40 Morning Light (8)

Qi Dazhi is in the small mountain village in front of him.

Xiaojie's cry was heard in the distance.

"Secretary Qi," Xiao Jie shouted in the distance, "I didn't expect you to come up the mountain so early." Why don't you come to see the sunrise? ”

Qi Dazhi turned his head and saw the four of them.

While speaking, the four of them had already come to Qi Dazhi.

Qi Dazhi asked happily, "How did the four of you get together?" ”

Fang Damei jokingly said, "Okay, you have great ambitions!" The injury was so serious, I ran out of the hospital and didn't say that I was going to stay at home. I have to climb such a high mountain early in the morning. Ask us why we're together, and we're here to crusade against you. ”

Qi Dazhi smiled and said, "Doctor, you're really joking. ”

Xiao Jie said, "Secretary Qi, I came with Sister Yang. On the way, I ran into two of their experts. The four of us got together and climbed the mountain. I wanted to see the sunrise, so I brought them here. I didn't expect to meet you here. Why do you get up so early? Is it painful and you can't sleep? ”

Xiao Jie, the tone is very gentle.

Qi Dazhi said, "Compared with the previous two days, it doesn't hurt at all now." When I came back last night, my parents pressed me to bed early. Wake up early when you sleep early. When I woke up, I wanted to take a look. Unconsciously came here. I didn't expect to meet you here. Say I'm early, and you're not too late. ”

Fang Damei watched Qi Dazhi talk eloquently, and through the morning light, she saw the glow behind him. The eastern sky is already sprinkled with red. This pale red color is not uniform. Rather, it is a spectacular all-red color with a pale red. Dark areas are red and purple, and light places are pinkish and white. Under the hard background of this red canopy, the figures of Qi Dazhi and Xiaojie are like paper-cuts on the window grille.

Yang Mei smiled and said, "You two are really mother-in-law." What are we doing here? Watch the sun rise. The East has sunset. The sun will soon rise. Let's watch the sunrise with all our attention. ”

Yangmei's voice just fell.

The Sun Father has arched his red edge over the horizon.

The horizon is like a dividing line.

The sun, which was out of the horizon, changed from a small red edge, to a less semicircle, a semicircle, and a more semicircle, and finally dragged a red halo and completely detached from the horizon.

The rising red sun widened the thin clouds and mist halfway up the mountainside, giving the quiet mountain village a colorful glow. Against the backdrop of the mountains, the lush pine forests, the terraced rice fields, the winding mountain roads, and the singing streams render the pine forest into a beautiful natural picture.

A few people watched the red sun rise from the east, and the glow slowly shrouded the earth and mountains, making this magical land full of light. Not only bright and transparent, but also dazzling and colorful.

Everyone watched the process of sunrise, and no one said a word. I was completely blown away by the view of the sunrise. From above the heights, the small mountain village appears more mysterious, and the surrounding terraces are even more dazzling.

There is a meandering stream at the edge of the village, and the waves on the water reflect the colorful glow of the sun.

On the hill, the path winds and turns. The vegetation is composed of shrubs, which are formed by a single tree, a shrub and weeds, and weeds and romantic mountain flowers. The whole is in the green. There are mountains, water, flowers, grasses, forests, and shrubs.

The small mountain village is smart. A few big yellow dogs wander leisurely around the village. Families are already out of bed. Green smoke came out of the chimneys of each house. The green smoke swirled upwards and pierced through the mist into the blue sky. Under the sun, it is a beautiful sky full of smoke and clouds.

On the grass, the tip of the leaves of the grass is covered with a crystal dewdrop. The grasshoppers in the grass family flew up, slid the fog beads on the tips of the small grass leaves, and fell to the ground. The dew of the business quickly moistened the earth.

A breeze blew, and the pine waves gusted. This burst of pine waves woke up the sleeping chickadees. A few chickadees, flying up from the dense forest, hovered in the air. Under the sun, the dense forest was trembling slightly, and the chickadees were chirping non-stop.

There are also mountain flowers all over the mountain, blue is so innocent and quiet, yellow is so mellow and bright, pink flowers flutter in the breeze, and the flying butterflies form beautiful ripples, bright mountain red, dotted on the large hills, a little red in the green bushes. The most simple and the most transparent white, which sets off the green more eye-catching.

Seeing these beautiful scenery in front of her, in the sun, the attractive scenery, Fang Damei casually sent a poem.

"The jungle mountain village is bathed in sunshine,

The morning glow is scattered on the west hill.

Sing the praises of the pine forest together,

The brook flowed and sang more joyfully.

The grass grows and the warbler flies clear and beautiful,

Repeatedly the smoke swirls on.

It's not a paradise of paradise,

The sun rises in the east. ”

Qian Jun asked Fang Damei, "Good artistic conception." I wrote the most characteristic forest of the pine forest in it. Including hills, streams, cooking smoke, mountain villages. It completely showed us a beautiful picture. Let people have infinite reverie. It also shows the process of sunrise and the sun-drenched scenery to everyone one by one. What a good poem. What is the topic? "Watching the Sunrise from the Pine Forest", how is it, it's appropriate enough, right? ”

Yang Mei said, "It seems that Dr. Fang really wrote this poem with emotion. Although it is recited casually, each line of poetry has a feeling of praise. But it's also a great way to immerse yourself in the scenery. The beauty lies in writing lyrical scenes, leaving no traces. It's not that you can't write such poems. Not only does the scenery show everyone, the grass grows and the warbler flies, the stream sings, and there is movement in the stillness. The combination of movement and stillness makes these scenery more flexible and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. I think there's a better topic. "Sunrise Oriental Pine Forest Tuo", although a bit twisted, but more poetic. ”

Xiaojie said, "These two topics are too straightforward. It's a bit out of place for such a good poem. The meaning is very good. But there is no Wen Feng Xiuqi. I think it can be called "Red Sun Reflecting Morning Light", how about it? ”

Qi Dazhi said, "Wen Feng is beautiful. It's a bit overlapping in meaning. The red sun and the morning light overlap a little in meaning. Doctor, which topic do you prefer? ”

Fang Damei said with a smile, "The three topics are very appropriate. Any title is a match for the poem. I came up with a name, which is very similar to Xiaojie's, but more concise. ”

The four of them asked in unison, "What topic?" ”

Fang Damei said slowly, "Morning Light".