Chapter 152

In February, the peach tree begins to bear small buds one by one, which are flower buds, and as the breath of spring becomes stronger and stronger, the flower buds gradually grow, and the petals are like chickens breaking out of the shell, jumping out of the small flower buds, and gradually forming the prototype of the flower. Slowly, the petals grew larger and larger, and the color began to change, some white, some pink.

The peach blossoms are pink, crimson, and light purple, and they are even more vivid and delicate against the backdrop of verdant green leaves. Some of them have only two or three petals, and some of them have all unfolded, and a trace of red stamens is pressed against the tip of the tender yellow, and the head is poked out mischievously. Some of them are still flower bones, and they look so full that they look like they are about to burst. A gust of wind blows, and the fragrance of peach blossoms is so refreshing. Dig into your nostrils, pounce into your heart, and inhale in a big gulp.

How beautiful the peach blossoms are! You can see with great pleasure that the white peach blossom with a pink and tall body is standing straight in the air that has not yet come out of the cold. It is full of countless delicate pink and white flowers. It still seems to be shining with a beautiful luster like fireflies.

I can't help but reach out and touch such a peach blossom, such a beautiful peach blossom, but, why, before my hand touches it, such a peach blossom slowly withered, dissipated, and was invisible. The rest is a remnant of burned, and there is a trace of withering.

The blackened trees stood upright, rushing to the sky, unable to see any life, not seeing a little life, nothing to see, only this trace, among them, standing Bai Rui, he stood here alone, invisible, nothing could be seen, no green vitality could be seen.

There is only falling, and now Bai Rui is only left with falling, he is constantly falling, sinking into it, with open hands, he can't catch anything. I really couldn't catch anything, and he was the only one left.

In July, the sky was clear and the sun hung like a fireball, and the clouds seemed to have been burned by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Spring is gone with the falling flowers, and the green leaves in summer are jumping in the warm breeze.

The early summer sunlight shines through the dense layers of foliage, and the ground is covered with sparkling spots the size of copper coins.

The wind blows with a slight warmth, and from time to time it brings the cuckoo's call, which is telling us: "Spring has returned." ”

Grass, reeds, and red, white, and purple wildflowers were basked by the fiery sun that hung high in the sky, and the air was filled with sweet and drunken scent.

In early summer, wildflowers of all colors bloom, red, purple, pink, and yellow, like brilliant spots embroidered on a large green carpet; Swarms of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around diligently.

In the middle of summer in July, there is not a single cloud in the blue sky, the fiery sun scorches the earth, the water in the river is hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.

A low-key convoy was slowly walking in the suburbs outside the capital of Dayan Kingdom, and the girl sitting in the carriage felt very depressed, and couldn't help but reach out and lift the curtain of the car, looking at the moat flowing out of the capital of Dayan Kingdom.

"Hey, there's a guy there. Go and save it. ”

"Hey, there are so many wounds on my body, one, two, thirty-four, fifteen, sixteen. Oh my God, sixteen wounds. ”

"Hurry up and heal him."

"But, Princess, the day of the departure home"

"No matter, hurry up and bring him back to Dawan, if there is anything, save him first. Hurry up and get the medicine, his breath is almost gone. ”

Spring came so quickly, silently and unconsciously, the trees pulled out new branches and grew tender green leaves. The grass also poked its head out, and the kapok tree was full of fiery red flowers, like a burning fire.

In summer, the trees grow verdant, and the playground is sealed tightly with dense layers of branches and leaves. Sunlight shines through the dense layers of foliage, and the ground is covered with sparkling spots the size of copper coins...... Sunlight shines through the dense layers of foliage, and the ground is covered with sparkling spots the size of copper coins

In autumn, the leaves turn yellow and gradually fall. The endless forests of the forest are bare. But the banyan tree, the golden leaf, and the nine mile incense are not afraid of the arrival of the autumn wind at all, they are still so green, the grass has also changed into new clothes, and the earth has a new look

In winter, the wind is bitterly cold, and the northwest wind blows through the treetops. The goose-feathered snow covered the earth in silver, and in the sun, it was dazzling.

Year after year, time flies. Perhaps, really, not at all affected, only time. Three years have passed, just like the previous six years, and for Bai Rui, there is no difference at all, but he still has the same expectations, following the same expectations as before.

"Guest, your tea." Xiao Er brought a cup of tea and put it in front of Bai Rui.

"Thank you." Bai Rui said, continuing to look at the crowd coming and going downstairs, he was waiting for a person to arrive, and he had been waiting for a long time.

Just when Bai Rui thought that the man he was waiting for would not come, a figure walked through the crowd, holding several pieces of rice paper and a brush in his hand, and ink between his fingers. He ran to Bai Rui impatiently, grabbed the teacup in front of Bai Rui unceremoniously, and got used to a sip of water first.

"What's wrong with you again?" Bai Rui stretched out his hand to greet Xiao Er and ordered to eat.

"Oh, I originally planned to come over, who knows, I met the seventeenth man on the list of rivers and lakes in the middle of the road, and then I wanted to propose to the county lord of a country, no, I went to see it twice." The man said embarrassedly that he looked in his thirties, nearly forty years old, and his eyes were still full of fire like a young man.

"Xiao Baishi, didn't you look twice, look at the ink in your hand, how many stories about these two people are written on it, I don't need to tell me." Barry said.

"Hehe, it really makes you laugh. By the way, did you bring what I wanted? Xiao Baishi hurriedly asked, took out a few sheets from the stack of rice paper in his hand, put the brush inserted in his waist in his mouth and licked it, moistened the tip of his nose, and then looked at Bai Rui expectantly.

"Of course, the anecdotes in the Dawan Palace, I went through several books to find them, and I have already written them for you." Bai Rui threw a book to Xiao Pepsi.

Xiao Baishi is like a treasure, holding this book, just like holding his newly married daughter-in-law, quickly hiding it in his arms, and then said: "I know that as long as you come out, there is nothing that you can't get." ”

"And what about what I want?" Barry said.

(To be continued.) )