Chapter 10 Chapter nine

one When the Yangong Temple blockade took place, it was already the fifth year of the fall of Luo'an Prefecture in February of the lunar calendar. This is the season of flamboyance.A new situation emerged in the Second World War. In the Pacific War, the Japanese army suffered repeated setbacks, the Soviet army occupied Berlin, and the German army announced an unconditional surrender.Against this background, the South Central and Southern Chiefs repeatedly called various units operating in enemy-occupied areas or behind enemy lines, looking for fighters, and engaged in several influential battles with the Japanese army, providing a basis for public opinion and propaganda.

The Yangong Temple blockade was originally organized by Yang Tinghui.Yang Tinghui received information that the Nakamura Regiment of the Japanese Army planned to "sweep" the Yangong Temple, Jiepaishi, Xianghongdian, and Yingjiachang areas in the Aotu Mountain area in the middle of this month. Yang Tinghui then sent someone to contact Liu Hanying and asked for cooperation in combat. The enemy's situation was clear, and the Eighth Route Army took the initiative to take on the heavy burden. Liu Hanying felt that it was a bit unreasonable for him not to participate in this battle, so he chose the left road to lay an ambush at Yangong Temple.

Liu Hanying had shrewd considerations for choosing the left instead of the right.According to the intelligence he got from another line, most of the enemies on the left were the Second Devils "Imperial Association Army", which was naturally much easier to deal with than the Japanese Devils. When deploying troops, Chief of Staff Zuo Wenlu placed the New 79th Regiment, which had just been formed less than three months ago, in the Paifangdian, while Zhang Jiayu’s 24th and 6th Regiment, which had a complete organizational system, was placed in Saiyan, northeast of Yangong Temple. Shiji.

At the battle meeting, Shi Yunbiao lay down in front of the battle map and pondered for half an hour. When he raised his head again, his one-eyed eye became a little more gloomy.Shi Yunbiao stood up slowly and said: "Traveler, I think the terrain in this area is gentle and sparsely forested, easy to attack and difficult to defend. The defensive front is so wide, and the defensive force is sparse and weak. The Japanese army has thousands of troops, plus the puppet troops. With nearly 10,000 troops, we are unable to fight a large ambush, and a small ambush is nowhere near itching. I mean, it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers. Can we discuss with Mr. Yang Tinghui again to change this way of fighting each other and concentrate our troops? He and Yang's forces, most of them pressed against the sky in the south tower, attacked the Sasaki Battalion on the right side of the Japanese army, and tried to wipe it out."

Before Liu Hanying could say anything, Zuo Wenlu took over the conversation, smiled unnaturally and said, "Tuan Commander Shi's idea is indeed superior, but the problem is that Mr. Yang Tinghui may not listen to your command. The brigade commander and the deputy That's what the brigade commander means, everyone is responsible, it's better to be clear about the calculations." Shi Yunbiao still murmured in his heart.This is the first time that the New 79th Regiment has participated in the battle since its expansion, which means that the combat life of the New 79th Regiment has begun since then.Whether this battle can be played well will determine the level of the team's start, and to a certain extent, the spirit of a team is doomed.

Shi Yunbiao went over Zuo Wenlu's battle plan from the outside to the inside. Judging from the momentum and terrain of the enemy coming here, the Paifangdian area may be the first to enter the battle. Once the pocket is tied, it is the only way to escape the enemy. It is very likely to become the main battlefield of the blocking war. It is reasonable to send elite troops to defend .My own child knows how many punches he has. His new 79th regiment has only six combat companies. In addition to the old base of the original 79th brigade, two-thirds of the soldiers are newly recruited. Although they practice non-stop day and night, but After all, lack of actual combat experience.And Zhang Jiayu's 246th Regiment is Liu Hanying's housekeeping force. Most of the officers are Liu Hanying's old subordinates. The firepower is also very capable. It can be said that the troops are strong and strong, and they should be the main force of the battle. line.The terrain of Saishiji is very steep, like a barrier rising abruptly from the plain, with Pingchuan in the front and Pingchuan in the back, with a wide range of shooting and a wide view, which is convenient for attacking and retreating.Shi Yunbiao, who is familiar with the art of war and well versed in the advantages and disadvantages of terrain, naturally cannot fail to see the bias of this layout.

Despite righteous indignation, Shi Yunbiao went all out to prepare for the blocking war. The facts that appeared shortly thereafter proved that Shi Yunbiao's estimation of the enemy's situation and the battlefield situation was basically correct.After the battle started, Shi Yunbiao led his troops to encircle the front line about one kilometer from Paifangdian to Zhuanggang.Just as Shi Yunbiao himself expected, the wider the defense front, the weaker the defense.The Yoshino Battalion of the Japanese Army supervised more than 800 puppet troops and launched six rounds of assaults on Shi Yunbiao's defense line in an attempt to escape.More than half of the troops of the 79th regiment suffered casualties, and one-third of the officers below the company.

Shi Yunbiao asked the special agent company of the regiment headquarters to set up a machine gun behind the position, announcing—"Everyone in the position, including Shi Yunbiao himself, can only move forward and cannot retreat. Anyone who retreats beyond the white line will be killed." Standing at the height of the position, he shouted: "Brothers, the Japanese devils are in front, the second devils are behind, the cliff is on the left, and the Pi River is on the right. There is no retreat. Brothers look at me, if I If you don’t retreat, wherever you retreat will be a dead end.”

Since the regiment was like this, the battalion and company commanders naturally did not dare to be ambiguous, and they all prepared to explain the funeral and prepared to sacrifice their heads in front of the battle. Due to the tension on the front line, Chen Mohan, who has already served as the acting company commander for the second time at this time, offered advice to Shi Yunbiao and was approved to command a platoon to pretend to be defeated, tear a gap, and lure the enemy deep into the first-line Tianyukou. Together, they will penetrate deep into Liu Hanying. The Yoshino brigade with a deep defense zone was divided and surrounded by dozens of inconvenient mountains and ravines. A guerrilla warfare combined with mobile warfare severely damaged the Yoshino brigade, and Yoshino himself was hit by stray bullets.Only by attacking, assisting and defending in this way has the 79th regiment stabilized its position across the board.

Chapter nine two There is also a special unit participating in the Yangong Temple blocking battle, which is Gao Qiujiang's field women's service team. Originally, in this blocking battle, the field women's service team had no direct combat missions.But Gao Qiujiang showed a very strange enthusiasm, volunteered to Liu Hanying, and led 24 team members to the archway shop to rush to transport the wounded of the 79th regiment. Unfortunately, he encountered more than a dozen devils and two devils on the way.This group of people had just come off the line of fire, and they were in such a hurry that they lost their way. When they saw Gao Qiujiang and others wearing the uniforms of the Kuomintang army, they formed a battle formation with a clatter.

Fortunately, Gao Qiujiang had gone through the formation and had some experience in fighting, so he hurriedly ordered the personnel to disperse and seize the favorable terrain. Before the position was stabilized, the Japanese army opened fire. Han Qiuyun was lying behind Gao Qiujiang, because she was very diligent, not stupid, and her appearance was very fond of Gao Qiujiang, so she quickly became the deputy of the team.Right now, Team Deputy Han watched Gao Qiujiang shoot left and right, his ears tingling and his heart beating wildly, as if he was still a little novel and excited.Of course, fear is still the main thing. Gao Qiujiang shouted while beating: "Han Qiuyun, are you dead? You shoot when you shouldn't shoot, and you don't shoot when you should shoot. What's the matter with your mother? Are you collaborating with the enemy?" Han Qiuyun himself felt quite ashamed.That time when he saw Liang Daya in his dream, he actually pulled the trigger and almost broke one of his toes, as if he was extremely brave.But this time it was really his turn, but his finger was as hard as an iron rod, no matter what he couldn't control it.Han Qiuyun was about to burst into tears, and yelled in a crying voice: "Captain Gao, my hands are shaking, I can't hit it right." Gao Qiujiang said: "Call me if you're not sure, just put it in the crowd." Han Qiuyun swayed from side to side and looked at the two sides. The other female soldiers also had miserable faces, and they fired their guns indiscriminately. Of course, their posture did not look like fighting, but it was just a bluff. Gao Qiujiang shouted again: "Yuan Guihua, hit me under the apricot tree behind the gable, it's a devil's head." Han Qiuyun didn't see the devil's head. At this time, she aimed at a man wearing a big cap, who was squatting behind the stone ridge and shooting towards this side with a pistol. Holding the big gun in both hands, Han Qiuyun was not sure whether to aim at the man's head or the man's neck, and then she decided to aim at the man's chest.She was afraid that if she hit that person on the head, the skull would be blown off, and the brains would be sprayed everywhere, which was what she was most afraid of seeing.But he couldn't aim at the chest, his heart was beating violently, and his hands were trembling like jawbones for three or nine days.Afterwards, Han Qiuyun figured it out—don't worry about whether he can hit or not, first pick the fire and then talk.Ever since I met the Japanese devils, I haven't let go of a single shot. It's a bit unreasonable. If I go back alive, I might be scolded by Captain Gao.Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth to scratch the fire.After hooking the trigger with his finger, he closed his eyes, unable to open them even if he wanted to.With a heartbeat, he pulled the trigger and thought nothing of it, just waiting for the earth-shattering sound. But the evil door, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.Now my heart is even more frightened, why can't this gun fire?It keeps failing to ring, isn't Captain Gao going to scold him when he goes back?His hands trembled even more, and it took a long time to figure out that the second fire hadn't been turned on.After such a delay, the second devil who was targeted disappeared from the line of sight again.Han Qiuyun's heart felt relieved for a while, and he thought to himself, let him be spared, the aunt beat the Japanese, and she resisted the Japanese without adulteration.At this moment, Han Qiuyun suddenly remembered a swear word from an old team member: "My mother is a kiln sister who doesn't take off her pants-work for the Anti-Japanese War." Thinking of this, he was both happy and ashamed.The fire went just right, hitting a Japanese soldier with one shot. Gao Qiujiang saw it from the side, shouted hello, turned his head and praised: "Okay, Han Qiuyun played well!" Han Qiuyun was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses - oh my god, I shot, I killed someone. Really, really, literally, from a distance of dozens of steps, she saw with her own eyes the Japanese soldier who had just crawled out from behind the stone ridge, and wanted to run into the woods.As he ran, the bullet in her gun flew over and nailed into his fleshy body.The Japanese soldier seemed to have tripped over something, staggered a step, and then stood still, like a tree bent by the wind, suddenly Then it bounced back, raised his head straight up, facing the sky, and then fell down crookedly. After a long time, whenever Han Qiuyun told others about this matter, others would not believe it.How can you look so carefully at dozens of steps away?Han Qiuyun said: Is that true, even the eyebrows and eyes can be seen.It was a little soldier, probably about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a white face and water in his eye sockets, looking at me watery, without blinking, looking straight at me, but He went down without closing his eyes.I also saw his mouth, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something to me.What do you say?Maybe complaining that I shouldn't have shot... Chapter nine three In that battle, in fact, Han Qiuyun only fired one shot, and it still went off.After the fire escaped, she froze, as if a bug had crawled into her mind, burrowing around.She suddenly felt nauseous.Whether the dead Japanese soldier really turned his head and glanced at her, apart from her knowing, even God can't tell.She saw the piece of sky above Guizibing's head fell like a knife and floated in front of her eyes, a blood red rising and filling the air. There were still wisps of faint blue smoke rippling on the hillside, and the strong sulfur smell made her nose sore.Han Qiuyun lowered his head, and his gaze was stabbed.The empty bullet case had completed its mission, lying quietly in the grass next to her, reflecting the sun, shining yellow and golden light. Is he really dead? Han Qiuyun seemed to suddenly realize.It turned out that death was such a simple matter, much quicker and calmer than her hanging herself that time.Just at that moment, with an inexplicable tightening of her fingers, she nailed something to that childish Japanese soldier. He was still alive and kicking just now, and he could no longer babble and babble in the blink of an eye. up.Han Qiuyun suddenly felt that the Japanese soldier looked familiar, as white as a school boy he recognized.Suppose he is not a Japanese soldier?Then he is a scholar.The way he walks must be very nice and gentle.In the future he will grow very strong, and he will exude a hot manly smell.She thought that she had a fate with that Japanese soldier. They were strangers to each other and shouldn't have any hatred, but he came to China and came here with a 38 cover on his back, so he became her enemy. The hatred between her and him is the hatred between China and Japan, not the hatred between the two of them.If he is still in Japan, maybe he is still studying, maybe he is doing something that other scholars do, maybe there is a little girl with red flowers and green leaves waiting for him.In such fine weather, maybe they will sit by the grassy little river, listening to the gurgling water, and he will be with his little Japanese girl... The gunshots continued, like a clarion call for death, beating Han Qiuyun's nerves one after another, making her feel nauseous.The dead Japanese soldier had completely lost his ability to talk, laugh and dance, so he remained silent.Han Qiuyun seemed to see the slowly cooling corpse curling up and wriggling like a hibernating snake.Between a living person and a dead body, there is a bullet head, golden yellow and shaped like a kidney bean, which looks great in the sun.Han Qiuyun thought, if such a beautiful little thing was not fired with a gun, but eaten into the mouth and swallowed into the stomach, there must be no major problems. At that time, Han Qiuyun naturally did not understand such a truth - a beautiful little thing plus speed is equal to a bridge from life to death.However, at such a moment, Han Qiuyun seemed to understand another truth: the most disgusting thing in this world is the dead. Disgusting.Of course, disgusting is disgusting, and she also knew that if she hadn't shot the Japanese soldier, maybe the Japanese soldier would have shot her at some point and shot that beautiful golden kidney bean into her body .Most likely. Now, not only was she disgusted, but extreme fear flooded into her heart like a tide.She was terrified of that beautiful little thing as good as a golden kidney bean, and she thought she would rather let something else enter her, even if it was shame and pain.She didn't want to die, she had given up the idea of ​​hanging herself long ago. Gao Qiujiang's voice rang again.Gao Qiujiang's voice was already hoarse, and she shouted while shooting: "Sisters, save bullets and bring the devils closer." Han Qiuyun saw that Gao Qiujiang's eyes seemed to be stained with blood, so red that they turned black.Suddenly, her eyes were burned, and she saw an arc of light flashed across a bush opposite, as if a ball of fire was rushing towards this side.At this time she remembered her duty, and she felt guilty for her cranky thinking.She raised her pistol, trying to focus her sights on a Japanese soldier, and she seemed to see that Japanese soldier also pointing his gun at her. A serious problem was immediately faced - either kill the Japanese soldier, or let the Japanese soldier kill himself.At this moment, she involuntarily forgot everything, and raised the gun without hesitation—she decided to kill the Japanese soldier and leave herself in the world.However, as soon as the finger touched the trigger, there was a foul blood on the chest, and the firing finger became stiff, and I wanted to vomit again.Before she could vomit it out, an unexpected thing happened——she heard a muffled sound first, and then she saw a blaze of splendor, red, gray, and white branches flying all over the sky, accompanied by hot waves of blood Come on.The sound of the wind brushed past my ears, like howling in the woods, eerie and powerful.Amidst the overwhelming roar, her chest was hit hard, and at the same time, a wet object fell from her arms with a bang. Han Qiuyun suspected that his ribs had been broken, and it took him a long time to open his eyes to look at the object. After only one glance, he let out a scream and passed out. Chapter nine Four Han Qiuyun woke up on the fourth day after evacuating from the Yangong Temple battlefield, but the Han Qiuyun who woke up was no longer the original Han Qiuyun. Even if he was awake, he was still in a dream. In this gloomy afternoon, Han Qiuyun still went his own way and immersed himself in his own world, and returned to Lanqiaoport like flying through the clouds and fog. In the past, Lanqiaobu used to be an old-style commercial port with a population of more than 1,000 people. Although it was surrounded by mountains on three sides, there was a Erdao River with a width of more than 30 feet passing by the east of the town, which not only embellished this remote market town It produced a piece of beautiful water, and also brought salt, cloth and matches to the people of Lanqiaoport, and rich people often used foreign soap.In a good harvest year, on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, the leading figures in the town will invite a troupe from the city to put on a big show or two at the dam on the east side of the street.At this time, it is the children's festival. In Han Qiuyun’s childhood, everything outside the mountain was far away and wonderful. For example, the Mobil lanterns used by the big theater troupe from the city were bright and dazzling, just like the sun coming out of the mountain at night. Moths and locusts in a radius of tens of miles were attracted, flying overhead like a black cloud.There is also the silk and satin worn by those who perform in the big drama, in Meifu The glittering lights under the lights, full of gold and color, also fascinate the boys and girls in Lanqiaobu infinitely.Some years ago, when a big troupe was invited to sing Huangmei Opera, Han Qiuyun couldn't understand it well. On the stage, either men were crying or women were crying, and sometimes he passed out while crying and singing.Most of the roles played by actresses are good guys, and most of them are too close to men but too good to end.Most of the men in the drama are also good people. They don't know how to do things that are sorry for the woman, making the woman sad and sad, crying and singing so sad that it makes people feel distressed.Sometimes until the stage was demolished and the troupe left for several days, the mournful libretto was still floating in the sky of Lanqiaobu. Not all the people living in the town are handicraftsmen and traders, most of them also want to go to the fields to farm, and sometimes there will be bursts of yellow plum tunes in the fields, "While drifting to the end of the world with the autumn wind, wherever you are, you are home" .Naturally, the people from Lanqiaobu can't sing as well as other opera troupes. For two years, Henan Bangzi was invited, which is different from Huangmei Opera.The performers of Bangzi Opera seem to be much more energetic than those of Huangmei Opera. They walk vigorously on the stage, regardless of men or women, and they sing out their voices, high-pitched and agitated, and sometimes they can pull up their sharp high notes to the sky.Pulled to the highest point, not in a hurry to fall down, but ah heh hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey He fell down section by section, and the tone turned left and right very tastefully.And fight a lot.Most of the female opera singers in Bangzi opera play the role of Hua Mulan, Mu Guiying and Fanlihua. They either hold a three-foot long sword with a cold light like ice, or hold a Fang Tian painted halberd with fluttering red tassels. Majestic and heroic.Once the fight starts, it will be even more lively. Just listen to the sound of gongs and drums, and the beautiful clouds move all over the stage. People are dazzled. The big drama at Lanqiaobu is indeed Han Qiuyun's favorite place in his dreams. This is Han Qiuyun's sober recollection of his hometown and childhood after sleeping for many days.Since the encounter in Yangong Temple, this moment of sobriety has become particularly precious to her.When he is awake, the first thing that occupies Han Qiuyun's wish is to go back to Lanqiaoport when he was a child, and watch a big show happily.Then, that early summer It's afternoon. What an unforgettable time it was. Chapter nine Fives Strictly speaking, Han Qiuyun was not injured, but a piece of skin was cut on his forehead, which could be cured by applying some alcohol or gentian violet lotion without stitches.It was an arm that caused her to sleep and babble so often—not the water-snake arm she had seen in the mulberry woods at Old Reach.The arm at the waist of the water snake rolled like a bamboo shoot on He Laizi's spine, and the white flesh was filled with a strange force. After several years of rubbing, in Han Qiuyun's eyes, the rolling arm at the waist of the water snake has gradually lost some of the filth, and it has given birth to some vigorous seductiveness. They are all like wild dances, which can make people have some wild ideas in their hearts.Whenever Han Qiuyun sees that arm again from his memory, he will feel horrified that there is a rush of hot blood in his body, which makes his ears warm and his heart beating, and his legs are weak from the heat, as if there is something Spray from the inside out.Of course, after entering such a situation, Han Qiuyun became unconscious again, and when he was sober, he still blushed, panicked with embarrassment, and scolded himself for being shameless. The sobriety was short-lived, because shortly thereafter she would see the other arm, and that would throw her back into unconsciousness. What kind of arm is that?That arm was peeled off from Yuan Guihua's right shoulder by the shell skin of the Japanese devils. It was blasted into the air by the gunpowder. After tumbling a dozen times in the air, it turned a corner and smashed into Han Qiuyun's body impartially. arms.When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the shrunken flesh and the bone stubble protruding from the flesh, which was as white as an inch long.Before she could cry out, she was hit by an even more frightening fact—the hand of death that had left Yuan Guihua's shoulder seemed to have the last bit of strength left, and the five bloody fingers unexpectedly snapped in an instant. She drew back suddenly and tightly grabbed Han Qiuyun's neck. She only had time to scream and then fell unconscious... Later, it was the one-eyed regiment leader named Shi Yunbiao who came up with the troops and rescued the field women's service team with punches and kicks. On the way to the ambulance, Han Qiuyun once had a brief sobriety. At that time, her first reaction was to yell and throw out desperately, grabbing something and throwing it away. In fact, she was throwing something in her arms. That arm, until later she knew that it was no longer Yuan Guihua's arm but a doctor's arm, it was the arm of George Feng, a doctor who returned from Canada to fight the war, but she still flung it out unrelentingly and desperately.She doesn't know where Canada is, and she doesn't know who George Feng is, she's just an arm of terror. Arms, arms!That arm will be with her for the rest of her life, and she will never be able to get rid of that arm in this life. Chapter nine six One year later, it seemed as if a lifetime had passed, and since then, Han Qiuyun lived in a wonderful realm.Occasionally, she can see a field in spring, with warblers flying and grass growing, and bright yellow rapeseed flowers blooming endlessly, a round of silver-plate-like sun shining warmly on her head, and bees and butterflies humming in her ears Here, there is a small river that is fragrant and sparkling. In the crystal clear water, there are witty and playful yellow carp fish shaking their heads and tails, reed leaves with rolling water droplets and reed catkins flying like velvet, and a man sitting on a single-plank bridge. Dark-eyed teen doing blowjob.The young man's pipe flute was playing melodiously, as if floating over from a very far, far-away sky, and the birds and swallows were all silent, the song seemed to be sung by herself, and the song seemed to be going on for a long, long time She knew how to sing before, and that song was like the only wealth she had in this world... Now, dreams and memories are supporting Han Qiuyun's drowsy days, and among all the dreams and memories, the one that manifests the most times is of course the first love between the scholar named Chen Kexun and the unforgettable girl.Whenever she entered such a situation, Han Qiuyun's face would flush with a rosy blush, and sometimes she would mutter to herself, saying something that only she could understand. On a starry night, Han Qiuyun returned to Lanqiaoport and walked into the summer hidden deep in her memory.Through the hot summer wind soaked in the dappled sunlight, she saw a little girl with a one-horned braid.It was a rural, healthy and beautiful girl.Nizi giggled, her crunchy voice exuded the fragrance of young bamboo, trembling in the woods of Laohewan.Xiao Nizi ran wildly in the woods, dancing happily with her one-horned pigtails swinging back and forth, like a black silk yarn fluttering in the wind.Nizi ran with a fresh red face, with a transparent luster like ripe peaches. Behind Nizi, she saw Chen Kexun dancing the flute.Chen Kexun returned to Lanqiaoport during the summer vacation. At that time, the Han family's family business had already been ruined. She dropped out of school and lived in her cousin's house. Her rough work made calluses half an inch thick on her hands.Chen Kexun found out that she was going to pick mulberry leaves in Laohewan that day, so he followed without telling his family. It was so hot that day.A fifteen-year-old girl climbed onto a tall branch and scattered mulberry leaves all over the ground, teasing Chen Kexun, who was picking mulberry leaves, to run around.Tired and sweaty, Chen Kexun still smiled cheerfully, his silly appearance made her very happy.Then it rained.The rain was thick and dense, and lightning came in from the gaps in the leaves and bamboo branches. The forest was bright with snow, and the sky was full of chaos.The lightning went far away, the dull thunder rolled over, and the rattling sound made the water droplets on the branches burst into chaos, and the streams under the roots gathered more and more, converging into a thick stream of clear water. , Gradually spread over the instep to the ankle, and the two pairs of feet were washed white. "Second Young Master Chen, if you get sick from the rain, I will be guilty." Xiao Nizi said with a smile. Chen Kexun said: "It's not that expensive. Besides, I asked for my illness and it has nothing to do with you." Xiao Nizi said again: "You are the young master of Lanqiaobu, and I am a servant who picks mulberry leaves. Are you afraid that people will laugh at you when you are with me?" "This is beyond words. We are schoolmates, so I would like to be with you. When I was studying in Luo'an State, I still dreamed that we were together." Xiao Nizi blushed all of a sudden. "When I graduate and return to Lanqiaoport, I will marry you as my young mistress." Xiao Nizi immediately jumped up and shouted: "It's so ugly, you are not allowed to talk nonsense." After that, the rain stopped.On the dome of the sky in the west, there is a colorful rainbow bridge arched, and the sky on the top is washed clean by rain, showing a dust-free blue.From the mountains in the distance, milky white clouds rise up, curling up towards the end of the distant sky.The long and curved forest is like vines fished out of the water, facing a fireball in the west, flipping out a bright green halo.The accumulated rainwater leached from the leaves and flowed into the river along the grass trees at the bend of the river... "Chen Ershao, what are you looking at?" "I'm looking at you. I'm thinking, it would be great if Han Qiuyun could go to Luo'an Prefecture to study, then we can be together. There is a garden in the school yard, and we can go for a walk in the evening and sit in the pavilion , I play the flute, the third brother plays the huqin, Han Qiuyun, you sing..." Xiao Nizi didn't say a word.A cloud of bitter tears slowly welled up in Xiao Nizi's eyes... Then, Han Qiuyun woke up, touched the pillow, and there was a water stain.