Outside Jiangning City, at the foot of Qixia Mountain.
The cold wind of early winter blowing slightly took away the lush greenery all over the mountains and plains, leaving behind a withered yellow color. The wind blew through the mountains, and the fallen leaves were flying. On the mountain road leading to Qixia Temple, the leaves on both sides carried the last trace of green.
, falling gracefully. Looking up, I saw a narrow mountain road stretching straight up. Fallen leaves flying beside the road covered the entire mountain road.
Walking on it, the soft, rustling sound is intoxicating.
At this time, it was still early in the sky, and the sun on the eastern horizon had just woken up. On the horizon, half of the sun was hidden in the clouds, but it shot out thousands of golden lights. For those who were mostly left in the night
Jiangning is covered with a layer of golden morning glow.
Because it was already early winter, and the weather was still early, the temperature was still a bit low. The fallen leaves on the mountain road and the dead grass beside the road were covered with a layer of fluffy white frost.
The mountain road was full of tourists, walking in small groups towards the mountain. They were breathing heavily, talking happily about today's chrysanthemum viewing party, and looking at the handsome young daughter-in-law who walked by them with suspicion.
Children.
He looked at the scholars who were whistling and having frivolous expressions, standing on the side of the road, staring seductively at every pretty woman coming and going.
This made the women passing by secretly curse these gentle scum for being too immoral. Occasionally, a woman named Ruhua, with a graceful figure, twisted her waist and passed in front of them. She turned around and let out a mouth full of
Huangya smiled sweetly at them. But when he saw these students, their faces suddenly turned vegetable green. He held on to the tree trunk and started to vomit.
Along the way, such scenery continued to unfold. Lu Heng and Liu Qingqing walked slowly on the mountain road, following the flowery girl in front of them who was killed by thousands of people, allowing her to shelter from the wind and rain.
Next to her, Liu Zeqing was still wearing the floral blue dress, like a beautiful elf in the world. The velvet shawl on her shoulders, in the early morning twilight, illuminated the woman's face.
The graceful appearance is set off by perfection. Walking on this mountain road with fallen leaves, it attracts the attention of passers-by.
Along the way, Liu Qingqing's body did not show any discomfort as Lu Heng worried. At this time, she was like a butterfly in flowers, walking lightly on the mountain road, stepping on the soft fallen leaves on the ground.
superior.
After three days of conditioning, Liu Qingqing's body was improving rapidly.
I think of my past life, when I saw this drug in that scientific research institution. The Chinese scientist spoke with extraordinary confidence about the effects of the Heaven No. 1 drug. He said that as long as he still had a breath, the Heaven No. 1 drug could bring him out of heaven.
Pull the edge back.
Now, looking at Liu Qingqing beside him, who had improved a lot, Lu Heng finally relaxed in his heart.
Ha, it turns out that the scientist who was sprayed bloody by the Pentagon military personnel was not lying!
When he first went up the mountain, Lu Heng was worried that she was not in good health, so he sincerely extended his hand and looked at Liu Qingqing with a smile, wanting to hold her little hand and go up the mountain together. However, the other party just glared at him fiercely.
, stepped forward lightly, raised his little feet, and climbed up the steps.
Along the way, although pedestrians stopped and looked sideways, most of them were modest gentlemen. Occasionally, someone would say something like a flower. However, no one said anything to the students who were standing on the roadside to look at the beautiful women.
Like, unscrupulous.
Fortunately, there was a flower-like girl who was killing everyone in front. Lu Heng and the two people who stayed behind were able to get through the pass safely. However, the good times did not last long. After walking for a while, the flower-like beauty in front suddenly stopped.
, stared at Lu Heng fiercely, pointed at the fingers that had just seeped out of his nostrils, and asked Lu Heng with a tigerish face: "Young face, do you want to take advantage of me?"
Lu Heng: ""
He finally explained clearly to this flowery girl that he had no intention of picking flowers. However, he saw this flowery girl glance at Lu Heng disdainfully and snorted: "You have no sense!"
Then, this woman with a waist of eight feet continued to twist her waist and walked gracefully on the mountain road with fallen leaves.
call……
After seeing Miss Ruhua finally leaving, Lu Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
His expression was extremely relaxed, as if he had proved his innocence. He raised his head and looked at the graceful figure of the flower-like girl in front of him. Lu Heng was still frightened when he thought of the way the other party turned his head.
Turning around, he found that Liu Qingqing walking beside her was lowering her head and snickering.
"Why are you laughing?" Lu Heng rubbed his forehead in embarrassment and asked the woman with a wry smile.
Liu Qingqing turned around, originally smiling, but forced herself to look at Lu Heng seriously and said, "It's nothing!"
After saying that, the woman glanced at Lu Heng with a charming smile, moved her steps lightly, and walked upward.
From behind, Lu Heng looked at the light figure in front of him, shook his head, smiled, and followed.
Qixia Temple is an ancient temple from the Southern Dynasties. It is located on Qixia Mountain outside Jiangning City. It is now a famous ancient temple in the world.
In history, Qixia Temple has been destroyed by wars many times. However, successive imperial courts spent money to rebuild it. Moreover, every emperor who visited the south of the Yangtze River would come here to visit, and those who were interested would even mention some poems. For example
, the last emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Gaozong Li Zhi.
Therefore, Qixia Temple can be called a royal temple in the south of the Yangtze River to a certain extent. Over the past few years, countless literati and poets have visited here, and they have always left behind good sentences. This place has also become the focus of attention in the literary world. Moreover, Qixia Temple
It is the holy land of the Three Commentaries Sect of Buddhism. It has an unparalleled status in the hearts of the followers of the Three Commentaries Sect of Buddhism in the world, so it is extremely popular.
Moreover, Qixia Temple has the largest autumn chrysanthemum garden in Jiangning. Therefore, every late autumn and early winter, it is a lively scene full of tourists.
After entering the mountain gate, you can smell the fragrance of flowers in the air. The thick fragrance of flowers makes pedestrians who come to the temple intoxicated.
The scholars and talented men, regardless of the cold wind, gently shook their folding fans, shook their heads and recited a poem. Many people clapped their hands and applauded.
Those talented people who were pretending to be so excited had pig liver colors on their faces. They were holding back their smiles and cupped their fists to show humility to the onlookers.
When Liu Qingqing saw this scene, she smiled faintly, turned around, looked at Lu Heng with interest, and whispered to him: "Uncle, do you want to play a song?"
"Me!" Lu Heng pointed at himself dumbfounded and looked at Liu Qingqing with doubt in his eyes.
Seeing Liu Qingqing's beautiful eyes looking at him with interest, Lu Heng shook his head and smiled. He turned his head, glanced at the talented people who were shaking their heads, shook his head and said: "Forget it, if I read poetry,
What should they do!"
Liu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, but when she saw Lu Heng's serious look, there was a funny look in her beautiful eyes. She rolled her eyes at Lu Heng and curled her lips and said, "Bragging!"
Uh, general method?
Lu Heng smiled in his heart when he saw the woman turning her back and ignoring him.
"But!" Lu Heng deliberately lengthened his voice, and after saying it, he suddenly stopped.
He looked sincerely at Liu Qingqing, who was more beautiful than the chrysanthemums in the garden in front of him, and smiled without saying a word.
"But what? You, you!" Liu Qingqing raised her head and said half a sentence, but her panicked eyes suddenly made her heart confused. She lowered her head and said with a red face, "Don't talk nonsense!"
"But, hey, there really is a song!" Lu Heng still did not look away, but looked at the pink color on the pretty face of the woman who lowered her head and said with a smile.
"I, I won't listen anymore!" Liu Qingqing was confused, plugged her ears angrily, and was about to leave.
He raised his feet to leave, but couldn't hear the sound beside him. He glanced back secretly, only to see his uncle still standing there, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.
He, he didn't react!
Liu Qingqing felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart. Inadvertently, her vision became blurry. She lowered her head and forced a smile.
I was just helpless, no matter how I controlled it, the annoying tears still stayed.
She turned around, trying hard not to shed tears behind her, raised her hand, and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks.
However, in that short moment, a warm palm forcefully held her cold little hand. She was startled and suddenly became a mess.
Jiaorou's body suddenly became a little stiff. Liu Qingqing's breathing became a little flustered. She raised her head and saw her uncle standing in front of her, with a sincere smile on his face and clear and happy eyes.
Everyone can see their own shadow.
"You, let me go!" Liu Qingqing was angry and panicked, and secretly struggled to break away, but she was helpless because the other party was so strong that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of him.
"Let go!" Liu Qingqing glanced around and found that some people were already looking here. She felt anxious and tears flowed out again.
Unexpectedly, the uncle who had been smiling just now suddenly turned his head, smiled at those who were looking here, and asked with a shameless smile: "Does it look good?"
The people who were discovered immediately coughed and turned around, pretending that it had nothing to do with them. Then, they saw those people pointing nonsense at the temple hall and saying, Hey, this flower is really beautiful.
It was so gorgeous! Then, the others nodded in praise and left.
Uh, "Is this okay?"
I have heard of people referring to deer as horses, but this is the first time that people refer to palaces as flowers!
Jiangning is indeed full of talents!
Lu Heng was slightly shocked by the adaptability of those students who were talking nonsense. Looking at the students who left calmly, he sighed in his heart.
However, this Zhou Dynasty was quite simple. If it were left to future generations, maybe a group of people would come up and watch eagerly instead of hiding from a distance and peeking.
"Let go!" Liu Qingqing blushed and shook her arms vigorously. While shaking, she anxiously raised her feet and prepared to kick Lu Heng.
"Oops!" Lu Heng, who was distracted, was stepped on by Liu Qingqing without warning. He screamed in pain. He held his hand and let go, and bent down to rub it anxiously.
Painful toes.
"You deserve it!" Seeing Lu Heng's embarrassed look, the woman hesitated for a moment, wondering if it really hurt. However, thinking of her uncle's evil deeds, she finally did not let him go, and glared at him angrily, holding back.
He smiled and said angrily.
Seeing the helpless smile on Lu Heng's face, Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and turned to leave.
Behind him, Lu Heng, who had failed in his show, sighed, let go of his feet, and stood up as if nothing had happened. He looked at the woman walking lightly in front of him, smiled, and said: "The autumn bushes around the house are like Tao's house.
, all around the fence, it becomes increasingly sloping."
The verses as mellow as wine, with a light and atmospheric artistic conception, unfolded instantly. Liu Qingqing, who was walking in front, stopped inadvertently and stood on the spot. I saw the woman's slender hands raised tremblingly, nervously.
She pinched the corner of her skirt. Her beautiful figure with her back to Lu Heng was trembling slightly, and her breathing was a little messy.
Behind him, Lu Heng looked quietly at the horned woman bathing in the morning light, who looked like a fairy. He looked at the fluttering blue dress and the soft figure looming under the dress, and took a deep breath.
After a breath, he said: "It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers after all the flowers are in bloom."
Is it love chrysanthemum, or love...
Perhaps only this feeling and this scene can be known in the hearts of the two people bathed in the golden morning glow.
After reading this poem, Lu Heng looked nervously at the woman in front of him. His hands hidden in his sleeves were already covered in sweat without even realizing it.
It seemed like a long time had passed, until Lu Heng began to feel cold. Then he saw the beautiful woman in front of him, who looked like a fairy in a blue floral dress, turning around slightly.
In the early morning, under the golden sunshine, the woman looked at Lu Heng with sparkling tears in her beautiful eyes. After a long time, she raised her hand, gently wiped away the two lines of clear tears on her face, and smiled sweetly.@