The next day was the day when Du Zhiqing and Mo Jianchen made an appointment to paint on Xiufeng Mountain.
Although they had agreed to meet in the mountains at dusk, Du Zhiqing came to Yunshuiju early.
She first went to the bamboo hut and accompanied Xia Houchen to tend the flowers and plants for a while. Then in the afternoon, when Xia Houchen was resting, she went up to Xiufeng Mountain and waited for Mo Chen's arrival.
It was still early and the sun had not yet set over the hills, so she put up the drawing board and waited for the sunset and Mo Jianchen's arrival.
A gust of breeze blew by, and her hair became slightly messy. At this moment, there was a clear spring in the mountain. She suddenly became interested, so she walked to the stone pier next to the clear spring and sat down, spreading her hair.
Quietly, she combed her hair again.
At this moment, Mo Jianchen happened to go up to Xiufeng Mountain. When he first stepped into the mountain, he happened to see her dressing up by the clear spring.
He only saw that light pink figure, exquisite and small, sitting quietly on the stone pier.
The loose hair hung thickly on her waist like a waterfall. She gently picked up the water from the spring and carefully braided her hair. She was dressing up carefully and deftly, without even noticing it.
until his arrival.
Seeing her like this, Mo Jianchen couldn't help but froze and stopped where he was, staring blankly at her dressing up.
Her figure like a thin willow, her waterfall-like black hair floating slightly in the wind, and the way she was quietly dressing up, were even more touching than the Nine Heavens Profound Girl. Looking at her, he couldn't help but feel his heart sway.
stand up.
After Du Zhiqing had combed her hair, she stood up gently. She turned around and saw Mo Jianchen standing behind her. She hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Oh, Brother Chen, why are you here?"
No movement at all?"
"Ah?" After being called by her, Mo Jianchen came back to his senses. He blinked a few times, and there was still a bit of confusion in his expression: "I just saw you combing your hair, and I couldn't bear it.
Excuse me, I’ve been waiting for you here for a while.”
He paused, took a breath, and restored his swaying heart to normal: "Why are you here so early?"
Du Zhiqing smiled slightly: "I have been here a long time ago. I just stayed with grandpa for a while in Yunshuiju's small house. Grandpa took a rest, so I came up."
She said and lightly hit Mo Jianchen's arm, "You're still talking about me. You're here early enough. It's still early before the sun goes down, so you're here."
Mo Jianchen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a hint of slippery tone in his voice: "I can still be late when you make an appointment. Maybe I can arrive earlier and see you earlier."
"At first, I was worried that you would play tricks on me again this time and trick me into going to the mountain alone, while you would escape without a trace. Now it seems that my worries were unnecessary. I came so early, and you actually
She came earlier than me, this is my lovely sister Zhiqing!"
"You know how to be glib." Du Zhiqing stretched out his finger, lightly poked Mo Jianchen's shoulder, and said happily: "Okay, okay, come on!"
As she spoke, she jumped forward and walked forward. Mo Jiancheng looked at his joyful expression and couldn't help but feel happy, so he followed her steps and walked forward.
Du Zhiqing sat down next to the drawing board, looking at the bright sun that was about to set but had not yet set. He turned his head and said to Mo Jianchen: "Brother Chen, come and sit here for a while. The sun has not set yet. Let's wait here first."
In a while."
"Okay." Mo Jianchen said as he sat on the stone pier beside her, looking at her smiling face and feeling infinitely relieved.
"My lord." Mo Jianchen looked at her big, watery eyes and asked her, "What are you doing with the old pavilion master at Yunshui Residence today?"
"You said just now." Du Zhiqing said happily: "I just went to the Baihua Garden with my grandpa to water the flowers. You didn't know that the flowers in the Baihua Garden are blooming particularly brightly this spring."
"Baihui Garden, where is Baihui Garden?" Mo Jianchen asked him without knowing it.
"Brother Chen, you may not know." Du Zhiqing continued: "Baihui Garden is a garden where people live in clouds and waters. Many flowers are planted there. Because of the special temperature there, flowers can bloom no matter what season they are.
.Colorful and especially beautiful.”
"Next time when we have time, let's go to Yunshui Residence to find grandpa and go to Baihui Garden to play together, okay?"
Mo Jianchen nodded and smiled: "Of course!"
"Hey, Brother Chen, you don't know." Du Zhiqing was beaming again and kept telling Mo Jianchen: "When I went to the Baihui Garden today, guess what I saw. Not only were the flowers blooming,
, and there are many birds and butterflies, which are really beautiful.”
"The Baihua Garden in Yunshuiju is one of the most amazing scenery in the entire Muzhou City. Even plum blossoms and peach blossoms can bloom at the same time there. Brother Chen, don't you think it's very novel..."
She was still the same as when she was a child. Every time she saw Brother Chen, she would be filled with joy. When facing him, she always had endless things to say. As soon as she started talking to him, she would talk endlessly and be in high spirits.
Mo Jianchen looked like he did when he was a child, sitting quietly next to him, listening to the joy she told. Her voice of laughter would always be the clear spring water that could penetrate into the deepest part of his heart.
Listening to her passionate talk, he would not even feel bored for a moment. Even if he listened to her talk like this for a lifetime, he would not feel bored. As soon as he saw her smile, he would be filled with joy.
I don’t know how long the two of them spent together, but they finally waited until the sunset.
The setting sun lingers on the mountainside, outlining the dazzling crimson color, which is still so gorgeous and colorful.
"Brother Chen, we finally waited until the sunset." Du Zhiqing looked at the sunset and said happily.
Then she pressed the drawing paper on the drawing board again, flattened the wrinkles, placed the brushes and dyes, and said to Mo Jianchen: "I'm going to start painting, Brother Chen, you have to watch carefully.
Oh!"
"Okay." Mo Jianchen nodded: "You draw it, I'll watch it here."
After saying that, Du Zhiqing picked up the brush and sketched the shallow setting sun on the plain white rice paper.
Long clouds of smoke rose from the Tibetan and Mongolian Mountains in the distance, blending with the setting sun and shrouding the mountains, adding a sense of solemnity to the solitary green mountain.
On this day, the long smoke and the setting sun reflected each other in the mountains. The scenery was still like a dream, but the long smoke and the setting sun in the mountains gave people a feeling of loneliness and loneliness like when the company was camping outside the Great Wall.
feel.
Holding a jade pen in his skillful hand, the colorful colors were lightly outlined on the plain white rice paper. Du Zhiqing looked at the mountain scenery and lightly sketched it on the paper. After a while, the peaceful scenery was vividly displayed on the paper.
.
"Brother Chen, what do you think?" Du Zhiqing asked Mo Jianchen who was standing aside after he finished painting the painting.
Mo Jianchen stared at the painting scroll without blinking, nodded deeply, and admired from the bottom of his heart: "Wonderful, wonderful, although I don't understand painting, Sister Zhiqing's skills are definitely amazing, this sunset in the mountains
The scene, if you imprint it on this rice paper, it will look like a real thing."
"Of course." Du Zhiqing said happily without any modesty, "I have studied painting with my grandpa for so many years, so of course I must have this skill!"
"It's just..." Mo Jianchen's eyes still fell on the rice paper, looking at the scenery in the painting intently, and then at the sunset in the mountains, and said seriously: "Today's sunset is compared to the scenery in the past.
, it seems to be different.”
"Long smoke has fallen in the mountains, and the sunset is shrouded in the top of the mountain. The long smoke and the setting sun blend together. It is actually more graceful and more solemn than in the past. It seems to be a bit grand and intense. I know
Sister Qing, what do you think?"
Du Zhiqing raised his eyes and looked at the lonely green mountains, and the rising smoke bathing the layers of sunset. Compared with the lingering and graceful sunset scenery in the past, it was indeed a bit more cold and solemn.
She also nodded and sighed: "Yes, under the sunset today, there is more long smoke. The long smoke and the sunset fall on this lonely green mountain, which always gives people a sense of desolation and solemnity."
Feel."
Her bright eyes moved slightly. Looking at the chilling scenery, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and ambition in her heart. Looking at the long smoky sunset, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "There are sounds from all directions, thousands of mountains.
Here, the smoke is long and the sun is setting, so the city is closed."
After saying that, she turned her head again and looked at Mo Jianchen: "Brother Chen, do you know this poem?"
Mo Jianchen nodded: "The scenery is so strange when autumn comes in Saixia, and the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. It is "The Proud Fisherman. Thoughts on Autumn" written by Fan Wenzhenggong."
"Yes." Du Zhiqing nodded, and his eyes fell on the long smoky sunset in the Tibetan and Mongolian mountains opposite. There was some profound meaning in his eyes, and he spoke deeply: "Looking at the sunset and the setting sun in the mountains,
Suddenly I remembered this poem by Fan Wenzhenggong."
"The long smoke and the setting sun, with the city behind closed doors, seems to depict the scenery in the mountains. It's just that there are no sounds from all four sides, but it still gives people the desolate feeling of a battlefield."
"Although I have never experienced a battle on the battlefield, looking at this scene of misty rain and setting sun, I seem to have seen it all. I seem to have seen the soldiers who have been on the battlefield for a long time and have not returned, as if I have seen them fighting for their country and the people.
The blood-stained battlefield also seemed to see their hearts filled with passion and passion."
As she spoke, the surging emotion in her heart became more intense, her eyes showed perseverance, and her eyes also held a bit of ambition and intensity.
"Brother Chen, come here, let's come here." She said, turned around and took Mo Jianchen's arm, and walked towards the other side of the mountain.
"Hey, Zhiqing, where are you taking me?" Mo Jianchen couldn't help but look at him in surprise.
