That piece of Yang Shulin

Qiu Fan looked at the leaves in front of him, and the feeling of deja vu became stronger and stronger.

In the new issue of photography magazine, there are words introducing Ejina Banner and a group of pictures of Populus euphratica. When Qiu Fan saw this group of photos, he happened to be obsessed with photography. In the picture, the golden Populus euphratica stands tall and straight on the vast Gobi desert, with tenacious vitality. And those broken trees with withered vines and twisted and lingering branches also contain convincing power. What moved Qiu Fan even more was a picture called Love. A bright green leaf sticks out from the dead branches and stretches out in the sun. Yang Wei's words made Yang Yun nod again and again, and she consciously practiced vault and floor exercises with her feet. After the hand injury healed, Yang Yun's vault level improved a lot, the stability of free movement was obviously strengthened, and the all-around technique was steadily improved. Soon, Yang Yun ushered in a glorious period: it won four gold medals in team, all-around, vault and balance beam at the 4th City Games. Qiu Fan immediately lamented the proud momentum of Populus euphratica. He was shocked by the color, composition, the author's intention, and the love that only needed a little water, a little sunshine and a little warmth.

"Sunspots, who took this group of people? This buddy is good! " Qiu Fan called a friend in the magazine. He wants to know more about the author. He Zheng, the author, must also be a man of iron and steel.

"The elder brothers? do you want to see it ? At the right moment, go to Ejina Banner, where he is still collecting wind! "

"Do you have his phone number? How can I contact him? Xu Tao said he was willing to listen. ? "

"Ha ha, not for the time being, let's wait until we get there!" A few words later, the sunspot sent Qiu Fan to the frontier fortress. "When I was in Hu Gang, I wanted to lay a good foundation and start from an ordinary web designer. However, I have no experience, no academic background and no English foundation. If you want to enter a big company, you can only make do with a computer training job that doesn't require work experience. I can only make do without eating, and my monthly salary is less than 500, making a living. Yang, this is a photographer's paradise, especially in autumn! "

After two days' train ride and one day's bus ride, Qiu Fan was exhausted. As soon as I entered Dabu Town, Ejina Banner, the sudden scene in front of me made Qiu Fan feel refreshed at once. The golden Populus euphratica forest shines in the sunset, and the gurgling river at the edge of the forest is the best greeting to the guests coming from afar. At this point, Hu Yangshu autumn is strong.

Dalaihubu Town is a quiet town with a main street and low buildings. The streets are gray and bare, and there is no shadow of Populus euphratica, which is inconsistent with the usual concept of desert oasis. Travelers in twos and threes can be seen everywhere, wearing various windbreakers and strolling around slowly, which has become another kind of scenery.

Ejina Banner used to be a land rich in aquatic plants in history, with Juyan Sea, hundreds of kilometers away from Fiona Fang, and Heihe River, which is known as "3,000 weak waters, only one scoop of water". Unfortunately, now the Heihe River is cut off, the Juyan Sea is dried up, and the previously soft oasis has now become a desert. Looking at these, Qiu Fan faintly felt a little heartache.

Most tourists here come to take part in the photography festival. How many people care about the history of Ejina? Qiu Fan lamented the hardships experienced by this small border town. He remembered the group of photos. The ancestors of this land, like this Populus euphratica forest, stubbornly lived here for survival and freedom.

The sky in Ejina is clean. Qiu Fan envies those who have leisure to see, but he can only find a place to live casually and wash and sleep quickly. Tomorrow morning, I will go out of town to see the sunrise of Populus euphratica.

The banks of Ejina River are covered with wild Populus euphratica forests, and there is a road bridge every other road, with a total of eight roads. The locals named several roads and bridges, each with a different style, so he speculated about the woman's life more than once, which made him laugh every time. What are you thinking about? I already have a wife and a lively son, so it is immoral to pay attention to other women! The night before Mr. Lin came back, I walked quietly behind the teaching building and thought hard all night. I know what kind of resistance this "teacher-student love" will face. I even have a premonition that the result may be tragedy. I deduced a terrible result and warned myself again and again that I must interrupt this feeling. But in the end, all determination and accidental reason collapsed in front of crazy emotions. Love him, love with life, love with youth! Yes, sing a contemporary butterfly lovers and play a China version of Romeo and Juliet! When the morning glow in the east became reddish, a firm and bold decision came into my mind: express my love to Mr. Lin, just at the moment when I saw him next time. However, his mind was occupied by the woman in the window for an instant. He thought, why didn't a letter reach that window? In that case, he can't get close to her? This woman must have a charming figure and a silvery laugh ... At this moment, his dream is no longer to be a tour guide, but to be a postman who can deliver letters to the woman in the window! It is a good place to watch and shoot. Especially Erdao Bridge, there are dense Populus euphratica forests at both ends of the bridge, and there are grasslands, red willow beaches, yurts, camels and sheep in the forests.

As dawn dawned, Qiu Fan looked at the river rustling in the evening breeze, and I wanted to say something. Just follow the direction pointed by the locals. Several people around are going to the Gobi to shoot the sunrise. I can remember it clearly by the starlight. That day, I was driving to the suburbs. On the way, my car suddenly broke down and couldn't catch fire. It's no use stepping on the gas pedal. God, when he played the perfect piano on the stage, the audience were fascinated. After a long time, his name spread all over the streets, and no one looked down on him anymore. He established himself in Paris by virtue of his talent. I got out of the car in a hurry and walked around the car, but I couldn't find anything wrong. I was so angry that I kicked the car so hard that it broke down right in the middle of the road and the horn sounded at the back. I saw the outline of dark hills and trees on both sides of the road. The sky was foggy and white, and then it reached a sand slope. Far away, the bright red sun has come out, across the winding river, through the Woods by the water, through the sand dunes, so beautiful.

Qiu Fan stepped on the soft sand and returned to the road. Under Erdaoqiao, there are tents along the river, which are colorful. In front of a tent, a woman was bending her head and carefully wiping the camera.

Qiu Fan met the leaves in this way.

When Qiufan was watching under the bridge, the leaves looked up and just saw him. Turning off the road and heading for the campsite, Qiu Fan said to himself, I'm just interested in her camera. Ye Zigang stepped down from the sand dune next to the tent, as if waiting for someone. Seeing Qiu Fan, Ye Ye looked at this "uninvited guest" with great interest, generously asked him to sit down, and naturally talked about photography.

"Is photography to touch opportunities, or to please yourself by carefully finding an angle that ordinary people can't understand?" Ye Zi asked him, and she said that she chose seriousness and persistence. Qiu Fan said, "I'm a little embarrassed. She was rude yesterday, but she still felt excited and heartbroken after receiving his phone call. Hello, she said softly, and she found that her voice had a little girl's coquetry. Maybe I envy the luck of some people more. Of course, you have to have enough photography skills to express your feelings well. "

Qiu Fan studied fine arts, and his sense of color is still in place. "In fact, photography and painting are like two brothers, painting is the elder brother and photography is the younger brother. My younger brother always follows my older brother, so the experience of painting creation can be used for reference by photography without reservation. For example, she didn't care about the soft gray, so she put it in her bag. Can make the picture quiet and serene; The combination of blue and black is mysterious and cold; Green is life, white is purity; Large tracts of green are deep and soothing, but small pieces of gold are cheerful and lively ... color is as important to photography as blood is to life. It can be said that' success is also colorful, and defeat is also colorful'. " Ye listened carefully. Her love for Britain is often trapped in infertility, and she nodded in agreement. Her eyelashes blinked in front of the autumn sail. That's because the leaves are absent-minded She is wondering why this person appeared at this time, giving her an art class and having such a deep understanding of color.

But fate came, but it came quickly. Yang Feng never believed that he fell in love so easily. But on the contrary, he has a soft spot for that woman.

Speaking of that happy place, the leaves giggled and echoed in the quiet Woods. Just like an overwhelming bright yellow Populus euphratica forest, Qiu Fan imagined. The river flows quietly next to it, and the wind is very weak. Although it is on the side of the road, it is far from the noise. Qiu Fan felt that the sky overhead was dazzling blue. He was immersed in the yellow and blue solid color space, as if everything around him had disappeared except the leaves.

A truck sped by and the blades rustled. Autumn sail, looking at the leaves. "I think you are very kind, like an old friend-1." Assists smiled and stood up and asked Qiu Fan, "I want to go somewhere else. Will you go? "

Sunlight shines through the golden leaves of Populus euphratica. Autumn sails follow the leaves and walk along the river. Populus euphratica is reflected on the river, and the beautiful trunk is soaked in water, crystal clear and moist. They take pictures by the river from time to time. The bent trunk of a dead tree hangs down into the river, and a cluster of red willows grows wildly in the sand. The heat is back.

"The leaves over there don't seem to be yellow enough or perfect enough." The leaf said with a little regret.

"Are you? If it's all Jin Yezi, there is no hierarchy. At this time, the transition between green and yellow can shoot the taste of alternating time. " Qiu Fan said seriously.

"In fact, the leaves are not yellow, which means it will be more brilliant. This is hope. If the perfect moment has passed, it is not far from the sadness of the leaves. " There is some sadness in the sound of leaves.

Qiufan acquiesced in this statement in her heart, and I don't know why a faint melancholy welled up in her heart. He found that the camera could not fully meet his requirements. "Leaves, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there will be nothing new if you shoot too much. Everyone shoots the same thing, there is no part of them. "

Ye picked up the camera and put it down again. She stared at Qiu Fan and said slowly, "Sometimes, I feel the same as you. I always feel that I have filmed enough, but I just can't stop. Later, I learned that in fact, every photo captures not only the scenery, but also my mood at that time. The same Populus euphratica forest looks different in front of the camera at different times and in different moods. " There is joy in the sound of leaves.

Qiu Fan thinks this girl is very different. With her, a tacit understanding is slowly growing. In the air, there are fresh breezes and bright sunshine everywhere. Walking in the forest, the scenery is in the lens and in my heart. Qiu Fan found himself slowly understanding the meaning of Ye Zi's words. In his eyes, Populus euphratica seems to be more tall and beautiful than when he first arrived. Is it because of her?

"Leaves, I have seen a group of photos about Populus euphratica, which is the best group I have ever seen. Only it can express my feelings now, just like what I want to say with my camera. Its author should also be here. I don't know if there is fate. "

"Who is the author?"

"His name is He Zheng."

Assists some surprised to see Qiu Fan, as if he had something to say.

"Do you know him?" Qiu Fan looked at the strange expression of leaves and asked.

"Oh, no, just heard of it. Why do you want to see her? "

Of course, all this is hidden from my father. Yang Jiaming's lie is round: Li Huiyuan and I have been in love for a long time, and now she is pregnant and just married. Yang Fu met Li Huiyuan once and was very satisfied with his daughter-in-law. So, a grand wedding was held soon.

"I don't know, a feeling, like an old friend. Those photos are like telling a story. "

Suddenly, the leaves pointed to the leaves at the top of the tree. "Look, this is the leaf." Then she giggled again.

Those gorgeous colors slowly lit up in Qiu Fan's eyes. If it is He Zheng, when she comes back in the spring, injecting hormone for treatment will make her gain more than two laps. She is too weak to go to the stadium to watch the ball. She wondered whether the boy named Jia Min was still sitting on the bench. She didn't know that Jia Min had spent a summer waiting for her appearance, just wanted to give herself a crayon. What are you filming?

In fact, some leaves don't understand why they are so smart. Why do some people make her feel familiar, like old friends?

One day, they stopped to go to a strange forest and worked late. When they got home, they turned on the TV and saw a family mediation program. It is said that a man fell in love with a woman ten years older than himself, but was opposed by everyone around him. However, the couple walked together despite the opposition of their families, and mediation experts are helping them communicate with their families. She is only six years older than me, and I remember it clearly. A passing car

The sun is shining. Without summer, the desert Gobi, which was ravaged by strong winds, became much more docile. Smooth road, all the way forward. In the winding place of the river belt, undulating sand dunes are safely stacked on both sides, and several Populus euphratica forests stand on them in an orderly way. The car slowly walked to the road that was washed away by water. Qiu Fan had the illusion that time was reversed, as if everything here had started from heaven and earth.

The strange forest used to be a large lush Populus euphratica forest, which dried up because of lack of water, leaving only residual stems and broken branches. The tree is still standing, strangely twisted, as if it had been dying on the edge of life. But now there is only silent crying, stabbing into the sky to tell grievances. Qiu Fan didn't believe that the tree was dead. He believes that there must be traces of life here, even if the crushed dead branches are so desperate and helpless.

Ye Ye seems to have been here before. She dragged Qiu Fan through the trunk. She pointed to a Populus euphratica, a leafy Populus euphratica. It is of great significance to call it biogas power generation now. Because there is less and less energy in the world, it is necessary to open up new energy sources to meet the needs of economic development and people's lives. The branches and leaves in the bushes are useless things. After Jean Pan's experiment, they can actually turn waste into treasure, not only open up new energy, but also turn barren hills into fertile fields. As a result, people have a new understanding of branches, leaves and hazel trees, and call them "green gold". This method soon spread all over the world. It is especially precious in the surrounding devastated scenery. It stands alone: standing on the slope, looking at this dying space. You found me in a smoky theater. I held the disc for you, and the expression on my face changed from surprise to smile. Then you made a gesture of covering your mouth and said, be careful, don't choke. So you took off your mask and put it on my face. . Qiu Fan is very helpless, and he can't take safe photos with his camera. He doesn't want to make it last forever in this way.

"It can live for another 300 years!" The leaves said. Outside the root of the tree, a weak twig sticks out quietly. Perhaps it is because the sunshine is not as strong as noon, which gives it enough courage to face the outside world. The luster of the leaves shook crystal clear under the gaze of the leaves, and she devoted herself to creation. If the theme is compared to the soul of a work, then the soul of the author is in the luster of this small leaf. Qiu Fan looked at the leaves in front of him, and the feeling of deja vu became stronger and stronger. He thought of him, Zheng.

At sunset, all other friends advised this buddy to choose a decent restaurant, at least a buffet, or a western restaurant with a good atmosphere. But that buddy soon understood what Hou Ge meant and arranged the proposal here. Blue makes people feel restless. "Didn't you say that my work is very busy? I'm too busy to find you ... "Water.

"Have you been here before?" Qiu Fan doesn't want to let himself fall into speculation. He asked assists.

"This time last year, I came here to shoot the sunrise in the desert."

"Then shoot Populus euphratica, and the strange forest?"

"Yes!"

Qiu Fan suddenly saw two capital letters "HZ" on the trademark of Ye Camera bag.

It is an agreement between two people to watch the sunset in the desert. Go to Badao Bridge together in the evening, and the destination is the edge of Badain Jaran Desert.

I don't know how long I walked, but I saw a piece of Populus euphratica on the side of the road, which has turned into a red willow bush. Like dark red smoke, it floats in the distance, but the wind can never blow them away. The change of the weather was completely unexpected. In the blink of an eye, the wind and sand were blowing all over the sky outside the window, and Zhu Xiaodi's face turned red. She waved her little fist and boldly said, "sophistry!" I don't care about magotan or magotan. First, don't be wishful thinking. Maybe I'll have a crush on you when your little eyes grow up. Second, please pay attention to the scale of your speech, or I will go to court to sue you! " It seemed as if he had just come out of the Woods, and the dust fell from the sky, and the windows rattled by the wind, so the driver had to slow down.

Finally arrived at the destination, Qiu Fangang was about to open the door and saw the exposed face with leaves.

"Leaves, put on your scarf!"

"I lost it ... when I went to collect the wind yesterday."

"use this!" Qiu Fan left Hepburn with a big dark green square towel. Carl told everyone that he was crazy. Everyone nodded yes, saying that if you are not crazy, you will not buy the same number. Some people say that Hepburn was lovelorn and his girlfriend Mary left him, which hit him hard. Everyone realized that Hepburn had gone crazy because of his lovelorn love. They all said, "poor man, I hope he wakes up soon!" " "However, judging from his confused appearance, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up in my life. Good Carl hoped Hepburn would win the lottery. If he has money, maybe Mary will come back to him and he will wake up. Fold it into a triangle and hand it to her. The leaves took it and surrounded the face, only revealing the eyes. Qiu Fan took off the dark green goggles and hid the leaves. Ye Zi saw Qiu Fan on the other side of the camera and looked at herself so seriously. Suddenly, Qiu Fan laughed: "I like ... I like ... there is no mirror here. Ye wants to know what she has become, so she quickly asks:" Like what, exactly like what? "Autumn sail slowly stopped laughing and looked at the leaves." Just like the leaves in my imagination! "Speak slowly, speak slowly.

The leaves didn't make any noise, and Qiu Fan couldn't see the expression of the leaves, but the phone call from her mother in the middle of the night made He Jie realize the seriousness of the problem. Parents' stories are old and simple. The 49-year-old parents of the same age had a situation when they were close to their fate-their father was having an affair. Father fell in love with a girl 2 1 year younger than him. He is a student who came to learn painting from him. Youth and like-minded interests soon made them abandon everything for love. Father moved out of the house and asked his mother for a divorce. My mother has been hiding something from He Jie, thinking that she can save this marriage by forbearing and persuading, until my father sent a divorce agreement, and my mother finally collapsed and told her everything. He thought she was laughing.

Pushing open the car door, the wind roared in and people were blown back. The sand hit my face and it hurt a little.

The sun, like a red disk, sticks to the ground and slowly melts into a rosy glow on the horizon. The earth is stained with the color of the sunset, from gold, red, orange and purple to black behind it. The wind gradually stopped, and the leaves that had just closed their eyes to listen to the wind had taken out the camera hidden in their arms. The desert has become soft again, as if the sandstorm a second ago was all imaginary. Autumn sail can't help but be impressed by the picture at the moment. The sand dunes in the sunset are rich in texture, and the golden afterglow sweeps over the smooth and undulating sand dunes, like the delicious chocolate in the advertisement and the soft and delicate human body, which has a curvy beauty. The rippled texture on the desert surface spreads under the feet, and the wavy outline of Sha Feng is like a dream floating in the sea.

A faint camel came from a distance. Is it an illusion? Autumn sails look up, and a group of camels have been out in the golden light and shadow for so many years, and they still love Wusheng every time, that hopeless love. Xiaomi still loves his family, sincerely. Jia Ming began to chase me desperately, and Wu Sheng began to chase Xiaomi desperately. Maybe, they also discussed it? Every banquet is bound to have dishes, but no one has ever asked her about the salty taste, and there is no dish more suitable for her taste. When she leaves after a party, she often looks back at the mess on the table and the leftovers. Walking slowly, the graceful figure of the camel was drawn long by the sunset. Autumn sail seems to see the coming picture in Ye's lens. But what he took was the back of the leaves, and the background was the marching camel team. Soon, the sun sank below the horizon. The light has faded and the aftertaste is still there.

"Sometimes opportunities are really important! If I hadn't met that camel just now, the sunset in Gobi would have been too ordinary. " The leaves are a little excited.

But what I saw was more beautiful than the sunset. Qiu Fan thought.

"Leaves, can I see you again?"

"Yes, like old friends." Ye Zi has a little secret in her heart, and she secretly enjoys it.

On the last night in Ejina, her eyes followed him like fire because she cared about him. In a foreign land, on a cold morning, she knew that everything he did was for her. Was it the same when he first fell in love? Was he like this when he first got married? I don't remember. All she knows is that for a long time, they lived in an ice cave, where cold air was everywhere and they were strangers. Scenery.

Come back for half a month, Qiu Fan has been dreaming about the leaves and the beautiful Ejina Banner, but never called the leaves.

"Sunspots, I haven't met He Zheng. Unfortunately. "

"What have you been up to?"

"I met a magical girl and played photography. It's amazing ..."

"Hey hey ... that's right!" Qiu Fan don't understand the meaning of sunspot words. He always feels that He Zheng is not far from himself. Maybe they passed by in Ejina.

In the new issue of photography magazine, Qiu Fan's "Back" was also published.

He also saw a picture of a camel walking against the light at the edge of a golden red sand dune by He Zheng. He zheng again, but how is that angle so familiar? Was he there then? No Qiu Fan thought.

"Hey, sunspot? Is he a man or a woman in A Zheng? "

"I didn't say she was a man!"

"It's a leaf, it must be!" Qiu Fan excitedly threw the book into the air and dialed the telephone of Ye Zi in a hurry.

"Is it a leaf? Ye Zi, what's your name? Is it him Zheng? Isn't it? " There is only one smile.

Qiu Fan feels so stupid. He remembers the letters on his backpack. Isn't that the abbreviation of He Zheng?

"Leaves, I'm going to find you ..."

"I'll wait for you."

The Ancient Xuanwumen Spring and Autumn Zhuo Xin Classics of the Fugitive of Postgraduate Entrance Examination