Seeing Yang Qingyin looking at him in astonishment, Luo Ziling regained his serious expression: "Maybe one day I will really die. Now so many people want me to die, if there is an accident, I will really die.
He won’t survive.”
"You're annoying," Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling, "It's a matter of life and death. Don't say these unlucky words. Let's go and stroll around Su Causeway."
Luo Ziling didn't care. He smiled, took Yang Qingyin's hand, and walked out of the Yuewang Temple.
"Actually, what I like most about the West Lake is that the natural landscape and the cultural landscape are well combined. There are so many historical celebrities and historical allusions in the lake and mountains." After walking out of the Yuewang Temple, Luo Ziling was still very moved.
He said to Yang Qingyin: "Without these historical celebrities, the charm of West Lake would be much less."
"How about you integrate into the history of West Lake," Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling with a smile, "come to Qiantang, make some contributions here, do a few major things that benefit the people, everyone will remember
Live with you and write you into the history of West Lake."
"It's not like ancient times. It's not so easy to truly integrate into the history of West Lake now." Luo Ziling also smiled, "So many people have been officials in Qiantang, but a few years later, a few people are remembered by the people.
?The iron-clad officials of the West Lake, Bai Juyi and Su Dongpo are the lucky ones in history."
"Actually, it doesn't take the achievements of Bai Juyi or Su Dongpo to make the Qiantang people remember him from generation to generation and the world to remember the beautiful West Lake just by writing a song like "Looking at the Tide" by Liu Yong."
"That's true," Luo Ziling nodded in agreement, "It is said that the emperor of the Jin Kingdom at that time had the idea of invading the south after seeing Liu Sanbian's "Looking at the Sea Tide". Although the legend is not credible, it shows the charm of this word.
Smoked willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, hundreds of thousands of houses scattered around, clouds and trees around the embankment and sand, raging waves rolling in the frost and snow. Three autumn osmanthus, ten miles of lotus, you can feel the wind, flowers, snow and moon in it as soon as you read it."
Yang Qingyin held Luo Ziling's hand tightly and said happily: "This word is really good and I like it very much. When I was very young, when I read this word, I wanted to come to Qiantang to play and take a look.
West Lake.”
"Did you come later?"
"I've been here a few times," Yang Qingyin nodded, "It's like you said, West Lake will never make people tired. I've been here once and I want to come again. It's suitable for leisure. The scenery and climate in the south of the Yangtze River are not like those in the north.
It’s comparable to Beijing, there are no sandstorms and it’s not as dry. I will come back often in the future!”
Luo Ziling then sighed: "The south of the Yangtze River is much more lively than the north. On the train, most of the scenery in the north is lifeless gray or yellow. Only after crossing the Yangtze River can you see the green. If there were not so many tourists by the West Lake,
It really is heaven on earth.”
When the two of them sighed, they had already reached the vicinity of Crossing Hongqiao.
The time when Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin came to visit the West Lake was when the scenery of the West Lake was at its most beautiful.
Beside the West Lake, the peach blossoms have just begun to bloom, and the willow trees are already green. The weather is slightly overcast, and the scenery of the lake and mountains gives people a very quiet feeling.
Surrounded by pink willows and green willows---as Luo Ziling said, if there weren't so many tourists, it would really be a paradise for tourists.
No wonder Bai Juyi wrote this poem when he left Hangzhou: "If you can't leave Hangzhou, half of it is this lake."
Yang Qingyin usually doesn't like to take photos, but today, she was very interested in taking photos. From time to time, she asked Luo Ziling to take some photos for her, and also took photos with Luo Ziling. For her, this time with Luo Ziling, there is no other woman.
Playing alone under the interference of others, even if there are some unpleasant things that interfere with it, it still makes her very interested.
There were already many beautiful photos taken in the SLR camera Luo Ziling brought. Yang Qingyin said that she would use these photos to make an album after returning home.
“Consider it a special souvenir!”
"Then let me take some more photos for you. The scenery is beautiful, the people are beautiful, no matter what you take, it will be good." After complimenting Yang Qingyin by the way, Luo Ziling felt a little regretful, "The only pity is that there are too many people who want to take pictures."
There are no photos of outsiders, so it’s quite difficult.”
Yang Qingyin smiled happily and agreed.
"Spring Dawn on Su Di" is the first of the ten scenic spots in the West Lake, and the first of the ten scenic spots is truly worthy of its name.
It was my first time to come to Qiantang and to Luo Ziling by the West Lake. While walking, my mood was immersed in willows and peach blossoms.
"I can't walk anymore," Yang Qingyin, who was holding Luo Ziling's arm after walking across two bridges, suddenly pulled Luo Ziling's arm and acted coquettishly while walking, "I have walked 20,000 steps during the WeChat exercise, and I am exhausted!
"
"Then what should we do?" Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin with a smile on his face: "Should we take a rest? Or what?"
"Huh," Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes at Luo Ziling, "I don't want to rest. There are beautiful scenery everywhere. If you sit down and rest, all you can see is a place. What a pity and a waste of time."
"Should I hold you in my arms or carry you on my back?"
Seeing that Luo Ziling understood what she meant, Yang Qingyin couldn't help but reveal a cute look on her lips. Without waiting for Luo Ziling to make a choice, she let go of his arm and threw herself on his back.
Luo Ziling had no choice but to carry her on his back, and when he held Yang Qingyin's butt hard, he deliberately pinched her. When Yang Qingyin couldn't help but scream, he joked: "She seems to be heavier than before."
Now, have you gained weight?"
The most taboo thing for a woman is for others to call her fat, so Yang Qingyin immediately became angry, stretched out her hand and pinched Luo Ziling hard, then opened her mouth and bit Luo Ziling's neck, and then said bitterly: "You know how to bully me.
annoying!"
"If you make trouble again, believe it or not, I will throw you into the West Lake to swim?" Luo Ziling tilted his head and threatened, "You are a chicken woman, why do you like to bite people so much?"
“Do you think people born in the year of dog will bite?”
"Believe it or not, I will bite you?"
"Do not believe!"
"Bite it again when you go back. When you get to the hotel, bite it hard a few times," Luo Ziling said, giving Yang Qingyin a lewd smile.
Yang Qingyin suddenly blushed, and then said bitterly: "Rogue!"
She immediately thought of what happened last night, and felt aggrieved when she thought of the bleeding.
This guy actually didn't mention anything about what happened last night. Is it okay to be curious or say a few words to her in a comforting tone?
As if he knew what Yang Qingyin was thinking, Luo Ziling turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Did we become husband and wife last night?"
Yang Qingyin's face turned red again when she retreated slightly, and it was even redder than before. She opened her mouth and bit Luo Ziling again: "Don't talk about this, who is actually married to you?"
"When I fully recover, I will finish half of this as soon as possible to save you any regrets!" Luo Ziling looked serious.
"If you keep talking, I'll bite you again!"
Before Luo Ziling could reply, his cell phone rang. He freed up a hand and took it out, but it was a call from Ling Ruonan.
"Yang Yunlin has also gone to Hangzhou, maybe for your business. You should be careful!"
Ling Ruonan's words instantly ruined Luo Ziling's good mood. (To be continued)