The night was silent and silent. The two spoke slightly, and after a short time, they had already answered intermittently. It was the middle of June, and the temperature was slightly hotter than later. Zhao Qingrou's tulle was slightly closed, but she had already fallen asleep. Li Zhiyu called the girl a few times, but saw that the girl did not answer. After hesitating for a long time, he approached the girl, and watched the girl fall asleep much better than the usual rudeness. Zhao Qingrou's eyebrows drooped slightly, and the corners of her mouth smiled faintly, presumably she had a good dream to sleep with.

Li Zhiyu looked at the girl's appearance carefully, thinking in his heart what kind of dream Zhao Qingrou was at this moment, so that he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, his eyes were like crescent moons, and he thought about how good it would be if she was thinking about herself in her sleep. But after thinking about it for a long time, she shook her head slowly, she had not known her for a month, how did she think about herself, thinking of this, she felt slightly bitter. But when you think about it, although there is no bright moon at this moment, and there is no talent to tiptoe under the plum tree to smell the plum, even if it is not for a long time, but she is now alone now, which is also excellent.

The night sky was dark, and there was no light. There were occasional sporadic frog chirping in his ears, Li Zhiyu listened and hummed, and after a while, he finally fell asleep.

The next morning, the sun was warm, and the sky was much clearer than yesterday's. Li Zhiyu has been accustomed to getting up early since he was in school, and every day he gets up early to read the poems and books taught by Mr. yesterday. Although there are no chickens and dogs barking in the barren mountains and mountains, Li Zhiyu has also woken up when the light rises. rubbed her cheeks slightly, and looked left and right, Zhao Qingrou was still asleep, with a gentle smile on her face. The early morning sun is not very hot, just casting patches of red oranges, and the warm smile on the girl's face is imprinted in this sky full of red oranges. Li Zhiyu looked at each other stupidly, and after a long time, he realized that he was hungry in his belly, and it was not easy to disturb him when he saw that the girl had not woken up. Li Zhiyu was about to go, when he saw the "beauty" neighing slightly, thinking that the horse had been galloping for a long time, and he was also hungry, and he was drowsy last night, but it was not easy to feed the horse.

Li Zhiyu walked forward slowly, reached out and touched the horse's pointed ears, the hand was soft, and it was very comfortable to touch. Li Zhiyu was a young man, and he thought it was very funny, and his fingers touched down, and the horse neighed lightly. Look at the horse's head slightly raised, its ears pricked up, and its heart is puzzled.

Although Mr. Qian taught the article "Horse Talk", he only mentioned the feeling of not meeting talents, but he did not have the temperament of horses. It was still a few more touches, but this beauty suddenly raised its front hooves and was almost upright, Li Zhiyu saw that the horse suddenly raised its hooves and neighed, even if he was puzzled, he understood that it should be extremely bad at this moment. Li Zhiyu didn't have to retreat far, the horse had already turned around and kicked down, Li Zhiyu only felt a strong attack behind him, and his body fell straight forward, but in front of him, Zhao Qingrou was sleeping peacefully.

This horse was a good horse, with much more strength in his limbs than ordinary horses, and the force of his kicks was even more impressive. After Li Zhiyu's body floated extremely fast, his physical strength was too inferior to that of this horse, and he couldn't stop it, so he could only retreat with this strength. Not a little far away, he squinted and found that he was only two feet away from Zhao Qingrou at this moment. Rao is his dantian is angry, and this strength is still undiminished. In the blink of an eye, he was only half a foot away from Zhao Qingrou, the young man's heart was flustered, he was afraid that this huge force might hurt Zhao Qingrou, so he raised his qi and rushed to the pulse, and his waist exerted force, and his mind recalled the tendons and veins passed by the wine in the plum forest, and went down the river along the original wine gas dispersion meridians, and the wisps of true qi finally gathered together, Li Zhiyu tightened the strings and loosened slightly, and the turbidity was slightly spit, and the refined true qi was like a mud cow entering the sea at the moment, and there was no slightest. Li Zhiyu was very frightened in his heart, and his body was slowing down at this moment, and he still retreated, only a few inches away from Zhao Qingrou at this moment.

Li Zhiyu shouted that it was not good, although the horse's kicking force had been reduced a lot, but as the saying goes, the strength of the Tao was not reduced by half, and the qi did not need to be hidden. Li Zhiyu's body has no strength in this decline and decrease, and he can't stop it, and he is in a hurry.

Li Zhiyu suddenly had an idea, stretched out his arm, strengthened his strength, hid his strength in his five fingers, and pressed it down on the ground. Li Zhiyu's body stopped for a while. He said happily in his heart, this method still works, just when Li Zhiyu wanted to get up, the true qi in his abdomen surged out again, and the wine in his throat was permeated, and the true qi gathered into a stream and rushed straight to his limbs. Li Zhiyu was horrified in his heart, so he had to gather all this strength in his limbs, but this strength was huge, and it was not revealed, and his body was instead hit by this strength, soaring high.

Li Zhiyu couldn't care about the panic in his heart, he just thought about being afraid of Zhao Qingrou. People in the distance neighed, the girl had woken up at this moment, opened her eyes slightly, and saw that the top of her head was slightly dark, as if there was something to shade the sun, Zhao Qingrou looked at it puzzled, at this moment Li Zhiyu's body had fallen, and the two of them were shocked and shouted, but Zhao Qingrou how to dodge.

Li Zhiyu's body drooped, only to feel that the thing under him was very soft, and he wanted to reach out and touch it, thinking about it, isn't he pressing Zhao Qingrou under his body at the moment....... Li Zhiyu's face was flushed, as if there were drops of blood. When she opened her eyes, the girl's face was flushed, and her eyes were slightly sparkling. Li Zhiyu got up quickly in a hurry, but as the saying goes: panic does not choose the road, hunger does not choose food. The more panicked, the more mistakes made, I wanted to get up quickly, but I was flustered and shy in my heart, and for a while, I was confused, and my hands were touching around, and it was even more repeated.

The morning breeze is long, and the news can be heard from afar. Li Zhiyu took a long time before he got up from Zhao Qingrou with a blushing face. Zhao Qingrou didn't say a word, her cheeks flushed. Li Zhiyu saw that Zhao Qingrou didn't speak, and was as silent as water, and his heart tightened tighter, lest what he had just done had made Zhao Qingrou feel sad, and he was even more panicked. For a while, the two of them were speechless.

The young man's heart was rushing, but he didn't know how to speak, and the girl looked shy, but she didn't know what to do, but her heart was confused. In the past, every time I read poetry, books, rituals, and music, I always didn't like it. I think that this article is really numerous, there is a "son said" in front of it, and there is a "master" in the back, but it is a rehash of the old tune, so boring, but I like a poem tightly. It's just that the father thinks that although a woman learns poetry and books well, she should be classified into categories for screening, so that she can have no distractions and get its essence and purpose. Zhao Qingrou laughed when she heard this, only saying that her father was pedantic and abnormal, how could there be high or low in poetry and books, and how could there be a difference between high and low in the crowd.

"There are arbors in the south, and you can't think about it. Han has a wandering girl, unthinkable. The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible. Zhao Qingrou groaned softly, her expression slightly sad. Li Zhiyu was uneasy in his heart, thinking that he really shouldn't treat Zhao Qingrou like this, and he was even more ashamed when he thought back on it in the past. I just said that Zhao Qingrou bullied herself, but Zhao Qingrou's bullying was just a pain of flesh and skin after all. And what he did, whether intentionally or unintentionally, planted a cause in the heart of a young girl who was just beginning to fall in love.

"I, Li Zhiyu, explained everything, but in the end it was I, Li Zhiyu, who was wrong. Li Zhiyu muttered to himself. When he was about to think about how to explain to Zhao Qingrou to resolve his intentional or unintentional mistakes along the way, he heard Zhao Qingrou recite this poem ---- Hanguang, and the young man's heart rippled a little.

Han Guang is a lyrical masterpiece, telling the sorrow of a young man who misses a woman but can't. Now it is recited in Zhao Qingrou's mouth, but it has a unique flavor. Li Zhiyu didn't care about analyzing the girl's voice like a piano and her words like a warbler's cry, but he just thought about how to integrate this poem into his previous actions. Li Zhiyu couldn't understand it, and Zhao Qingrou read it without hearing it.

After Zhao Qingrou finished reciting the poem, Li Zhiyu was still silent. Looking at the girl sitting alone, she was in a dilemma. At this moment, Zhao Qingrou sat sideways, and the morning breeze occasionally blew Zhao Qingrou's green silk, but Li Zhiyu couldn't see Zhao Qingrou's face.

In the distance, the beauty neighed softly, and Zhao Qingrou turned around when she heard the neighing of the horse, and looked at the sad young man alone, and her face was even more flushed.

"Li Zhiyu, you have repeatedly bullied me, again and again. Up to now, even if you know all kinds of words, you know the changes of the past and the present, but you can't justify it. In the future, you need to follow me in everything and follow me in everything, otherwise this girl will also ...... but he will ignore you again. Zhao Qingrou's face was slightly red, and she said angrily. Li Zhiyu bowed his head lightly when he heard this. Looking at the newborn red sun in the distance, I thought in my heart that if this moment could be eternal, then the Master's book would be excellent even if I didn't read it!

Now that the two have untied their hearts, their words are not restrained. Li Zhiyu walked in front with the reins of the horse, Zhao Qingrou sat on the horse and hummed softly, and the specific words were not heard much, only vaguely heard: the peach and plum of the report, and thank the pear blossom. The concubine stayed for three months, and the king was responsible for the end of the world. Even the vested and nothing else.

The singing is long, and the mountains and forests are lonely.