Don't Mistake Pisces to Xieqiao [Network Edition]

Like many times before, Gu Qingyuan thought that going out to shoot with Yue Fengshu this time was nothing more than spending a few days in a bustling or desolate place, hiking, shooting, and everything was in order. .

Yue Fengshu is his good friend, a maverick photographer, the two of them have formed a tacit understanding over the years, no matter how busy they are every year, and no matter where they are, Gu Qingyuan will always take a few days to take pictures with him, whether far or away Nearby places, sometimes by car, sometimes on foot.

Some people have said that in the world there is Yuanming, there is no regret in being a chrysanthemum; in the world there is a white stone, there is no regret in being a plum blossom; in the world there is Ji Kang, there is no regret in being a qin string; also.Not meeting a bosom friend is one of the insurmountable tragedies in life.Gu Qingyuan thought that in his life, there probably would not be such a tragedy.This is why no matter how busy he is, he will go hiking with Yue Fengshu for photography.

This time, Yue Fengshu was going to a small village in the southwestern part of Sichuan.From the Sichuan-Chongqing border, we took the road, entered the villages and towns among the mountains, and then arrived at the ancient villages deep in the valley.This is a branch line that is difficult to find on the map, Gu Qingyuan doesn't even know how Yue Fengshu found it.But he still didn't have the slightest objection, he always respected Yue Fengshu's decision.

On the first night of his departure, he originally planned to go to Song Lin frame, but he was put on hold because of a sudden incident in the company.It was already late at night when I got home, so I picked up the phone and put it down again. At this point, Song Lin should be fast asleep, and he couldn't bear to disturb him.In the middle of the night pack a few simple clothes, some hiking essentials, then sleep and wait for the dawn to set off.

At six o'clock in the morning, the doorbell rang on time.Yue Fengshu was carrying a hiking bag and wearing a pair of waterproof and slippery hiking shoes, looking radiant.

The two of them had a simple breakfast at home and set off on the road. On the way, Gu Qingyuan couldn't help but make a few phone calls to Song Lin, but the answer he received was mechanical and cold, "The user you dialed has turned off the phone." He secretly said I really became more and more mother-in-law, I never thought that Gu Qingyuan would have such a day.Yue Fengshu was on the side, smiling smugly.

The off-road vehicle gradually drove out of the country road and into a country road.The road stretched forward in a winding way, only wide enough for one car to drive.Looking out through the car window, in the distance, you can see a meandering stream.The amount of rain in winter is scarce, and the creek has thinned into a thin line. It can be vaguely seen that the slightly higher place has dried up, exposing the pebbles washed by the stream as smooth as jade.Above the creek is a wooden arcade bridge that spans the canyon at both ends and jumps like a colorful moth.The wooden bridge is a balanced and perfect arc structure, an ancient Hongqiao that is difficult to meet easily.

Gu Qingyuan understood Yue Fengshu's intention the moment he saw the bridge: "Where did you find this bridge?"

Yue Fengshu was smoking. Hearing this, he was not in a hurry to answer. Gu Jiefengming gently took the cigarette from his mouth with his slender fingers, then slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and said with a smile: "On the ancient book."

Gu Qingyuan was not surprised at all. With Yue Fengshu's temperament, he found an ancient and backward village through an ancient book, just to witness the wooden bridge described in the ancient book. This is really something he can do.Gu Qingyuan smiled: "How do we go down?"

Yue Fengshu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the bridge carefully, and said, "Let's park the car here, and then walk down. Since we're all here, it's definitely impossible to leave just by looking at it."

Gu Qingyuan parked the car, took the bag handed over by Yue Fengshu, and got out of the car straight away: "If you really leave after just looking at it, then I have to wonder if your core has been stolen by someone."

Yue Fengshu jumped out of the car and laughed loudly: "That's right, those who know me are those who know me from Qingyuan! Born in Qing Dynasty, you should see Xueqin; Born in Ming Dynasty, you should meet Li Zhi; Born in Song Dynasty, you should meet Dongpo; Born in Tang Dynasty, You should see Li Bai; born in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, you should see Ji Kang; there are many hateful people in the world

Those who want to make friends with each other should be the second or third son! "

Gu Qingyuan was far ahead, and when he heard Yue Fengshu's words, he couldn't help laughing. It seemed that as a good friend, he might not be able to change his temper for the rest of his life.But this is also good, if a person can live for himself in this life, without caring or disdain to care about the eyes of the outside world, then it should be much easier to live.It's just that in this world, how many people can be as free and unrestrained as Dongpo's "a cloud of mist and rain for the rest of his life"?

The two walked down the bridge non-stop one after the other, but they still walked for half an hour before reaching the wooden bridge.When you look at it from a distance, you only feel that the bridge is close in front of you. When you walk over it on foot, you realize the distance during this period.

The exquisite bridge seen in the ancient books is now in front of us. It has gone through so many years of rain, snow, wind and frost, and it is still standing today.Although there are traces of reconstruction on its body, its preciousness is still intact.This is one of the oldest and most beautiful bridges in China.

The beautiful bridge that can only be presented in the pile of old papers is now in front of the two of them. The whole wooden arched bridge adopts the Hongqiao structure. The simple and wonderful principle makes the whole bridge strong and balanced.On the bridge deck, the roof corridor is supported by thick wooden columns, and the roof is covered with blue tiles.The component parts are sealed with red lacquered wooden weatherboards to prevent wind and rain damage.The entire bridge body starts with a stable and stretched figure-of-eight arrangement.The slanted ridge rises high and draws elegant lines in the air.This old bridge, set against the surrounding mountains, valleys, villages and woods, presents a dignified atmosphere as a whole.

Yes, dignified and atmospheric.Even though the books Yue Fengshu had read were comparable to a university library, he still couldn't find any complicated and gorgeous words to describe it in front of such a beautiful and ancient building.I have to put the infinite throbbing in my heart to the most sincere and intuitive senses in my heart, and use the simplest and most simple language to describe and praise it.

One after another photos were frozen in his camera. Through these photos, Yue Fengshu seemed to be able to see scenes that were moving and peaceful.Maybe once, when the sun was setting, a shepherd boy was riding a buffalo and playing his piccolo, and he happened to meet a poet asking for directions, where is the restaurant?The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.The apricot blossoms in spring are in full swing, and the fields on the side of the mountain are all pink.The terraced fields go up one step at a time, and the green seedlings undulate like waves in the wind.Farmers and fishermen who work at sunrise and rest at sunset are on their way home. In the village not far away, children are laughing and playing and chasing each other. Wisps of cooking smoke rise from the thatched huts, and the voice of mother calling children to go home Intertwined together, drifting to the deep valley in the distance...

Chickens are crowing and dogs are barking, and everything is peaceful. Will the poet who lives in seclusion grind the ink and spread the paper at this moment, writing down one after another a beautiful poem that has been passed down through the ages?

This place makes him nostalgic, he can't say why, but he just doesn't want to leave.The original plan was temporarily modified, and the one-day stay became a three-day stay.

Even though the rapid development of modern society is dizzying, but in such a remote mountainous area, it is still so backward that it is almost unimaginable.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Gu Qingyuan would never have believed it. In this world, many people living with him still don't even know what a computer is or what a mobile phone is.

After getting off the highway, they drove for another six hours before reaching a small town near the valley.After driving for another two or three hours, I discovered the bridge.The daylight hours in winter are already short, and with so much time spent on the road, it was already evening when they saw the bridge.

Yue Fengshu was reluctantly pulled away by Gu Qingyuan, and finally decided to come back tomorrow.

When I got back to the car, I found that my phone was out of battery. When I left, I was in a hurry and forgot to bring those things.I didn't expect to come to such a remote place, so I didn't care much.As for Yue Fengshu, whether he has a mobile phone or not has a mobile phone is completely the same effect, Gu Qingyuan has long since given up hope in him.

The farmhouse where Gu Qingyuan and Yue Fengshu stayed was located in a remote place, there were no other people for miles around, and the house was a simple earthen wall house, low and dark.Yue Fengshu is used to running outside for many years, he can get used to any place, and he is very calm.But it was hard for Gu Qingyuan.He is not like Yue Fengshu, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him and his expression is still, facing the low and cold room with dilapidated and thin quilt, it is really difficult to sleep.Coupled with the inability to contact Song Lin frame, the thoughts of him in his heart grew like bamboo shoots in spring, which made him toss and turn even more.

In the middle of the night, it began to rain heavily, and it continued to rain continuously all night long.The next day was sunny, and the two returned to the place where the wooden bridge was yesterday.But I don't want to, because of the heavy rain in the past two nights, the rocks have loosened above the ravine-ridden river, causing mudslides and landslides.

The moment the rocks collapsed, Yue Fengshu suddenly pushed Gu Qingyuan far away, thus preventing Gu Qingyuan from being hit by the collapsed rocks.

Unfortunately, Yue Fengshu suffered a broken right leg due to this.

Fortunately, one of the two was not injured.

Gu Qingyuan hurriedly sent the injured Yue Fengshu to the hospital in the town, and after a simple bandage, he returned decisively to City C.

After everything about Yue Fengshu had been settled, Gu Qingyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and then he was about to come to find Song Lin.

After listening to him, Song Lin frame suddenly realized that he didn't come to him these few days because he had something to go out.

Inexplicably, I felt a little relieved.

Thinking about it this way, Song Lin was taken aback by himself.Why on earth was he relieved?Is it because Gu Qingyuan was not injured, or because he was not as he thought, he got tired of playing and went back?

Gu Qingyuan looked at Song Lin's frame with an unattractive expression, and said jokingly, "What's your expression? Are you scared?"

Song Lin suddenly didn't know what to say.

I had to be silent.

Gu Qingyuan sat down next to him, smiling brows and eyes crooked: "Now, do you believe my words?"

Song Lin took a quick look at him: "What are you talking about?"

Gu Qingyuan said: "If Feng Shu hadn't pushed me away, I probably wouldn't be able to talk to you properly here. At that moment, I really didn't know what happened to me, and I couldn't remember anything. I just thought of you alone. I thought, if I die like this, will you know? My phone was out of battery that day, so I couldn’t contact you at all. I usually contact you, and you never take the initiative to contact you. I'll make a phone call. If I die like this, you probably won't know at all, and you'll only know when the news comes out. Then what kind of mood will you feel? Will you be sad for me? Will you be for me? Cry? I don’t know, so I’m scared, I’m afraid you won’t. I was thinking at that time, the only regret in my life is that I didn’t get you, and I didn’t see you smile at me, even just once . Lin frame, do you believe that I love you now?"

Song Lin's eyes were complicated: "Gu Qingyuan, you don't even know my past..."

Gu Qingyuan walked up to him, knelt down, held his hand and said softly: "I don't care about your past, and I don't care if you have fallen in love with me now, I just know that I want you, I want you very much I think. I think you will have my company for the rest of your life. I just want to be with you. As for whether you love me or not, I really don’t want to care so much now, because we are still alive and well. I have enough Chance to make you fall in love with me."

Song Lin framed: "Gu Qingyuan, I never knew you were so stupid."

Gu Qingyuan chuckled: "Only you say I'm stupid, and I'm willing to be stupid for you alone."

Song Lin sighed framedly: "Gu Qingyuan, do you know why I went to the bar that night?"