Murong Jia's so-called "Day Return Cliff" is a mountain cliff more than ten miles away from the capital. The mountains here, the strange rocks are craggy, steep, verdant all the year round, the clouds and mist linger, quite like a fairyland.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, there was a rare herb called "Sungrass Grass" here. The lifespan of this herb is only one day, it sprouts with the sunrise, grows with the middle of the day, withers with the sunset, and the silver light of the grass body lingers during the growth period, so it is named Sungrass grass.

Thousands of years ago, a young man from the mountains came thousands of miles to collect medicine for his mother who was sick in bed at home, this sun-facing grass has the effect of driving away cold and dampness, pulling out poison and removing pollution, saving lives and helping the wounded, etc., and only grows on the cliff on this day, so it is the primary purpose of this mountain boy to pick sun-facing grass.

At that time, the clouds and mist were scarce here, and they were not as overlapping as they are now, so the boy quickly went up to the mountains to pick a few sun-growing grasses. However, when the boy tried to return, he lost his way. After searching in this mountain range, I found that I had turned back to the place where I had picked the last sun-facing grass.

After searching for a few days, the boy was desperate, and his mother was still waiting for him to go back for treatment, but the mountain road was difficult to find, and he could not return, he only knew that the direction of the sunset was the direction of home.

The boy stood on a slightly flat stone platform, looked sadly in the direction of the setting sun, and finally turned into a stone, and the boy's tears turned into clouds. The clouds of these tears obscured the sunlight, and even the occasional sunlight creeping down through the gap was not enough for a single plant to survive, and over time, the grass here became extinct and became a legend.

Later, with the development of technology and more advanced tools for opening mountains and splitting roads, later generations opened up a stone path from the foot of the mountain, winding and circling, leading to the edge of the stone platform.

In order to commemorate the young man in the mountains, the descendants named this place "Rigui Cliff", and also built a "Rigui Pavilion" nearby.

"You say, is the legend of the return of the cliff true?" When she came to the foot of the mountain, Murong Jia looked up at the mountains, and the kind of open-mindedness that she wanted to "be at the top of the mountain and see the mountains at a glance" hit her heart excitedly, which made her admire the mountain boy thousands of years ago.

"Of course, legends have been deified by people, but if there is such a thing, who knows." Xia Wanyi said after taking a deep breath of fresh air.

Glancing at the mountains, he continued, "I wish it was true." ”

"Oh?" Murong Jia's brows furrowed slightly.

Xia Wanyi smiled and said: "Since ancient times, filial piety has come first, and this legend is not a place to educate people." It is precisely because of this legend that we go on a date to have more charm. ”

However, Murong Jia pondered for a moment, pointed to the direction of the Sun Return Cliff and said, "Evening, the direction of the Sun Return Cliff is the sunset direction, which is the Northwest Qi Kingdom. ”

Xia Wanyi was stunned in her heart, relying on the residual memories of her previous life, she knew that the east and southeast of the Qi Kingdom did border the northwest of the Xia Kingdom, but this day Guiya was in the hinterland of the Xia Kingdom, and she didn't know why Murong Jia suddenly said this.

However, what Xia Wanyi didn't notice was that after Murong Jia said this, a trace of pain flashed on her face.

Taking advantage of the fact that Xia Wanyi didn't pay attention, Murong Jia took the lead and walked along the mountain path. Xia Wanyi looked at Murong Jia walking on the mountain path in front of him like a nine-day fairy, giving people an elegant, non-cannibalistic temperament, but at the same time, there was a trace of pain in his heart, because looking at Murong Jia's figure was very separate.

Because the memory of the prince Xia Wanyi in his previous life is limited, his understanding of Murong Jia is also limited, so he can't understand the mind of this beauty. Without saying anything, Xia Wanyi followed along the mountain path.

When you go up to the middle of the mountain, the clouds and mist begin to disperse, and when you walk, the clouds and mist tilt, if you look at it from a distance, it seems that the clouds are driving the fog, and you can faintly hear the singing from the depths of the mountain, which is very pleasant.

The mountain trail is just enough for two people to walk, and the stone path is not steep, so it is also a good scenery for the two to walk hand in hand.

Xia Wanyi stepped forward to hold Murong Jia's soft hair, looked at the mountain scenery and said affectionately: "This place is really suitable for falling in love!" ”

However, when Murong Jia heard Xia Wanyi's words, her face turned rosy.

I can't imagine that this beauty is an old husband and wife in her previous life, and there is no Song Cheng theory here, and she is still so shy to destroy people's desires.

When Murong Jia was shy, a warm force struck from behind his waist and surrounded him.

Her body trembled slightly, but her heartbeat beat faster, looking at the mountain peak in front of her, she forcibly changed the topic calmly: "Let's go up quickly, otherwise the time will pass, and the sunset will return, but it will be dark, and I won't see anything when I come up." ”

"Hey, okay." Xia Wanyi let go of Murong Jia's thin waist and let her walk in front, while admiring the other party's figure and the surrounding scenery, she walked on the mountain scripture, and several times almost fell into the deep valley because she could see the gods.

Step by step, the afterglow of the setting sun fell from the clouds and forests. Emerald green, pure white, purple and red blend together, adding a touch of touching color to this mountain field.

After going up to the cliff of the sunset, I found that it was the best time for sunset, and I saw the clouds and mist at my feet, dyed purple and red. And the clouds in the sky, where can you still see a white cloud, which is clearly one purple and one red, one pink and one orange, rendering each other. Caixia projected the light on Xia Wanyi and Murong Jia's white clothes, which also made the clothes like rice paper, which was rendered moving.

Xia Wanyi took Murong Jia into her arms.

At this time, it was Murong Jia who touched the scene and said affectionately: "Under the beautiful scenery of this world, I didn't even bring wine, and I didn't lose a bit of charm." ”

Xia Wanyi held Murong Jia's pretty face and said softly: "There is something better than wine, that is, you are a beautiful woman." ”

Murong Jia smiled, and couldn't help but put her soft lips to Xia Wanyi's soft lips.

The color of the sunset unconsciously changes from dark to light, and then from light to dark.

Heaven and earth began to return to night.

A bright moon soon hung on the cliff of the sun. If you look at it in the mountains from a distance, this bright moon is like a night pearl, and the big stone platform of this day cliff is a tray, and the two are seamlessly combined. And in front of the pearl of this night, the two figures snuggled up to each other.

"Evening, let's compose a poem." Murong Jia raised her head.

Well? Wet? I want to get wet, thousands of grass and mud horses galloped past in my heart in the summer evening, this place is quiet in the dead of night, very suitable.

Before Xia Wanyi, who had misunderstood the meaning, could speak, Murong Jia tilted her head and looked at Xia Wanyi, and came to a song:

The sun returns to a cliff through the ages, and the pearl of the bright moon moves my heart.

If you hold wine and the elderly, you are not afraid of time and space for thousands of years. ”

After listening to it, Xia Wanyi's face turned red, it turned out that he was wrong, it was really a bad scenery.

"Not afraid of time and space." After calming down, Xia Wanyi followed and read the last sentence of Murong Jia's poem, and felt a lot of feelings.

I suddenly came to this world in a dream, is it considered that time and space have fallen?

"Evening, what's wrong?" Murong Jia saw that Xia Wan was distracted, so he asked with concern.

"Huh?" Coming back to her senses, Xia Wanyi hurriedly said, "Good poetry, good poetry!" Especially the last sentence, as long as two people love each other, what about the reversal of time and space. "When you come here, why not be satisfied with such a beautiful woman day and night.

Murong Jia smiled, buried his head in Xia Wanyi's arms, waiting for his poem.

After packing up her mind, Xia Wanyi raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm a big wet person!" Deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of "wet", anyway, this goddess wife doesn't know.

Although people in the 21st century write more modern poems, but as a member of the School of Humanities and Social Sciences, this ability to write ancient poems still exists, as the saying goes, familiar with 300 Tang poems, can not compose poems and chant, really can't use the poems after the Tang Dynasty, anyway, it is not from this world.

"Great poet, it's your turn." Murong Jia didn't know that Xia Wanyi was in her heart, and when she saw that her self-proclaimed great poet had paused for so long, she urged.

"Ahem." Xia Wanyi cleared her throat like a leader giving a speech, and then came to a song:

He is a beautiful woman with a sword to save him, and today he is a beautiful woman.

It's not in vain to come here, and the eternal rivers and mountains will dispel my worries.

Murong Jia listened to Xia Wanyi's poems, and her heart was sweet.

"Why don't you come up with a poem, and I'll write the next one?" Xia Wanyi took two steps behind her back and said with a scholarly temperament.

Murong Jia said excitedly: "Okay! If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old. ”

"Carry the disk alone out of the moon desolate." Xia Wanyi replied casually.

Murong Jia protested: "No, no! can't be the same as Li He's, you have to come up with one by yourself. ”

"......" Xia Wan was speechless, isn't this a lie.

"No way, right?" Murong Jia covered her mouth and smiled.

"Who says no?" Xia Wanyi straightened his body, "Listen well, if there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, and if people are in love, they will die early!" ”

“……”

"Ahem, mistakes and mistakes ......"

(Waiting for the state to change, welcome to collect with confidence.) ）

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