Tsinghua University

The temperature here in Shidu has warmed up, and it has been sunny for several days in a row. The elderly people in the "Sunset Red Senior Photography Group" have been waiting for the sun, because the mountain is a wild mountain, and few people would spend time going up it except to take pictures of the train, let alone build a mountain road.

The roads are made step by step by photographers like them. There are several places that need to be climbed with bare hands. If there is too much rain, it is impossible to climb up.

The day when the "Sunset Red Elderly Photography Group" was preparing to leave coincided with the "free activities" in the studio.The teachers give the students a holiday, and they can go around by themselves.Originally, Jiang Fusheng and Shen Tinglan were worried about how to ask the teacher for leave, but now all problems have been solved.

They planned to paddle bamboo rafts by the river in the morning, and in the afternoon, sneakily carried their painting bags on their backs to see the Jingyuan railway line passing through the mountains with the senior group.

The small river next to the farmhouse is a tributary of the Juma River. It is not long. It is only 1000 meters east and you can see the end.The students in the studio signed up for groups separately, two of them were bold enough to become "flyers", some went to the park, and only seven or eight were paddling bamboo rafts.

During the peak tourist season, several bamboo rafts floated on the river.Jiang Fusheng couldn't wait to put on the orange life jacket and jumped onto the bamboo raft closest to him.He turned his head and stretched out his palm to Shen Tinglan in an inviting gesture: "Come on."

Shen Tinglan fastened on the life jacket, bent down and grabbed Jiang Fusheng's hand.Suddenly, he remembered the starry sky a few nights ago in his mind, and he and Jiang Fusheng made a promise under the witness of the starry sky.At that time, Jiang Fusheng felt that 100 years was too short, and he prepaid all his life in the next life and the next life.

At this moment, Shen Tinglan wanted to laugh looking at Jiang Fusheng in front of him. This was a kind of pride from the bottom of his heart, like an immature child who wanted to show off his treasure to everyone.As Jiang Fusheng said, the two stars, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, should not have met, but they crossed the distance in the stories passed down by word of mouth.

There are thousands of romances in the world, and there is always one that belongs to you.

Shen Tinglan withdrew his thoughts, took Jiang Fusheng's hand and jumped onto the bamboo raft.The old man next to them handed each of them a long bamboo pole and said, "One of you is in front and the other is behind. The one in front controls the direction, and the one in the back just walks."

"Okay, sir, I will." Jiang Fusheng nodded, "We can go."

The old man loosened the rope that tied the bamboo raft and pushed it away from the shore with a pole.The bamboo raft slid a short distance ahead and slowly stopped on the river surface.

Jiang Fusheng was in charge of moving forward. Holding the bamboo pole, he poked it hard into the water, until the bottom touched the hard river bottom.It's a pity that his force was in the wrong direction, and the bamboo raft twisted crookedly on the water.Shen Tinglan, who was controlling the direction in front, planned to turn the bamboo raft upright, and pushed the bamboo pole in his hand to the left.

The bamboo raft turned in a big circle.

"It just happened to change, I'll try the direction."

"Row."

The two of them circled in circles, but Jiang Huaiyang and Zhao Han caught up later.Not only did they catch up, but they also slowly overtook them from the side.

"How did you row?" Shen Tinglan asked in a raised voice.

"It's just rowing like that, just try it more!" Jiang Huaiyang laughed twice as if watching the excitement, and walked away leisurely on the bamboo raft.

"Just try it." Jiang Fusheng rolled up his trouser legs and muttered, "When Jiang Huaiyang returns to his room at noon, I'll give them pillows first."

The "pillow" mentioned by Jiang Fusheng means "pillow fight".When they have nothing to do to play around, they like to grab a cotton pillow and get together and smash it randomly.

They walked around the river for more than ten minutes before realizing a little trick.The bamboo raft sometimes twisted to the left and sometimes to the right, so frightened the old man fishing by the river jumped up and shouted: "Don't come to me, all the fish will run away!"

Anyway, it can be regarded as able to walk.

The two of them moved forward quickly on a raft. Fortunately, it was a small river, and after a short time of swaying, they saw the shore.The shore is full of pebbles of different sizes, round, all wrapped by the gentle current without edges and corners.

Jiang Huaiyang's bamboo raft was parked on the shore, and several people bent down to find suitable stones and played with the water.Seeing this, Shen Tinglan also rolled up his trouser legs. He also took off his shoes and socks on the bamboo raft, and stepped into the water with his bare feet.

There is also a small river in his hometown, but the water in the river is pitifully small, and it is almost dry. Only when the river swells sharply during the heavy rain can it have a chance to survive.

Shen Tinglan often ran to the river by himself after school, stepped barefoot on the bank of the river, and found some small stones to play with.He likes to watch small stones fly on the water, and the shadow of the setting sun will be crushed in the water waves.

In fact, it is interesting to play this game with many people. It is better to see whose pebble looks better and who can throw it farther.At that time, Shen Tinglan couldn't experience this kind of fun, he could only compare with himself, comparing which one threw it farther.

He will also name the little stones, pick up three pieces each time, and name them "Zhang Xiaohong", "Wang Xiaoming", and "Li Hua" respectively.After throwing away, pick up three more pieces, and still take these three names.

Shen Tinglan's behavior is not because of laziness, his thinking is very simple, he only thinks that someone can play with him.Using the same name is like making an appointment with a good friend, and we will meet again.

"Brother Lan, don't be in a daze!" Jiang Huaiyang's voice came, and he threw a small stone and asked, "Is it worthless?"

"Beat." Jiang Fusheng found a stone from the river, held it in his hand and rubbed it twice, "Shen Tinglan, look at me, I'm really good at beating."

As he spoke, he raised his wrist, and with a little force, the little stone bounced out of the river.

Shen Tinglan smiled, and squatted down to find a suitable small stone.Jiang Fusheng took a step forward, stretched his clenched left hand in front of Shen Tinglan's eyes, revealing a small flat brown stone: "Try mine."

"Okay." Shen Tinglan took the stone that Jiang Susheng handed over, and stood up on his knees.Instead of naming the stone as before, he threw it directly into the river.

The little stone jumped five times in a row and landed in the shadow of the rising sun.