We went to the cafeteria to have dinner together, then returned to the dormitory and took a shower. Seeing that it was still early and the sun had not completely set, Luo Ziling suddenly wanted to take a walk by Weiming Lake.
The impulse was instantaneous, and he didn't know why he suddenly wanted to go for a walk by Weiming Lake.
It should be a little bit of expectation that suddenly came out of nowhere.
Before dark, the Weiming Lake was still quiet and beautiful, but Luo Ziling did not enjoy the scenery like the last time he went out for a stroll. Instead, he walked quickly towards the lake, as if someone was waiting for him.
Before I reached the island in the middle of the lake, I heard the faint sound of flute.
Although the sound was intermittent, Luo Ziling could still tell that it was the sound of the flute, and the flute player was pretty good.
As soon as he heard the sound of the flute, Luo Ziling was as excited as if he had been beaten to death.
He followed the sound of the flute without hesitation.
Grandpa Luo Liansheng is a good flute player and a good flute player.
Luo Ziling also learned these skills from his grandfather, and his flute and flute skills are very good.
But what interests him now is not how good the flute player is, but where the flute player is.
On the way to find the sound, the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer, and the music became more and more melodious.
Luo Ziling also quickly figured out that the flute music played by this person was actually the famous song "Blue Jian Flowing Spring".
This song is based on the artistic conception described by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei in "Mountain Dwelling in the Twilight of Autumn". "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow over the rocks. The bamboos return to Huannu, and the lotus leaves
Get off the fishing boat and let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the king and grandson can stay here."
The artistic conception described in this famous Tang poem arouses many people's yearning, and it is expressed in the form of music, which has a unique charm.
The sound of the flute is long and lingering, as if it is conveying autumn whispers to others, joyful and slightly melancholy.
There was a pavilion beside the path. Luo Ziling was sure that the sound of chirping came from there, so he walked towards the pavilion without hesitation.
When he got close to the pavilion, he saw no one, which surprised Luo Ziling.
The sound of the flute had stopped, and there was no more sound. He suddenly lost his direction.
After hesitating for a moment, Luo Ziling walked through the pavilion and subconsciously walked along the grassland by the lake in the direction of the dense willow trees.
Walking past two willow trees, suddenly, a white shadow appeared in front of the jasmine flowers shaded by willow branches.
A tall woman wearing a long white dress with long hair hanging behind her, holding a long flute behind her, stood blankly between two willow trees, looking at the lake in ecstasy. When the wind blew, the girl danced
The hem of her skirt and her long hair draped over her shoulders were fluttering in the wind.
The floating glow on the lake in the faint night, the faint afterglow on the horizon, the shadowy place under the willow branches dancing in the wind, and the woman in white with her skirt flying in the air, everything is graceful and blurry, like a dream.
Luo Ziling's heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
It seemed that he heard movement or felt someone coming. When Luo Ziling stopped, the girl standing by the lake slowly turned her head. In an instant, their eyes met.
It turned out to be the girl in white whom I met accidentally that day.
The same dress, the same attire, still so graceful and beautiful, Luo Ziling was stunned again.
The girl also recognized Luo Ziling, smiled, and turned around.
"Attracted by the sound of your flute," Luo Ziling walked under the willow tree and stood next to the girl in white. He took a deep breath and smiled, "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
"It's a pity that there are no mountains and no moon here, and it never rains by the Weiming Lake, so it lacks a bit of artistic conception."
The girl in the clothes didn't say anything, she just looked at him quietly, still as graceful and gentle as before.
"Did it disturb your enjoyment?" Luo Ziling turned his head and looked at the beautiful girl, "If so, I will leave right away."
She still didn't speak, but looked at Luo Ziling with her beautiful big eyes, with a slight smile in her eyes, blooming like orchids.
So, Luo Ziling stopped talking and just looked at her sideways.
The blush on the girl's face became a little thicker. She lowered her head to avoid Luo Ziling's eyes, then raised her head and looked at Luo Ziling with a slight curl of the corner of her mouth. "I just learned this song, but I like the part in it very much."
Taste," she finally spoke.
She has a tall figure of at least 1.7 meters, with unusually delicate facial features, a swan-like long neck, and slender fingers. Luo Ziling used to think that the woman in the photo was beautiful, but now she feels that the woman in front of her is even better looking.
The woman in the photo always maintains that expression, far less agile than the girl in front of her.
Ouyang Feifei is also very beautiful. In terms of appearance, she is definitely not worse than the girl in front of her.
But Ouyang Feifei keeps a straight face and doesn't smile all day long, so her beauty is naturally compromised.
Women who love to laugh are the most beautiful, this is what Luo Ziling believes in her heart.
A beautiful woman's gentle smile can draw away the souls of many men - just like it did.
Luo Ziling felt that his heart was beating wildly, and the feeling of being speechless became even stronger.
"I also like this song very much," Luo Ziling took a deep breath and smiled happily, "I started learning this song when I was ten years old. My grandpa taught me. It can be said that this is my favorite ancient song.
song."
"Can I hear you play a piece of music?" the girl in white asked, tilting her head and smiling, revealing her teeth as white and as neat as scallops.
This smile made Luo Ziling's heart beat faster.
"I'll bring the flute tomorrow," Luo Ziling looked at the girl in white boldly, "come here. Are you... coming?"
The girl in white just smiled slightly, nodded lightly, and said nothing.
The two of them smiled and looked at each other for a while, neither of them moved their eyes.
A gust of cool wind blew, and the girl in white shivered slightly, and her brows wrinkled slightly.
"It's getting dark, let's go back," Luo Ziling pointed to the twilight surroundings, "On an autumn night, the dew is heavy, be careful to catch a cold."
Luo Ziling could tell that the girl was not in very good health and was a little weak. Her clothes were thin and she would easily catch cold if she stayed any longer.
"Well, I really feel a little cold," the girl finally looked away and lowered her eyes, "Then I'm leaving."
She was a little weak, and what she feared most was catching a cold, and she hadn't had dinner yet. Originally, she just wanted to play a piece of music by the lake before leaving, because this place is a place where many couples go on dates after dark. If Luo Ziling hadn't shown up, she would have already
Out of here.
Although she said this, she did not move. Instead, she looked at Luo Ziling with a smile, waiting for him to ask something.
He would definitely ask her something, and she firmly believed in this, just as she was determined that he would definitely come to her today.
There is no reason, I just feel that way.
If he asked, she would tell him--no matter what he asked, she would tell.
"Luo Ziling." Luo Ziling said his name with a smile and a few words.
"Yang Qingyin," the girl in white also said her name. After saying her name, she moved her steps.
He didn't ask for her phone number or other contact information, which made her a little regretful.
But after regretting it, I felt that it should be like this.
After taking two steps, she stopped again, turned back and smiled brightly at Luo Ziling.
The inclusive beauty in this smile cannot be described in words at all.
One smile can captivate a city, and another smile captivates a country. This beautiful saying passed down from ancient times was really written for her.
Seeing her smile as bright as a summer flower, Luo Ziling's heart beat fiercely again.