The moon is in the sky, the stars are shining, and the beautiful sky and sea make people forget to return. The moonlight projection, layers of scales and waves rise with the wind, like a layer of sparkling broken silver on the water surface, and like crumpled green satin, mountain waves and peaks, layer upon layer.

On the desktop, a yellowed page painted with ink lotus, green bamboo, and white lotus is placed on it, and there is a line of excellent words on it: "Write a piece of paper on the time in the heart, keep a moment of good feelings, in a cup of tea quietly reminisce about everything that life gives, tonight's moon, very bright, starlight, can I ask a beautiful woman to swim on the lake?" ”

The words are like their people, elegant as flying, flowing with clouds and water, and the pen is like clouds and smoke.

I saw a line of delicate and beautiful small characters written on the bottom of the paper, simple and unpretentious, and inclusive of Qiankun "good, the moon is shining and the stars are shining, it is appropriate to travel." ”

As promised, there was occasional light rain, and the lake was hazy, separated by a layer of water mist, and the humidity was filled with moisture and clinged to the shallow aquatic plants.

After a while, the rain stopped, and I saw the sparkling waves on the lake in the distance, caressed by the wind, rippling layer by layer. Sometimes a bird kisses its face, it eagerly offers nectar: sometimes a fish jumps out of its embrace, it calls tenderly.

"Here, wait for a long time, and finally wait for Qing to come" Luo Yu smiled elegantly, gentle and elegant, dressed in white, and the son was like jade.

If you look closely, you can see that there is a person standing behind Luo Yu, a pair of clear eyes that are so cold that they seem to drip water are clamped on a perfectly handsome face, and the thin long hair covers his smooth forehead, hanging down to the thick and slender eyelashes, but the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and it looks charming. The pure blue pupils and the bewitching eye shape are wonderfully blended into a very beautiful style, and the thin lips are as light as water. Under the black clothes is the delicate skin that is incomparable to everyone.

He is Luo Yuchen, Luo Yu's twin brother, and Luo Yu is inseparable.

Suddenly, a person sprang out from not far away, the neckline and cuffs of the indigo robe were inlaid with the piping of silver filament edge flowing cloud patterns, and a blue auspicious cloud wide-brimmed brocade was tied around his waist, and his black hair was tied up and wore a small silver crown inlaid with jade, and the white jade crystal on the silver crown set off the black and smooth of his hair, like satin.

He is light dust, known for his cuteness, this time, dressed in indigo, giving people the temperament of a dusty boy, elegant and dignified.

"What are you going to do when he's dating a light bulb?" Qingchen's voice was sweet, and he dragged Luo Yuchen towards another boat.

The boat moored on the square base of the north side of the suspension bridge outside the gate, the hull is wide and comfortable, the hull is painted translucently, the brilliance is shining, the beauty is picturesque, the battle is wonderful, there are mahogany carvings hanging down, there are mahogany carved railings below, with stained glass, the cabin is hung with embroidered curtains on both sides, embroidered with patterns such as "phoenix wearing peony", "squirrel grape", "pink butterfly picking flowers", etc., there are mahogany tables and chairs in the cabin, and the marble surface is inlaid with marble. There are also calligraphy and painting hanging screens on both sides, which are both magnificent and exquisitely arranged.

"Lady first, you please first" Luo Yu made a "please" gesture and said to Mo Yan.

"Okay, then I won't be polite to you" Mo Yan smiled, his voice was sweet, and he had already boarded the boat.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, the whole lake is shrouded in the glimmer of the moon, looking at the blue waves, thousands of islands, mountains and green, looming, hazy. The blue of the lake and the green of the mountains are integrated, not blue, not green, but just like blue, just like green, good "spring river water is as green as blue".

Counting the white sails, on the surface of the lake where the water and sky are shining with golden light, like a few snow-white feathers, drifting and drifting leisurely.

"It's boring to chat, how can such a beautiful scenery be wasted, if Miss Mo Yan doesn't dislike it, how about I come to chant poetry with you?" Luo Yu sat precariously and looked at Mo Yan with a serious face.

"Wonderful, such an atmosphere, when poetry!" Mo Yan smiled and said to Luo Yu.

Luo Yu nodded: "Please." ”

"Let me come up with an elegant topic, brewing a little carving..."Mo Yan stood up, opened the landscape freehand painting fan in his hand with a snap, and waved it in front of him, as if thinking about something.

Mo Yan paced and thought for a while, "I'll take local materials and use bamboo as the theme." ”

"You are the guest, I am the master, then I will start." Luo Yu smiled elegantly and said to Mo Yan.

"Good, please" Mo Yan smiled slyly and looked at Luo Yu.

"Outstanding drafting, self-improvement pillars. The horizontal flute and vertical flute are all talents, and they are united to form a sheng. Elegant and refined, not grandiose, humble and less vigorous. Standing up to the sky and the earth, he is a true hero. Luo Yu looked at the flute in his hand and blurted out.

"Good, this can be a masterpiece, let me think about it for a moment, and come to a song."

"Okay, wait for the best work." The corners of Luo Yu's mouth raised a 45-degree smile and said to Mo Yan.

"Rooted in the mountains and mountains, self-improvement and unremitting struggle for a lifetime, let it wind from east to west, north and south, and insist that the green mountains will not relax." Mo Yan blurted out almost without thinking.

"Goodness, the character of bamboo stands out." Luo Yu smiled slightly and said to Mo Yan.

"How can this good poem not have a good song?" Mo Yan looked at the flute in Luo Yu's hand and said softly.

"If Miss Mo Yan doesn't give up, can you allow me to play a song?" Luo Yu looked a little restrained and asked softly.

"Naturally, you can." Mo Yan snickered in his heart, "It's just to give you a space to play, stupid" Mo Yan couldn't hide the thoughts in his heart, and covered his mouth and snickered.

Luo Yu picked up the transverse flute and gently pressed the air hole, the sound of the flute, sometimes high-pitched and excited, sometimes cheerful and interesting, the syllables were as endless as gurgling water, as crisp and cheerful as the pure stream, Mo Yan had been deeply intoxicated by this wonderful flute, and it was difficult to let go for a long time.

"Wonderful, this song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world." Mo Yan came back to his senses and praised Luo Yu.

Luo Yu's face was a little crimson, and he looked up at Mo Yan shyly, and said; "Thank you for the compliment, well, I will continue to work hard." After speaking, he scratched his head and smiled shyly at Mo Yan.

"After talking for so long, I'm a little tired, and I'm a little hungry. I'll go to the bed to rest, and Luo Yu's little brother is willing to wash my hands and make soup for me. Mo Yan stretched and said to Luo Yu.

"Well, if Miss Mo Yan doesn't dislike it, it's naturally okay." The roots of Luo Yu's ears were a little red, and his voice became quieter and quieter.

Luo Yu silently walked to the canopy, quietly thinking about the dishes, suddenly seemed to remember something, picked up the knife, cut the ingredients into the shape they should have, and then held the handle of the spoon in his left hand, using the edge of the stove as the fulcrum, the spoon leaned forward slightly to send the chicken to the front half of the spoon, quickly pulled back to a certain position, and then gently pulled down to make the chicken flip in the spoon, and then the chicken was transported to the front half of the spoon and then pulled back and turned, and then a beautiful thickening, a kung pao chicken was perfectly out of the pot,

One after another, dishes with full color and aroma came out of the pot one after another, which was mouth-watering.

Goodbye Luo Yu, sitting on the ground with a red-clothed Xuanwen cloud sleeve, lowering his eyelids, immersed in the world he created, his slender and graceful fingers danced with the strings like flowing water, and his long eyelashes formed a tempting arc on his face, and the person moved with the sound, and the occasional raised head made people breathe tightly, so a face like a shock.

After a while, he walked into the rear cabin, the curtain was half-covered, the jade furnace burned incense, and a pear cloud couch was faintly seen.

The curling incense silk covered the person on the couch, and I saw a piece of gorgeous sleeves hanging down. The sleeves were woven with ancient cotton, embroidered and dyed with clouds, and fell before the bed, and then poured out a splendid mountain and river.

The cabin is surrounded by incense, Mo Yan is lazy in the couch, and the window is backed, and his face is not visible.

"Get up and eat something," Luo Yu's voice was magnetic.

"I know that I have smelled the fragrance, it must be a delicacy, but there is a good drink." Mo Yan licked his lips and smiled evilly.

"Naturally, there is, and you can see it when you come out and take a closer look." Luo Yu was full of confidence and said confidently.

There are three taels of side dishes on the table, a few taels of freshly squeezed juice, a few plates of home-cooked side dishes, and a few desserts.

Looking up, the sky was full of stars, and suddenly swarms of fireflies appeared, and various Kong Ming lanterns flew in the sky, lighting up the entire sky.

Luo Yu had a tender face and whispered to Mo Yan; "I like you, would you like to be my girlfriend?"

Mo Yan was intoxicated by the dishes and said, "I like this dish, it's delicious." ”

Shaoqing came back to his senses, "I think, it's too hasty now, let's get along for a while, okay?" ”

Luo Yu's face was a little frustrated, but he still nodded slightly, and he became more and more determined in his heart, one day, I will hug you and say to the world, "You, Mo Yan, belong to me." I believe that this day will come.

This night, the moonlight is bright, the stars are shining, and the flame of love is quietly germinating.