Liang Shirong can't remember how many nights he dreamed of this beautiful writer Liu Manli, who has both talent and appearance. It was only then that he realized the full meaning of this. He understands what a turbulent wave his unexpected encounter with Liu Manli in Tianlu Mountain today has stirred up in his chest!

At this time, the long-lost years, everything that happened between him and Liu Manli, are reappearing like a movie, roaring and rushing in his mind.

Liang Shirong clearly remembers that he and Liu Manli first met in 2011 when they went to Beijing to participate in the American World. During the award ceremony of the first National Tourism Essay Contest......

2011 is the year when Liang Shirong's career is booming and prosperous.

On March 15, 2011, Liang Shirong received a notice from the local propaganda department and invited him to accompany Jiang Zilong, vice chairman of the Chinese Writers Association, and his delegation to Longshan Guoen Temple to collect style.

During the few days of accompanying the collection, Liang Shirong was attracted, edified and shocked by the broad and profound traditional Chinese culture, the culture of the six ancestors of Zen Buddhism......

After sending off the wind picking group, Liang Shirong returned home, and inspiration came suddenly, so he wrote a travelogue with the title of "the first place" of the couplet of the archway of the mountain gate of Guoen Temple. As an entrepreneur and a member of the Provincial Writers Association, I hope that the works I write with feelings will be adopted by newspapers and magazines or participate in the essay competition.

On a drunken night in 2011, Liang Shirong accidentally saw from a newspaper and periodical, which was jointly sponsored by the Chinese Popular Literature Society and the Selected Prose Magazine. The First National Tourism Essay Contest", so he made some polishing of this essay and submitted it to participate in this essay contest.

A few months later, Liang Shirong received a notice of acceptance from BJ, and his entry "The First Place" was selected as "American Literature World? The Organizing Committee of the First National Tourism Essay Contest was awarded the special prize.

Just as Liang Shirong was preparing to go to Beijing tomorrow to receive the award, he unexpectedly received a red-headed document from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee before getting off work, and on September 21, the "Flower of Southern Chan" wind collection group went to Xinxing to carry out creative wind collection activities, and appointed him as the deputy leader of the coordination and liaison group of the wind collection group, and accompanied the wind collection group to carry out wind collection activities throughout the process. There was no way, Liang Shirong had to cancel the matter of going to Beijing to receive the award.

Sometimes things are unpredictable, and it seems like they have their own arrangements. The group was originally scheduled to collect wind in Xinxing from the 21st to the 24th, but several leaders who were originally scheduled to be interviewed did not return due to going out for a meeting, so they left Xinxing early on the 22nd; The BJ awards ceremony was also postponed by one day for some reason, so that Liang Shirong could catch up with BJ to receive the award.

When Liang Shirong rushed to the 310 conference hall of the BJ National Convention Center to sign in, a fashionably dressed beauty wearing sunglasses passed by him, and at a glance back, she was drowned in the crowd in the hall.

When the conference team told Liang Shirong: the original 2 grand prize works were changed to 19 gold awards; When the bonus was adjusted from 10,000 yuan to 2,000 yuan, Liang Shirong did not feel unhappy at all. At that time, even he couldn't believe that although he was in a situation, he could get rid of vulgar thoughts, face changes with a quiet and peaceful attitude, and show the feelings of a person who came from the hometown of the six ancestors of Zen Buddhism and became open-minded after being influenced by Zen culture.

On the morning of the 24th, the award ceremony was held in the 310 conference hall of the National Convention Center. The conference introduced the activities of this essay contest. Since the beginning of this year, the contest has lasted for half a year, and has received a total of 5,861 valid entries from more than 20 provinces, municipalities, autonomous regions and more than 10 overseas countries and regions, including 635 entries from members of the Chinese Writers Association. A total of 19 gold medal works (2,000 yuan), 38 first prize works, 58 second prize works, and 78 third prize works were selected through expert review. These works are all written by professional writers, famous prose writers and outstanding amateur authors, which can be regarded as the most influential display of Chinese prose creation.

What made Liang Shirong feel pleased was that at the meeting, he was exceptionally absorbed as a member of the Chinese Popular Literature Society. This is not only a confirmation of one's own work, but also a recognition of value. I thought to myself: "In front of many famous writers across the country, I can be among the gold medals and be unusually absorbed as a member of Chinese popular literature, I am really content."

On September 25th, the organizing committee of the competition organized the award-winning authors to go out to SD for sightseeing on a newly developed rafting river in the deep mountains and valleys, to enjoy the thrilling rafting with the ups and downs of the waves, and the "first dragon drifting in China".

After entering the rafting starting area, Liang Shirong was listening to the staff explain the rafting operation procedures and key points: a raft boat is a group, a group of two, preferably a group of men and women.....

"Big brother, can I join you?" A crisp and sweet female voice seemed to ask him behind his back.

"Oh?" Liang Shirong turned around and saw that it was the fashionable beauty wearing sunglasses who looked back at him at the National Convention Center that day.

The beautiful woman in front of him reminded him of the Buddhist saying "500 times of looking back in the past life in exchange for a passing shoulder in this life". Liang Shirong was about to readily agree, but a voice reminded him: "Alas, the world is declining, be careful when you encounter the "Flying Girl" Peach Blossom Tribulation, this kind of thing is better to be careful." ”

"Casual ...... Let it be. He said noncommittally

She was not infected by Liang Shirong's lukewarm attitude, and enthusiastically took a set of life jackets, vests, helmets and other equipment to him. There was no way, Liang Shirong had no choice but to start the 3.8-kilometer "Mengshi Drifting" journey with her group.

The rafting hidden in the deep mountains and valleys is really magnificent, and it deserves to be called "China's first dragon drifting". Looking up, I saw a lifelike giant dragon in the middle of the mountain, bringing the waterfall rushing and roaring from the steep mountain peaks and cliffs into the river, and it became a primitive ecological drifting river. When the kayak rushed straight down the drifting river, Liang Shirong began to experience that rafting in the deep mountains and canyons was more exciting and comfortable.

The kayak drifted into the turbulent rapids, sometimes stranded in the crashing waves, sometimes tossed on the cusp of the storm, and was almost overturned several times, startling the beautiful woman with a disgraced face, and involuntarily screaming. And Liang Shirong used the oars to balance and stabilize it several times, and the kayak was under his control. At this moment, Liang Shirong really realized the key role played by men at this time.

After nearly 1 hour of thrilling rafting, the kayak entered the "Drifting Zone". Liang Shirong came to his senses and looked around, showing in front of him a winding and lingering, emerald green drifting river, like a jade belt string of pearls connecting the strange peaks and strange rocks along the line into a line. The countless strange peaks and strange stones are like cold historical giants, witnessing and witnessing the stories of the sages and nuns who traveled and practiced here; On both sides of the river, everywhere aura, everywhere vitality, plum blossoms, alders and other rare flowers and trees around the river bypass, like a green treasure trove belt; The primeval forest with dripping green covers the sky and the sun, and the air is particularly fresh and dense, which is a natural oxygen bar. The surrounding scenery seems to have been lit by the sages and monks, and the aura is flying, as if it has fused the poetic and aesthetic conception of the excellent Chinese cultural tradition, and the man and nature constitute a beautiful picture of harmonious coexistence. It's true: people float on water, like swimming in a painting.

At present, the beautiful scenery provoked the beauty to be very popular, and proposed to chant poems against each other and chanted a sentence first: "Progress knows the first mountain".

Liang Shirong just wanted to "be the first to know the mountain" with "the beginning of the entry". I suddenly thought, "No! Isn't this sentence "Progress knows the first mountain", isn't it the couplet of the archway of the mountain gate of Guoen Temple in his award-winning work "The First Land" recited by him at the award ceremony?

"Oh......" Liang Shirong understood, it turned out that the beauty in front of him was also the award-winning author.

Suddenly, Liang Shirong couldn't help but feel ashamed that he saw her as a "flying girl" in a worldly eye. Just when Liang Shirong wanted to have a good time with her in this romantic "drifting area", perhaps it was God's punishment for his worldly vision, a monstrous wave-like waterfall rushed and roared, only to see a lifelike dragon soaring into the sky, and instantly the raft rushed into the dragon and lifted up to the highest drop, like the moon in the nine days!

Liang Shirong was shocked, and before he could come to his senses, the raft boat was like falling from the sky, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, his brain suddenly became blank, all consciousness disappeared in an instant, and his soul seemed to float out of his body, and he "flew straight down three thousand feet" like a dream! Finally, it floated out of the dragon's mouth and swung into the clear water dragon pool.