Qingmei has opened up a whole new world in front of her since she worshipped Beisen as a teacher, Beisen is very busy every day, so, if Qingmei wants to discuss literature with him, you must take the initiative to go to him, just like Beisen said that day, in his home, you can be free.

Every time Qingmei goes to his house, there are guests in the house, sometimes three or five, sometimes one or two, everyone sits on the futon, the tea is brewed, and they want to drink it and pour it themselves.

The second time Qingmei Qingmei went, Beisen said to her: "You are a particular person, I specially prepared a cup for you, put it in the wine cabinet, every time you come, you take it out to make tea, wash it yourself when you leave, and put it back in its original place." ”

Qingmei went to open the wine cabinet and took a look, it turned out to be a fine porcelain jade white lid cup, decorated with a plum blossom outside the cup, which looked particularly exquisite, it seems that Beisen was carefully selected. Qingmei thanked him, and Kitamori smiled easily.

Every time he meets him and has friends, Kitamori always solemnly introduces Qingmei to his friends, and then proudly says: "My most beautiful apprentice, especially versatile." ”

Friends will be full of praise, no matter what topic they are discussing before, Beisen will stop the topic, listen to Qingmei raise questions and doubts, those friends have also read her two novels, so everyone discussed her novels together, and put forward a lot of good suggestions, Qingmei raised some literary questions, always everyone discussed together, everyone is very enthusiastic about Qingmei, on the one hand, she is beautiful; Another reason is that she has a gentle personality and is warm and courteous.

The key question Beisen will also be very professional to give her an answer, she is very lucky, every time she goes, there are friends present, Qingmei questions have been asked, she will say goodbye to everyone, and every time she will always call out: "Master, goodbye!" Then there was a shallow bow, which made people look at a thousand styles. Kitamori will always casually say, "Go, go!" ”

Soon the Dragon Boat Festival is coming, this day Qingmei sent Huzi to kindergarten, went to buy some tobacco and alcohol, zongzi and some other food, and drove to Beisen's house.

She took a lot of effort to move things into the elevator, the elevator door opened, and when Beisen was about to enter the elevator, he saw that Qingmei had brought so many things, so he hurriedly helped carry a few heavy gift bags, and Qingmei took two light ones.

Entering the house, Beisen looked at a bunch of gifts bought by Qingmei, and said humorously: "It's good to have an apprentice, you don't have to spend money for the holidays!" Qingmei smiled and said, "So, I have to learn quickly, and if I learn well, I don't need to buy gifts." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Qingmei asked Beisen: "Master, do you have something to go out?" Then you go get busy. Beisen smiled and picked up a cigarette that Qingmei bought and said, "I want to go out to buy something, you have already bought it for me." ”

Qingmei smiled and said: "Master, you don't know, the most hesitant thing I buy here is cigarettes, smoking is harmful to health, but it is more difficult for you to quit at once, so you can smoke less, three or five a day." ”

Beisen said with a smile: "I also know that smoking is harmful, that is, if you sit down and write, you want to smoke, or find a way to quit." ”

Qingmei walked into the study, look at Beisen's calligraphy works, the case was spread with a whole sheet of rice paper, when Qingmei looked at it carefully, it turned out to be a song, Qingmei had practiced calligraphy, although, Beisen wrote a line of grass, she still knew. The title of the poem is "Unspeakable Love":

The spring rain is dense watering of the flowers

The flowers are quietly blooming

The raindrops melt the elixir of life

The sun shines warmly on the seedlings

Seedlings grow secretly

The light turns into the long years

Flowers shine brightly on the branches

Trees swagger on the hilltops

The song of happiness is longer than the stream

Spring rain can't say love

Afraid that love will pass inadvertently

Sunshine never says love

I am afraid that the brilliant splendor of love will disappear

The deepest love is buried in the ground

Wait for spring to bloom all over the land

Qingmei read it carefully, it turned out to be a faint love poem, she asked Beisen: "Master, whose poem is this?" So ethereal. ”

Beisen was a little embarrassed and said: "When I have nothing to do, I write and play, it's a pastime." ”

Qingmei said: "I didn't expect my master's poetry to be so well written. As he spoke, he flipped through it casually, and there were two A4 sheets of paper on the desk with two poems printed on them, one of which was the one he had just seen, and the other paper was printed with a poem titled "There is a kind of beauty, which cannot be said":

A long drought is a rainy day

The joy of grass and trees is leaf green

Flowers bloom overnight

The mountains are getting a new look

It's all in the song of the stream

Encounter old acquaintances in a foreign land

A friend's joy is a smile

Think about letting go

The forehead is stretched

It's all about the taste of tea

There's a nice just feeling

It's the coolness of June

The fire of the wax moon

Comfortable enough to want to sing a song

But I can't put it into words

Spanning thousands of years of time and space

The vast sea of people knows you

Talking about literary trends

Appreciating the artistic conception of poetry

Elegant as a swan

Comfortable everything was just right

Qingmei Bingxue smart girl, of course she knows what Beisen means, it is obvious that Beisen has been interested in which girl recently, she is not easy to ask, she put it down after reading it, Beisen asked her: "What do you think of the poem?"

Qingmei smiled and said, "It's okay, I don't know much about this kind of poetry." "Can she not understand? Back then, she fell in love with Lao Lin's poetry, can she not understand? She didn't want to talk to Kitamori about feelings. Actually, Qingmei already likes these two poems very much, but she can't say good, because she really doesn't want to get involved in feelings anymore, she is afraid of love, because she knows that she is too emotional, and once she uses affection, she will fall into it.

Beisen smiled and said, "If the master says that it is written for you, do you like it?" ”

Qingmei didn't expect Beisen to ask her so bluntly, so she smiled and said: "The poetry is very situational, it's very good, the master is very literate, but the master still don't write me this kind of poetry in the future, because I can't read it, and it will waste your hard work in vain." Goodbye, master! Qingmei was about to turn around and leave.

Beisen called out to her: "Qingmei, your family is just you and Huzi, my family is Beilin and me, why don't you come to my house for the Duanyang Festival, and we will miss Qu Yuan together." ”

Qingmei thought for a while and said, "I can't promise you now, I'm going to go back and see what arrangements Yushu has for them, you know, during the holidays, we will always get together." "Beisen knows that what Qingmei said is the real situation, they have a circle, which he Beisen can't enter, at least for now, he can't enter this small circle.

Beisen smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I'll give Huzi a red envelope." He hurriedly walked into the study, Qingmei went to the door to put on his shoes, Beisen had already come out with a wad of money, and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I found two red envelopes, both of which are small, so it's more sincere." ”

Qingmei smiled and said: "It's not that the red envelope is small, it's that you have too much money, just two hundred for the Duanyang Festival, and I'll only take two hundred." ”

Beisen said with a serious face: "This is for Huzi, it is the master's intention, if you don't take it, the master will be angry!" ”

Qingmei hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll take it, thank you for my son first." She took the money, put it in her bag, and smiled charmingly, "Goodbye, master!" "It's all over again.