Chapter 270: The Ruins of Ming City, Treading the Snow to Find Plums

Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Text Size:

Appearance:

The cold winter is passing day by day.

On the night of March 17-18, 2012.

Due to the cold wave, the Beijing area suddenly faced a heavy snowfall.

The whole city is covered in silver.

It's the weekend.

"Let's go to the Ming City Wall Ruins Park in Beijing to walk in the snow and look for plums!" Ye Qian said to me.

"Good!" I said happily.

We drove towards the Ming City Wall Ruins Park in Beijing.

The Ming city wall is 25 kilometers long in history and was built in the 17th year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty. The existing ruins of the city wall from Chongwen Gate to the southeast corner tower of the city are 1.5 kilometers long, which is a part of the original inner city wall of Beijing, is the only remaining section, and is also the symbol of Beijing City.

In the Ming City Wall Ruins Park, plum blossoms bloom in the snow.

"Look," I said to Ye Qian emotionally, "the fluttering snowflakes are not like butterflies falling on plum blossoms?" The plum blossom with affection, like a girl with a shy red face, is facing a long-missed lover? ”

"Like a girl in your first love!" Ye Qian smiled lightly, "Full of shyness, blushing, blooming for the people you love, blooming your beautiful and amorous heart!" ”

"Look," I still said to Ye Qian emotionally, "the snowflakes are white and pure, the plum blossoms stand proudly in the cold wind, the cold and faint fragrance, and the beautiful scenery of the snow and plums are intertwined, like a flowing painting?" ”

"Like a couple who snuggle up and love each other!" Ye Qian still smiled lightly, "Xuemei is close to each other, adding infinite vitality and sweet warmth to this cold and scorching winter." ”

I looked at the plum blossoms in the snow with great affection.

The plum blossoms blooming on the branches are like pure girls blooming with beautiful smiling faces, which looks so delicate and gorgeous, so tempting and emotional. The vigorous plum blossoms of the trees bloomed into a red cloud, which gradually spread in front of my eyes. The wisps of fragrance are getting stronger and stronger, refreshing and fascinating. I looked at these beautiful flowers fondly, as if I had smelled the breath of spring.

"The plum blossoms that bloom in the snow are a kind of difficult love!" I sighed.

"What is love in danger?" Ye Qian asked softly.

"Difficult love is a fearless struggle," I said with a deep face, "just like the plum blossoms blooming in front of me, knowing that there are many dangers and difficulties, I still believe in the voice of my heart, and resolutely insist on my right choice." ”

"This kind of love is often right and noble," Ye Qian said with a smile, "although there will be many, many obstacles and obstacles." ”

"Yes," I said earnestly, "the love of hardship, like the darkness before the dawn, is bright in the midst of darkness and danger. ”

At this time, Ye Qian whispered:

"There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without poetry and vulgarity. The sunset poem is full of snow and snow, and the plum is very spring. ”

"You are like this plum blossom in the snow," I said to Ye Qian affectionately, "you are naturally beautiful, beautiful and affectionate, graceful, colorful, and fragrant." Your passion blooms in the wind and snow, bringing beauty to people. ”

"I'm like a plum blossom, there's nothing wrong with that," Ye Qian smiled coquettishly, "But you're not like that snowflake, you're like this oncoming cold wind, cold!" ”

"You're not romantic at all!" I said huffingly.

Ye Qian laughed, laughing so much that the flowers trembled, and the smile turned colorless.

"I think it's a pleasure to be angry with you!" Ye Qian laughed.

"I'm so angry that I can inherit the copyright of my book, right?" I laughed.

The ghost blows the lamp

Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Back to Book