Wang En's bud rice field is on the highest hill in the village, in front of the mountain is a cliff-like natural large stone, the area is enough to be the size of a standard international football field, standing on it and stepping on the soft turf, you can't feel that there is a natural stone below, the magic of nature makes the hard and ruthless stone dress up so sad and lovely. The lushness of the turf is decorated with miniature pine-shaped bryophytes, "The moss flowers are as small as rice, and they also learn to bloom peonies." "Ant microbes wander in this vast mossy pine forest, just like humans struggling in the Amazon rainforest. The grass that grows on the stone face is dry and hard, and can pierce the skin of the person lying on it. Shen Bing ran on this condensed version of the vast grassland, shouting in the wind, "It's so beautiful!" The sunset sprinkled all over the mountain, and Shen Bing's shadow dragged on the mountain for a long time, like thick ink dripping in the clear water, swaying out of endless charming dances. The last rays of the setting sun shine from the farthest mountain trail to sublimate the spiritual world. "You run slower, don't fall." Wang En shouted behind Shen Bing. Shen Bing leaned up his stubby neck, with an expression of purified soul, closed his eyes slightly, and gently stretched his arms to suck the silence scattered in this condensed version of the vast grassland and the last trace of essence left by the sun, just like the Meng Po soup drunk by the Yin and Yang worlds that can separate the past and present lives, making people forget everything and be carefree from now on.

"Wang En, your hometown is so beautiful!"

"That's, it's not blowing with you, it's a place that haunts me anytime and anywhere, a place I will never forget for the rest of my life."

"There is a poem called 'The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk', this should be your hometown!"

This is Li Yishan's "Leyou Yuan", and there are two sentences in front of it: Xiang Wan is uncomfortable, and he drives to the ancient plain. At that time, he was in a bad mood, but after climbing the ancient plain and seeing the beautiful dusk, he suddenly became enlightened, and he sighed that the beautiful scenery was short like life, and he couldn't help but feel sad. ”

"My teacher Wang, can you not preach. You know I have a limited level of education."

"It's just a feeling, it's just a feeling. I also think of another poem by him: The flowers and willows surround the sky and sorrow, and go upstairs to the city. If you want to ask where Gu Hong is going, I don't know my life experience. ”

"What do you mean! I don't understand! Shen Bing looked at Wang En blankly, and from time to time he greeted the sunset with his side face, letting the evening breeze blow.

"That is to say, life is impermanent, bumpy and uncertain, when you see the flowers bloom and the willows fail, you will hook up infinite sorrow, just like finally climbing the tall building and seeing a higher building in front, this kind of sorrow has nowhere to sustenance, I want to ask the lonely goose standing alone in the sunset where to fly, but I am also a loner in this busy world."

"It's complicated! But your expression doesn't quite fit this beautiful theme! ”

"Songs, poems. It's a state of mind, not just a literal meaning. ”

"You mean you're depressed and unhappy?"

"No, it's an expression of the occasional lonely state of mind. It's just a way to release and relieve stress. ”

"Wang En, take me by the hand." Shen Bing said weakly.

"That's a quick change! Directly from ancient times to modern times, directly from graceful to bold! ”

"Less nonsense, do you lead or not?" Shen Bing said angrily.

"Pull" Wang En grabbed Shen Bing's slightly cold jade hand.

"Wang En, do you know! I also like the sunset scenery very much," Shen Bing leaned his head on Wang En's left shoulder.

"Why do you like it?"

"I feel like the sunset is like my life, the beauty is fleeting, my sixth sense tells me"

"What's the Sixth Sense?"

"It's a woman's intuition"

"You women's intuition is the most inaccurate, don't you know?"

"Who said that?"

"Scientific research shows"

"I don't even know about this thing, but science can know?"

"There's a lot you don't know, but science can answer it. It's like a ghost."

"What a ghost!"

"How not! There are a lot of dead children buried in the rocky hill behind my bud rice field, and when we were young, the dead children did not install pipes and did not repair the tomb, and they were wrapped in a canvas and thrown on the back of the troubled post. At that time, my parents and I were most afraid of coming here, and we always felt that the darkness was deep, and we felt like someone was following us at any time. At that time, we were herding cattle here and coming home late, and we heard the whimper of a child on the other side of the rocky hill," Wang En described vividly. Shen Bing's hand grabbed Wang En's arm, and his body moved closer to Wang En.

"It's scary, don't say it!"

"It's okay, those are all children, we're all adults now, and we're afraid of what he's doing!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Let's pick melons and go home. I'm afraid! ”

"Huh! It's really accurate, it's really 'the sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk'! ”

The melon vine is wrapped around the sill of the bud rice field, and the melon vine with silver thorns spreads to the thorn canopy that grows in the cracks of the stones under the sill, and the young pumpkin hanging in the air is glossy, bright and full, and the shape is like a gourd. The pumpkin growing in the grass has crooked eyes, and the grass around it is crushed and yellow and rotten, and when you lift it out of the grass, you can see that the melon butt is hard and yellow due to lack of light, and it looks like it is seriously malnourished. The origin of the idiom of crooked melon and cracked jujube probably comes from here!

Wang En picked up two tender cyan melon babies and left with Shen Bing, at first glance, it was a beautiful scenery in the world, and it was a condensed version of the vast grassland that was miserable. The speed of walking is much faster than the speed of coming.

"I'm so scared, I feel a little chilly on my back!" Shen Bing's leaning forward body further accelerated her pace.

"Don't scare me! It's so crazy," Wang Enya turned his head anxiously and turned to look back. Walking in the shade that cannot be found at all in the afterglow of the sunset, the deep feeling of shade is even stronger. The two of them left the hill where the bud rice field was located almost at running speed. Running to the path at the bottom of the hill that could print light, and seeing the smoke slowly rising in the village, the two slowed down their pace tacitly, and they smiled strangely but were relatively speechless.

Long. Shen Bing said, "Didn't you say that you weren't afraid? ”

"I wasn't afraid, but you took me into the ditch like this."

"My voice trembles! And said that he was not afraid! ”

"Hehehe...... It's so funny, I'm scared by the ghost stories I tell."

"Hahaha...... It's so stupid, isn't this shooting yourself in the foot! ”

"God knows this, you know and I know, don't tell anyone! Otherwise...... You know the consequences......" Wang En deliberately made a sinister and weird expression, like the villain in the movie.

"Oh! Oops! The dog that ran over just now seemed to hear it! Shen Bing shook his wit.

"Didn't say that! When I go back, I will slaughter the beast and roast the dog meat at night," Wang En said through deliberate gritted teeth.

"Puff ......" Shen Bing smiled. Wang En also smiled. The unwarranted tension between the two was soothed by the sound of unintentional jokes.