Han Wei Fanwai, those who have bought books in ordinary life, don’t read them
Ling Zihan sat in the mountain hut, listening to the faint sound of the humidifier, watching Wei Tianyu carefully handling the parts with tools, a smile appeared on his face
Outside the window, the scorching sun gradually becomes weak
Finally, Wei Tianyu couldn't sit down anymore, pushed the table full of parts, stood up and said, "Let's go horse riding."
Ling Zihan chuckled, and suddenly he felt as if a breeze was coming from the end of the sky, carrying a faintly familiar voice, dancing to his side. His expression was a little dazed.
Wei Tianyu smiled and put his arms around his shoulders, gently led him to the door and followed him out obediently.
The dirt road in the mountains leading to the racecourse is winding and winding, as if it stretches all the way to the horizon. It is lined with dense birch forests on both sides. The tree trunks are straight, and the branches powerfully stretch towards the sky and the sky. It shines with crystal blue light like gems, with a hint of lightness.
The flying catkins stretch freely in the air
There seemed to be a hint of drunkenness in the air. Ling Zihan breathed deeply. Wei Tianyu held the steering wheel with his left hand and held his hand with his right hand. His warm and powerful palm conveyed happiness and comfort to him.
Their car slowly drove through the rugged road, ran over the golden leaves, climbed over two mountains, and turned into a horse farm full of primitive style.
There was a little girl in pink clothes who was learning to ride a horse, and two men were riding on the horse and walking slowly. No one said anything, everyone was doing their own thing.
Ling Zihan followed Wei Tianyu to sit on the sidelines
There is a row of very old bungalows next to it, which are very dilapidated. They reflect the clear sky, set off the log rails and fine sand, and are among knee-deep weeds that grow freely and intertwined with each other. It actually gives people a sense of
The feeling of "the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty and the pass in the Han Dynasty"
A large forest behind me was swaying in the wind, as if there was a voice whispering in the wind.
The stable boy pulled two docile British thoroughbred horses over. Wei Tianyu stood up and stepped forward to take one of them. He observed carefully to make sure that the horse was safe and that Ling Zihan would not be injured if he rode it.
Ling Zihan looked at him, with a slight smile in his eyes again
Wei Tianyu looked at the horse seriously and said hello to it softly. The tall horse was very docile in his hands, which was equally tall, and looked at him tenderly with a pair of big eyes.
In the distance, the little girl is about to fly to the rhythm of the horse
Wei Tianyu got on the horse, walked slowly on the sand, ran slowly, occasionally played a few tricks, and danced in the wind. His body was upright, integrated with the horse, inseparable, and you could feel him deep in his heart from a distance.
The deep joy gradually flows out
Time passes quietly around them
Looking up, the western sky turns golden red, and the rays of rays flood into the entire sky in an instant. Looking up, I see large clouds piled above my head, like tangible and tangible ancient castles, towers, ruined walls, and majestic passes thousands of miles away.
The deep and shallow golden red of the setting sun writes a magnificent scene in the sky with thick ink.
In the woods behind me, the sound of cicadas suddenly sounded, overwhelming
In the golden dusk, Wei Tianyu quietly galloped past Ling Zihan's eyes. The horse's hooves lightly raised dust, and the horse's mane and tail undulated rhythmically.
Ling Zihan looked at him quietly, listening to the sound of horse hooves, a sense of stability and gentleness filled the air.
Perhaps, real life is when they are together, and the rest of the time is just waiting
The sound of cicadas sang even more wildly in the slowly darkening twilight. A horse that had just taken off its saddle and bridle ran happily for two steps, then suddenly lay down and rolled happily on the sand. The low horse's neigh was full of
It’s a free mood
Ling Zihan couldn't help laughing
Wei Tianyu led the horse to dance gracefully for several times, and then jumped off
Ling Zihan looked at him
Wei Tianyu patted the horse's neck affectionately and hugged it gently. The horse still looked at him docilely, as if smiling. He praised it softly. The wind carried his murmur to Ling Zihan's ears, making his heart feel peaceful.
Then, Wei Tianyu let go of the horse, turned around and walked over
Ling Zihan watched the life that suddenly bloomed flowing through his body, as if a flower was blooming in alarm.
The sound of cicadas in the woods that echoed throughout the world suddenly stopped