The national highway is like a jade belt, passing through the sea of flowers.

The white clouds are rolling in the sky, and the distant mountains are verdant like daisies. On the distant horizon, there are several large villages, and the houses with gray roofs and white walls are faintly recognizable. Not far away, among the cauliflowers, several buffaloes and two shepherd boys on their backs dotted in the sea of yellow flowers. This situation and this scene, like a fairyland on earth, constitute a wonderful ink painting.

"It's so beautiful, my God, I didn't think that people would grow so much rape here!" Xiao Yuchan, whose head was wrapped in a scarf, was immersed in the sea of flowers and blurted out admiration.

Yellow flowers are all over the ground, and the fragrance of flowers strikes people; People are in the painting, and the beauty is like a flower!

This yellow flower drove away the gloom on her face and dispelled the gloom in her heart. In the end, she is only a twenty-year-old beauty-loving girl, and the beautiful scenery slowly makes her forget the danger behind her.

There weren't many cars on the road, but the jeep couldn't run, just like a small boat, rippling in the sea of flowers. It took more than two hours for the car to pass through the poetry city.

Xiao Yuchan's good mood also made Yu Songyuan infected. He remembered that when he was a child, whenever the yellow flowers were in full bloom, Wang Feng would tell them flower poems and willow wadding words, starting with "autumn flowers are green water, dense leaves and green smoke." The beauty of the pink is peerless, who is the fragrance of the fragrance? "To" is sparse is the branches are flowers, and the spring makeup children are luxurious. There is no snow on the threshold of the idle hall, and there is a falling glow in the flowing water and empty mountains. "From Li Bai to Cao Xueqin, there are a lot of beautiful poems.

Whenever he thinks of when he was very young, Lai Yuyueyue and Wang Feng were in their arms, and followed them, he often sighed, people, if they never grow up, how good it would be. But the years are like a river, the beautiful childhood, the warm years, the memories like poetry, the gone, become eternal memories, let him miss infinitely.

Glancing behind him, a small white dot on the distant horizon followed unhurriedly. He retracted his mind again, and began to observe nervously, where to cut off this tail? He couldn't bear to leave a few dirty pieces of blood in this beautiful little mountain town like poetry, among the intoxicating broken yellow flowers in this place.

When he was very young, he read "Three Hundred Tang Poems", which was still a rare stone carving line bound book compiled by Qing Dynasty retired scholars from Yutang. When the four old ones were broken, my father and my grandfather hid them underground next to the latrine, and they survived. After Wang Feng was decentralized, there was no place for him, so he often told their four little brothers ancient poems, four famous works, three words and two beats, ancient Chinese history, and shijie history.

Wang Fengyi is a knowledgeable senior Chinese teacher, who can only tell ancient poems to a few naughty children, the author's life, the background of the poems, and the customs. Although at first, it tasted like playing the piano against a dead pig. But she spoke eloquently, and slowly, she unfolded one beautiful picture after another for them, and let their thoughts fly.

He remembered that when Wang Feng explained Li Bai's "Crossing Tianmen Mountain", he exaggerated in his own words:

"Wow, the majestic Tianmen Mountain is split by the surging river; The turquoise water of the Yangtze River rushes to the east, and when it arrives, it is swirling and surging. Look, the green hills on both sides of the strait are towering, and the steep mountains are far away, like a painting axis, except for presenting it in front of people's eyes; A lonely boat, down the river, seems to float slowly from between heaven and earth...... Float ......"

She also talked about Li Bai's uninhibited character, superb swordsmanship, bumpy experience and turbulent life. Talking about the "three uniques" of the Tang Dynasty, and talking about the inextricable relationship between poetry immortals and poetry cities. He remembered that Wang Feng said emotionally at that time:

Li Bai stood in the Momei Pavilion on the quarry rock, looking out from the railing, the endless Yangtze River, rolling east. The poet indulges in poetry, splashes ink, sings to the moon, and leaves countless immortal poems in the poetry city. When the love is strong, the poet jumps into the river to catch the moon, the poor river is also in the moon, but the poet fairy melts into the river. The city of poetry has become the end of Li Bai's life......"

Yu Songyuan remembered that when he talked about this, Wang Feng was already crying so much that he couldn't ...... himself

"Boss, there is a big village or town in front of you, we should go in and ask for rape flower tea!" Lin Tao's pun interrupted Yu Songyuan's intoxicated thoughts.

He was a little annoyed, but Lin Tao was talking about business.

Two or three kilometers from the side of the road, there is a large village. A dirt road leads through a dense forest into the village. In this forest, there are many graves on both sides of the road, revealing high ancient monuments. Isn't this wood, this cemetery, a good battlefield for ambushes?

"Where are we now?"

"I have left the suburbs of Poetry City, at least a dozen kilometers." Lin Tao said.

"Good!" Yu Songyuan glanced at the white dot behind him and made up his mind. Lin Tao twisted the front of the car and drove along the dirt road next to the national highway through a large area of dense forests and towards a large village in the distance.

"This forest is full of graves, it's terrifying. What are you doing? It's only ten o'clock, okay, isn't it too early to eat? Xiao Yuchan was reluctant to leave the road, so she asked puzzledly.

Lin Tao said, "Sister, sister, such a haode scenery, yellow flowers all over the mountains." If you don't appreciate the flowers, don't drink a cup of flower tea, just walk by like this, it's too bad for the good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. ”

Hearing Lin Tao say this, Xiao Yuchan was so excited that her face turned red, and she didn't complain, "Great, great, it's a pity that there is no camera." With such a haode view, it would be nice if I could bring my Seagull 120 double mirror. ”

When Lin Tao heard this, he immediately said, "After a while, if there is anything in the store, the little brother-in-law Lin Tao is responsible for buying a camera and giving it to the sister-in-law, so that the eldest lady can have a good time." ”

Xiao Yuchan hurriedly said, "Ah, that's great, you have to count when you speak." Let me tell you, I am very professional in photography and photo washing, in our school, my sister is the chairman of the photography club, and she has also held a photo festival. As he spoke, he was so happy that he hummed:

"The eyes are detached, the whole place is wet, and the official bridge is wild. The apricot cheeks are low, and he is charming; The willow silk is shallow, and Yier is light. Embroidered socks are picked, Luo skirts can be chosen, and small relatives may as well be picked. Very romantic, reflecting the pink wall low, a piece of goose yellow. used to dance in the pavilion and singing field, but it was paid to lock the sunset with the empty garden. From non-flowers and non-grasses, but also butterflies; and smoke and rain, accustomed to attracting bees busy. Every year, this flower is delicate, and the peach has broken its intestines. Pondering for a long time, I am afraid that it will fall red like the sea and flow into the Spring River. ”

The singing voice is very beautiful, which makes Yu Songyuan and Lin Tao listen to it as if they were fascinated. After singing, seeing that the two of them didn't react for a long time, Xiao Yuchan waited for a while and didn't see any movement, so she was a little disheartened and interested, "It's boring, I don't have any interest in playing the piano to pigs." Two dead pigs, Sister Bai Lang Fei's feelings. ”

Seeing that she had forgotten her fears and basically returned to normal, Yu Songyuan breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart. He wanted to create some atmosphere, so he deliberately provoked her, "After a few days in the history department, I looked down on everyone else, what a young maniac!" ”

"It's useless to blow, it only counts if you know the source!" Xiao Yuchan seemed to have the chance to win, chasing and fighting. Yu Songyuan didn't answer, but in a deep baritone, he sang in a low voice:

"There are a few cold mountains, and the wind is low and the Central Plains Road is broken. The autumn sky is blue, and there is no present or ancient. Drunk mink fur, slightly remember the paging place. Who do men gamble with? The old man is still violent. How many idle foxes and rabbits in the world. The moon is black and yellow, and I think about you at this time. ”

Xiao Yuchan was shocked, "Wow, you are a martial artist who kills one person in five steps and does not leave a shape in ten steps, you also know this?" God, my sister is starting to be impressed with you. Also, where there is a father, there is a son. The father is so angry that he is very good, how can the son not understand the literature and ink, and the amorous feelings? ”

"Sister, you and the boss are really 'like drums and pianos, luanfeng and ming.'" Seeing the two of them singing and harmonizing, Xiao Yuchan was so excited that she danced, and Lin Tao said jokingly.

"Okay, Little Brother Lin is quite literate." Xiao Yuchan was obviously willing to listen to Lin Tao's words, and she was refreshed.

"There are two more sentences in the back, sister, sister-in-law, do you want to listen to it, it's called 'Ten thousand years together, adulterer yin woman.'" Lin Tao said mischievously.

Yu Songyuan sat close, heard it, and glared at him fiercely. Lin Tao held back his laughter and hurriedly didn't dare to speak.

Xiao Yuchan was on the rise, but she explained to Lin Tao as if she had discovered a new continent, "Although your four sentences are a bit vulgar, I think they are all reliable, and they sound smooth." Sister just sang the Qing Chen Weisong's "Qinyuan Spring. Song of Cauliflower", your eldest brother sings Chen Weisong's, or a masterpiece, "Drunk and Down. Wing of the Eagle. ”

Lin Tao glanced at Yu Songyuan, and smiled maliciously, "Sister, sister-in-law, you are really bosom friends!" What kind of play is this Chen Weisong? Is it a matchmaker? ”

Xiao Yuchan said proudly, "." Chen Weisong was a famous lyricist and writer in the early years of the Qing Dynasty, and he was the first to open a generation. His lyrics are brilliant and brilliant, and have the momentum of the lake and the sea. "Drunk and Down. "Singing Eagle" is one of his masterpieces, and "Qinyuan Spring. "Song of Cauliflower" is just his improvisation. I don't want your eldest brother to even know this, what else can you say if you are not a bosom friend? ”

"Yes, absolutely. You are a student of a prestigious university. Sister, you and the boss are simply golden boys and girls, a match made in heaven! As soon as Lin Tao finished speaking, Yu Songyuan went up with a palm, and Lin Tao hurriedly made a surrender to beg for mercy.

"Hee-hee, it's very reliable!" Xiao Yuchan wrapped herself in a blanket and smiled happily, smiling very brightly.

Before enough trouble, the car also entered the village. Only then did I know that this was originally a very small town, called Ronghe Town. Surrounded by mountains, this is a small basin. Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs, there are supply and marketing cooperatives, guest houses, agricultural machinery stations in the town, and a small street passes through the town, which is very flat.

Apart from the guest house, there is only one small restaurant in town. The town is too small, the guest house is a small courtyard, and since there is no business, there is a large rusty iron lock hanging on the door. There are only a few small tables indoors in the small restaurant, and there are also a few small tables under a cloth pergola outside. At this time, it was still early before the meal, and the door was crowded and deserted.

Both of these places are public places, which are too obvious and obviously not conducive to concealment. Lin Tao drove from one end of the town to the other and ran back and forth.

"Let's eat in this small shop and taste the flavor of southern Anhui!" Xiao Yuchan said.

"I am a soldier, from the common people, defeated the Japanese invaders, eliminated the Jiang bandit army......" Lin Tao suddenly snorted while driving. After turning around, I stopped the car in front of a small agricultural supply store. The small shop doesn't even have a salesperson, but the front and surrounding areas are clean. The gate is spacious, making it easy for cars to get in and out.

"That's it!"

Lin Tao said, and drove the car directly into the courtyard of the house behind the shop.

The courtyard was quite spacious, with a walk-behind tractor parked, and a stout young man, wearing only a big pants and a bare belly, was repairing the machine. An old couple was picking up farm tools under a tree in the courtyard, and a young woman in her twenties was breastfeeding a chubby baby in her arms.