Chapter 221 (1/2)
This is Nanshan. It is known for its beautiful scenery.
On a rare day of spring and sunshine, dozens of young children, dressed in Chinese costumes, with Kabuki, concubines and servants, walked out of the carriage.
Looking at the deep forest in front of us, a beautiful young man said: ”people are quiet with the mountain, a good place!”
He turned to a gorgeous young man walking on the right side and said with a smile, ”Su unexpectedly, I heard that you are determined to come here, so you have your sweetheart?”
Su unexpectedly a gentle smile, he looked up at that layer upon layer of forest, whispered: ”sweetheart?” Reading this, he smiled slowly and looked rather complicated.
At this time, a handsome young man whispered, ”let's go.”
He was obviously the leader of these people. As soon as they opened their mouth, they immediately calmed down and followed him up the mountain path.
While climbing the mountain, the young people talk about poetry and Taoism, which is quite elegant. Once in a while, a good word came out, and the Kabuki they accompanied raised their flute and played it out. The melodious music is floating in the forest.
When the music was leisurely and the laughter continued, a young man chanted loudly, ”all the lakes and mountains are gorgeous.” He had prepared a perfect poem, but he only recited such a poem. After reading it, he held his head high, faltered for a long time, sighed a long time, turned his head and asked, ”everyone, what's the next sentence?”
When he asked, several laughs came out at the same time.
And among these laughter, a tearful laugh is particularly harsh.
All the teenagers were stunned and turned away. In the mountain path on the left, a horse riding figure looms in the leaves.
The young man who recited the poem stared and shouted, ”which child is laughing here?”
As soon as the sound of the drink fell, a high voice of milk and milk came, ”heaven doesn't know the hero, our generation of Penghao is naive.”
When the young singing came, a white horse appeared in front of everyone.
At first, the teenagers were very dissatisfied with the man who laughed for no reason, with a little anger. At the moment, when I saw the child, my eyes were bright. Those Kabuki concubines even cheered. If the master hadn't moved, they would have rushed in.
In front of them was a child of three or four years old. The child's skin is white and tender, his eyes are clear, and his eyebrows and lips are very beautiful and lovely.
What's most amazing is that he has a pair of long slanted Phoenix eyes. When he turns to look forward to it, the wave is bright and charming.
Such a small child has a unique enchanting beauty. The most rare thing is that it's only when the beauty reaches the extreme. However, every move and look forward to it is extremely noble and calm. Moreover, it's definitely not a kind of female beauty when anyone sees it. No one will doubt his gender.
I met such a beautiful child here. As if the green mountains, because of his arrival, provoked some magnificent fantasy color.
When they saw dementia, the child cast a white eye discontentedly. But he was so cute that the girls couldn't help laughing.
Just then, the young man who recited the poem said with a smile, ”it's a child. You don't know poetry. What is it to bluff me with your adult poetry? ”
The child raised his chin and said, ”who says I don't know poetry? I made those two sentences myself. ”
In a voice of surprise, the child was chagrined. He touched the back of his head and murmured, ”my father said that the power that needs to be publicized is not great. How can I forget humility again?”
His voice was not small. Everyone was stunned, and they burst into laughter.
Sue had been staring at the child. Vaguely, he saw a familiar shadow on the child.
In the laughter of the crowd, he stepped forward, looked at the child with concern, and said softly, ”why do you ride here alone in this wilderness? Go back quickly. It's not good for your family to worry about it. ” After a pause, he couldn't help asking, ”who is your mother?”