When the car drove in Hokkaido, which was empty and uncrowded, Xie Cunguan couldn't help but be shocked by the beautiful scenery here././

In the white snow of Hokkaido, when the green plover trees with a moist dove appeared from the snow, he felt that the color of the dove was so beautiful for the first time.

The efforts made by the Japanese and the environment, especially the protection of forests, are simply not comparable to those of the Chinese.

No matter how profitable an economic project is in Japan, if there is a conflict with forest protection and environmental protection, such projects will either be transferred abroad or will be put on hold indefinitely until the conflict with environmental protection is resolved.

In China, not to mention anything else, the production of disposable chopsticks has been repeatedly banned. Japan, on the other hand, is a major consumer of disposable chopsticks in China. The Chinese did not know that the Japanese imported Chinese disposable chopsticks, and after using them, they did not discard and burn them, but recycled them all and made them into high-end copy paper, and then sold them back to the Chinese.

In this way, the Japanese not only recovered the money they paid for disposable chopsticks, but also made more than three times the profit.

The Japanese have protected their forests and have not been involved in projects that have seen short-term economic benefits and ultimately damaged the environment, but in the long term, they have not suffered economic losses. As a result of environmental protection, Japan's tourism revenue has skyrocketed in recent years. Almost every city in Japan is beautiful because of its good environment.

Along the way, Tanaka kept chattering and introducing various scenic spots.

It turned out that her grandmother was from Hokkaido, and when she was a child, she often returned to Hokkaido. Every time she returned, her grandfather took her on a tour around Hokkaido. She has a lot to offer about all the beautiful places in Hokkaido.

Long before entering Hokkaido, Tanaka Yuki took Xie Cunguan and them to a travel shop to replenish their equipment. Mainly some skiing and mountaineering equipment, as Hokkaido is snowy and mountainous.

Then at the suggestion of Yuki Tanaka. The four of them took a passenger ferry from Shiri-Ozaki to Ichi-gun, and directly entered the Hidaka Mountains in Hokkaido. They usually camp in a sheltered place on a hill at night, mainly for safety. Because you live on low ground, you may encounter disasters such as avalanches.

With two girls, there is also the advantage of not having to cook for them.

Because what they didn't expect was. The two very fashionable girls turned out to be masters of cooking. Yuki Tanaka said that he learned his craft when he lived with his grandmother as a child. Grandma always said that girls can cook in order to find a good mother-in-law. And Zhu Jia was purely because of her life in Japan, and she began to be unaccustomed to eating Japanese food, so she bought a cookbook and learned it according to the recipe.

The dishes she cooks are Sichuan-style spicy because her family is from Chongqing.

In her bag, chili peppers and peppercorns are indispensable. And. She is the best at cooking hot pot ingredients, so when it is her turn to cook, most of the time she eats hot pot. Moreover, in the ice and snow, sitting around a simple camping table, eating spicy hot pot with an alcohol stove, the comfortable feeling is really indescribable.

At this time, it is often Tanaka Yuki who is the most popular. She is the most unspicy of the four.

But he always grabbed the vegetables, and then shouted loudly: "Spicy and spicy", the little nose was full of fine sweat droplets, and he just ate a rice pepper at a time, so spicy that the tears flowed, but he wiped the tears and called it enjoyable.

Xie Cunguan is the second person who can't eat spicy food, and Shanghainese eat sweet. However, when I was in school in Beijing. In the winter, Ms. Zhang would sometimes take him to an old Beijing hot pot restaurant to eat the old-fashioned copper hot pot.

It's not as spicy as Zhu Jia's, but it's also chili.

Vapor through the mist. Looking at Zhu Jia's face that resembled Zhang Miao'er, Xie Cunguan's tears couldn't help but flow out. It is said that it is a young couple and an old companion. But it can't be said goodbye to the world forever!

"What's wrong with you?" The sharp-eyed Tanaka saw Xie Cunguan's tears at a glance, and couldn't help but fuss: "The big man was also crying...... The scream naturally attracted the concerned eyes of Zhu Jia and Ma Pao'er.

Xie Cunguan wanted to smile embarrassedly, but in a trance, he saw Zhu Jia's concerned eyes, just like Miao Er always stared at him so blankly when he was asleep in the last days. Suddenly there were more tears!

"Spicy, so fucking spicy!" he disguised, wiped his tears with his hands, stood up, and walked out of the sheltered valley to the limelight on the hill, watching the sun set, which had become a white Hokkaido world.

"Ten years of life and death. Don't think about it, it's unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolate ......" Xie Cunguan suddenly remembered Su Dongpo's words and sentences to mourn his deceased wife Wang Fu, and couldn't help muttering to himself, but when he read the end, he finally couldn't suppress his feelings, and in the tears flowing, he screamed at the whiteness: "I came to my hometown at night." Xiao Xuan window, dressing. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears...... "When I read this, a sense of grief and indignation suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart!

Fate! Why are you playing such a trick on yourself! Miao'er, you are good elsewhere!

When that pale and stubborn little face clearly appeared in his mind again, Xie Cunguan only felt that the bones in his whole body seemed to tremble and chirp as soon as they buzzed. The tremor became clearer as the hatred for fate in his heart deepened! His body was also trembling, and a vigor that had nowhere to vent suddenly burst out from the depths of his body.

Suddenly, he let out a short howl, and the sound was like a trumpet crying blood, and the sound shook the treetops.

Xie Cunguan's body was like a horse running like a tiger, and the ape fluttered like a shadow, and then slammed into a big tree with a thick embrace in front of him, and the tiger pounced out, making a snapping sound. The strong anti-shock force knocked him straight out and flew out, but when he landed on his legs, he still stood firmly, but he slid two meters away from the snow.

The big tree shook violently, and the pine needles and snow on it fell down at once, like snow in Yaoshan Waterfall.

He stood there, standing in the snow like a waterfall, and suddenly he let out a long howl, and in the sound of the whistle his bones trembled again, and trembled more and more, and howled! And the snowfall in the trees is bigger.

But as soon as his feet hit the ground, he roared again, rushed out, and threw himself on the tree again. But it bounced farther! Again and again, like a moth to a fire, but never stopped.

Finally, when he finally stood still. When he stopped pounced, the sky was already full of snow that had been shaken down by him. And on his body. It's also covered in white snow powder.

The pine tree in front of him, where he had struck it, had peeled off its bark, revealing a white wood. And his palm also hurt hotly, I don't know if it was swollen or injured.

For a time, the snow waterfall flew. Such as jade dust flying powder.

Xie Cunguan's thin figure, in the snow waterfall, was like a majestic god.

However, in this awe-inspiring momentum, there is an indelible sense of loneliness and depression, which is full of it.

Xie Cunguan's breath gradually calmed down, and the teardrops on his face were already mixed with the snow particles that fell on his face.

He gently wiped the snow particles from his face mixed with his own tears, and turned around behind him. Ma Pao'er, Zhu Jia and Tanaka Yuki all looked at him blankly, and among the three, Ma Pao'er's eyes were puzzled and confused. And Zhu Jia and Tanaka Yuki's eyes were full of tears for some reason.

"Are you okay?" Zhu Jia wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a step forward, and asked softly.

This is after she hit the road with four people. For the first time, he took the initiative to speak to Xie Cunguan. She didn't talk to him before, because he always looked at her like her, consciously or unconsciously. But today, she suddenly understood. Xie Cunguan looked at her, but he wasn't actually looking at her. It's looking at another person, looking at the person who has left him with ten years of life and death.

"It's okay!" Xie Cunguan nodded to a few people, his voice was a little hoarse because of the howling just now.

He didn't explain anything to the three of them, nor did he say sorry, he just went back to the table and continued to eat. But at this time, there was no longer the atmosphere just now, and even the most lively Tanaka Yuki ate silently. Even when it was so spicy, it was just a sniff and stick out his tongue.

After eating, Xie Cunguan and Ma Pao'er found an open space, lit the gas lamp, and practiced boxing as always.

In the ice and snow of Hokkaido, unlike on the seaside, there is no such turbulent water, only the cold wind passing through the forest, and Xie Cunguan will not stand in the dark.

And Zhu Jia and Youqi, for the first time tonight, did not go directly into the tent, the two of them wore thick cold-proof clothes, pulled out two canvas stools, sat in a sheltered place, and quietly watched the two of them practice boxing.

"Zhu Jiasang, why did you say that Tu Yuejun was like that just now, it's so terrible!" Tanaka Yuki looked at Xie Cunguan, who was walking there with four handfuls, and couldn't help but ask Zhu Jiadao.

"He probably remembered his lover!" Zhu Jia also looked at the figure: "Because the poem he just read was written by one of the greatest writers in China, and it was the ...... that writer remembered his dead wife."

"Do you say that his wife ......" Tanaka covered his mouth involuntarily.

"I don't know, I guess it might be so!" Zhu Jia said softly, she gently held her face with both hands, did she look a little like his wife? However, there is another conjecture that Zhu Jia did not tell Tanaka Yuki, that is, from that moment just now, in her feelings, this "Togoshi Jiabei" is not Japanese.

Because without the knowledge of Chinese characters since childhood, it is impossible to understand the profound and whimsical meaning of Tang and Song poems. But from Xie Cunguan's soft groaning and roar just now, Zhu Jianeng could feel that Xie Cunguan fully understood the deep meaning behind this poem.

I don't think about it, I can't forget it, it's that lovely person who left such a deep impression in his heart!

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears! It is that beautiful woman who takes away his happiness!

Such a person cannot be Japanese!

It is said that girl's feelings are always poetry, and Zhu Jia, who has never been in love, unknowingly, tied her mind to Xie Cunguan. And Tanaka Yuki, who was born in an island country but was confused about his feelings, also injected an indescribable affection into his original good impression of Xie Cunguan.

And at this moment, Xie Cunguan played a sinking split and a collar after Danfeng Chaoyang, and he was in a volt together, his body was like a dragon, his momentum was like a tiger, and his arms were in the sky. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )