"Then let's go faster." Zhu Jia stood on tiptoe and didn't see the familiar clothes.

The two-meter-high gate made of rattan fences hangs a sign on the left side of the bamboo pole that reads the exit of the scenic spot.

He didn't expect to get out of the gate of the scenic spot so quickly, walking on the slope that showed ten degrees upward, and he finally saw Senior Brother Zheng Bei, who was obviously much slower than the people around him, on the right side of the crowd near the pond.

"We're not going to be the head of the team." Senior sister Sun Tian took it. Powder. The colored cup drank water, and she looked behind her.

Zhang Yue was a little incredulous when she heard this, she had just been delayed for so long at the pavilion. She turned behind her, following the gap in the crowd, and saw that Zhou Dongdong, who was obviously much shorter than the people around her, was still in the exit, and she was even worried about whether they would choose another flat path next to the exit, after all, there were still some tourists walking along that road when they passed by just now.

"No, Mr. Zhao, they have already gone to the front." Zheng Bei raised his head and looked ahead, he swept to Senior Sister Zhang Yue, who was looking at him, and continued to look ahead.

Walking on the edge of the interweaving of dirt and bluestone steps, in the gap between the fallen leaves and gray gravel on the left, two broken camelina plants stretched out dozens of pieces. Green. The leaves, the outer one at the top are noticeably taller, split into two forks in the middle and upper third, and grow small white flowers. Pistil. There were several smaller rocks at its base, and in a thumb-sized slit in three rocks, another camelina with a leaf the size of an ink spot had just grown to the height of the rock.

Zhu Jia looked at the gravel grass for more than ten seconds.

"Let's go, look at what is so distracted." Zhang Yue came back to her senses from the direction of Zheng Bei, and just took a step, but found that she had already walked in the rain, and the cold wind blew through the broken hair on her forehead, and she looked at Zhu Jia with some surprise.

"Nothing." Zhu Jia responded with a smile, his gaze away from the mountains and green trees not far away, and the umbrella in his hand once again blocked most of her sky. Join the crowd on the right.

The road ahead turned vertically to the quaint stone bridge on the right, and Zhang Yue stood on the edge of the wooden guardrail, a meandering stream covering the trees in front of him. Quiet. Quiet. The mountain forest was rolling down the slope, the water was very turbulent, and the sound of splashing water colliding with each other sounded in her ears.

Looking ahead, the river bottom is quite sloping and covered by large trees. Yin. Dark. At the bottom of the river, Zhu Jia remembered the bottom of the ditch in front of his hometown's vegetable garden, in his childhood, he was always afraid that there would be water snakes crawling out of the bottomless dark blue water, and he often stood on the rocks on the water surface of the ditch just above his feet, feeling the clear coolness.

Walking across the four-meter-long stone bridge, a long wood-covered corridor is built along the river, showing a gradual decline in the terrain and diagonally into the distance, with shops every few meters on the left, and a bench parallel to the wooden fence where the promenade meets the riverside wooden fence on the right.

Zhu Jia saw Teacher Zhao ten meters away at a glance, as well as Senior Sister Wu Zhen and Yan Ruo: "They are all in front." ”

"I didn't expect it to be so fast, I've been resting for a while while when I look like this, let's go, let's hurry over." Zhang Yue walked briskly on the ground with gray, black, and white stones stacked alternately on the small rectangular ground that were closely connected, and she was carrying her back on her left shoulder. Straddle. Arrive. The dark red pouch at her waist was bulging, pressed against the edge by her left hand.

"Are you all here?" Teacher Zhao sat on the gray and white bench, his eyes looking at everyone.

Zhu Jia also wanted to sit down, but he saw that there was still dirt on the vacant seat above Teacher Zhao. Sticky. On the surface of the bench, the thought was dispelled in an instant.

In the gift shop on the left, two girls in short skirts. Bow. Dressed in a delicate crystal perfume bottle on a shelf. Standing in the store, there seemed to be a twenty-seven or eighteen woman, with a round and just right face, looking at the tourists who walked by from time to time outside the store with a slight smile.

He remembered what he had heard before, the love he met during his trip to Dali, Yunnan, and the smile on her face could. Melt. Change. How much. Out. Solitary. Alone. The heart of a tourist. She also didn't seem to see a young man in front of the wooden railing above her. Happy. Reward. up her. For a long time.

"Not yet, Teacher Wang and her son are still behind." Qi Kun replied.

ZHANG Yue. Right. Leg. Leaning on a stool and holding the railing with both hands, the man looked in the direction of the river into the stream, where the bottom of the clear river was a large number of white and dark cyan pebbles, and the stream crashed into the middle of a river. On the protruding sharp stones, a continuous white splash of water appeared.

When she looked up, she noticed that the two huge fan blades of the four-leaf plantain on the opposite river stem had passed through the middle of the river, and one at the top. Tender. The green branches and leaves are blown by the breeze and sway slightly up and down.

Qi Kun next to her walked down from the center of the steps to the front of the railing support, and with his left hand, he put the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at the green and shady opposite bank in front of him.