Spring in the North comes late to begin with. Now, even the cold weather has been driven away, leaving only boundless wind and sunshine.
As soon as I woke up, the surrounding trees were covered with a layer of goose-yellow light green. The golden sunlight covered the entire sky and tree tops at a glance, making the whole world appear a strange yellow: golden yellow, goose-yellow, and a little bit of it.
The red color, when you look at it, looks like it is covered with a layer of gauze intertwined with red and yellow.
Feng Miaolian was putting away two pieces of dry clothes. She put her hands on the railing and looked into the distance inadvertently. She was immediately fascinated by the red and yellow colors. After a long time, she heard a slight sound of footsteps.
She turned around, a look of joy immediately appeared on her face, but she saw Ye Jia walking out slowly. He had changed into a clean coarse cloth, and the washed white coarse cloth gave him a look of linen like snow.
The wind is so light, the leaves are so green, the streams are murmuring, and everything is rubbing and intertwining, emitting the beat of music. Even the man opposite, his eyes are so focused, and his body is so slender, just like the Wu Feng green bamboo behind him, just like a song
Indescribable hazy poetry.
Feng Miaolian suddenly felt that her breathing was a little tight, just like the other self you know, who will discover some novel things anytime and anywhere - when he looks at you like this, when he can actually stand up, walk out, and face the sun,
Meet your eyes.
She saw her reflection in his eyes so clearly.
There was silence for a while.
Feng Miaolian slowly looked away and said in a brisk voice: "Ye Jia, are you okay?"
"Miaolian, I can take you home!"
Her home? Is it at the end of the world or at the end of the world? She can't remember it at the moment.
There were still thousands of words in her throat, but she slowly swallowed them down. She just looked at him, smiled sweetly, slowly folded the two clothes, and said softly: "Maybe it will be a sunny day tomorrow."
Ye Jia also raised his head and looked at the western sky, "If you don't go out in the morning, the sunset will travel a thousand miles, Miaolian, the weather has been good for the past half month."
There were already dots of wild flowers popping up in front. Miaolian bit her lip slightly, bent down and gently picked a few flowers and put them on top of the dry and clean clothes. The red flowers and gray clothes gave off a peaceful feeling.