----Haha, Du Ruo, the girls in the city are really crabs' feet, and there are many bends!

---- your dog's rice soup to wash his hair, it's confused!

----Don't be a shell mantis crawling a broomstick, don't cocoon blind energy!

Where ----, where, my wife's temper with fried tofu with spicy chili peppers on the outside and soft on the inside, it won't be fine in a while! Du Ruo ran out of the house, unexpectedly surrounded by a group of giggling juniors. "Dude, let's make fun of the child, make fun, stay for a while, wait for my wife to give birth to the baby, and make sure you make enough noise!" The descendants jumped for a while and all dispersed. Du Ruo turned his head, listened to Ren Yan's suppressed sobbing sound faintly coming from the room, was ruthless, picked up the tools, and patrolled the road without looking back.

----Du Ruo——, your wife is sick, where are you?

Du Ruo walked out a few miles listlessly, and the sunset on the west slope of the pass also seemed to blush, and reflected a few rays of glow on the emerald micro of the peaks and mountains that were about to darken, and the birds that were resting in the mist from time to time by the roadside seemed to be in a trance, and hid in the branches of the kudzu vines or the grass and trees with a sigh.

Du Ruo had just walked out of a mountain col, and suddenly heard a sharp shout from behind the mountain, and suddenly felt a bang in his skull, and even the ground that came out of his spine was panicked and aggrieved, so he hurriedly put away his toolkit and ran back quickly. In the distance, I saw that the front door of the workshop was crowded with people looking panicked. "Hurry up, let go, Du Ruo is back, I'm afraid your wife is going to give birth!" People rushed to get out of the way, and Ren Yanji rolled his eyes on the bed, his whole body was like a fish flower thrown alive in a pot of oil, rolling on the quilt that had been kicked open with great difficulty, and his mouth, which was covered with bloodshot dead fish kisses, let out a burst of tragic and painful dry howls. "What are you still doing! Tie up the stretcher! If you miss Chenguang for a while, both adults and children will be in danger! Du Ruo woke up from shock and fear, hurriedly looked for a bamboo bed, pressed Ren Yanlian on the bed, and then called a descendant, lifted it and ran out......

The sunset can be vigorously smeared on the distant mountains for a while, and then gradually fade away, and the mountains are accompanied by the chirping of birds and birds returning to their nests, and there are still the last rays of twilight. Du Ruo climbed over two mountains in a row, his whole body was so hot that he couldn't breathe, and just ran to a mountain col, Ren Yan on the stretcher suddenly shouted as if he was heartbroken. Du Ruo hurriedly put down the stretcher. "Water...... Water! ”。“ Where is the water in this place? Du Ruo was so anxious that he stomped his feet. The latter said, "I'll go back and get it!" He threw his legs and ran back towards the faint mountain path.

Du Ruo walked around the stretcher restlessly, his heart was like fifteen buckets of water, seven up and eight down, and suddenly saw a small stream hidden under the cliff in the pile of rocks. Du Ruo didn't think about it, and hurriedly ran over over with thorns and thorns, stretched out his hand to pick up the water, and ran back when he turned around, but he didn't run a few steps, and the water was all flowing from the palm of his fingers, Du Ruo hesitated for a while under the palm of his feet, and listened to Ren Yan on the cliff and hissed in his throat for a while, Du Ruo ran to the stream again helplessly, took off his coat in the cold mountain wind in the evening, wet, pocketed water, and ran back until he ran back out of breath, and there was not much left of the water splashing and sprinkling the ground. Du Ruo had to wring out the wet clothes and drip the water into Ren Yan's mouth little by little. Ren Yan drank some water and seemed much quieter, her head was swollen and slumped on the stretcher, her eyebrows were soaked in tears, and her eyes were stupidly staring at the sky that was about to darken in the mountains.

Du Ruo put on wet clothes and walked to the mouth of the mountain, there was still no movement on the mountain road leading to the workshop halfway up the hillside, and at this moment he left him in the barren mountains and mountains to accompany the half-dead Ren Yan, Du Ruozhi felt that he was the No. 1 big fool in the sky, a fool who boiled his mind and was confused, and regretted his foolishness, obsession, and self-deception of this moth to the fire and burning himself......

Du Ruo was like a frosted eggplant for a while, and like a pot of boiling water, wilting all over, but his heart could no longer be chaotic. It's this stinky bitch called Teacher Ren, who was proud to be young, beautiful, and educated, and sold pearls as dung balls, and put so many heads and faces on the railway line that stretched for dozens of miles in the work area and didn't marry, and wanted to use his chastity as a tablecloth and his face as an ass, and married a half-old man in order to transfer back to the city, and now his belly has been enlarged, and he can't mix in the city, and he rolls on the stone slab, and he wants to jump into the shit (death) pit, and he wants to go to our big ravine to seek death. She was looking for death to marry that bastard in the city, why didn't she follow her to save her! When she was ashamed of the moon, she followed her blindly, and the stupid brothers who complained about her didn't come to save her!

Du Ruo is not a sage who has read too many books, everyone has compassion, he is not afraid of losing his personality and face, he is not afraid of wasting emotions and money, he will save her, look at the female teacher who had eyes on her forehead, and now her head is in the crotch of her pants to hang; Sui was a charming sister at the beginning, but now a flower is inserted in cow dung, and she is looking for death with a big belly. Isn't the yellow mud falling in the crotch of her pants, it's not (death) is also (death), does she still have the face to show up in this mountain? As the saying goes, with a begging stick in her hand, even relatives and neighbors dare not recognize her, who still thinks she is a female teacher of flowers and bones?

Du Ruo is really yearning for the beauty of the female surname is too strong, it is really to see that she used to be knowledgeable and knowledgeable to attract people's respect, and now she looks like a dog to make people pitiful, in the past, she used to attract bees and butterflies, but now she has become a dog tail grass that can be stepped on, so she does not hesitate to sacrifice her personal reputation and interests, and spread this big lie in the work area, so that she is not afraid of being poked in the backbone, and she is not afraid that she will not be able to marry a daughter-in-law in the future. Don't expect her to be grateful, just really marry Du Ruo as his wife, Du Ruo twitched his cheeks and smiled, and his voice seemed to be smeared with honey and said a basket of good words, but he became a donkey's liver and lungs with kindness, and changed the sentence "I hate it!" Du Ruo squinted his eyes and attached friendship, let go of his comfort, kissed her lips, pinched her face, it was just ancient, and it was still fierce today, and he actually fell into a "Please be respectful!" "In the past years, Du Ruo has always been polite and polite, don't say anything indecent, don't look at indecent things, and ordinary girls still take the flowers and lazy to look back. To put it bluntly, it's not that Du Ruo is a person in the mountains, ignorant and ignorant, with long nose hair and black nails......

The more Du Ruo thought about it, the more angry he became, he pulled off his wet clothes and ran back angrily. On the stretcher, Ren Yan Mo'er was about to have another seizure. Isn't she just a dog pee moss growing on the Golden Luan Palace—born in a good place! The hukou is from the city! Why do you have eyes that are higher than your forehead, and you look down on us mountain people! She didn't say in the past that people are a product of environment and education, and that everyone is born equal and free! At that time, Du Ruoqing had a sentence on the stone slab, and he couldn't recognize a basket of big characters, looking at her and others swaggering the romance of the wind and snow, and deducing the love story of applause, Du Ruo was just full of eyes and hungry, and the toad was not obsessed with forgetting to eat swan meat. At present, her half-dead dog's tail is gone, and a little of the most charming and eye-catching wind scratching and coquettishness have been lost with the years, and even a place to eat with her mouth open and sleep with her eyes closed is so practiced that the chicken and the dog walk.

Du Ruo is a stupid bird that flies first to keep pace with the times, the temple is the temple a long time ago, the god is not that god, and the one who has long judged that the cloud is not the ignorant mountain road maintenance worker in the past. In the past few years, looking at the mountains, stepping on the ground, hanging the beam on the head, cone and stabbing the strands, knocking out the front teeth and swallowing them in the stomach, the eyes are pulled out as bubbles to smash, and the poems and books have been practiced, and the wonderful pen is full of flowers, and has won the glorious title of painter inside and outside the road bureau, and a few scribbles in her leisure time are more than the wages she earns for more than two hundred hours a month in the city, why do you still look down on Du Ruo? Is it really a person's natural surname to be happy and avoid hardship, according to the old pedigree to see people as a human mindset, Du Ruo is a mountain person, wearing a mask in the city to work as a dung digger, it is better than doing business in the mountains. Then why did she wear glasses and look like a human at the beginning, saying that the environment is not good and can be changed; The level of education is not high and can be learned; Then why did she wear flowers and smelly beauty in the first place, what knowledge changes fate, and learning achieves the future. They sold you, and you still count the money, you fool!

Du Ruo smiled disdainfully, and the muscles on his cheeks shook violently. A cruelty that borders on rage surged into her heart, didn't she want to die, being poor was just a search for food, death was just a loss of breath, anyway, Lord Yama had already issued her invitation, and there were indispensable ghosts in the palace of Yama, what is the difference between seeking death by herself and others helping her die! Du Ruo no longer wants to lose his personality and face because of a little obsession in his heart, and he no longer wants to waste his emotions and money for cheap human moral compassion.

Du Ruo was ruthless, and an incomparable hatred and resentment towards Ren Yan occupied his entire mind, and for a while, he was like eating a flat shoulder and crossed his intestines, and as soon as he tore off the wet clothes on his body, he was tightly blocked on Ren Yan's mouth. Ren Yan was caught off guard, like a mouse being driven into a chimney in the dying struggle, her eyes were black, her mouth was full of filth, her face was crooked, and her legs kicked wildly trying to get up from the stretcher. Du Ruo laughed strangely, pressed her shoulder tightly, and pressed her murderously on top of her. Ren Yan was instantly like an animal pressed on a slaughtering bench, trembling as if it had been bled all over, and like a poultry with its neck broken, screaming extremely bitterly with the last trace of despair.

"You can't do this, she is your spiritual idol and your artistic guide!" Du Ruo's conscience instantly found that his hair stood on end, and a heavy sense of guilt and guilt rose in his heart, and he pulled down his wet clothes again, and the unforgettable scene when he met Ren Yan for the first time flashed in front of his eyes. Du Ruo remembers that it was the evening after the literary and art study class was held in the work area. Du Ruo carried a sketchpad on his back, carried dry food, and wandered around the depths of Daba Mountain like a fly without legs for a week, and for the first time in his life, he painted a few landscape paintings that were not inferior to contemporary painters. When Du Ruohuai came to the dormitory of female college students in the work area with his paintings in his arms, he looked at the descendants who came in and out of the work area in and out of the corridor for dozens of miles, all of them were dressed in suits and leather shoes, and they were brightly dressed, giving people a strong fragrance of cosmetics. Du Ruo suddenly panicked, shortness of breath, ashamed of himself, looking at the stains on his work clothes, and the yellow and clear shoes of Jiefang, he regretted why he didn't buy a suit and a pair of leather shoes when he came; Seeing that he was covered in dust, frost, and unkempt hair, he regretted why he didn't get a haircut and a beauty when he came. Du Ruo felt sorry for himself in the shadow of the corridor again and again, plucked up the courage to walk to the door of Ren Yan's room several times, and retreated back in a panic for no reason. Later, Du Ruo couldn't stop and wanted to retreat unwillingly hiding under the corridor, listening to the laughter of the men and women in the room, and looking at the tall and short reflections outside the window, Du Ruo finally had the courage to rush out of the shadows, and knocked on Ren Yan's door with a surprisingly red face, "Is Teacher Ren here?" The men and women in the room were suddenly silent, and Ren Yan also walked out of the crowd in surprise, "Teacher Ren, I am a student in your literature and art class, my name is Du Sanniu, I have painted a few paintings, I want you to help take a look!" ”

"Ah, Master Du, please come in!" Ren Yan took the painting, carefully spread it out on the table, and the people around him also came up curiously. What kind of painting is this, it is more laughable than the graffiti of elementary school students, the whole picture is not like a mountain, the water is not like water, there is no composition, there is no frame, not to mention coloring or depiction. Ren Yan unconsciously pursed her lips and smiled, silently rolled up the painting and handed it to Du Ruo's hand, and wanted to send him out of the door, but Du Ruo shrank by the door timidly, looking humbly seeking advice and sincere fear, covered in wind and dust, obviously just returned from sketching in the mountains. Ren Yan couldn't bear it again, and while talking to Du Ruo and pouring a glass of water, she asked Du Ruo to sit down at the table, "Master Du, don't be surprised, it's not to dispel your positive surname, engaging in literary and artistic creation requires cultural skills, and the literary and artistic study classes held in the work area are to enrich the amateur cultural life of the majority of employees, not to encourage everyone to be painters or writers." It is not impossible to take the road of literary and artistic creation, but it requires considerable perseverance and perseverance, and it is not something that can be achieved overnight. First of all, we must endure loneliness, withstand temptation, and quote a sentence of literary theory to say that we must have a fixed surname. At the same time, we must travel thousands of miles, read thousands of books, and constantly absorb the essence of human culture to enrich ourselves. In this way, you can have the courage to think about the eight poles and accept Sumeru in mustard seeds, and you can have the embrace of thousands of clothes and nirvana, and truly achieve silence and contemplation, thinking for thousands of years, quietly moving, and seeing thousands of miles. The great French writer Balzac once said that art is the crystallization of ideas, and 'a work of art is the astonishing concentration of the greatest number of ideas in the smallest area'. So you want to paint, you want to be a painter, and the kung fu is outside the painting. You have to tenacity your surname, cultivate your feelings, expand your knowledge, and cultivate your aesthetic taste; You'll have to dabble heavily in philosophy, aesthetics, psychology, ethics, history, art history, and so on. At the very least, you have to read Feng Youlan's History of Philosophy, Zhu Guangqian's History of Western Aesthetics, Fan Wenlan's General History of China, You Guoen's History of China, and Zhonghua Book Company's History of Chinese Art. Master Du, I said so much, do you understand? ”

Du Ruo stood up with a red face, bowed down to say thank you to Ren Yan, and grabbed the door in three steps and two steps, and heard a burst of laughter from the sound of the door slamming behind him. People can't just be insulted like this, they can't be ridiculed and looked down upon like this. Du Ruo is a man who stands up to the sky and the earth, he is a person when he sleeps, and he is a man when he stands up, and he can't just be a dwarf for this and that history. Didn't the old foreman say: the country has been reformed and opened up, science and technology are the primary productive forces, and the whole society has begun to respect knowledge and talents; The little sister in my hometown also said: If a nation does not study and does not want to forge ahead, it is a backward nation, and if a person does not study, he will end up with nothing to do, and he is a stupid and ignorant person. Du Ruo does not read as many books as female teachers in college, so she naturally has to be despised by female teachers; Du Ruo drank less ink than the ink bottles discarded by the female teacher, so he naturally had to be taught by the female teacher. This truth is just like saying that the moon is in the sky, the rivers and the earth are the same, it is eternal and justified, how can there be anything that can't be rubbed to feel humiliated, how can there be any grievances to feel that someone has splashed a basin of dirty water!

Du Ruo ran downstairs with sad eyes, his mood gradually calmed down, and he found a crumpled sketch in the dark ground. The female teacher is right: if you want to be a painter, you must first study; If you want to have a career, you must first be a person. From now on, I will study with one mind, and from now on, I will be a man with one mind. Du Ruo wiped a handful of tears overflowing from his eyes with a sad expression, and with eyes that could not be said to be grateful or emotional, he finally glanced at the window of the female teacher, who was extraordinarily bright in the dark night, and walked towards the winding mountain road without looking back. ……

Ren Yan was dry for a while, her mouth wide open in horror, and her dead fish-like eyes turned a withered yellow and dry light in the hazy shadows of the twilight night. Du Ruo shook his head gloomily, a dazed and uneasy look drifted imperceptibly on his face, and reluctantly reached out to wrap his arms around her waist, gently rubbing her towering breasts and belly that towered higher than them. Ren Yan finally spit out a pile of yellow water with "wow", slanted in shock, and secretly glanced at Du Ruo with a strange and suspicious eye, and fell into Du Ruo's arms with great trust, gasping for breath.

"You...... You! Don't do this! I'm sorry just now, I'll be fine after a while! ”

Du Ruo was flustered for a while, extreme regret and heavy regret lingered in his heart for a long time, and looked at Ren Yan's little bird in his arms, his black hair rubbed his cheeks numb, and his face was suddenly strangely hot, and he pushed Ren Yan away with a busy and irritable manner, put her down on the stretcher, and saw her fall asleep groggily without knowing it, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, and her heart fell to the ground slowly. Du Ruo remembered that it was a sunny and breezy morning a few days later, Du Ruo was squatting in the dormitory with groups of sick drinks, and the children next door led Ren Yan to push the door and walked in. Du Ruo was taken aback, and stood up in a hurry, and the workers all dispersed with their eyebrows, and saw Ren Yan panting slightly, as if the seven fairies were in the mortal dust, and put a stack of books on the table, "You eat, I'll leave in a while, the work area holds a youth engineering cultural assistance activity, you are my 1:10 help object, the leader heard that you live here, and you like to paint, and I specially asked you to come here to see, these books are issued by the labor union in the work area." Don't say it, there are hundreds of students in the class, and you are the only one who has this surname! ”

"This ...... How embarrassing is this! Thank you, Mr. Ren, thank you, Mr. Ren! Du Ruo hurriedly put down his chopsticks, just like a fairy meeting seven fairies under the acacia tree, and he bowed three 90-degree bows in a row in disbelief, which made Ren Yan smile, and couldn't help but pull a chair and sit down. It's not easy for you road maintenance workers, four or five people live in a room, the environment is not good, close to the railway line, and there is no road, if it wasn't for that child's enthusiasm, I wouldn't have been able to go to you! ”

Du Ruo was suddenly so excited that his blood was boiling, his face seemed to be a morning glow red, and he was busy making tea and handing fruits, but there were too many dirty wine bottles and rotten bowls in the room, and there was a sound under his feet, which made Ren Yan laugh out loud, "You are really funny, you really respond to the proverb that smoke comes out of articles and wine makes poetry, you eat well, my task is also completed, see you next time!" After Ren Yan finished speaking, she stepped out of the room in a few steps. Du Ruo hurriedly picked up a plastic bag of fruit and walked behind him. At this time, the small station was the Chenguang after work, and every house was wide open, and suddenly saw a beautiful girl walking beside Du Ruo, and they couldn't help but stretch out their heads and leaned out. When Du Ruo first went out, he was a little embarrassed to distance himself from Ren Yan, and when he saw this scene, he stepped back even more meaningfully, and when people began to talk about each other, Du Ruosuo walked beside Ren Yan in one step, and pretended to deflect his head affectionately. Ren Yan smiled generously, "Master Du, you understood what I said last time." If you want to paint, this is a good thing, we should support it, and our leaders have also said that now is to encourage the all-round development of workers and workers and become useful talents for building the four modernizations of socialism. Although you have a poor cultural foundation and have not graduated from junior high school, you can improve yourself through correspondence courses. The books I brought with you have review materials for applying for correspondence courses. Now that the whole society is advocating learning culture, if you want to get back the ten years delayed by the Gang of Four, you have to keep up with the trend of the times. In addition, if the cultural level is improved, the horizon will be broadened, and the painting will go to the next level, which is called reading more than 10,000 volumes and writing like a god. You have a spiritual surname, and your surname is also high, and you are the only student in the class who can draw after graduation, so as long as you work hard and study diligently, maybe one day you will really become a painter, and then we will be Bole. Maxima often has, Bole is not often there! ”

Du Ruo has been in a dream, only then did he wake up from his surprise and confusion, and while forcibly stuffing the fruit into Ren Yan's hand, he bowed respectfully to Ren Yan who was like a fairy under the noon sun, "Teacher Ren, please rest assured, I will study hard and never disappoint your expectations, as long as you are willing to accept me as a student, you can often come to guide and guide me, that is, to be a cow and a horse, and I will never forget your love and righteousness for the rest of my life!" ”……

It was getting darker and darker, and the shadow of the old pine tree standing on the cliff wall at the mouth of the mountain dissolved into the darkness, and the noisy birds and branches of the mountains and fields were also silent in the thick darkness of the night, and only the rustle of the leaves of the wind blew intermittently.

Du Ruoshen walked to the mountain pass with one foot and one foot shallow, and there was no light on the mountain road, and there was no trace of the next life. Coldly, Ren Yan shouted again, "Water ...... Water ......". Du Ruo was even more angry, and the annoyance in his heart made him scold angrily. This female disaster star who sent him to the staircase and took the stairs, this female teacher who can't love and hate, when will it be tossed. Du Ruo screwed up his wet clothes listlessly, a wry smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he stumbled to touch the stream, returned to the water, and dripped into Ren Yan's mouth with great impatience and carelessness. Who knew that Ren Yan was desperately twisting her body on the stretcher as if she was urging her life, her throat was sharpened as if it had been cut, and her legs were stretched straight all of a sudden. Du Ruo was stunned, and bowed down in distraction, and Mo Moye secretly saw that Ren Yan had shrunk into a ball half-dead, and the sweat on his forehead squeezed into his sallow face like beads, and went straight to the eye sockets and the corners of Wa's crooked mouth, "I...... I'm afraid I'm going to give birth......"

Du Ruo's heart froze, and he turned his head ambiguously, listening to Ren Yan picking up his clothes in vain, an uncontrollable curiosity drove him to turn around again, Ren Yan tore off a few buttons on his pajamas, and still rolled over and tore at the half-worn pajamas. Du Ruo's heart was beating faster, her blood was rushing, her spirit was so nervous that she was like a string about to break, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly, and finally pinched Ren Yan's hand. Unexpectedly, Ren Yan screamed in extreme pain, and pounced on him as if he had fished out a straw.

Du Ruo only felt a heat in his eyes, his heartstrings involuntarily shook sharply, and he couldn't help but reach out and hug her, and let Ren Yan's unobedient head roll down his face with sweat and tears in his arms. "You...... You, ...... quickly" Du Ruo was immediately infected, his face was filled with a layer of excitement, and he hurriedly suppressed the unbearable trembling all over his body, gritted his teeth, and ripped off Ren Yan's pajamas. Du Ruo seemed to have healed all the nerve fibers that tortured him, all the sorrows and sorrows that had worn away his life had receded, and his heart was full of joy mixed with shame; As if he had suddenly been knocked unconscious by a stick, he opened his mouth stupidly, and his mind was in a trance for a long time, and a kind of secret feeling accumulated in his heart made him feel like he had suddenly drunk a glass of alcohol, full of spicy and a little intoxicated......

Du Ruo remembered that it was a breezy night a month later. At that time, Du Ruo stepped on the misty moonlight of the mountain road, bathed in the warm breeze of the mountains and wilderness, and went to Ren Yan's single dormitory in the work area again. At that time, Du Ruo walked all over the mountains and rivers of Bashan, and traveled all over the large and small Xinhua bookstores in Jiangcheng. When Du Ruo picked up the sketchpad for the first time and went to sketch on the dangerous peak of Bashan, several people in the work area laughed crookedly, saying that Du Ruo was a fly in the glass cover, and the future was bright and there was no way out; Others say that Du Ruo is poor and crazy, can't afford a camera machine, and the ghost paints peach charms, which can be regarded as catching up with fashion and playing with silly taste. When Du Ruo started from middle school Chinese textbooks, participated in various classes with words, and carried back large bags from the provincial capital on Sunday, and put out this and that book that was thicker than a brick and stacked up with a wall high, people were even more shocked and fried in a hot oil pot. This is not a gentleman who wears a coat and is hard-filled; Does the dog wear a top hat and pretend to be a reader? There is such a tofu old man who throws his burden and throws so many books back with all his family, can you understand! If it is true that the eagle can lay eggs when it flies over, then it still needs a handful of rice and a handful of chaff to raise chickens!

Du Ruo finally didn't drown in a mouthful of spittle, and didn't break his backbone by the mountain-like gossip. However, the more he studied, the more he felt that he was barren and ignorant, and the more he painted, the more he felt that he lacked talent. Unexpectedly, the unprecedented Jiangcheng Art Magazine published one of his studies, and also commented that he had a strong knowledge base and a talented composition, and even sent Wu Shiyuan a manuscript fee with the book. Du Ruo is not ridiculous, no hard work, no harvest, a spirit, a career. Ren Yan is right when he says that the quality of a person's mental outlook and the level of intelligence are determined by the day after tomorrow. Du Ruo already felt that tonight's moon was different from yesterday's, and even the gentle mountain breeze had a refreshing fragrance.

When Du Ruo was very elegantly carrying the art magazine, holding a very successful and well-behaved style, with excitement, eagerness and a little cramped and uneasy, he was about to knock on Ren Yan's door, and the famous little evil skin in the oblique stabbing station sneakily came over. "Don't knock on the city gate in the middle of the night - you hit the nail yourself, you're not at home, you went to take a shower, how about it, do you want to open your eyes, how can it be the real [***], I don't know how many times more charming than the big-ass woman who sits in the house behind closed doors and paints peach charms!"

Du Ruo's heart was pounding, and a thought that had disturbed the peace for a long time rushed from his heart, and he walked out of the door involuntarily. At this time, the moon had climbed the east mountain, and the branches and leaves were shaking, and the distant mountains and near the water were shrouded in an empty expanse. Du Ruo walked through a mountain stream, not far in front of him there was a bean light flickering on and off, and there seemed to be hidden figures around, Du Ruo couldn't help but speed up his pace, and a person flashed out of the dark, covered Du Ruo's mouth, and tiptoed to signal him to whisper. Du Ruo followed ignorantly, climbed over a mountain cliff, and a gurgling stream was close in front of him. Du Ruo raised his eyes and looked around, reflecting the light moonlight, and the mountains and mountains were full of black crows and crows. Du Ruo was secretly taken aback, and saw that the maple leaves were red by the frost by the stream, the reed flowers were pink and white, the weeping branches were gently brushing the water surface, and from time to time there were fish splashing thorns, rippling in circles. Du Ruo then understood that these people are here to see fresh, but it is always indecent to peep at people**, but if you think about it, the ten ** in the work area are singles, and it is reasonable to open your eyes to solve your hunger, more than a dozen bachelors surround a beautiful woman, laugh for her laughter, and worry about her sorrow, everyone is proud to be able to offer some courtesy to her, and everyone is proud to be sent by her, so Du Ruo is also at ease, and quickly lies on the ground, stretches his head, pouts his buttocks, and does not dare to come out. However, it is unbelievable that only the sound of water is heard in the stream, and no one is heard, and from time to time there are more and more melodious songs. Du Ruo was anxious to look left and right, turned his head and turned his head upside down, still nothing, look at the people around him are all relishing, Du Ruo is more and more confused, look at it from a different angle, God, lie in the wrong position, quickly move his body, but his legs are sore, stand up and want to move, a piece of dirt came from behind, hit his head full of soil, Du Ruo was just about to have a seizure, the people behind him blew their beards and stared at their eyes, it turned out to block their view, thinking about the feelings of the people, Mo had to lie down again, When he was young, Du Ruo was relaxed and happy and forgot his worries:

In the place where the white rainbow drinks in the two mountains, and where the snow flies on the beach by the stream, Ren Yan is like an elf frolicking on the water. I saw her raise her face for a while, spread her arms widely, like a silver swallow playing in the water with her wings, and her posture was bright and slapping the water; After a while, he leaned down again, his limbs bundled into a straight line, like a kingfisher with wings sweeping the water, and he rushed to the waves with laughter and laughter all the way. Sometimes she is like a swimming dragon diving underwater, and the water near the left side of Fang Yuan is silently gone; Sometimes she is like an otter tracking and seeking, and the level of the stream is like a mirror, and her snow-white body is as if she is fascinated.

Du Ruo sighed heartily, and several bursts of inexplicable relief surged in his heart. Unexpectedly, the bachelors before and after were even more drunk. Some people say that this sister is really not bad, she wants to be like a person, she wants to look like a person, she wants to look like a person, and she is so shocking and free and generous, compared with those shyly girls in and outside the station, it is really a phoenix falling in the flock of chickens, not on a level line! Okay, what is it, our buddies can't get on the side, look at it, it won't take long, it's not a flying pigeon brand, go away and fly high, it's a queen card, be an official wife, look at people who have to become more than how to die, willing to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals, we might as well smear lime in our eyes - pretend to be blind and stupid can't see! Not necessarily, as the saying goes: Zhao Qian, Sun Li, each has his own joy, radish and cabbage, each has his own love, cultured people pay attention to like-mindedness, pay attention to the pleasure of the two surnames, she will neither climb the high branches to be an official wife, legally sell silver under the protection of marriage, nor will she lose her worth and endure the pain of love, and become a victim of our big coarse people to vent their surname desire. I knew that I should lose each other halfway, so it was better to fly alone. Do you believe in evil or not, whoever has the ability to move her with talent and learning, she will become someone's pillow person, and whoever has the ability to shake her with fame will become the daughter in someone's arms. This is almost an unbreakable truth, she is an ordinary man who eats whole grains, I think she will not be able to escape this law of love!

Ren Yan Mo'er in the stream was about to get up. Du Ruo's spirits perked up, and the bachelors around him widened their eyes with bated breath. Sure enough, Ren Yan swam to the shore with a light body, and stood up with a glimpse without the slightest preparation. Du Ruo was amazed, and his heart suddenly felt like thousands of ants crawling, and the bachelors were even more radiant in a chorus of envy. Du Ruo hurriedly pushed aside the crowd in front of him, rushed to the edge of the cliff, impatiently occupied a favorable position, and looked at Ren Yanlai, who was almost naked, with full attention:

In the light and shadow of the silvery white moonlight of September, a large green sky and a meadow greener than the sky became the background of a few sparse and wide fields, she stood in an oblique position among a few clusters of red and green wildflowers, a thick black hair like a waterfall fell down, scattered on Tan Yuan Run's shoulders and smooth and smooth back, the plump neck showed a silky satin luster, the towering rufang covered two faint shadows, and the delicate skin flowed from the lower abdomen to the toes. And her silhouette is like the water surface under the clear moonlight, a soft light spreads out from her shoulders, trickles to her slightly wide buttocks, and then falls down at her thighs, the whole picture seems to expose the secret of the female surname to the world, and everything seems so real, so harmonious, so wonderful and moving......

Du Ruo stood there stiffly, and the longing singles around him got up one after another, some boasted, some sighed, and some were still unsatisfied, and they almost left. Du Ruo suddenly felt that his face was inexplicably hot, and the little sense of accomplishment and self-confidence that he had cultivated with great difficulty in his heart disintegrated, a long-standing sense of cultural superiority that he couldn't raise his head in front of Ren Yan's cultural superiority, and a psychological inferiority complex that penetrated into the bone marrow of Ren Yan's female surname was very thick between his eyebrows.

Du Ruo seemed to suddenly understand that he and Ren Yan were actually two different levels of people in the heavens, he was really not worthy of entering her room, he wanted to interact with her with his unashamed and impatient study, it was really ridiculous, stupid, pure bluestone slab with willows, wishful thinking. Ren Yanjin is beautiful and dignified, she can only be an idol in his heart, a high-ranking female teacher, a firework that does not eat his Du Ruo, nor is it a seven fairies who can be moved by his Du Ruo's virtue and talent, just like everyone under the stream, she is a pleasant person with a vivid expression and bright lines, and raises people's consciousness to ordinary life and natural physiological instincts, so that people can produce a kind of humanitarian thought, without causing ** and the satisfaction of pursuing physiological needs!

Du Ruo only felt dizzy for a while, and his inferiority complex weighed heavily on his heart like a rock, he sometimes looked at Ren Yan with eyes containing affection, and sometimes greedily and vulgarly stared at the profound and rich experience of female surnames transmitted by her. Look at Ren Yan's red and simple glamorous lips, the breast curve that stands tall under the short-sleeved shirt, and the plump and surname-filled buttocks that are wrapped in bodybuilding pants. Du Ruo suddenly felt that there was a secret feeling in his heart that was rapidly swelling, and he wanted to get out of his chest and leave. One day he said that he must have a city woman like Ren Yan, but ironed it tightly to his chest, tasted the taste of that little red lips with his mouth, experienced the feeling of the pair of atrial fibrillation with his chest, and stroked the two plump buttocks like a crescent moon with his hands.

After that, Du Ruo began the arduous pursuit of the art of beauty without hesitation!

Ren Yan lay quietly in his arms for a while, and then began to scream loudly again, and it was higher than a while. Du Ruo knelt down, pulled the quilt and put it on his lap, bent Ren Yan's body that rolled over from time to time into an arc, held Ren Yan's hand tightly, and at the same time pressed her ear, and said countless exciting and thoughtful words sincerely. Ren Yan only felt an ambiguous stream slowly floating from the bottom of her heart, and a smile of gratitude involuntarily cracked on her face, and a burst of guilt for Du Ruo shook her in the depths of her heart, and all the sorrow that tormented her soul, the sorrow that tormented her heart, and the pain that hurt her heart passed away with the wind in an instant. I was very tired for a while. In the future, she leaned her head trustfully on Du Ruo's broad shoulders, like a wife who enjoyed the sweetness of life and love, closed her eyes, and happily waited for Ning Xin'er's arrival......

A crescent moon crept up from the eastern sky, and with the cry of a baby, washed away the clouds and poured out a pleasing splendor to the earth......

Ren Yan finally opened her eyes, and the col was extremely quiet. The bright moonlight shrouded the four fields like a light veil, the distant mountains floated like a mist like smoke, the faint light sprinkled from the branches and leaves, the surroundings seemed mottled and blurred, a warm night breeze carried the fragrance of wild flowers from the top of the head, and the invisible stream in the valley was singing softly with the cold current.

Ren Yan lay quietly in the moonlight, looking at the picture scroll of the night, listening to the chirping of insects in all directions, each expressing her own spiritual interest, a hopeless state of mind like ashes, a sadness of being abandoned, gradually calming down; The bitterness in my heart, the resentment of falling down according to the temple and running according to the gods, also slowly calmed down. Everything in front of you, which point is not full of the interest of life, the white clouds in the sky love the bright moon, the fog on the ground loves the mountains, the flowers are fragrant for the grass, the grass absorbs the night dew for the flowers, the wind caresses the sweet sleeping woods, and the water moistens the growth of all things......

Ren Yan struggled to get up, leaning on the stretcher, and after a whole night of grinding and bumping, she was originally delayed in the middle of the mountain. The bright moon in the world under his eyes is like frost, the wind is like water, and the clear scenery is infinite, and Ren Yan's mind is also clear. How good it is that man is born free, but he is forced to put on the shackles of life everywhere for the sake of a little self-conscious self-esteem and vanity. In this way, people should really accept the baptism of nature, observe the natural ecological environment, imitate the natural laws of survival, overthrow all the relations that weigh on the soul and make people humiliated, enslaved, abandoned and despised, and create a peaceful society where there is no difference between urban and rural areas, and there is no deceit, in which everyone can compete freely, help each other, and develop in an all-round way.

Ren Yan closed her eyes unconsciously and took a deep breath of the fresh air of the moonlit night. Those who know are happy with water, and those who are benevolent are happy with mountains. For as long as she can remember, Ren Yan has climbed a mountain once, and that was when she went on an outing with a few acquaintances when she was about to graduate. In addition, what I see and feel is some humanized nature, fabricated landscapes, all living beings are isolated in the walls of the city, and gradually abandon the customs and morality that have evolved in human society for thousands of years, tear off the veil of the creator's warm veins, and ** naked money fetishism in interpersonal relationships. From elementary school to middle school, she crossed several roads and waded through small rivers from one wall to another. When you go to college, you are like a caged bird that has broken free from its shackles, flapping its wings freely, and flying from a smaller wall to a higher one. Originally, Ren Yan thought that this life was just to cross a few roads, enter and exit a few walls, and be like her parents in order to be able to divide the house, change the gas, and have a leisure time for the children to go to school. I didn't expect a bad fate, I made people and graduated, the classmates of the first class, the powerful people in the family all stayed in the city, and entered the compound of the agency, and there was Brother Kong Fang who had no power and no power in the family. Once upon a time, Ren Yan was also excited by the fact that the birds were scattered in the empty forest, and he was drunk and obsessed with the silence of the night when he lay quietly in the middle of the night, and the clear moon came out of the mountain and the light entered the door. However, every day, except for the train that stopped at the small station, there was also a little bit of noise in the city, and it was difficult to find people from all over the world, only the people in the workshop were chatting with the shouts of the dead and the occasional laughter of the young workers who were rarely talking about the daughter-in-law and the women in the mountains. Ren Yan's little bit of Leshan and Leshui's good mood was shattered by the loneliness and waste of this place again and again.

So Ren Yan also began to take the road back to the city like other young girls in the work area. Look at the other girls in the work area, they are either young people as tablecloths, or beautiful people as vases, although they are a little humiliated and tortured, but they are also talking and laughing and happily transferred back to the city. Ren Yan thought, people live for a lifetime, and they still have to think about opening up and being downplayed. What is life, life is to meet the needs of people's physiology, psychology, and self-fulfillment to a great extent under the existing conditions; What is an ideal, the ideal is the future that people look forward to in line with the virtue of the way of life and development. People can't torture themselves by themselves, for some invisible traditions, invisible morality, and social public opinion that oppresses the soul to live and die, and let go of comfort, wealth, and pleasure, but they have to eat three meals and sleep at night in this mountain, just for a little shame and right and wrong, to waste their youth, waste their lives, and die to save face and suffer crimes, who can understand this, and who says that you are a traditional messenger and a guardian of morality, and the things in the world have always been the suffering of wearing shoes and not knowing barefoot, and it doesn't hurt to stand and talk about your waist. Ren Yan was finally transferred back to the city, and finally lived a life in the city where she should have crossed a few roads and entered and exited a few walls. However, the world is hot and cold, and the people are cold and warm, just to meet people who are not ladylike, and the difference of a thought made her come to the depths of this Bashan again.

Ren Yan opened her eyes sadly, slowly closed her eyes again, and the scenes that had happened in the past flashed in front of her eyes. Suddenly she felt pathetic, her own experience and the vast natural force, how insignificant it seemed, the moonlight dissolved at night, the flowers were lonely and lonely, the Sichuan Ze was dirty, the mountains were hidden diseases, there were many unsatisfactory cliffs and turbid water were forcibly hidden, and nature showed people a world of ice and jade......

Ren Yan was confused for a while, and the ** was born spontaneously. On the leeward side of Wangshan, Du Ruo was pacing back and forth with the baby in his arms. Look at his bare back, his slender, his cloak around his baby. Ren Yan only felt that her nose was sore, tears flowed down, she choked and shouted Du Ruo, covering her face with her hands, and sobbing with mixed joy and sorrow......

The night moon hid in the middle of the sky, the mountains were shy, and there were only small streams that didn't know idleness singing a melodious song......

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