moon like rain

"At that moment, my heart was pounding"

"Promise to the Boundless Starry Sky"

"I love you"

"Drunk in the Evening Wind"

"Falling in the Rain"

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The lyrics of this song by Cheng Yinuo are not complete, there are only a few lines, but the melody of the piano accompanied by Cheng Yinuo's singing still lingers. Xiao Mengqian's mind flitted across.

"Suddenly I have no motivation." Lin Wanyi said, nestled on the sofa.

"Yes, it was so difficult to get up this morning. If it wasn't for Aunt Wan knocking on the door, I would have slept until noon." Cheng Yinuo said, taking a look at Wan Xin who was making breakfast in the kitchen.

"What's it like usually?" Cheng Yinuo turned to look at Lin Wanyi.

"It seems to be nothing, right? Xiao Mengqian made the rice?" Lin Wanyi replied after thinking for a moment.

Cheng Yinuo and Lin Wanyi didn't understand until after Wanxin cooked the meal. Eating is one of the ultimate desires of human beings. Under Xiao Mengqian's precise control of making breakfast, Cheng Yinuo and Lin Wanyi successfully attracted Cheng Yinuo and Lin Wanyi. So much so that Cheng Yinuo raised his head while eating and said: "Aunt Wan, I know I'm sorry for saying this, I may not be allowed to go abroad to find Xiao Mengqian, I want to eat her breakfast."

Lin Wanyi sat at the side and nodded her head almost imperceptibly.

Wan Xin simply stood up and hit Cheng Yinuo's head with a spoon: "Hey! I used to cook the food." After speaking, he lowered his head and tasted it: "Yes, it hasn't changed?"

Cheng Yinuo said: "It's been too long to eat the food you cooked. After changing the breakfast, I got used to the new one. I won't say more, I'm leaving."

Wan Xin said, "Hey? Where are you going? You can't go."

Cheng Yinuo sat back on the chair and said, "I'll go find Xiao Mengqian and have her breakfast."

Wan Xin taught him a lesson: "Eat well, and immediately ask your uncle to send you to class after eating!"

Cheng Yinuo and Lin Wanyi were just a little unaccustomed to the change of breakfast, but for Xiao Mengqian, who was going abroad for the first time, she was not used to it at 01:30.

Although the foreign language test has passed, the pure foreign language communication and the local accent of Nardo City made Xiao Mengqian start the whole process in a state of confusion after leaving the airport.

Forget all of these, Xiao Mengqian, who was lying on the hotel bed at this time, looked at the ceiling and thought, the big deal is to say the words one by one, plus sign language is no problem.

But neither Cheng Yinuo nor He Lao, no one told her how to deal with insomnia and various discomforts in a foreign country.

Slightly raised his head and glanced at his watch under the lights in Hunan. It was three o'clock in the morning. Xiao Mengqian shook his head, supported his head and got up and opened the curtains to see the night view of Nardo City.

As an international metropolis, the weather is the only condition for distinguishing day from night. Even at three o'clock in the morning, the windows are still brightly lit, and there are even long queues of cars in several places in the distance.

Xiao Mengqian thought for a while, there were many things to do tomorrow, thinking about these things might make her fall asleep, she drew the curtains and wrapped herself in a quilt and lay down again, Xiao Mengqian carefully listed the things to do tomorrow.

First go to the school to complete the exchange student process... to visit the tutor, this is what Mr. He specially explained, what else is there?Xiao Mengqian's drowsiness gradually surged, and it wasn't until the second before Shen Shen fell into a dream that she remembered that Mr. He still told her one thing, what ginkgo?And it seems very?Sad?

Xiao Mengqian, who fell asleep, had a dream. A young man in a black windbreaker was standing under a ginkgo tree surrounded by three people, looking at the unyellow ginkgo leaves that were blowing in the wind. Smile confidently.

However, in the next second, the sky was dark, followed by lightning and thunder, and heavy rain. The young man turned and ran to a certain place. Xiao Mengqian in the dream watched the young man's back go away, then turned to look at the ginkgo tree. There are dry branches and yellow ginkgo leaves all over the ground.

Recalling this not-so-good dream, the bus that Xiao Mengqian was sitting on soon drove into the campus of Misslan University. While looking at the passing students and the scene on the campus, Xiao Mengqian suddenly Looking at one place, I felt a faint chill. In the distance, under the huge ginkgo tree, students in twos and threes sat together, accompanied by the morning sun, either drawing or talking, vaguely still He could hear the singing, the scene was quiet and beautiful, but Xiao Mengqian looked at the ginkgo tree, which was exactly the same as the one in his sleep.

After Xiao Mengqian and several other people finished the final procedures for the exchange students, the teacher leading the team asked them to find the tutors arranged by their school, and then go back early to rest and take the exam tomorrow.

Xiao Mengqian did not expect to open the door to usher in a friendly hometown dialect. Although the teacher is an authentic native of Country B, he spoke the native dialect fluently. Seeing Xiao Mengqian, the instructor did not get up, and put a cup of tea in the air. In front of the sitting seat, I asked someone to clean it up, and said politely: "Is Xiao Mengqian right? My name is Zegu Chernodo, and you can just call me Teacher Duo according to your habit."

Xiao Mengqian nodded, stood up and bowed and said, "Good morning, Teacher."

At that time, Teacher Duo didn't know what kind of "identity" Xiao Mengqian was "carrying", so that when he was a tutor for the first time at a young age, he was somewhat proud of Xiao Mengqian's teacher and respectful voice. I lost myself in the interview.

Until the next day, everyone came to this special examination room, which was also under the ginkgo tree that appeared in Xiao Mengqian's dream. Teacher Duo walked to her side and whispered a few key words, then added another sentence: "You stay after the exam."

Xiao Mengqian, who understood the requirements of the exam, did not leave when everyone was looking for a place to paint.

Instead, she looked at the ginkgo tree, and what flashed in her mind were the words that Mr. He told her before she left, and the words that she could not finish thinking about before going to bed that day.

He Lao told her, no, watching the green ginkgo fall off the tree, Xiao Mengqian thought about the old He at that time, with a sad tone mixed with yes and pleading, and turned his back to the ginkgo tree. , the ginkgo tree in Misilan has a kind of magical power. When you turn your back to her, the sentimentality brought by the autumn leaves and the dilapidation caused by the dry branches in winter will merge into the haze and lament in your inspiration.

But what you are facing at this time is the vibrant faces walking in from the school gate, the spring breeze in March and the scorching sun in summer, and the occasional emerald green ginkgo that has fallen off in the corner of your eyes, these will constitute your inspiration The warmth and joy in the world, the two are inherited, the inspiration of the masterpiece in your heart will appear, and the paintings under the pen will also have the aura belonging to all living beings in the four seasons of the world.

Nuo Duo noticed Xiao Mengqian standing there in a daze. At first, he still wondered if he didn't understand the few hints he said so that he still didn't know what to test.

However, after Xiao Mengqian sat on the lawn and began to write, Dono felt that he was a little bit?too young?

Dono didn't care about Xiao Mengqian's sitting position at first, but he pretended to patrol and took the opportunity to observe Xiao Mengqian. After several rounds of patrolling, he simply stood not far behind Xiao Mengqian and remained still.

Dissatisfied, the examiner asked an invigilator beside him to go over to have a look, but the invigilator also stood there when he came, and the examiner pulled his face and walked over, and then stood there quietly looking at Xiao Dream shallow painting.

Unlike the other two who looked at Xiao Mengqian with shock and admiration, Dono's eyes were completely shocked. In addition to the shock, there was an urge to cry in his heart.

Mr. He didn't teach Xiao Mengqian the viewpoints, skills, painting techniques, etc. of his school in detail, nor did he tell Xiao Mengqian to ask her to meet someone instead of him, but just told her About sitting under the ginkgo tree and drawing.

As if it really had magical powers, Xiao Mengqian's dream that night stretched across the city, but at this time, it was painted as a picture scroll in front of her sitting under the ginkgo tree.

In fact, what Lao He said is his own habit, and it is also some "naive" persistence of his back then, but at the same time, it is also a hint, a "skill" that his school is proud of.

And Xiao Mengqian, who didn't know it for the first time but was completely affected by this hint, painted a long scroll that made the onlookers' emotions change from high-spirited to sad and miserable. It can be said that it almost perfectly reproduced her dream. Two very different emotions felt in the

Of course, these emotions belonged to the other two people, and had nothing to do with Dono who stood aside, both painters.

And as that person's half-apprentice, he naturally also noticed the painting technique of psychological suggestion, but what she really noticed was where Xiao Mengqian was sitting and what she was facing away from and facing.

A voice sounded in Dono's heart: Although I claim to be your half-disciple, I was only fortunate enough to have been taught by you for a few days, but you are finally willing to come back, even in this way.

With the ups and downs of the words in his heart, Dono couldn't hold back anymore, his eyes were flushed, he pursed his lips and raised his head to bear it desperately, and finally opened his mouth to reveal a gratified smile, and finally let the throbbing in his heart go. depress.

The author says:

Take a good rest today, get some sleep and it will be tomorrow, so let’s work hard tomorrow! . !