Plum blossom and gentle breeze prose

Snow is flying all over the sky, and continuous mountains extend far away in the snow world. Everything seems to have no end, everything is the same. "The wind, the snow is too heavy." Mei's voice is weak, looking at the wind and saying. The wind looked at petite Mei, and his heart was extremely painful. Mei's breathing was clearly audible. He knows Mei is tired, but where can he rest on this snowy mountain? "Mei, you are tired. I'll carry you. " The wind let go of Mei's hand and wouldn't let her talk. He suddenly picked her up. "Put me down? You are tired, too. Let me go. "

"I'm not tired, we must walk across the mountain as soon as possible. Mei. " Mei's tears fell silently, the embrace of the wind was warm, her heart was beating as violently as herself, and the smell of the wind man made her dizzy.

The tall wind carries the petite plum forward. Although it is in the world of flying snow, the fragrance of Mei still got into his nose and into his heart. When I met Mei, it was windy in the streets of the mountain city. Meiyun turned around from the corner, like a moving plain flower, which suddenly attracted the attention of the wind. In his life, he has never been moved by happiness. At this moment, he obviously felt a sense of happiness spreading in his heart. He thought: If she is really a flower, let me be a leaf that loves her, grow with her and wither together!

When Mei walked past him, the fragrance floated in the air, and his beautiful big eyes looked at him and choked him. He tried to keep a smile on his face, because only a smile can hide his confusion and admiration. Looking at Mei's back slowly disappearing out of sight, the breeze suddenly felt a sense of melancholy, but he was confident that he would meet this gaudy woman in the future. But at this time, he stood on the busy street, suddenly feeling so lonely, and even felt the chill oozing from his bones. He didn't know why he suddenly felt this way, and the feeling he had never felt before followed at this time.

"The wind, put me down. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Shall we find a place to hide? " Mei's voice interrupted his memory.

"Mei, there is no place to hide." The wind looked around and said helplessly. How can there be so much snow in Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau in October? ? Feng has read books about the beautiful scenery here before, and he has also heard of the tenderness of snow. Now that the mountains and scenery in front of us are all confused, it seems that the plan to cross the mountain on foot will run aground. The snowstorm didn't stop, getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature began to drop. The whole mountain seems to be covered with white in an instant and piled thicker. "Wind, let's go home? I feel so scared. " "good! Go home. Don't be afraid, there is me. " The wind also thinks it's dangerous to go on like this.

They began to go their own way again, and the wind gradually felt tired, and Mei in her arms became heavier and heavier. He gritted his teeth and walked forward step by step. "Let me go, Feng." May is tired of the wind. "May, we have to hurry down the mountain." The wind vaguely felt the threat of snow to life.

"Very good." The wind put Mei down, held her hand tightly and looked at Mei. Snow accumulated on Mei's hair and eyebrows, and the wind suddenly had an ominous premonition. He always has a good hunch. He used to be proud of it, but now he hates it very much. I once looked at Mei's back, and he believed that they would meet. What about now? He can't help but stay.

"I will definitely see her again, definitely." That's what the wind thinks. That gaudy woman is destined to open up in her life. The wind looked at the sunny streets and people came and went. He believes that some stories begin and end in this way. Maybe they were meant to be. When Mei appeared in front of him again, it confirmed his premonition and opened a chapter in his life.

"Feng, this is Mei." Aunt said. At my aunt's house, Mei still opens her own beauty like a pattern, making the heart of the wind sway. This old story happened to me. I always think blind date is ridiculous, but I can't bear menstruation's encouragement. Unexpectedly, when seeing Mei, Feng couldn't help sighing the strangeness and accident in the world from the bottom of his heart. "Feng, you tell Mei that I'm going to buy food and have dinner together at noon." Aunt said with a smile.

"No, aunt, I'll just sit down." Mei spoke softly and smiled at the wind intentionally or unintentionally.

"That can't do. How can you come to my house without eating? Otherwise your mother won't say anything about me. " Aunt said cheerfully. The wind didn't know what to say, so he had to smile, and his heart had already lost its mind. He has always been very confident and obviously felt his panic. "Listen to my aunt, you are excellent." Mei said.

"excellent? Aunt will talk nonsense, there is no such thing. " The wind blushed.

"I heard that you are very studious." May giggled.

Feng was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. He doesn't like people talking about himself like that. He knows that he is just an ordinary person and can't stand such a statement. He felt it was a heavy burden for himself. He can't stand it. He likes to live freely, even if life is simple.

"Don't you like talking to me?" May asked. "No."

"Then why don't you talk?" The wind looked at Mei, and the petite Mei was also looking over, and a gentle flash in her eyes was captured by him. He felt a little warmth slowly rising inside him.

The two began to try to talk. Maybe they have too many similarities and will be together soon. They had a good blind date. When we broke up, there was a feeling of seeing each other for a long time.

"Wind, what are you thinking?" "Oh, no, nothing." The wind pulled May's hand forward. The snow is unstoppable, and the wind has never seen such heavy snow. That premonition rose again, he thought, shaking his head. Anyway, we must go out.

"The wind and snow are so heavy, can we go out?" The mountains are all white. Looking back, where are the footprints on the road you just walked? What a heavy snow! The heart of the wind tightened instantly.

"Yes, I can, with me." He suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Ha ha ha!" Laughter echoed in the mountains and gradually drifted away. "Feng, what's the matter with you?" May is afraid. She regretted that she wanted to walk across the mountain. It's ridiculous to think about it now. "Nothing, I suddenly want to laugh. Really, I can't help feeling this way. " "Then laugh!" Mei leaned against the wind, and she seemed to feel a force coming from the tall body of the wind. She couldn't help but want to shout.

Not long ago, other colors could be seen, but now they have been swallowed up by white. The sky and the ground are the same color, and it feels like hanging on something when the wind blows. Go, can't stop, keep going, stop means death. The wind thinks so. They walked down the hill step by step.

"May, are you cold?" "Not cold." Two people made full preparations for this trip, and the bag on the back of the wind was full of travel necessities, but I didn't expect the weather to change so much. The wind thought, the world is really unpredictable. Perhaps this is the origin of many regrets in the world! "Wind, when will the snow stop?"

"I don't know, it will always stop. Come on, come on, let's go! Let's take a romantic trip and engrave the beauty of life and death in our memory. " "Wind, I love you." I love you too. The wind held May's hand tightly and said.

When the wind heard Mei say this, my thoughts couldn't help flying again.

After knowing Mei, Feng will dress himself up every weekend. The tall wind is more handsome after modification. Wherever they go, their quietness and detachment will attract the admiration of passers-by.

"Look at that pair, what a match!" "Ah! Why don't I grow up like an adult? Look, how nice. " At that time, they often smiled at each other. At that moment, they both saw each other's satisfaction and happiness in their eyes.

"Feng, let's get married." One night after they met for a year, Mei sat on the sofa and said. "Very good." The wind looked at Mei on the sofa, quiet and beautiful, and the impulse to hug Mei came to mind. The faint wind flew in from the window, swept the wind's face and swept to Mei, whose eyes were as bright as stars. Feng stood up, walked beside Mei and held out his hand. May stood up and looked at each other.

"Let's dance." Mei said. In music, the wind holds Mei and dances gently with the melody. Mei's breath flew sweetly into his nose, and his heart was beating violently. His wet lips were imprinted on Mei's lips, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time.

The music is still slow, and they slowly separate and dance with just enthusiasm. "Wind, I can't breathe." Mei's face is gloomy. The wind has found it difficult to breathe, and he insists, because he knows that he must not be discouraged at this time, otherwise he really can't get out.

"May, you try to adjust your breathing, then shut up and we will walk slowly." There are no vehicles on the mountain road, only they are struggling to walk in Amb Lee.