Walking on such a mountain trail, my mood was especially soothing.
Suddenly, Su Nian pulled Zheng Haoyu, pointed into the distance, and excitedly exclaimed, "Zheng Haoyu, look over there."
Zheng Haoyu followed Su Nian's finger and saw a Lotus Pond. From their current angle, they couldn't see how big the pond was, only the red and green colors extending to the horizon. The sight was breathtakingly beautiful.
If it weren't for Su Nian holding onto Zheng Haoyu's arm, she would have almost started running along the winding path towards the Lotus Pond.
Looking at the Lotus Pond in front of him, Zheng Haoyu suddenly felt a surge of emotion. Even a couplet from an ancient poem sprang to his mind: The endless blue of the lotus leaves reaching to the sky, the lotus flowers under the sun bearing a unique shade of red.
Zheng Haoyu shook his head. It seemed that this pesky girl really triggered something in him.
When did he also become such a literary youth?
