moon like rain

This is a sad story. There is no mobile phone signal here. The day before coming here, Xiao Mengqian and Ji Hefang had been in touch for more than four hours, making the biscuits in Mu Yunbian's hand smell like dog food.

Everyone rested at the villagers' homes. The family where Xiao Mengqian and Mu Yun rested was named Xue, which was also the surname of most people in Shuanglin Village. The owner of this family had an easy-to-remember name, Xueman Shan, a typical northern man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, carried an ax and went up the mountain before dawn.

He has a daughter, Xue Linjian, who is only in the second grade of elementary school. She introduces the family and everything about Shuanglin Village in the eyes of children in raw Mandarin.

She said that her father went up the mountain to cut trees when he was young, but saw ginseng. He was too excited to dig ginseng and missed the time to go down the mountain. There were wolves on the mountain at night. His father took the ax for chopping wood and slaughtered two wolves.

Although her arm was also injured, her mother was the one who gave her father the wound medicine that day. It was also at that time and her father. What is that word called? I heard the teacher say it in class today, love!Yes, it is love!Xue Linjian spoke excitedly with her big eyes bright.

In fact, there is another sad story, that is, a group of them who came from afar could not understand the dialect here, so that the communication in this family depended on Xue Linjian to spread the word among them, and other painters who came together also encountered such a situation .

Fortunately, there is a school in this mountain village. The teacher teaches the children Mandarin, and the children are responsible for communication.

As for the situation of this school, everyone came to the scene the next day to find out. Xueshan Primary School is the name of this school. There are only six grades, 110 students, and five teachers including the principal.

Moreover, the principal is the only English teacher here, and the English class is taught by all six grades in the school.

The school is not big. The wooden houses and the playground covered by heavy snow make up the whole place. After ten o'clock in the morning, the villagers drove to bring the food, and then the teacher who had no class and a few women in the village lit the fire together. Cooking, just waiting for the children to finish class, the school was quickly finished browsing, Xiao Mengqian and Mu Yunbian were kept by the principal, the principal's surname was Fang, and her name was Fang Shan. Now she is in her 40s because she is tired and does not belong to this school. She is old in age, but her eyes are still fresh and bright, just like when she came to this mountain village to teach when she just graduated from university.

Fang Shan stood at the door of a classroom and said, "It's an unkind request for you two to stay."

Xiao Mengqian asked: "What's the matter?"

"For a few days here, let's teach the children to draw." Fang Shan continued: "Other primary schools teach music, art, calligraphy, and handicrafts, but our school doesn't have these conditions. The other teachers are all from Shuanglin Village. I went out to the county to study high school for two years and came back."

Mu Yun tugged Xiao Mengqian's sleeve and shook it, trying to make Xiao Mengqian agree.

"Okay, we have no problem, it's just that we have to sketch after we come here for a few days. In fact, we don't have that much time." Xiao Mengqian added.

"It's good if you can come." Fang Shan said with a smile.

Five days passed in a flash, but during these five days, Xiao Mengqian lived an extremely fulfilling life. In order to avoid conflicts with the painting association's time to go out to sketch and communicate, Xiao Mengqian and Mu Yunbian both went to school in the morning Teach the children to paint for one or two classes, and then go to sketch in the afternoon, sometimes painting night scenes, painting the snow in the sky in the cold wind, or the warm light of the wooden house.

In fact, it only took two days. The children in the sixth grade chased Xiao Mengqian and Mu Yun and shouted for the teacher. Some children still held the paintings that Xiao Mengqian and Mu Yun had drawn for them. And Xiao Mengqian and Mu Yunbian also received the paintings drawn by the children.

Although these paintings are actually very simple and pure, the sincerity of the children is evident in the outline of each line.

On the sixth day, the young people who came with the painting association were called by Yuan Jieyan early in the morning to a place they had seen in the photos, the blue lake, even though it was snowing, it was still Frozen, rippling blue waves.

The weather was fine today and it didn’t snow. Yuan Jieyan took them to the edge of the lake: “People here call this lake

Yuan Jieyan led them to go somewhere around the lake and continued: "When many of you are painting, I have watched them from the sidelines. You are all excellent artists, and today I will bring you here I’m here to ask everyone to do me a favor.”

"I don't know if this wish can come true, and I don't even know if the reputation of Shuanglin Village can be spread through your paintings, but there is always some hope. Look over there." After finishing speaking, Yuan Jieyan Pointing to a large open space surrounded by the forest not far from the lake: "There, I want to build a resort and a playground in line with the characteristics of Shuanglin Village."

"Your paintings depict the real Shuanglin Village. I want you to draw a picture of the future Shuanglin Village, can you?" Yuan Jieyan's eyes were full of hope.

The young people who came together politely refused, and Mu Yunbian also refused. When she looked at Xiao Mengqian, she found that something was wrong with Xiao Mengqian.

Xiao Mengqian herself didn't know what touched her inspiration, although the open space in front of her was nothing but snow, but in Xiao Mengqian's mind, there was a smooth road around the forest, and the wooden houses on both sides of the road were neat and warm. In the soft light, the two people in down jackets embraced each other, with their backs facing the screen and pointing at the snow-capped mountains that are faintly visible in the distance. On the ski resort not far away, some people were laughing and playing, some children were making snowmen beside them, and some A professional-looking man is chiseling a corner of an ice sculpture with a tool.

Xiao Mengqian didn't come back to her senses for a long time, Mu Yunbian seemed to understand something, she didn't pull Xiao Mengqian's clothes anymore, but turned around and gently took off her painting bag and began to help her adjust some basic colors.

Some other young people who were willing to paint were also staring at the lake, but Xiao Mengqian and Mu Yunbian were still noticed by Yuan Jieyan. The creaking sound of stepping on the snow made Mu Yunbian raise his head and silence him. Xiao Mengqian then helped Xiao Mengqian organize the seasoning plate. Xiao Mengqian who came back to his senses did not say anything, but just took the brush and palette and started to draw. People hug each other and look at the scene of snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Yuan Jieyan left for a while, and soon after, Mu Yunbian saw him dragging a sled and pulling wood, and he swept out an open space to start a fire. There was a cracking sound, Yuan Jieyan looked at the sky and asked Mu Yunbian: "How long will it take for her to recover? There are no tents in the village, and this side is close to the forest, so there may be wolves later."

Mu Yun stared at Xiao Mengqian with nervous eyes, but saw that the two people in the painting were clearly her and Ji Hefang...

Early in the morning on the seventh day, when Mu Yunbian got up, she found that Xiao Mengqian was no longer in bed. When she went to school and asked Xue Linjian, she found out that Xiao Mengqian had gone out with Xuemanshan after five o'clock, but One went up the mountain to chop firewood, and the other went to the lake.

After Mu Yunbian knew where Xiao Mengqian had gone, he calmed down and walked into the classroom to start today's lecture. In the middle of a lecture, Mu Yunbian heard the cold wind howling outside the classroom. , It was already snowing heavily outside the classroom, and when Mu Yun wrapped his clothes tightly and was about to go to the lake to look for Xiao Mengqian, he saw the village chief Yuan Jieyan at the school gate.

Yuan Jieyan also came to look for Mu Yun, and when he saw her, he said, "It's windy today, and there is a small wooden house in the forest that used to guard the forest. I asked Xiao Mengqian to go there, and I will find someone to take you there. By the way, the way is easy to recognize, I still have to go to a meeting."

Mu Yun waited at the school gate for a while, and saw Xue Manshan walking over with one foot deep and one foot shallow, stepping on the snow.

The log cabin where the ranger used to live is not far from the lake, but it is on a high ground with a good view. There is a stove built by the ranger in the house, which makes the cabin not so cold.

Other than that, there are a few dilapidated and dusty pieces of furniture. Xiao Mengqian is standing by the window looking at the lake and thinking about something, and a corner of the drawing is drawn on the drawing paper.

The author says:

I dreamed yesterday that someone fed me 6 nutrient solution, hahaha, no matter what, you have to work hard! . !