Time is a mirror that reflects the past, the true heart, and the disguise
In autumn, the lake-circling plank road of Shudu Lake is completely dyed by the surrounding forests, and the lake water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the beautiful scenery on the shore, like an unfolding landscape painting.
An unexpected encounter at Shudu Lake
Xia Zhibao squatted by the side of Shudu Lake and stretched out her fingers. Just as the cold lake water covered her fingertips, there was a sound of footsteps behind her. It was neither light nor heavy. She got up to check. Before she could say anything, the person opposite said to her, "Long time no see."
Watching her leaving back, I suddenly remembered the golden pine needles floating in the water when she was squatting just now - just like those unfinished words five years ago, floating gently, and eventually being taken away by the current.
Seven years ago
It was full of vitality, the sun was just right, beads of sweat were embedded in my ears, my clothes were soaked with tears, the wind was humming with the chirping of cicadas, and the sky was blue and the clouds were light. That summer, clusters of delicate flowers on the roadside hugged the shade of the trees, and a boy on the roadside held a bag of ice cream in his hand to attract Zhihu's attention.
Later, Lu Anche tried to approach her
Lu Anche stood there, still holding the untouched ice powder in his hand, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was slightly lower than before: "You're welcome. After a pause, he added as if he mustered up the courage, "The osmanthus flavor of this restaurant is also very good. I will bring you to try it next time I have a chance." "
Xia Zhizao smiled and blinked his bright eyes and nodded quickly "Okay", holding the ice powder in his arms, he turned around and walked towards the experimental building where Xu Qinghe was, without looking back.
Lu Anche looked at her back and didn't look back until she disappeared around the corner. He lowered his head and took a bite of the ice powder. The sweetness of the brown sugar seemed to be even stronger than usual, mixed with the moistness of the cloudy sky, filling his heart.
She has a pair of eyes that can speak
In summer there is Zhiba, in winter there is Anche
Concept: The winding ancient alleys keep you and me evergreen
