Meng Hai sent Zaifu Bai to the square, and then Zaifu Bai walked into the square with an umbrella, Meng Hai knew that Zaifu Bai was going to the dormitory, after Zai Fubai entered the square, Meng Hai was still watching the overwhelming rain, there was a lot of rain on the square, densely packed with rain, these rains disrupted Meng Hai's heart, at this time, Meng Hai, there was no specific thing to do, he just stood here, looking at the heavy rain that was sprinkled one after another.

Meng Hai still turned back, he saw the woods, the heavy rain in the woods, such a loud sound, the ball of light around Meng Hai's body, protecting his body from the wind and rain, he jumped, stepped on the rain, and entered the charming woods.

In this wood, there is Su Yu's wooden house, originally Meng Hai wanted to go to see Su Yu's wooden house, although Su Yu was not at her house, but Meng Hai thought about it, but still didn't go, because it was really a bit far to go to Su Yu's wooden house.

The sound of rain in the forest is good, Meng Hai is lying on the ground, don't worry, Meng Hai's clothes will not be wet by the rain, don't forget, around his body, there are spell balls to protect it.

Meng Hai listened to the rain, and as a result, he heard footsteps approaching him. This is also strange, it is raining so heavily, who will come? Meng Hai couldn't guess, he turned around, and sure enough, he saw a person, Meng Hai jumped up and shouted to that person:

"Ah, who, such a heavy rain, still come to this woods?"

Wan Qianhong: "I am a servant in this manor, and I have always regarded the manor as my home, where do I want to go, is it not allowed?"

Meng Hai: "Yes, of course. I didn't say I wouldn't let you come, just come. I won't stop you. ”

Wan Qihong: "Aren't you also here, don't think I'm strange, I still think you're strange, so small, and I'm not afraid of being drowned in the rain." ”

Meng Hai: "How can you speak? Your mouth, alas, what is the use of being beautiful, your mouth is so poisonous, you can't get married sooner or later." ”

Wan Qianhong: "Whether I can marry or not, does it have anything to do with you? What does it matter to you? It has something to do with you? It has something to do with you? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Meng Hai: "No. What do you come to do. Hurry up and do it. I won't stop you. ”

Wan Qianhong: "Actually, it's just to look at the rain, the rain here is beautiful, you look at the jungle, you look at the rain." Water trickled down the leaves. It's spectacular. It's spectacular. ”

Meng Hai: "You're insane, you can be excited like this when you see the rain." ”

Wan Qihong: "You're just crazy." You don't know the mystery of this rain. Only I know, only I know in the world. If I didn't know the mystery of this rain. I won't come to this wood. ”

Meng Hai: "Many people who paint always say that others can't understand the mystery of his paintings, many people who write books always say that others can't understand the mystery of his books, and many people who dance always say that others can't understand the mystery of his dance. You're probably one of those people. ”

Wan Qihong: "No matter what kind of person I belong to, I'm here to enjoy the rain today." You don't know, when I see this rain, I get excited. ”

Meng Hai: "I used to like to watch and listen to the rain, but do you know, recently, when I see the heavy rain and hear the heavy rain, my heart will be sad, do you know why?"

Wan Qihong: "I don't know, I'd like to hear about it." ”

Meng Hai: "Listen to me." That's right, I was a soldier that year, and I told people about this, our redcoat army wore blood-stained clothes, and went to fight with the free army, and the battle was always cruel, and I was very worried.

It was also raining heavily that day, and I was marching through the ranks. When the captain thought I was walking slowly, he scolded me, and he scolded my mother, which was very difficult to hear, so I didn't hear it. Last time, there was a soldier who had a hard fight with the captain and was stabbed to death by the captain.

We marched in the rain, we had not eaten for two days, our shoes were torn, muddy water poured into our shoes, and we endured the unbearable pain and marched forward.

Hunger brought us great fear, we were afraid that we would starve to death, but after a little longer, and the heavy rain fell on us, we became numb. I didn't have a spell at the time, I didn't have a way to use it to protect myself, or do the slightest thing for myself.

You don't know the feeling of hunger, my stomach is always cramping, I can't bear it, but I have to endure it, I really want someone to hack me to death, and if I die, it's a hundred.

I wasn't killed, I didn't kill myself. I struggled in that unbearable environment. I still remember the feeling of stomping on the dirt road, everyone was walking in the rain, they didn't talk much, and I could hear the sound of a lot of feet on the dirt road. I still remember that I avoided the droppings of animals on the ground, but someone else accidentally stepped on it, and the people who followed followed me. I'm the one who hates seeing feces on a rainy day, I think it's the most disgusting thing. If anyone forces me to eat the feces of a rainy day, I would rather be cut by a thousand knives.

During those unbearable years, we were unusually hungry, and many of us groaned because we were hungry.

After that, the plague began to circulate among us. When the plague was rampant, many people died. I can't tell why there was such a terrible plague, and everyone began to suffer from diseases frequently, and I was afraid that one day I would die.

When the malignant disease spreads, we stop marching. That is, when we stopped, we would still encounter some scattered ranks of the Free Army, and we would have to fight them.

I remember sitting in the barracks, in a shabby cloth hut with sadness in my heart. I am praying, I pray, I hope that all people in the world will no longer suffer suffering, no longer be afraid, no longer cold and lonely, I wish that all people in the world will be healthy, happy and happy, can experience the beauty of the world, and can feel the goodness of life. I pray, I wish, the world is beautiful. ”

Wan Qianhong: "Your story is very touching, you must have been sad and anxious at the time, I knew you wanted to commit suicide in the past, but you finally survived, and you are strong to live until now." Have you told your story to the king?"

Meng Hai: "Ye Duhong has also participated in the Red Clothes Army, and his story must be more than mine." Alas, who doesn't have a story? Who doesn't have a past?"

Wan Qihong: "Okay. I understand your grief, your pain, your despair. But that's all in the past. ”

Meng Hai thought about it, those things were indeed in the past, but Meng Hai always felt that those things had not passed. Those things really left a very strict shadow in Meng Hai's heart, and Meng Hai wanted to forget many things in the past, but they couldn't get rid of it.

Wan Qianhong gently touched Meng Hai with her fingers, asking Meng Hai not to be so sad, and asking him to live in the moment, Wan Qianhong wanted to take Meng Hai to do something interesting. Meng Hai followed Wan Qianhong, what interesting things would Wan Qianhong take him to? Meng Hai was guessing, but no matter how Meng Hai guessed, he couldn't think of what Wan Qianhong would take him to do.

Meng Hai followed Wan Qianhong to a piece of water, this water was rain, and Wan Qianhong asked Meng Hai to block the water with her. There was a lot of rain, the water was flowing, Wan Qihong took mud to block the water, she couldn't block the water, the water was blocked, and it overflowed from the side, the water was so big.

Meng Hai couldn't help much, so he could only watch from the sidelines. Wan Qihong was playing with mud in the rain, and she was so happy alone.

Meng Hai looked at Wan Qianhong and realized that people can't expect too much from life, you see, as soon as it rains, Wan Qianhong will come to play with mud, block the water with mud to play, is there a more fun game than this? Wan Qianhong can be so happy, what does this mean? People can't expect too much from life, no matter how ordinary life, they should find fun in it and create a life of art.

Meng Hai had a lot of insights next to Wan Qianhong, he didn't have anything specific to do at this time, he didn't have to go to the ferry, he didn't have to go to farming, he didn't have to go to business, he just looked at the interesting Wan Qianhong here leisurely, his heart was like the moon at this time, and he had no desire for many things outside his body.

After some hard work, Wan Qihong finally blocked the flowing water. Wan Qihong turned around, her hands were full of mud, and she said to Meng Hai:

"It's so cool. ”

Meng Hai watched the muddy water drip from her hands and asked:

"Is it that cool?"

Wan Qihong: "Of course. That's how I played when I was a kid. At that time, several friends were playing together, and the water flowing from the north to the south was blocked by the children. When I saw our project, I was very pleased. ”

Meng Hai: "Then look at your current project, do you have a sense of accomplishment?"

Wan Qianhong: "Of course there is." I finally plugged the water. ”

The water became more and more, and the water washed away Wan Qihong's muddy dam. Meng Hai laughed, and Wan Qihong also laughed.

Meng Hai: "Stop laughing, let's be quiet." We always talk and laugh here, and we ignore the rain, and we must know that only when we calm our minds and are quiet, can we see and hear the rain in this jungle more clearly, and can we feel this wonderful rain with all our hearts. ”

Wan Qihong: "By the way, empty your heart and don't think about other things, so that you can better appreciate the things in front of you." If you think about it, you will not be able to appreciate the rain in the woods. So quickly clean the atrium and quietly enjoy the rain. ”

Wan Qi's red eyes stared at the rushing rain, and she slowly said in her mouth: "There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it." ”

Meng Hai also stopped talking, and looked at the rain with Wan Qihong, the rain was so heavy. Meng Hai had seen heavy rain before, and now it was raining again, and many things in Meng Hai's heart were like this rain, crackling and chaotic.

Meng Hai looked at Wan Qianhong, Wan Qianhong looked at the rain with a very focused expression, and Meng Hai was also more focused on appreciating the rain in the woods.

This grove of the manor is the most worthy of being called a forest, some of which do not have a few trees, or there are not many types of trees, and those trees do not grow beautifully, but they are also called forests. This grove of the manor has many elements necessary for a forest, and it is a real grove. Being able to enjoy the rain in this woods is something that people outside the manor dream of. (To be continued......)