Chapter 688: Go to Qinghai

Jin Bo was silent for a while, and began to tell his friends his own story. Shen Long said nothing, and listened quietly. In fact, he already knew what story Jin Bo was going to tell himself, but he heard it from the person concerned. It is another feeling.
When Jinbo was a soldier, he was a literary artsman. He played his flute in the art troupe of the division. There was a herdsman near the division and a military horse farm. Jinbo likes to watch the spectacular scene of horses returning to herds in the evening at sunset.
At that time, the sun was sinking on the west horizon, and the setting sun on the grassland was red and big, dyeing the mountains, lakes, and fields to a magenta; in this magenta, the herd of horses grazing from the horizon Appeared; at first, it was just a thin black line that wriggled in the round red sun; this black line slowly grew thicker.
Soon, a rush of colorful tides rolled in front of your eyes. The horses are getting closer and closer, and there is a gust of wind on the reddish grassland; you feel the ground beneath the horseshoes trembling, the rumble of horseshoes is accompanied by the horse's siren; the horse's mane is burning The flames flew like a flame, the rope loop on the Wrangler's pole made a round arc in the air, and the flying lake was startled by flying birds.
At the same time, the horse of the military writing field screamed out of the shed to greet the return of their parents ... All this was so magnificent that Jin Bo was enchanted. Every evening, he always stood in the barracks. Behind the roof, watch this scene.
I do n’t know that from that day on, a Tibetan girl will sing the classic "In That Distant Place" in Tibetan at this time. Well, it was the song Shen Long used to soak the Qinling Mountains; because of the singing voice, Jin Bo I fell in love with this girl who had never met him. He came up with a way to communicate with the girl. Every time the girl sang in Tibetan, he immediately sang it again in Chinese. In this way, she sang and Jin Bo sang, Every day.
Suddenly one day, the girl did n’t sing a sing, Jin Bo thought, would she wait for me to sing the next one? Jin Bo tried it like this, and a miracle appeared! After he sang the second segment, she immediately sang the third segment. Jin Bo's heart was beating violently, and her eyes were filled with tears in tears. When she finished the third segment, Jin Bo sang the fourth segment ... …
So in this way, the two young men and women began to sing the song. As time passed, the flame in Jin Bo's heart kept burning. One day he could not bear the torture. He ventured out of the barracks and saw the girl. , Red face, black tress, eyes flashing like black grapes, a row of white teeth smiled to Jin Bo with a stern smile.
They had no language, they could only communicate with each other by gestures, but they knew each other's intentions. The girl fell into Jin Bo's arms, Jin Bo hugged her, and the world seemed to disappear for a time.
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This is a beautiful story that satisfies all the romantic fantasies of young people's first love. Unfortunately, Jin Bo was a soldier. He was found by the political commissar and was ordered to retire and return to Shuangshui Village.
Before leaving, the girl left a white enamel jar from a public house to a companion here and asked her to hand it over to Jinbo. Jinbo asked her companion to leave her favorite bamboo flute to her.
"... In this way, my love is over. Shao Ping! Until now, I don't even know what her name is!" After finishing speaking, Jin Bo stood up from the stone and almost cried out loudly.
Shen Long patted his shoulder gently, and said after a long time, "Have you ever thought about going back to her? This thing has only been more than three years in the past, and maybe it's too late; you haven't forgotten her now, she may also I have n’t forgotten you ... "Even if the Tibetan girl is already married, Jin Bo can get out of this knot, and he will never start a new relationship.
"We used to have no money and couldn't get out that far. In the past few months, you should have made a lot of money. It's okay to go to Qinghai to find a lap. Arrange the business affairs, let's go together Shen Long encouraged, "I don't want you to regret your life for this matter."
"You too?" Jin Bo actually had this idea for a long time. Now he has the support of his best friend. He is very grateful.
"It ’s such a good story. If you do n’t mind, I want to write it in a novel; how can I say it is an essay now? It ’s also appropriate to walk around and collect materials. This is not specifically for accompany you. Ah! "Shen Long said intentionally.
"OK, then I will arrange things quickly, let's go." Jin Bo broke his nose and smiled, punching Shen Long on the shoulder. Shen Long's words made him make the final determination.
"I thought about it, it shouldn't be too difficult to find. It's only been more than three years now. Whether it is a military horse farm or a herdsman nearby, I definitely have an impression on this matter; There are many, but there is not much to say, but there are few people over there. It is always more convenient for UU to read books than www.uukanshu.com.
"I think about it when I go back to see if I can recall some useful situations." Jin Bo nodded and went back to the cave with Shen Long. The two of them lay on the kang and talked till late at night, before they knew it. Go to sleep.
Jinbo hurried back early in the morning. He wished he would immediately clean up the work at hand, rushed to Qinghai early, and found the girl who made him dream.
Shen Long went to Tian Xiaoxia and gave her the newly written manuscript. By the way, she told her the story of Jin Bo and the Tibetan girl. Xiao Xia was very moved when she heard this story and supported Shen Long to go with Jin Bo. Qinghai.
Then I went to Jia Bing again. Jin Bo was rushed back after not staying in the military camp for a long time. No relationship was formed. Shen Long was also unfamiliar in Qinghai. It may not be effective to rush to find someone, so Shen Long Thinking of Jia Bingtou, he often meets all over the country and may know some local writers.
Jia Bing really remembered that he once met a Tibetan writer in Qinghai at a meeting of the National Federation of Literature and Art. Jia Bing found out the name and work unit of the writer in his contact book. Long said some of his contacts with the writer, and Tuo Shenlong brought him some dates from northern Shaanxi.
This time, Shen Long didn't worry about going to Qinghai when the time came and couldn't figure out the direction at all.
After a few days, Jin Bo took care of the business at hand, and Xiao Cui was also arranged by him to the original Xi County, followed the old staff of his stall, and then took the white enamel jar he had treasured for a long time, and boarded with Shen Long After the train to the provincial capital, when they arrived at the provincial capital, they replaced the train to Qinghai.