My Star Teacher

The bus was not fast and drove for more than two hours.

The more remote the road, the narrower the road. From the asphalt road to the cement road, to the gravel road, to the mud road, and finally to the bumpy mountain road, it has been plunged into the poor countryside and looked out through the car window. They are all hills of varying heights, uninhabited.

After another drive, the bus in front of the road was no longer able to get through.

A group of people got off the bus and entered the mountain from here.

There is still some interest in luminous light. He usually likes to stay at home and does not go out. When he suddenly comes to this pure natural mountain forest, he is still somewhat excited.

The mountain is a bit cold, and the night light puts on a thin coat. At the same time, in order to prevent mosquitoes, there are many snakes, insects, ants, thorns and wild spines in the forest. Many are toxic. It is best not to expose the skin to the outside.

Speaking of this, the famous name of entering this mountain was to be close to nature to find inspiration, but in fact it was a group of people who walked around the narrow mountain road without oil head.A group of people are chatting together in groups of three or five, and no one really sees the natural scenery of nature.

At night, there was still some interest in luminous light. After all, there were really few opportunities to enter the mountain, but after a long time, there was no interest, and there were no famous mountains and rivers, and there was nothing to look at in the natural hill forest. , Weeds and trees, it is difficult to see one living thing, there are a lot of insects and ants, there are many kinds of birds, but there are not many rare things, cuckoos in the forest It seems like a lot. The voices of "cuckoo" and "cuckoo" are constantly on the way, adding some vitality to the secluded forest.

Many wildflowers in the mountains in May and June are in the flower season. Occasionally, one or a bunch of blooms are seen. There are three female writers accompanying them. Every time they see bright and beautiful flowers, they take pictures to take pictures, but they are quite happy. On the contrary, many elders are a little bit lumpy.

After walking for a while, a red and bright color brightened the eyes of the pedestrian.

This is a pomegranate tree, very stout, it looks a few years old, with lush foliage, it is now the flowering period of the pomegranate flower, this pomegranate tree blooms particularly well, the whole tree is full of fiery red stars Flowers, Hong Yanyan is particularly eye-catching.

The red color of the pomegranate flower is indeed very eye-catching. Some people who have been boring all of a sudden suddenly saw these beautiful scenes and could not help but speed up some steps.

The pomegranate flower of a tree is as red as fire, and several female writers, including Kong Xiulian, took out their phones happily to take pictures.

Some grandfathers also have some smiles on their faces, and beautiful things always make people happy.

"Pretty, so pretty."

"I haven't seen such a nice pomegranate flower in person."

"This is also the first time I have seen it. I have to say that the natural and natural things are good. Look at the pomegranate flowers in our city, they are all sparsely lala, how can there be such a beauty."

Everyone praised.

The luminous light was also full of enthusiasm, and I took a few photos in a row. I was going to take it back to show to Liu Chiyan and Yiyi. I have to say that this pomegranate tree is really beautiful. The tree is very bright and red. So beautiful.

Hong He: "Xiao Ye, I heard that you are still a poet. I don't know if you have any inspiration now. This beauty is worse than writing a poem to help everyone."

Ye Guang was stunned, waving his hands again and again, where did he really write poems, it turned out that they were copied.

Other writers also cheered.

"Small night, you come one, just come and meet the scene."

"Yeah, Xiao Ye, come on one. I can't write poetry, otherwise I will show ugliness."

"Xiao Ye, I heard that your first road trip was also open at the time. Now let's give you one. It's a worthwhile trip."

Of course, there are also people pouring cold water. This man is Kong Xiulian.

Mr. Kong Xiulian chuckled, and then said yin and yang strangely, "Writing poems? Just him? It's not me picking things up, I don't believe what poems he can make, you seem to be so good at talking about him one by one. But I have never seen any commendable work he has. I don’t know what the leaders of the Provincial Writers Association think, what cats and dogs are recruiting."

Everyone looked a little embarrassed, and Luminous's face was not pretty either.

What is this for?Finally, the big guy had some interest. Her words were completely defeated. The endless staring of the night light along the way. The night light has not been concerned with her. Now what's the matter with her nose on her nose?

Ye Guang had some anger, but persevered.

Forget it, don't know her generally, good men don't fight women, just bear it.

Ye Guang: "I have only learned a little, and I really can't make any poems. There is no need to show ugliness."

Seeing Ye Guang said Kong Xiulian was more proud, "Look, let me just say, he is half a pendant. It is strange to be able to write poetry, and I don’t know what means was used to let the leader of the Provincial Writers Association get him. Come in, it's all about households, and the youngest member of the Provincial Writers Association. The hat is quite big, can it be worn?"

Luminous face darkened.

Endless?

Seeing that something was wrong, Guan Zhenxian started to make a round. "Ah, Kong writer, just say a few words. Let's just say one thing. It's natural for Xiao Ye to be able to write poetry. It doesn't matter if you can't do it. Inspiration, you have said a little too much. The leaders of the Provincial Writers Association have absorbed Xiaoye. Naturally, there are leaders who are sophisticated. Let’s not talk about it." Guan Zhenxian paused. "Don’t you go to Xiaoye, Kong. The writers are just a little... straightforward, don’t worry about it."

Ye Guang hadn’t said anything, and Kong Xiulian didn’t say anything. “Why can’t I say it, am I wrong? I think he’s just selling his reputation, and the hair hasn’t even grown up, so he dare to come out and pretend to be a big tail wolf. He can’t write a poem, if my husband is here, don’t say a poem, he’s fine with two or three!"

Kong Xiulian was speechless and began to speak less importantly. Many writers had a bad look on their faces. Ye Guang could not write poetry, but they would not be able to do it for a while. Family husband?Kong Xiulian accidentally poured on everyone present.

Luminous dark face, can't bear it anymore, he can't care about it. At first, the woman expressed maliciousness to him, and glared at him all the way, he didn't care, and later he sneered and sneered. It’s better to go out with the woman and go out. It’s better to take some losses, don’t squeeze tightly, but it’s no different from kicking your nose on the face, and it’s no different from scolding at his nose. The clay figure has three points of anger. What's more, it's luminous guy.

Can't help it.

It's a good thing to be a little tortoise when you don't do anything. Luminousness is a good thing. Tolerance is a good thing. It's a good thing not to like to care about the loss with others, but it doesn't mean that the night light has no temper.

"Bapo, have you said enough?" Ye Guang shouted angrily!

Everyone was surprised.

This is something to do.