In ancient times, because the ability to keep out the cold was not worse than today, people invented the pastime of counting nine in order to eliminate the fear of winter.

And the one that has been handed down to this day is the most widespread one is the ninety-nine Hanmei map.

Draw a cold plum on the paper, and draw nine plum blossoms on the branches, each plum blossom has nine petals, representing the eighty-one days of "counting nine days", and each flower represents a "nine".

Each petal represents a day, every day is dyed with cinnabar, after dyeing nine petals, there is a "nine", nine dyeing, there is "nine", nine are deep.

Therefore, there is an ancient poem that says: Try to count the ninety-nine pictures between the windows, and the remaining cold will be exhausted and warm back to the beginning; The plum blossoms are all over the white, and I see that it is an apricot plant today! ("Luanjing Miscellaneous Songs No. 1" Yuan Yang Yunfu)

"I know, I know, I walked on the ice in 1929, and I walked on the 3949 Ling; Five-nine-sixty-nine, look at the willows along the river; Seventy-nine rivers open, eighty-nine swallows come; Ninety-nine plus one-nine, ploughing cattle everywhere! Su Min listened to him ask himself, and couldn't help but happily recite the ninety-nine song.

Old man Lin couldn't help but smile: "Little girl, you know a lot, then you draw this Hanmei picture for the teacher?" ”

Su Min happily took the pen in his hand and drew it on rice paper.

The lines are beautiful, and a cold plum jumps on the paper.

Old man Lin took another brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and dotted it with a plum petal.

Mrs. Lin, who was in the distance, made tea for them and looked at them with a smile, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

Today, Su Min went to Old Man Lin's house and patronized and played, when something fell in the sky.

It's snow.

She saw that it was snowing outside the window, and she was afraid that the way back would not be easy, so she drank some tea, said goodbye to the two teachers, and left.

Before leaving, Mrs. Lin gave her an oil-paper umbrella and told her to be careful.

At this time, the snowflakes were still very small, and she couldn't really see them when she raised her eyes, but she was afraid that her clothes would get wet, so she still opened her umbrella and walked slowly.

She loves snow, but she doesn't like cold weather.

Although Wang Zicheng didn't accompany her today, looking at the falling snow, she was so happy that she reached out to pick it up from time to time.

After a while, the tiny snowflakes seemed to turn into goose feather snow, and Su Min couldn't help but slow down.

Under the faint yellow light, goose feather snow drifted.

Su Min looked at the snowflakes in the sky, and couldn't help but feel at peace in his heart, as if the world was quiet.

The snow was falling all over the ground, and it didn't take long for it to start piling up.

Su Min's feet began to "crunch", so she shook the snow on her umbrella slightly.

There were very few people on the road at this time, and it was not known whether the students were all staying in the dormitories or playing outside.

She walked slowly on the road, admiring the snowy scene, and the depression in her heart dissipated.

The girl wore a long jacket and a fluffy scarf and walked on the silent road.

The goose feather snow in the sky made her look a little lonely, and it was also like a beautiful picture.

So someone slowly approached her, slowly opened her mouth, and recited the poem: "The shadow is in the dusk, and the sorrow is lovesick; The snow is heavy in the sky, and the bun under the umbrella is loose. ”

Su Min heard someone writing a poem, so he glanced back.

But seeing Wang Zicheng looking at him with a smile on his face, he didn't know when he came.

The young man was dressed in moon-white clothes, covered with a black cape, and wrapped in a gray scarf, and his head was covered with snow.

"When did you come back?" Su Min couldn't help but be overjoyed and grinned.

She wanted to run over, but her feet slipped and she fell out with a "plop".

Wang Zicheng hurriedly walked over, almost fell, and hurriedly helped Su Min up: "Pay attention to your feet on snowy days." ”

Su Min seemed to be fine, and asked with a smile, "How do you know I'm here?" ”

Wang Zicheng patted the snow on her body for her and gently scraped her nose: "I'm not worried about being alone, so I'll come back early!" I thought that she had nowhere to go today, so I tried my luck on the road, and who knew that as soon as I saw her, she fell and ate! He accentuated the tone of "dog eats", and looked at Su Min with a smile on his face.

Su Min was a little annoyed, and she was about to hit him with a pout, but as soon as the hand stretched out, he grabbed it.

"Why, I finally came to you, and you still want to beat me?" Wang Zicheng tilted his head and asked her, grabbing Su Min's hand tightly.

Su Min frowned slightly, struggled, and saw that he didn't let go, so he said, "Who asked you to make fun of me!" After speaking, he squeezed the other hand on Wang Zicheng's waist.

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, Minmin I was wrong!" Wang Zicheng was so uncomfortable by her that he had to let go of her hand and beg for mercy.

When Su Min saw him begging for mercy, she looked up at him proudly. When the prince saw her so delicate, he couldn't help but be stupid.

"Let's see if you dare in the future!" Su Min snorted and went to pick up the oil-paper umbrella that had been thrown on the ground.

In the wind and snow, only this umbrella separated the snow for the two of them.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Wang Zicheng took the umbrella with a smile and pulled Su Min to continue walking.

He held an umbrella in one hand, and Su Min held the other hand, and Su Min snuggled up to him contentedly.

The snow in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and the two of them just snuggled up and walked, with no intention of parting.

The snow under their feet became thicker and thicker, and the "crunching" sound of their stepping on them was different from the previous dullness, and there was a slight cheerfulness.

Su Min looked at the heavy snow, and then looked at the people around him, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

She couldn't help but read the poem that Wang Zicheng had read before.

"The shadow is in the dusk, and the sorrow is lovesick; The snow is heavy in the sky, and the bun under the umbrella is loose. ”

It's just that she vaguely feels that this poem is incomplete, but she can't compose poetry, so naturally there is no way to continue.

"Which poet wrote the poem you read earlier?" Su Min looked up at his beloved and asked softly.

I saw his eyelashes twitch slightly, as if he was laughing.

Wang Zicheng tilted his head and leaned on Su Min's head, and asked slyly: "At this moment, you can't guess who did it?" ”

Su Min couldn't help but move to the side, she thought for a while, and the smile on the corner of her lips grew: "Is it your improvisation?" You're amazing! ”

So her admiration for him added a point.

"If there is no one, I am afraid I will not be able to do it." With a pair of smiling eyes, he looked at Su Min directly, and she was a little embarrassed.

They stopped fighting, and Su Min began to savor the poem.

"Doesn't it mean that in this snowy sky, there is an Yiren walking alone with an umbrella, and I don't know what she is thinking, and I don't even know if her hair is loose. Looking at the yellowish light, the figure of Yiren seemed so lonely and lonely. When she got closer, she had a sad face, as if she was lovesick. ”

Su Min was so excited that he dismantled the meaning, and said, "Am I right?" ”

She looked excited, waiting for Wang Zicheng's praise.

"Yes, yes, Min Min is the smartest!" At this time, the prince seemed to have grease in his mouth, and his flammy tongue was smooth.

Su Min was very useful: "That's! ”

Wang Zicheng looked at her with a smile and let her be proud.

It's just that Su Min touched his hair and felt that he was exaggerating the facts: "But I didn't worry, my hair was tied well!" ”

This one was dismantled too quickly, which caught Wang Zicheng off guard.

He sighed, stopped, looked into Su Min's eyes, and said affectionately, "Fool, that's you from my point of view." You say, if I don't come back today, will you be sad? ”