Middle-aged uncle gave me a dog fur hat and wrapped a very thick scarf around my neck.
Is it warm? Is it warm? He asked me
I looked at him gratefully and thanked uncle for being warm, but how can I return your hat and scarf?
He rubbed his hands and laughed, but I can go to work first, then go to the East Gate to buy oil paintings, and I can also buy a new hat and scarf.
Then he got into the car with a smile and waved to me and left.
What a simple uncle
I watched him leave until the car was out of sight before I walked to the mountain.
It’s really cold. It must be late autumn. The grass on the roadside has turned golden.
Uncle sent me to the back door to climb the mountain, walk through the winding wooden corridors, cross the clear and bright ditches, and then walk through the thatched cottage to get back to the vegetable garden.
I wrapped my scarf around my neck and walked along the steep mountain road. Some golden weeds were very tall, so I stretched out my hand and stroked them forward.
The breath in the mountains is really fresh. Even people who are sad in this season will feel happy. A golden blade of grass is blowing in the cold wind and floating to me.
I reached out and held it by my nose, smelled it, and then let it float away in the wind, floating away, flying higher and higher.
Soon I crossed the top of the mountain.
Stepping through the beautiful ancient wooden corridor, I saw the clear ditch around the mid-mountain. Occasionally, a red leaf floated on the water, rising and falling, spinning away to the late autumn stream with wonderful rhythm. This is beautiful.
When we arrived at the cottage in the middle of the mountain, a red leaf fell from the big tree on the left
As soon as I raised my legs to cross the stream and saw this fallen leaf, I stopped and stared at it quietly for fear that everything I did would affect it.
My sight moves with it, bit by bit.
The red leaves are gorgeous, and every pulse is embossed to tell people the imprint of life. It floats left and right, and occasionally turns over. I dare not even stare at the atmosphere and slowly fall. I want to see it fall into the water perfectly and drift away in the crystal clear water.
Then my eyes moved to the middle of the mountain, and I stopped in the middle of the mountain and suddenly stepped on my foot. At this moment, someone crossed the stream and the red leaves fell on my scarf and stuck to my cheek.
In autumn, Shengmei looks like a blue star in a blue coat in the middle of the mountain.
I don’t know how beautiful she looks. Maybe that figure represents beauty, but it can be said that the stars shine and the night is as beautiful as it is now.
I walked up to her slowly and kept looking into her eyes.
It’s not like that, she’s not the same, and I’m not caught off guard by accident
Her eyes are still wait for a while’s furry lips look a little thin and have a pink pearl luster. It seems to be ischemic. There are more than a dozen ropes on the chest and a black Xiao Mu brand at the end of the necklace. This wooden sign reminds me of the black wooden order in the legendary swordsman.
I looked at her and she looked at me, too. I suddenly opened my hand and held her tightly in my arms before the fog came into her eyes.
My nose is sore and I think my voice is choking. I don’t know. I never knew you were by my side, miss San Mei.
She reached out her fist and struck me on the head. I saw some golden characters dancing in the air and echoing in my head. Where’s your hair, Mr. Fish? Why are you wearing such an ugly hat? Where’s your hair? Does Mr. Fish have no hair?
She took off my hat and scarf, touched my hair, and then hugged my petite body hard and burst into amazing power.
She pushed me vigorously and grabbed my chest clothes. She looked at me unblinkingly and looked at you, Mr. Fish. I almost forgot what you were like and how hard you worked. You were ugly and even uglier. You really took courage to look.
She put her head on my chest and put her hand around my waist. Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight.
I screamed, holy beauty, holy beauty, will you let me go? Let me look at you two steps away from you, or I will explode with happiness.
Mr. Fish, Mr. Fish, she whispered softly and looked down, but she could see long eyelashes covering her white jade face. Are you Mr. Fish? Yes, you are.
After a long time, she slowly let me go, stretched out her hand and put the black wooden order around my neck. Do you want to ask me something? I will tell you without reservation.
I shook my head. I won’t ask. I will never ask Shengmei. I want to be a fool. I don’t know anything. I just need to know that you are right in front of me. That’s enough.
Shengmei muttered, what a lazy man!
She touched the black wood on my chest and blinked, saying that sending it to you means that you don’t want to know anything. This sentence contains malicious taste.
I looked at her with trepidation.
She smiled smugly. How long will you guess? Mr. Fish, I hope you won’t guess too long.
The golden weeds in the west of the setting sun are dancing in the wind
Come home with me. Many people are waiting for you at home.
When the sun was about to set, the two men walked towards the mountain holding hands with each other.
Is it a promise?
Keep guessing