiaosi saw a group of people go to Xiao Chili's house, and that group of people was male and female, and they seemed to be very stylish. There were also two high-end looking cars parked in front of Pepper.

"It's Pepper's babies back, right?"

"It's not a New Year's Day, why are they coming back?"

"You're really interesting, but if it's not a holiday, people won't want to come back."

"No, I see that those people have taken a lot of things, it can't be some kind of Christian activity of theirs, right?"

"What kind of Christianity, still the rooster barks, that little pepper loves to be in the limelight, and that year he called me to join the church, saying that he could bless the safety of the family. I have long since disbelieved them, saying that the Lord is omnipotent. Almighty bullshit, your seventh sister-in-law is not the same paralyzed, not the same dead. "The seven old men have a lot of dissatisfaction with Little Pepper, and they have always been unaccustomed to her style.

"Brother Seven, what do you think they are doing?"

Through the open courtyard gate of Little Pepper's house, the two of them saw the men and women setting up tents in the courtyard and fiddling with a lot of things. After a while, I heard the sound of music coming from a high-powered speaker in the courtyard.

"Hehe, Brother Seven, isn't this little pepper going to have a blind date meeting. A few days ago, she said that she was going to find a partner for the single elderly in the village, so you can go and see it. ”

"What am I going to see, I'll find another one, where do you sleep at night, go back and sleep with the ball? I think it's your old thing complaining, if you want to panic, go find Pepper, maybe she's washed up and waiting for you in bed. Go ahead, you'll only be able to drink cold water when it's late. ”

The seven old men didn't know why they started a fire at Liu Xiaosi.

"I, I'm still waiting for ****** next autumn, she said she would come to me."

"Let's go, go back." The seven old men walked home.

This old ghost, this rainy day has a water in the skull. Liu Xiaosi thought behind the seven old men.