In the early morning, the chirping of birds is particularly crisp.

Zhang Cheng was very reluctant to move his body, his right hand felt very soft and comfortable, and he couldn't help touching a few more handfuls, until a "um" sound, Zhang Cheng remembered the soft fragrance in his arms, wait, what was that just now, Zhang Cheng touched it again, and the person in his arms finally woke up, and Zhang Cheng's hand that was tightly held did not allow him to continue.

Zhang Cheng had opened his eyes at this time, and he also remembered what he had just touched, and the person in his arms had actually woken up long ago, Zhang Cheng's dishonest hands, Shishi wanted to sleep quietly.

Zhang Cheng wanted to withdraw his right hand, but Shishi held it tightly and didn't let go, she was afraid that the son behind her would continue to be bad after letting go of her hand.

"Shishi, don't be nervous, I just want to pull out my right hand." Zhang Cheng whispered in Shishi's ear.

"Childe, you are so bad, Shishi doesn't dare to let go of this hand, Childe, your hand is not honest all night!" Shishi whispered, so small that she could probably only hear herself.

Zhang Cheng himself is also very speechless, but the realism just now has been personally experienced, although the poetry is arrogant and exquisite, but the feeling of being able to hold it in one hand is too fast, how can it not be forgotten, to be honest, Zhang Cheng really wants to experience it again, but the person in his arms is estimated to have been struggling with Zhang Cheng's right hand all night and has not slept well, so he does not believe what Zhang Cheng said.

Zhang Cheng's eyes rolled and he thought about it, and whispered softly in Shishi's ear: "More than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February." The spring breeze is ten miles of Gusu Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. ”

Sure enough, after listening to Zhang Cheng's poem, his little hand was loosened, and Zhang Cheng withdrew his right hand.

"Childe, do you know, Shishi has never seen such a talented man as Childe, Master once criticized Shishi's destiny, saying that she will meet the love of her life on Fengqiao soon, so Shishi will stay in Fengqiao for a long time every time she goes to Hanshan Temple." After listening to Zhang Cheng's poems, he turned to face Zhang Cheng and said in a very excited tone.

Zhang Cheng was very surprised when he heard this, but seeing Shishi's excited appearance, his body kept trembling, so he gently hugged her into his arms and comforted: "Shishi, if Gongzi and I are not the person you are waiting for, are you still willing to follow me?" “

"Shishi is willing, doesn't Childe despise Shishi very much, and thinks Shishi is a casual woman?!" Shishi's tone was choked, and she whispered with two lines of tears.

Zhang Cheng tightened the person in his arms again, "Silly girl, I can see your son-in-law, and he is not blind, how can I not understand your mind." After a pause, he said, "Don't worry, you will be Zhang Gongzi's wife in the future, and you have to be called Xianggong, haha." “

Shishi buried her head in Zhang Cheng's arms with a face full of pride, and hugged Zhang Cheng tightly with a pair of bare lotus arms, full of happiness in her heart.

The two stayed in bed for a long time, and it was not until the third day of the day that the two of them got up slowly. In fact, Shishi always wanted to get up, every time he wanted to get up, Zhang Cheng always didn't let him get up for various reasons, which made Shishi cry and laugh, or in the end, Shishi said, if you don't get up again, it's time for Xiaoer to knock on the door, so she is lazy and lazy.

Shishi carefully dressed Zhang Cheng, washed his face with water, and got rid of his little daughter-in-law, and only had time to clean up after Zhang Cheng finished.

Zhang Cheng looked at Shishi who was tidying up her face in front of the dressing mirror, and on a whim, he picked up a wooden comb to comb Shishi's hair, and Shishi was very ashamed. Although in ancient times, it was the right of a husband to comb or comb a woman's hair, Zhang Cheng had already decided that Shishi was his wife.

After the two of them tidied up, they simply had some breakfast and started a new journey again.

The two rented a car and horses, because Shishi was more careful, they bought some changes of clothes and food before leaving, and Zhang Cheng handed over all the silver to Shishi, leaving some broken silver on his body for his own needs from time to time.

"Childe, where are we going next?" Shishi leaned behind Zhang Cheng and gently pressed his head for Zhang Cheng.

Hearing that Shishi still called himself Gongzi, he pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "Why are you still called Gongzi, you should be called Xianggong." After a pause, he said, "Next, let's go to Hangzhou, I heard that there is a West Lake where it is very good, and I want to go and see it." ”

Shishi pursed her lips and said with a chuckle: "Is it okay to call you Xianggong when there is no one, and to call you Gongzi when there are people?" Messire. After finishing speaking, he said, "The Hangzhou that Gongzi said should be the former Qiantang, the Great Zhou, Shunhe 23 years before the change of Hangzhou, Shishi was fortunate to go once when the master was well when he was twelve years old. ”

"Oh, yes, what is your master taking you to Hangzhou for?" Zhang Cheng asked suspiciously.

Shishi seemed to be recalling something, and her hand stopped moving towards Zhang Cheng, and it took a while to come back to her senses and say, "I'm sorry, Childe, Shishi thought of something and was stunned." ”

"It's called Xianggong!" Zhang Cheng reminded again.

Shishi smiled and said, "Yes, Xianggong!" After a pause, he said, "When I was twelve years old, Master took me to a flower boat to learn singing, and there was a woman there who seemed to be a disciple of my Master's old friend, so I stayed there for half a year. ”

After three days of tiring cars, we finally arrived in Hangzhou.

It is said that there is heaven and Suzhou and Hangzhou, and Hangzhou is most famous for the West Lake, as well as the legendary story of Xu Xian and the White Lady.

West Lake is a poem, a natural picture, a beautiful and moving story, whether it is a person who has lived here for many years or a traveler who passes by in a hurry, all of them are overwhelmed by the unparalleled beauty in the world. In March, the warbler flies and the grass grows.

Subai two embankments, peach willow sandwich bank. On both sides is the water rippling, the cruise ship is dotted, and the mountains are empty in the distance, and the green and green are green. Walking on the embankment at this time, you will be amazed by the scenery in front of you, and even be fascinated, wondering if you have entered a fairyland.

Hangzhou has always been famous for its beautiful scenery and has the reputation of "paradise on earth", and was once called "the most beautiful and luxurious city in the world" by the famous Italian traveler Marco Porozan. For thousands of years, I don't know how many people have been intoxicated by the beautiful and warm scenery of the lake and mountains of the West Lake, and have developed infinite feelings of affection. And on this West Lake, many famous poems have also been written.

Zhang Cheng said with great interest to the poem: "When you arrive in Hangzhou, there is a scenic spot that you must go to when you come to Hangzhou, that is, West Lake. ”

"Oh, yes." Looking at Zhang Cheng with an excited expression, Shishi just pursed her lips and smiled lightly and straightened her hair that was blown away by the wind.

Zhang Cheng pointed to the mountain peak in front of the West Lake and said: "Also, there is the Lingyin Temple, which is the earliest famous temple in Hangzhou!" ”

"Has Childe ever been to Hangzhou? Otherwise, how could it be so clear? Shishi looked at Zhang Cheng full of doubts.

Zhang Cheng smiled and didn't speak, and changed the topic and said, "Look, Shishi, there is a pavilion in the center of the lake, let's take a boat." ”

"Hmm." Seeing that Zhang Cheng was so excited, Shishi was also happy to respond softly.

Zhang Cheng and Shishi sat on the cruise ship, their bodies and minds were quiet, and the cool breeze was blowing in their faces, feeling that everyone was drunk. In the center of the lake, at a glance is the clean West Lake water, which is a great feature and advantage of the West Lake different from other lakes, that is, it makes people feel that their minds will be much more open-minded, and the air they inhale is so fresh and undisturbed, which makes people yearn for freedom and flying.

"Shishi, I'll teach you to sing." Zhang Cheng stood at the bow of the boat and turned around and said excitedly.

"Okay, Childe, but what are you singing?" Shishi sat elegantly in the cabin, looking at Zhang Cheng who was dancing, and said slowly.

Zhang Cheng thought about it for a while, looked at the way the captain rowed, a flash of inspiration, and secretly exclaimed, "By the way, how did I forget this classic song." ”

"Shishi, I'll sing one side first, you remember the melody and lyrics, don't understand and then ask." Zhang Cheng said to Shishi.

"Okay, son, sing it, listen to the poems!" Shishi walked out of the cabin and stood in front of Zhang Cheng and said.

Zhang Cheng looked at the West Lake, which was as flat as a mirror, and with the breeze blowing, the lake rippled, and the water lines in circles were endlessly circulating. His lips moved slightly, his eyes were misty, and he exhaled lightly and sang "Love":

Yes.. Yes..

The beautiful scenery of the West Lake is in March

The spring rain is like wine and willows, like smoke

There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away

It's hard to hold hands on the other side

Ten years of repairing the same boat

A hundred years of cultivation to sleep together

If it is a thousand years, there will be creation

The white head is concentric in front of him

If it is a thousand years, there will be creation

The white head is concentric in front of him

La-la-la-la

La-la-la-la

La-la

La-la

La-la

……

"Nice, what's the name of this song, Childe." Shishi was moved by this song and asked about Zhang Cheng.

"This boy sings really well, Xiao Lao'er has been rowing for so many years, and I have seen many cappella women who are not as beautiful as you, and Xiao Lao'er has never heard such a song." The captain exclaimed.

Zhang Cheng felt a little embarrassed after being praised by his father, and touched his nose to show embarrassment.

After a little embarrassment, he asked Shishi: "Shishi, can you remember the lyrics and melody?" "It seems to remember something and said," the song is called Duqing. ”

"Love? Well, remember, Childe. The poem reasoned out the sideburns that were blown away by the wind and replied.

Zhang Cheng was very surprised that he could remember Shishi after singing it only once, but remembering that Shishi had learned to sing songs for more than half a year, it was not a problem for her to think that these simple melodies would not be a problem for her. So, tell Shishi that this is a song sung by a couple, where the man sings and where the woman sings.

After the confession was completed, after the two sang a song together, Zhang Cheng's rough and hoarse voice and the gentle and crisp female voice of the poem made the rowing captain couldn't help but stop paddling and listen carefully, shouting that this song should only be in the sky, in order to express his gratitude, the captain insisted on not charging the fare, which made Zhang Cheng very embarrassed.

As the song ended, I came to the Lake Pavilion, but I unexpectedly met an acquaintance in the Lake Pavilion......