In the early morning of the second day, it was already snowing outside the door, and it was covered in silver halfway up the mountainside. Wen Wei's salute had been sent by Cheng Liu's arrangement for Master Cheng, along with a bottle of the elixir given to Master Cheng by Daoist Wei.

After a night's rest, Wen Wei's ankles were no longer swollen, and after rubbing the bruising medicine, he instantly recovered most of the time, and he was able to walk freely after changing his shoes. After the two of them finished early, they had to watch the snow by the window. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is mixed with wind and rain, and the air is humid, and the cold is no worse than that in the north. It snowed for a day, and Cheng left Wen Wei to tell the legend of Nanyue for a day, from Zhurong Dayu to Wei Mu Magu, from Zen Pure Land to Bigu Xiuxian, Wen Wei listened carefully, and finally talked about the seven sages of Nanyue, Wen Wei was most interested. Chengliu looked at the sky, and there was a virtuous person recently, which was Shanxiao. So the two decided to wait for the sky to be peaceful, so they went to the top of Zhurong Peak to see the snow-colored cedar forest, and watched the frost and the roar, which was also a great thing for the literati in Nanyue.

The snow fell for a day and a night, and after another day, the sky was beautiful, and in the early morning, I saw the faint sunshine, although I didn't feel warm, but it also made people feel good. Wei Daochang's bone-setting medicine really worked, and this astronomical man didn't feel the slightest pain. The two of them got ready, put crampons on the soles of their shoes, and walked to the top of the mountain in the snow. The two talked and laughed, although it was difficult to walk, but they did not feel difficult, and before noon, the two also walked to the top of the mountain. Due to the heavy snow on the mountain the day before, for the safety of tourists, the scenic spot decided to suspend the opening to the public for a few days, so the vast top of Zhurong, only Chengliu and Wen Wei were left.

The snow rattled at the soles of the two people's feet, and the north wind howled over the cedar forests on both sides of the road, causing the snow on the cedar trees to fall in a pour, forming a grand feeling of heavy snow flying in the clear sky in an instant, which was spectacular. Although most of the snow on the book has fallen, due to the low temperature for several days, frost has already formed between the branches and leaves of the cedar tree, forming a crystal rime. Patches of cedar forests rise and fall on the top of the mountain, like continuous white waves tumbling and flowing, and the momentum is magnificent.

The two of them found a place to rest on the stone steps, and the sound of the wind that had been resting suddenly sounded again, and in the wind, Chengliu faintly heard a sound, just like the stone muttering. He listened intently, and then he heard another psalm, and he read it:

"I howled against the north wind

Exhaust the last body temperature to warm the vicissitudes of life

I tore through the silence and trampled on it

Freeze the passion into frost

I swallowed the cold and drank all the decadence

Let the snow and ice burn into a new winter outfit

In the name of the rime, I bloom as a group

When the earth is wrapped in fragrance

The footsteps of tourists will eventually melt into desolation......" became a souvenir, Wen Wei applauded and praised: "Every place in Nanyue seems to be full of poetry. Cheng Liu nodded, but did not say that these poems were all written by Master Cheng.

The two continued to go up, came to the front of the Zhurong Peak Palace, the door of the hall was closed, the whole hall was wrapped in ice and snow, became a crystal palace, it was a little more colorful than the plain Suli, the ice and snow around the body were under the sunlight, like a heavenly palace with the light of the Buddha descending on the top of the mountain, spectacular and majestic.

Wen Wei clasped his hands together and whispered to His Highness, making a wish. Cheng stayed aside and waited. Less leaning, the wind gradually became stronger, the two of them ate something at random, and then walked down the mountain.

As the saying goes, it's easy to go up but hard to get down, but that's not the case in the snowy Nandake Mountains. The road is covered with thick frost, and one can glide down effortlessly as soon as you sit down. So the two of them slid as they walked, and the trail was much faster than when they had gone up the mountain. In the afternoon, the two came to the vicinity of Cheng Fuzi's homestay. There is a bamboo forest here, and although it is a cold winter, the bamboo leaves are still lush and green. Many tall bamboo poles were bent over by the snow, stubbornly dragging the jade-colored burdens on their bodies. After a day of sunshine, the snow gradually melted into water, dripping slowly down the bamboo leaves. In the bamboo forest, there are pieces of dripping sound, forming a rain curtain under the clear sky, which is very strange and magnificent. Cheng Liu walked a few steps and wanted to break off a bamboo pole to make a support crutch for Wen Wei. Just as Chengliu touched Dao Zhu's body with both hands, he heard a low moan like a cry. He suddenly said, "This is bamboo crying, another elegant thing in Nanyue, is Lixue hearing bamboo crying." I almost ruined the mood here. He withdrew his hand, returned to Wen Wei's side, explained to Wen Wei, and then read the verse in his heart:

"The sound of clouds and leaves in the middle of the mountain,

Pierce the frost from the horizontal.

The four scenes are withered and green,

The shattered shadow of Hanxuan is also captivating. This is a poem of seven rules, which changes the style of the previous vernacular poem, does not write bamboo weeping, nor does it stand in the perspective of bamboo, and writes the character of Nanshan bamboo.

Wen Wei listened to it, remembered it for a long time, and said: "Bamboo, it should be so simple and elegant, I am still worried that it is a modern poem again." "If you look closely, the bamboo under the snow is as the poem says, as if it pierced the frost and snow and grew out of the snow. The two stopped for a moment and then returned to Chengfuzi's homestay.

In the next few days, Cheng Liu accompanied Wen Wei to visit all the major scenic spots in Nanyue Mountain, although it was not yet open to the public due to ice and snow, but because Cheng stayed, it was nowhere to go. Since the first night, the two have no longer crossed the line physically, they talk and laugh, they talk about everything, and they are like brothers and sisters. Wen Wei gave his motorcycle to Chengliu and said, "If it weren't for the last resort, I wouldn't be riding a motorcycle in this life." The reason was that Chengliu felt that it was dangerous, but Wen Wei didn't say the reason. Before parting, Chengliu rode the white motorcycle again, and Wen Wei hugged his waist like the first time.

"After this time, I don't know when we will be able to meet?" After arriving at the high-speed rail station, Wen Wei said.

Cheng Liudao: "You can come at any time." In the past few days of contact, Cheng Liu seems to be a little reluctant, but it is all out of affection, because of Liu Nan, it is impossible for him to put another girl in that position.

Wen Wei said: "Being able to experience so much with you is enough for me to reminisce for the rest of my life." ”

Cheng Liudao: "It's nothing. ”

Wen Wei said: "After today, if you don't come to me, I won't bother you anymore." ”

Cheng Liudao: "Don't take me too seriously, I'm nothing." ”

Wen Wei glanced at Cheng Liu, his shoulder-length short hair swaying in the wind, his eyes were ruddy, and his pretty face was crimson, and said, "If you feel lonely one day, remember that someone will always like you." ”

Cheng Liu didn't want to talk about this topic, he always felt that he and Wen Wei were a little sorry for Liu Nan, but the parting was imminent, and it was not good to make Wen Wei sad, so he nodded. Wen Wei continued: "You close your eyes, I'll give you something." As he spoke, his face turned even redder.

Cheng Liuyi Yan closed his eyes, he felt a soft lip on his cheek, it turned out that Wen Wei's gift was her first kiss. When Cheng Liu felt that something was wrong and opened his eyes, Cheng Liu had already run into the ticket gate with his bag on his back. Cheng Liu looked at Wen Wei's thin figure, and felt a little reluctant, this time it seemed that because of this news, he felt a little more emotional. The wrong time, the wrong place, the wrong person, Chengliu felt that it was the biggest mistake for her to like her, and in desperation, she had to forcibly suppress it. Because he can only have Liu Nan in his heart, even if she still hasn't replied to his message.