Literary Girls Nurturing Program

Carefully closing the door, Yuan Jia walked to Dashan's side in two steps, and the two of them walked together on the small road in the mountain village after the heavy rain.

The air in the mountains is the freshest. Even if there is no pollution here, the air quality in the city center is quite good.But when you come to such a place, you will still feel happy physically and mentally, as if there is a kind of magic that can make people forget their worries.

The two of them walked slowly on the mountain path, and they could see thriving green trees on the road. Counting from the time when the farmland was returned to forests, these trees are not young, and they still look tall and straight.

Walking all the way quietly, I can only hear the breathing of myself and the other party, and the sound of landing and pulling up in the mud. Everything is very peaceful.

"Maybe there will be another light snow at this time, and you and I will hold oil-paper umbrellas and walk together on the road that has been stained white by the thin snow and stubbornly reveals the emerald green. Maybe it will be more poetic." Both Dashan and Yuan Jia went to another place. There is a bamboo forest, and on the high ground, you can see a large area of ​​cultivated land not far away full of crops.After walking silently for a while, Dashan finally broke the non-agreed silence.It's just that he himself shook his head when he said this: "But what you and I are after are not like this. What do you like, little girl?"

The scene Dashan said is so beautiful, whether it is snow or walking in the snow with an umbrella, whether walking together or alone, it is a different kind of tranquility.

Yuan Jia thought about what Da Shan said. There was no ambiguity in his words, as if they were already good friends, so he was wondering if they could travel together in the future.Is it such a very quiet communication without words, or do you want to hear the other party's voice, and point out the mountains and rivers with yourself... No matter what, it is a pure expectation.But he himself denied such an idea, so Yuan Jia could also know that Dashan was not the kind of person who blindly pursued romance.

Maybe they are all the same person, so even if they don't speak, they can sense some of the other's thoughts.Especially Dashan, who is very transparent, he can easily see through her.It's just that he looks like a clear river, but in fact Yuan Jia has no way to see through his depth - he is not without mystery.And his problems were never that simple.

After careful consideration for a few times, Yuan Jia exhaled evenly, the familiar emerald greens in his eyes were retreating, they were still walking slowly, but they were already on their way home.The sky was blue and getting darker.

Dashan's question troubled her all the way, until she saw her own house again, Yuan Jia replied: "I like things that can give me something in return, just like when I smile at Qingshan, and Qingshan is friendly to me."

"Interesting idea." Dashan didn't expect Yuan Jia to answer at first, so he didn't continue talking except for that question along the way, and he really never thought that he would hear such an answer from this girl. , which made him want to continue to ask, "Then what do you think of this land and water?"

Yuan Jia didn't find Dashan's questions strange, she just thought that she could ask these questions, Dashan was a person who really came here to travel and relax, and he was also full of curiosity.With Dashan's cleverness, it is not impossible for her to see that she is unfamiliar and familiar with this place. Through such a veil, the words heard from her mouth will appear more real.

"I have a vague impression of this place. I left with my parents very early, and I didn't come back here until now. But in my memory, it is very beautiful: there are green bamboos everywhere, and there are enthusiastic neighbors. There are two people not far from my house. The pond, and between the two clusters of bamboo on the edge of the pond, there is a large bluestone slab, on which you can sit and play in the water in summer. There are different styles and languages ​​throughout the year... But I don't What kind of friend, I couldn’t tell my friends how excited I was, so I liked to talk to myself in front of the flowers and plants, and when I went outside, my habit was always laughed at.” Yuan Jia didn’t answer perfunctorily, but rather Seriously recall the past, blend with the present perception, and slowly narrate my feelings to Dashan.

"...This is a gentle place, which accommodates all my weirdness, and also allows me to have a piece of pure land. It was so before, and it is still so now." Yuan Jia answered Dashan's questions very seriously. In her opinion, here Good mountains, good water, good people, is a good place, and deserves to be known and praised by more people.This view was more determined after she thought about it many times.

Yuan Jia spoke very gently and peacefully, but Da Shan guessed some sad things in Yuan Jia's life experience from her few words.But it is not easy for a girl to be able to carry the sad memories here so calmly, and tell the goodness of this place and the gift to her life.

"It seems that I haven't asked your name yet..." Dashan didn't comment on Yuan Jia's words, but remembered this, and eagerly wanted to know her name.

Maybe such a child can really do what he wants to do?He came here for the purpose of picking up the scenery and relaxing, and he probably didn't want to find such a person here... That's why he wandered here for so long, maybe he really wanted to meet her?

It was only then that Yuan Jia remembered that the uncle who was walking with him actually did not exchange names with him.

The uncle called himself "Dashan", Yuan Jia naturally wouldn't believe that it was really called "Dashan".This may be a way to hide one's identity, but as long as such a name can be called out and people can continue to communicate, it doesn't matter.But it seems that their relationship has undergone some subtle changes during this question and answer, so such a name is no longer enough.

"I am Yuan Jia, the Yuan of Yuan Zhen, the Jia of awards. Jiaxuan Ci once said, 'Yuan Jia is careless, seals the wolf to live in Xu, wins the north in a hurry', this is this 'Yuan Jia', I have not yet Small characters." Yuan Jia said his name generously, and since he said it, the uncle who called himself "Dashan" should naturally say, "What about you, uncle?"

Yuan Jia and Da Shan looked at each other, there was a distance between them that was neither far nor close, a safe distance that was neither familiar nor unfamiliar.And at such a distance, they can see each other's eyes clearly.

Yuan Jia likes to look at people's eyes very much, different eyes can always tell the personality of the owner.Wang Jia's eyes are lighter in color, but there is always a fire burning in them, they look very sharp, and they are actually a bit scary after looking at them for a long time.And Dashan's light-colored eyes look clear and beautiful, as if there are thousands of mountains and rivers in them. From his eyes, one can see through autumn waters and go through three lives... Such eyes are undoubtedly magical, and when you have such When someone with a pair of eyes looks at you seriously and solemnly, you will unconsciously respect him.

Seeing her seriousness from Yuan Jia's eyes, Da Shan naturally wouldn't call himself "Da Shan" slickly.

"I'm Li Xuecheng, whose name is Liwen, and whose name is Qiushan. I've met Mrs. Yuan." Li Xuecheng spoke in a formal tone, but there was always a smile on his brows, and he really said goodbye to Yuan Jia. A salute.

Such a formal etiquette, so dignified, even with a sacred flavor, the atmosphere became quite serious and seemed to freeze.But even so, from Yuan Jia's side, he still looks at ease and elegant, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Knowing his real name, everything can have an explanation.Reluctantly returning the salute, Yuan Jia was speechless—it was only then that Yuan Jia realized that he should have been really surprised—who would have thought that such a big man would welcome such a big man in such a place where “no bird shit”?

"Wang Jia, you punch me again last time." Seeing Wang Jia coming, Chen Shangfei directly asked for it, without even chatting.

Wang Jia adapted to Chen Shangfei's approach and didn't complain. He put down his things, rolled up his sleeves, and punched a set of punches in the open space.

Fu Ning, who was training his footsteps with Liu Ziheng, looked at Wang Jia's movements, recalling the failed friendly match, and tried his best to stabilize his precarious body.

Chen Shangfei was quite satisfied, and said: "The movements are memorized, very good. But the coherence is not great, slow down, and do it again."

Wang Jia took a few breaths, and did it again as promised.This time, the speed was barely slowed down, but it took more effort to stop the movement in this way, and the sweat quickly soaked his back, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his face to the ground.

Chen Shangfei looked at Wang Jia's movements, and became more picky. When he told Wang Jia to stop, he didn't tell her to stop, but asked her to maintain her own posture. If the force was not in place, she would lose her balance and fall to the ground.But after falling dozens of times like this, Wang Jia didn't complain, which made Chen Shangfei quite admired.

Every time Wang Jia stopped suddenly, Chen Shangfei corrected the angle of Wang Jia's movements, allowing her to move in a way that saves the most effort and puts the least burden on the body, but at the current stage of practice, Wang Jia will only get more tired.

When Chen Shangfei said he could rest, Wang Jia didn't dare to sit down, but walked around Chen Shangfei slowly: "A Fei, you seem to be very busy today?"

"Well," Chen Shangfei had a lot of training today, "I can return to the league next month. I need to maintain my form."

"That's really great." Wang Jia's eyes lit up, "I really want to see you win the national championship."

Chen Shangfei just nodded reservedly, without madness or nervousness, he just said: "My strength is not as strong as you think. In the Wushu Association, there are many people who are better than me. The No.1 in the national competition, I Will do my best to get it.”

"How can you just do your best! You have to do your best! I believe in your strength, Ah Fei." Wang Jia felt that Chen Shangfei was indeed very humble, and she just needed to cheer him on.How strong Chen Shangfei is, you just need to see the end.

Chen Shangfei said with a smile: "Of course I know, what kind of opponent I face, I know how much strength I should use. I will not underestimate anyone on the field, nor will I overemphasize them and affect my judgment."

The local martial arts association takes him very seriously. Although he can't compete, when people from the same dojo go out to compete, they will take him out to watch the competition with their own eyes.And in the competitions I watched over the years, there was no one in the youth group that was too strong to match.So he is actually quite confident.

Seeing the strong self-confidence in Chen Shangfei's heart, Wang Jia knew that his first match back to the arena would surely make the whole world know him again—this is the real genius.

At this time, Wang Jia hoped to see Chen Shangfei win the championship of the youth group of the league, because Chen Shangfei should get enough rewards after so many years of precipitation.