Taixi Mountain is a mountain that is neither high nor short. When I first went up the mountain last winter, I was very ill. There was no Qingming Festival in Lingtai, and there was always some hazy white mist in front of me, so the way up the mountain was not clear either. See it clearly.
In the afternoon, Brother Eleven and I each held a broom made of bamboo branches and stood on the mountain road halfway up the mountain, one on the left and the other on the right.
I lowered my head and took a closer look, and I didn't expect that the mountain road in Taixi Mountain was so ingeniously built - sometimes a narrow stone road, winding and winding, and sometimes a blue brick road, straight, long, straight and sharp.
Senior Brother Eleven stood on the bluestone steps with a calm expression on his face, but he looked at me with a somewhat unpredictable look.
I raised my chin and said to him with great energy: "I, Ye Rong, have a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and I dare to take responsibility. Why are you following me?"
After a while, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't want you to be soft and weak, but you are very bold when you show off your strength."
"Humph!" It's not all because of you!
I turned around angrily and raised the broom. Brother Eleven glanced at me and turned around.
It's June now, and the afternoon sun is a bit fierce. After standing under this poisonous sun for a long time, I feel a little dizzy.
While I was sweeping the floor absentmindedly, I was thinking about it. People say that the mountain road is long, but I didn’t expect that the mountain road in Taixi Mountain would be so long. After sweeping for more than half an hour, I still couldn’t see the end of it...
Suddenly, a thin and long hand grasped my broom handle. I looked up and saw the eleventh senior brother in white robe standing on the stone steps under the bright sunlight and looking at me calmly: "Stop being so stubborn. Let’s go back to our room and rest for a while.”
"One person does the work and the other takes responsibility. I, Ye Rong, don't need your pity!"
Inadvertently, I expended too much energy in speaking, and now I felt a little top-heavy and on the verge of falling.
No, the place where we are standing is the stone steps going down the mountain. It is very steep. If I fall down like this, I will roll over. Master and the brothers will not be able to carry me at the foot of the mountain...
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden spin, and my eyes were filled with bright white light...
When I came back to my senses, Brother Eleven had already put his arms around my waist and sat me down under the shade of a tree beside the mountain road: "Since you don't want to go back, just rest here!"
Well, the shade of the trees that Brother Eleven found is quite good. Looking up, you can see the lush woods, and looking down, you can see the green weeds. I am very satisfied.
I leaned against the tree trunk and watched the eleventh senior brother in his fluttering white robe waving his broom in a very elegant manner. I was very sure that the sun today came out in the west.
Until I went to bed at night, I stared at the ceiling of the tent where Wufu held his birthday, and I still felt that what happened today was very dreamy. While I was half asleep, I suddenly remembered a big event - I seemed to be hugged by someone today... …Suddenly, there was something strange in my waist…
This... what should I do? I, a young lady, have been scorned for nothing?
When I was at a loss, the smiling face of Master appeared vaguely in front of my eyes. Well, by the way, didn't he say that Brother Eleven and I were underage, so it didn't matter if we got closer? In this way, I will automatically ignore the matter of Brother Eleven hugging me!
As the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed. I swept the floor with Brother Eleven for a month, which can be regarded as sharing the same adversity. Although we may not have seen true friendship, we have stopped arguing since then, and our faces have gradually become friendly and respectful. I got up. The eleventh senior brother no longer secretly drank my white porridge. In addition, the porridge he served seemed to be more delicious and smooth than the tenth senior brother's. I was very satisfied.
The sixth to tenth senior fellow apprentices all found it incredible when they saw it. Only Master took the tea cup and looked at us with satisfaction. Taixi Mountain is a mountain that is neither high nor short. When I first went up the mountain last winter, I was seriously ill and the Lingtai was not available. During the Qingming Festival, and there was always some hazy white mist in front of me, I couldn't see the road up the mountain clearly.
In the afternoon, my eleventh senior brother and I each held a broom made of bamboo branches, and stood on the left and right on the mountain road halfway up the mountain.
I lowered my head and took a closer look, and I didn't expect that the mountain road in Taixi Mountain was so ingeniously built - sometimes a narrow stone road, winding and winding, and sometimes a blue brick road, straight, long, straight and sharp.
Senior Brother Eleven stood on the bluestone steps with a calm expression on his face, but he looked at me with a somewhat unpredictable look.
I raised my chin and said to him with great energy: "I, Ye Rong, have a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and I dare to take responsibility. Why are you following me?"
After a while, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't want you to be soft and weak, but you are very bold when you show off your strength."
"Humph!" It's not all because of you!
I turned around angrily and raised the broom. Brother Eleven glanced at me and turned around.
It's June now, and the afternoon sun is a bit fierce. After standing under this poisonous sun for a long time, I feel a little dizzy.
While I was sweeping the floor absentmindedly, I was thinking about it. People say that the mountain road is long, but I didn’t expect that the mountain road in Taixi Mountain would be so long. After sweeping for more than half an hour, I still couldn’t see the end of it...
Suddenly, a thin and long hand grasped my broom handle. I looked up and saw the eleventh senior brother in white robe standing on the stone steps under the bright sunlight and looking at me calmly: "Stop being so stubborn. Let’s go back to our room and rest for a while.”
"One person does the work and the other takes responsibility. I, Ye Rong, don't need your pity!"
Inadvertently, I expended too much energy in speaking, and now I felt a little top-heavy and on the verge of falling.
No, the place where we are standing is the stone steps going down the mountain. It is very steep. If I fall down like this, I will roll over. Master and the brothers will not be able to carry me at the foot of the mountain...
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden spin, and my eyes were filled with bright white light...
When I came back to my senses, Brother Eleven had already put his arms around my waist and sat me down under the shade of a tree beside the mountain road: "Since you don't want to go back, just rest here!"
Well, the shade of the trees that Brother Eleven found is quite good. Looking up, you can see the lush woods, and looking down, you can see the green weeds. I am very satisfied.
I leaned against the tree trunk and watched the eleventh senior brother in his fluttering white robe waving his broom in a very elegant manner. I was very sure that the sun today came out in the west.
Until I went to bed at night, I stared at the ceiling of the tent where Wufu held his birthday, and I still felt that what happened today was very dreamy. While I was half asleep, I suddenly remembered a big event - I seemed to be hugged by someone today... …Suddenly, there was something strange in my waist…
This... what should I do? I, a young lady, have been scorned for nothing?
When I was at a loss, the smiling face of Master appeared vaguely in front of my eyes. Well, by the way, didn't he say that Brother Eleven and I were underage, so it didn't matter if we got closer? In this way, I will automatically ignore the matter of Brother Eleven hugging me!
As the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed. I swept the floor with Brother Eleven for a month, which can be regarded as sharing the same adversity. Although we may not have seen true friendship, we have stopped arguing since then, and our faces have gradually become friendly and respectful. I got up. The eleventh senior brother no longer secretly drank my white porridge. In addition, the porridge he served seemed to be more delicious and smooth than the tenth senior brother's. I was very satisfied.
The sixth to tenth senior fellow apprentices were all incredulous when they saw it, but Master took the tea cup and looked at us with satisfaction.
