In May 1938, Lushan Han Pokou.

Early in the morning, Xiao Xiong was dressed in a straight [***] school uniform, and the star in the two bars on the epaulette was shining in the faint morning light. He looked down from the mountain, and the sea of clouds under his feet was vast, like clouds driving through mist. Looking into the distance, I saw a faint red light in the clouds and mist in the east. Not far away, several peach trees are blooming with bright peach blossoms. This situation made him blurt out the poem of the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi: "The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom." I often hate spring and have nowhere to go, and I don't know how to turn to it. ”

At this time, the light mist under his feet rose gracefully and curly from the bottom of the stream, permeating, like a fairy fluttering scarf, and where the scarf floated, the scenery gradually became foggy. The fog grew thicker and thicker, and in a few moments, it was like a wave of snow emptying, filling the deep valley and ravine, and connecting the heavens and the earth into one. Even the trees that are a few meters away are like shy girls at this time, covering their handsome faces and slender figures with gauze, and only occasionally showing a little pretty shadow, teasing your reverie with all kinds of charm.

Suddenly, the dense fog not far away became thinner, and it dissipated in an instant, revealing a pavilion with red pillars and green tiles, and bucket arches and cornices, and around the pavilion, it was still a vast sea of fog, and the pavilion also showed more and more heavenly mystery, like a fairyland on earth, and it seemed to be a mirage. Suddenly, the clouds began to flow, and gradually accelerated, and in an instant, the momentum of the chaotic clouds was demonstrated. The clouds and mist have played new tricks, and the misty ones have changed into a thousand strange shapes: some are like flowers blooming, some are like waterfalls hanging high in the sky, and some are like wisps of cooking smoke...... The clouds wrapped the pavilion again.

Oh, isn't that Wangpo Pavilion?

Xiao Xiong, who was stunned, really felt the charm of nature and the magic of the Creator at this time.

Suddenly, from the hazy Wangpo Pavilion not far away, there was a tactful and crisp chanting voice: "Looking horizontally into a peak on the side of the ridge, the height of the distance is different, I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain." This is exactly the poem of the great writer Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty. The voice came from the fog, like a heavenly sound, melodious to the ear, but like a magnet, Xiao Xiong was deeply attracted, and he involuntarily walked up the steps and towards the pavilion.

When I went up the steps and approached the pavilion, I saw a red and graceful figure dancing with a pleasant chant in the hazy clouds, dancing gracefully, like a fairy. "It's so beautiful!" He couldn't help but cheer loudly.

The dancing figures stopped, and the beautiful chanting disappeared. At this time, the dense fog gradually dissipated, and the Wangpo Pavilion gradually became clear, and in the distance, a round of red light jumped out of the lake, shining brightly, reflecting the slightly sideways face of the fairy-like slim young girl in the pavilion. The scene in front of him stunned Xiao Xiong, and he felt like he was in a dream.

The girl lowered her head shyly, clasped her hands in front of her, and the white scarf fluttering in the wind around the red windbreaker, and her handsome and fair face looked better and better in the sunrise. Perhaps it was because she was seen dancing and chanting, and her face became more rosy with shyness. She secretly turned her head and glanced hurriedly in the direction where Xiao Xiong was standing, and then quickly turned around.

"Right...... I'm sorry, miss, I didn't mean to. Xiao Xiong hurriedly stepped forward and apologized for his abruptness.

"Ah, it's you?" Xiao Xiong and the girl looked at each other in surprise and shouted, and their hands couldn't help but clasp together.

Xiao Xiong asked happily, "Bai Yu, why are you here?" Bai Yu, whose face looked like two bright red peach blossoms, also asked, "Why are you here?" Didn't you say you went to Nanjing? When I came back, I didn't come to see people. Bai Yu grabbed Xiao Xiong's powerful big hand and shook it, pouting angrily.

It turned out that Xiao Xiong and Bai Yu were both classmates of Wuhan University, and they were both from Jiujiang, Xiao Xiong's family was in the suburbs of the city, and Bai Yu's family lived in Miaozhipu at the foot of Lushan Mountain, and the two families were only five miles apart. Xiao Xiong is two years older than Bai Yu, and he is also a grade higher than her. They knew each other very early and were admitted to Wuhan University before and after. Because of Xiao Xiong, Bai Yu also studied Chinese. In response to Chairman Chiang's statement that "if the war starts, there will be no distinction between north and south, no distinction between the old and the young, and no matter who is there, everyone has the responsibility to defend the land and resist the war, and they should all be determined to sacrifice everything." As a top student of the school's Chinese department, he resolutely and immediately signed up to join the army. He had already stayed in the Ministry of Defense in Nanjing, but he insisted on sending troops to the front line, so not long ago, he was transferred to the 74th Army of Yu Ji, then the commander of the army in Xingzi County, at the foot of Lushan Mountain, as the liaison staff officer of the major of the headquarters. No, yesterday he was ordered to go up to Lushan with the army commanders to attend a military meeting on the defense of Wuhan. Today, he got up early in the morning and came to Hanpokou to see that he never thought of meeting his lover Bai Yu here.

Bai Yu, who grew up drinking Lu Shanshui, has a ruddy and fair face with handsome facial features, a well-proportioned and tall figure, she also studied in the Chinese Department of Wuhan University, can sing and dance, and is a well-known school flower in the school. Bai Yu, who is a senior this year, is about to graduate. But the war has spread to her hometown, and she worries about her parents. So, without waiting for graduation, he hurried back to Jiujiang from Wuhan. Originally, after waiting for Lushan to inform his uncle who lived on the mountain, he retreated to Wuhan with his parents and family, but he didn't expect to meet Xiao Xiong, who had not been heard from for a long time, here. She was overjoyed, holding Xiao Xiong's hand and asking non-stop.

Looking at Xiao Xiong, who was tall and handsome in front of him in a straight school uniform, Bai Yu's beautiful eyes looked at it with deep love for a long time, and she was reluctant to leave for a moment, she held Xiao Xiong's hands and refused to let go, for fear that as soon as she put it down, Xiao Xiong would immediately disappear from front of her.

Xiao Xiong has long known in his heart that Bai Yu has a deep affection for him, and every time she is on vacation, she will go with her and take a small steamer from Jiujiang to Wuhan. She is the only daughter in the family, and whenever someone comes to the family, she will bring Jiujiang's halva, tea cakes and sorghum cakes, especially twisted candy (a kind of rice sugar), because Xiao Xiong loves to eat things from his hometown, which she brought for Xiao Xiong. As soon as he was free, Xiao Xiong took the white jade to the Yellow Crane Tower to watch the rise and fall of the river, went to Guiyuan Temple to worship the five hundred Arhats, and boated on the ten thousand blue waves of the East Lake...... Their footprints are all over the streets and alleys of the three towns of Wuhan.

Xiao Xiong originally wanted to wait until he graduated from college to clarify the relationship between the two, but the war of resistance had broken out in full swing. As a hot-blooded young man, he deeply knew the truth that "a national general does not exist as a home", and he did not hesitate to sign up for the army. This trip was nearly a year without any news, and what happened during this time made him unforgettable: Shanghai and Nanjing fell, and the great rivers and mountains of the motherland were being trampled by the iron hooves of the Kou. He also went west with the forced retreat of [***], and arrived at Jiujiang a few days ago. At this time, the national political axe had moved to Wuhan, and Xiao Xiong's troops were ordered to block the iron hooves of the Yue army stationed in the area of Lushan and delay the advance of the invaders.

Xiao Xiong took Bai Yu's hand and sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, they were silent, just looking out. At this time, the clouds and mist have all dispersed, the red light in the distance is gradually rising, the Poyang Lake under the sun is glowing with golden waves, the mountains are full of verdant trees and bamboo forests, there are flowing springs and waterfalls everywhere, and the sound of flowing water and birdsong is in the ears. The mountain breeze brought a little coolness, Xiao Xiong hugged Bai Yu's shoulder with his hand, let her lean on his chest, and they silently stared at the beautiful scenery in front of them, indulging in this fairyland-like scenery.

"You say, will this devil hit Lushan?" Bai Yu muttered.

"No, we do." Xiao Xiong said firmly. He took Bai Yu's soft little hand and stood up together, pointing to the infinite beauty of the mountains in front of him, "If they dare to come, they will all be buried in this mountain." ”

"That's good, I don't want their ugly souls to defile here." Bai Yu looked at Xiao Xiong and said. "When are you going to go down?" Bai Yu then asked.

"Wait for the commander to finish the meeting and leave." Xiao Xiong looked at Bai Yu and kissed it affectionately, they hugged each other tightly, refusing to part for a long time......

Not far from "Didi Di ......", a string of horns sounded, followed by the roar of motorcycles.

"I'm leaving." Xiao Xiong hugged Bai Yu tightly and whispered in her ear. Bai Yu opened her big beautiful eyes, which were already full of tears. She hugged Xiao Xiong tightly with both hands, as if she wanted her lover to integrate into her body.

"You also hurry down the mountain and retreat with your family, the devil will be calling soon."

"Well, I went down the mountain with my uncle's family who lived on Guling Street." Bai Yu choked up. Her heart ached, she looked at her lover stupidly, tears overflowed from her beautiful eyes, and gently slid down Xiao Xiong's hand.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. When the devil is gone, I will definitely go to you as soon as possible. ”

"Hmm. I'll be waiting for you, you'll have to come back soon! ”

"Dididi......" horn sounded again.

"I'm leaving. Take care! Xiao Xiong hugged Bai Yu tightly again, gently let go of her little hand that was holding him, and turned to leave.

"Brother-", Bai Yu called with a cry behind him. His body trembled involuntarily, turned around, and towards her, he slowly raised his right hand and solemnly gave a military salute, and then turned around and walked away quickly. At this moment, tears had blurred his eyes, and he felt his steps stagger......

The white clouds and mist quietly drifted from where and when, thicker and thicker, more and more, and soon wrapped the pavilion, the light of the sun seemed to be covered by a thick curtain, the verdant mountains were covered by the clouds, and she was also hidden in the clouds and mist of Lushan Mountain......