"Good poetry," Yangmei flashed out of the forest. "Are these two great talents competing in the Seven-Step Poetry competition?"
Yangmei was followed by Xiaojie.
Fang Damei and Qian Jun were focused on the discussion. They were suddenly praised by others, which felt a little awkward. But they quickly came to their senses.
Qian Jun, "Deep in the dense forest, any kind of legend can happen. Unexpectedly, Director Yang also has a special liking for the mountain scenery in the early morning."
Yang Mei smiled and said, "I have the habit of running in the morning every day. It's a bit inappropriate to go for a run on such a big mountain. So I took Xiaojie to climb the mountain. Who knew I would ruin your two-person world."
What a sin, what a sin. I overheard your love poems."
Fang Damei smiled and said, "Who is used to living in the city and is not tempted by the scenery of the mountains? This place is not unique to the two of us. In the early morning, I saw a cloud of smoke on the mountains. I came here unconsciously.
We were climbing a mountain. As we walked, inspiration came to us, so we sang a harmony and made Director Yang laugh."
Yang Mei said, "What a beautiful poetic scene! It is the best place for you, a talented and beautiful couple, to sing. If I hadn't come to kill your scenery, would you have continued on? Just pretend that we don't exist, and let us
Let’s enjoy this beautiful nature and the artistic conception of your beautiful poems.”
Qian Jun said with a smile, "Director Yang, don't make fun of the two of us. Since we have met, why don't we go hiking together? It's more fun when there are more people!"
Yang Mei smiled and said, "Your suggestion is great. But professor, can I give you some advice?"
Qian Jun was stunned for a moment, "Director Yang. Is there anything wrong with me?"
Yang Mei said seriously, "It's just that your title is inappropriate. In this pure nature, on the stone steps of a small mountain village, don't you think your title is inharmonious with the environment? If you call me Lao Yang, or Sister Yang,
Sister Yang, will she be integrated with this scenery?"
Yang Mei laughed loudly after saying this.
Qian Jun reacted quickly, "Then I'll give you a hard time and I'll call you Sister Yang."
Yang Mei smiled and said, "Dr. Fang is definitely younger than me. Why don't we two reach the same age?"
Qian Jun shook his head and said, "Sister Yang, look at me. I am an old master in a study. Look at you again. You are full of youth. Do you still need to ask? I am definitely older than you."
Yang Mei said, "Although you are proud of yourself in front of me, your reason is far-fetched. However, I like to hear it. Haha."
Yang Mei laughed heartily again.
Fang Damei said, "Then I'll call you Sister Yang. But it's nice to have more people. When there were fewer people just now, I already felt a little tired. When there are more people, we can talk and laugh together and forget about this matter."
I feel relaxed and happy. Sister Yang, it’s great to meet you.”
Yang Mei smiled and said, "Don't let our chatting and laughing dilute the natural scenery."
Qian Jun said, "Three beauties. It's still early. We strive to climb to the top. You see, the white fish belly has appeared in the east. The sun's rays have also appeared. In a while, the sun will rise in the east. We strive to climb to the top of the mountain."
Wouldn’t it be beautiful to reach the top before setting off and watch the sunrise over this mountain village?”
Fang Damei, Yangmei and Xiaojie all agreed.
Because Xiaojie was very familiar with the way up the mountain, and precisely because she was the youngest, he walked in front.
Xiaojie wears a red gauze scarf around her neck. This has become a symbol of him. As Xiaojie goes up the mountain, this touch of red forms a through-line of scenery. In the morning light, the red contrasts with her beautiful face.
The seventh girl's originally pink and white face was rendered even more beautiful and fragrant by this touch of red.
Yangmei is a big artificial horse and has good physical strength. Today, Yangmei is wearing a lotus-colored sportswear. She looks clean and neat. This is suitable. Against the green background, although it is not dazzling, it still has a lot of brilliance.
The bayberry stretches out its hands vigorously, so when walking, it shows off its beautiful curves. On the mountainside in the early morning, it walks through the thin clouds and mist, stirring the air, like a fairy falling from the sky, playing with the clouds.
Fang Damei, who was wearing a dress, had been hiking for a while. There were already many tiny beads of sweat on her face. Under the morning light, it was crystal clear. It not only highlighted the simple natural beauty, but also had the surging atmosphere of a woman's youth. It brought
It is a beautiful legend that people live among the mountains and dense forests.
Compared with others, Fang Damei's mountain climbing is distinctive, that is, she has graceful curves and brisk steps. It not only shows the beauty of a woman's curves, but also has a poetic and poetic temperament. From the look in her eyes, her face
And her body exudes the aura of poetry and calligraphy. This cultural heritage makes her even more charming.
Among the three women, Qian Jun looks particularly elegant.
Precisely because of the existence of Qianjun, the three women have their own unique styles.
It is precisely because of the charm of the three women that Qian Jun's masculine beauty is even more apparent.
Nature is so magical, it not only makes women the embodiment of beauty, but also makes men have a broad mind, a strong body and a masculine body.
The mountain climbing team consists of three women and one man, yin and yang are harmonious, and men and women are matched.
The squirrel jumping nearby cast an envious look.
The grasshoppers flying in the grass also cheered for the jumpers one after another. Their cheers did not come from their mouths, but from their wings. The vibrating wings of the grasshoppers carried the sound of wind and joy. It was more or less possible to
Somewhat jealous. Because human beings are the spirits of nature. When there is no one climbing on the mountain, these grasshoppers fly freely. They feel that they are the only one in the world. But when such a small group of climbers came to the mountain, they immediately concentrated the spiritual energy of the world and brought all animals together.
All eyes are focused on them. How can we not let these people scold and envy them?
The flowers swaying in the breeze are even more shy.
When there are no people, the flowers on the hills stand gracefully. They are the beauty of the mountains, the decoration of the pine forest, and the spirits of nature. Facing this pair of climbers, the woman took away their beauty. Three
This beautiful woman, with her face shy of the moon, made these romantic flowers hang their heads, and they were no longer so arrogant.
The pine forest is even more so, respectful.
Every evergreen pine and cypress tree is lined up neatly to welcome the arrival of guests and accept their prison. The air in the morning is so pure, and the forest in the morning is so green. Each of them is like a tall warrior. For this
The hillside adds some power and makes the greenery of the earth look so vivid.
The breeze blows, and the waves of pine trees are overwhelming. One wave after another makes the quiet mountain move. It seems to be cheering and shouting for this small group of climbers. In the usually quiet morning, today a pair of quietly came
Mountain climbers. They not only bring beauty and sweet laughter. They also bring the pride of the mountains. This chapter has been completed!