Meng Zhuang has brought painting tools and materials, and I really don't know if the school should cry when this news is news. If she knew that Meng Zhuang had painting tools and materials, she would definitely have to draw one today.

But Meng Zhuang can't be blamed, because she didn't ask from beginning to end. Mei Yu wanted to say something, opened her mouth and gave up.

She wanted to draw one right away, but she couldn't be so anxious because it was getting late.

Several people sat around the fire and did not go to sleep until after midnight.

The winter of Dayan Mountain is very cold, and the outer layer of the tent has formed a layer of frost, and the flashlight looks beautiful when it shines on it, which also makes people really feel the cold of Dayan Mountain.

The four girls lived in a tent, got into the tent, and quickly opened their sleeping bags and got in.

Good thing this sleeping bag is of good quality and warm. Sleeping in it for a while makes people feel warm all over, and this feeling of warmth is in stark contrast to the cold outside. But the darkness inside the tent also contrasted sharply with the light of the fire outside.

Black or white, warm or cold, then they know that all these reasons, all the conditions, all the relative two things are not opposites, and that there is a degree of transformation in between, and once they are met, they coexist.

Wrapped in sleeping bags, four girls lay side by side in a tent.

Because the sleeping bag is a very good quality self-heating type, who can adjust the temperature by themselves after entering, the girls have little experience, adjust the temperature relatively high, and soon sweat, can only reluctantly reach out to lower the temperature.

The movements of the four girls were very consistent, and they all stretched out their hands to control.

Yan Jingzhou turned on a small hanging lamp on the top of the tent, and the four of them looked at each other and laughed.

After retreating into their tents, they did not immediately go to sleep. Although it was late, no one felt sleepy. Three women played a scene, and the four girls were wrapped in sleeping bags and chatted all over the world.

In this cold winter, they became friends with each other and started a unique journey, and on the way to travel, they exchanged moods with each other and became the most intimate friends.

I chatted for a long time, and I didn't know what time it was before I fell asleep in a daze.

It was already more than ten o'clock when he woke up, and Meng Zhuang had already gotten up, standing on the edge of the cliff, looking into the distance, looking at the mountains opposite.

The fire had been lit, and there were signs of food. Meng Zhuang had already had breakfast.

When the girls were making breakfast, their eyes kept looking in the direction of Meng Zhuang. In the past few days, Meng Zhuang has almost always been like this, once he is free, he will look at a certain place with dementia, and when he comes back to his senses, most of his body is too stiff to move.

What is the purpose of this trip, several girls can't guess. They didn't know Meng Zhuang's past and work, so they couldn't understand his pain. They don't even understand what kind of injury it takes for a person to tear open their wounds again and again.

Yes, in the eyes of several girls, Meng Zhuang is tearing open the wound again and again. What is this? In order not to forget that person, or not to forget that injury? If I had to talk about a few girls, I guess there would have been, because they really couldn't think of a better explanation than that.

A few girls began to make breakfast, and Meng Zhuang returned to the fire.

Because he was going to the plum garden, he couldn't continue to be in a daze, otherwise if his body stiffened, he would have to postpone the trip. But Meng Zhuang would never do this, and he would never delay the scheduled trip for his own reasons.

At ten o'clock, the group had already set camp. The sun also loomed out of its head.

It was still a sunny day, and the warm sun was shining down, and the girls were sticking their hands out of the window.

Although the sun is already shining, the temperature is still very low. When I put my hand out the window, it immediately became cold. The cold wind came in through the window and blew on the face like an ice blade. A few people inside shivered from the cold, but no one had the intention of closing the window. Because if you close the windows, you will miss the scenery on the road.

From the camp to the mountain behind the town, about ten kilometers, Meng Zhuang drove the car very slowly, less than forty miles. It took about twenty minutes to reach the back of the town.

The terrain of the back mountain is relatively high, and it is a windward outlet, and there was some snow last night, which has not yet melted on the trees. The snow wrapped itself in a field of plum blossoms, some of which were already smiling, while others were just a bud staring at the tree.

Mei Yu got out of the car, and there happened to be a plum blossom that had been folded in pieces where she got off. The trunk is thigh-thick, but the branches are few. Although there is a sign on the tree that says "no climbing", there are still many people who come to "have flowers that can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches." A humble gentleman. ”

Mei Yu looked at the still new fractures, and felt a pity in her heart. This plum blossom should have been praised by everyone, but because of the behavior of a very small number of people, it became a broken flower.

Just as she was thinking so, she looked up and saw the thief who folded the flowers. A man in his forties folded a plum blossom in full bloom for his daughter. Mei Yu is very unaccustomed to this kind of behavior, but this is a public resource, and what she said in the past was just self-deprecating, because how could a person who dared to fold flowers in front of the public be a person with a public heart and morality.

You can't overtake a man, but his daughter's words are another story.

I heard that the little girl wanted plum blossoms, and the man really planned to continue to fold them. Mei Yu couldn't look at it, and next to the little girl, she squatted down and whispered to her: "Little sister, do you know why Meihua grew up in the wild and wasn't locked up at home like a rabbit?" ”

The little girl didn't know why, and asked her head.

Mei Yu said: "Because plum blossoms bloom more beautifully only in the wind and snow, they will die quickly without the wind and snow." ”

The little girl's father saw Mei Yu talking to the little girl, and hurriedly came over to stop the little girl and took the little girl to another place.

This was expected by Mei Yu, with Yan Jingzhou, in the face of this unruly girl, she had to play some tricks. So over the years, Mei Yu has not only had achievements that are difficult for her peers to achieve in terms of knowledge, but also has considerable skills in mental control. So she's not in a hurry at all.

The little girl didn't take a few steps before she broke free from her Lao Tzu and ran back, asking Mei Yu to continue to give her what she had just done. This was also expected by Mei Yu.

Mei Yu smiled wickedly at the little girl's father, and continued to say to the little girl, "This branch leaves the tree, and it will die soon, and after it dies, it will return to the belly of the person and grow from here. ”

Mei Yu pointed to the place of her belly button to make things more real.