Chapter 28: The Spirit of Poetry

Su Yu came out of the room, her body was neatly tined, and she happened to meet the sun, and the sunlight spread on her face, making her almost unable to open her eyes. Su Yu thought that Ye Duhong and Meng Hai were asleep, but she didn't think that when she came to Ye Duhong and Meng Hai's room, the two of them had already gotten up and sat together to talk, Meng Hai was holding the pot, and he wanted to cook, this pot was both a weapon and a cutlery, it looked very tough, although it had cooked a lot and killed many ghosts.

Su Yu sat down on the edge of the bed and smelled the aroma of Meng Hai's cooking, these dishes were bought by Duhong at night, they were all light vegetables, they were not tired of eating these in the morning, and after eating, they had to go around the garden.

Meng Hai made several dishes, including stir-fried spinach, mixed cucumbers, lime fungus, and hot and sour kelp shreds. One of them ate some vegetables and steamed buns, and then went out of the house.

The scale of the garden was so large that they couldn't finish it in a day, so they decided to go around and walk around as much as they could. Just turn to the back of the house, I saw a very chic rattan bridge, the water under the bee waist bridge is quiet, there are some petals floating on the water, there is a flower pond not far away, there are many flowers that stretch out the long branches in the flower pond are falling, so that the petals on the flowing water are dotted, it is very good-looking. The three of them wanted to walk across the bridge and see the wider and stranger world on the other side of the bridge.

Ye Duhong first ran on the bridge, turned over, jumped to the other end of the bridge, Meng Hai followed, Su Yu also crossed the bee waist bridge, she did not forget to watch the flowing water from the bridge, how clear the water was, and the flowers were so pink.

Walking through a winding path, they entered a very flat garden, where there were two acres of wheat fields, and the green wheat in the fields was blowing in the wind, which made people reverie for a long time. The three of them no longer thought about it, but walked on the ridge of the wheat field, and seemed to smell the aroma of wheat. Meng Hai's eyes lit up, he found a silver shining fish on the ground, he reached out to pick it up, but the fish swam away. Meng Hai was surprised and shouted that there were fish swimming in the air. Su Yu didn't believe it very much, and went to see the swimming fish, but he couldn't see anything. Ye Duhong has seen a fish with wings that can fly, and Meng Hai said that there is no fish that swims in the air with wings, and Ye Duhong has not seen it. Ye Duhong really wanted to see that kind of special fish.

Meng Hai and Ye Duhong paid attention to the movement in the field, and they walked in the wheat field, like wading through water. Three swimming fish appeared in the wheat field, these fish were shining with yellow light, Ye Duhong and Meng Hai's heartbeat accelerated, they saw this fish with their own eyes, and the touch in their hearts can be imagined.

Ye Duhong and Meng Hai both stretched out their hands, forming a dustpan with both hands, and fished in the wheat field. After a while, both of them touched the fish. Meng Hai caught two fish with yellow light, and Ye Duhong only caught one fish, this fish has a silver-white body, which can be viewed from the side, the body of this fish presents colorful light, as beautiful as a rainbow. The two of them showed their respective fish to Su Yu, and after Su Yu saw it, he smiled happily. Su Yu didn't expect that there would be fish in this field at all, and there were such good-looking fish. The three of them raised their heads and looked into the distance, and there were hundreds of fish swimming in the field, dotted with stars and different colors, swimming like stars, and all three of them opened their mouths wide to admire the beautiful swimming fish, and the fish in their hands were too surprised to let go and swim away.

There is no wall in Pinxiang Garden, it is connected to the field, where the left side leads, where the right side connects, and what you will meet in the future, no one knows the three people who have not been here.

So he went on again, and saw two old women bent over and playing with fish, and they obviously liked these fish, but they were clumsy and tried very hard to catch them, but they could not catch them.

When they came to a small hill, the three of them stopped. At the foot of the mountain there is a stele, only half of the stele remains, this half of the stele is left here, and where the other half goes, no one knows. This stele is engraved with Yin inscriptions, which have become unclear due to the erosion of wind and rain, but you can still read the words on it with your eyes wide open. These words are a record of the past. It turns out that before, a long time ago, a long, long time ago, there was a forest of steles here. The people of this place are good at writing poems, and the poems they write compete to circulate and compare with each other. Every year, the best poems are selected, engraved in stone, and set in stone on the earth. It's a pity that now, there are so many monuments, only half of them are left.

It doesn't matter, though. Su Yu said that although there is no stele forest here, there are wheat fields, there are so many swimming fish, and the world decorated is more beautiful.

They begin to approach the nimble swimming fish, the swimming fish is not afraid of people, you are close to it, and it is close to you. More fish came closer to people, people were surrounded by schools of stars, and human bodies seemed to be garlanded. They laugh, the laughter is transmitted to the fish, the fish swim faster, they understand the human language, they feel the human feelings.

The wind blows the wheat field, and the fish swim in the wheat field, this landscape is particularly charming, not only for young people, but also for old men and old women. The three of them frolicked in the wheat field, and nothing could stop their joy.

Ye Duhong asked Su Yu, where is your dog? Su Yu was reminded by Ye Duhong, sighed, and said that the dog was dead. Meng Hai asked Su Yu a question, that is, how did the dog die. Su Yu told the two of them the secret of the dog, that the dog was old and dead. They all remember that when they traveled in the butterfly forest, they were accompanied by dogs, and when they couldn't find their way, dogs could also play a role in guiding them, but the life span of dogs was short, let alone an old dog. They remember not only the dog, but also the road they walked with the dog, the starry sky they saw with the dog, and the forest wind that they bathed in with the dog. The dog died of old age, this is a sad thing, the fish in front of me is dreamy and beautiful, this is a comfortable and joyful thing, at this time I don't know whether to be sad or happy, it's really a bit of crying and laughing.

The sky is blue, the kind of blue that you dare not touch and shatter. Will the sky die too?

There are all kinds of insects and many birds in the fields, and the sound they make is certainly noisy, but it has a unique charm to those who love nature. When the three of them were moving in the field, they regained the feeling of being in the butterfly forest. They still remember that they saw a middle-aged man who loves to tell stories and deceive people in the butterfly forest, Ye Duhong still remembers the experience of riding a crocodile, and the past events have a fresh feeling when they think about it, Ye Duhong can't believe that he has had such experiences, and at the same time, Ye Duhong also found that he had grown up, and this discovery was only produced after physiological maturity, which can be described as an afterthought.

Meng Hai lamented the bitterness of childhood, if only childhood could have this dream world in front of him, but the ideal always does not match the reality, what a tangled thing. Ye Duhong stated his point of view, telling Meng Hai that people should not have superficial feelings because of encounters, and people should continue to grow stronger because of their experiences.