South China Sea Myth

Yang Yang said: Huang Mei is not here, I want to tell you about her love story.

--Huang Mei, a propaganda cadre of the Telecommunications Bureau, graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts. She is slender, dignified and beautiful, giving people the feeling of standing out from the crowd; the male protagonist Zhang Hu is a trade union cadre of the Power Supply Bureau, and he graduated from the Academy of Arts. Burly man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, typical of a standard man. They met during the Sanya Luhuitou Tour. At that time, they belonged to a tour group, Huang Mei came with her father, and Zhang Hu came with her mother. Huang Mei likes to see the sea view of Sanya. Zhang Hu is a photography enthusiast, he likes to take pictures of beautiful women. When he saw the slim Huangmei, he couldn't help but want to take a picture of her. So, he almost said: Listen to the accent, you and I are fellow countrymen, do you accompany your father on a trip?

Zhang Hu was a little incoherent, and Huang Mei replied: You are also a fellow villager in Hubei? Yes, I accompanied my father to travel, he has always longed for Hainan Island, and my father participated in the liberation of Hainan Island back then. Zhang Hu thought to himself, what a good talk, it was brought to his father, and he got down to business: I am a member of the Photographers Association, and now, I want to make some works. Take a picture of the view. Without a beautiful woman, can you stand on this seashore and let me take a picture of the scenery with a beautiful woman.

Okay wow. Huang Mei stood on a rock by the sea, allowing Zhang Hu to take a picture of the moment of beauty.

Huang Mei said: Can you send me this photo in the future? Zhang Hu said: Why not, don't you have a camera? Huang Mei smiled: The camera's battery is dead. Zhang Hu said: Then, I'll just take a few more photos of you and your father. That's how they met, and their love sprouted in front of the deer head sculpture in Hainan. That time, they came to Sanya Luling, in front of the sculpture of the deer looking back, listening to the tour guide tell the story of the deer looking back, Zhang Hu was looking at Huang Mei's eyes, Huang Mei was looking at Zhang Hu, just looking at each other, Huang Mei's face was red, when she lowered her head, she glanced at Zhang Hu again, and Zhang Hu's heart swelled with a hot current. Zhang Hu whispered: If we can...... Forget it, I won't say anything, lest you laugh at me.

Huang Mei smiled and encouraged him: You say. If only we were like the Hunter and the Deer Fairy. Huang Mei's heart was excited, but she said in her mouth: Those are mythical characters, how can we be like them. Zhang Hu: Why can't you be like them? Huang Mei: For example, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are characters in the myths and legends of "Tianxian Pei", can we be like them? Zhang Hu: We are completely able to love each other as much as they do. Huang Mei said: You are so romantic. Back in Wuhan, Huang Mei published an essay "Lu Huitou Fu" and Zhang Hu published a photographic work "Lu Huitou Qianying", which was arranged by the editor to be on a page of the same issue of the newspaper supplement. So, the two sides began to call, and Zhang Hu said: I read your prose, it's really smooth.

Huang Mei said: I have also seen your photography, it is really beautiful. Zhang Hu said: I want to learn from you. Huang Mei replied: I also want to learn from you.

Zhang Hu said: I want to meet with you, okay? Huang Mei replied: I also want to meet you, okay.

When a young man and a young woman first met, there were no constraints on their conversation, some of them were very speculative, and some of them talked very enthusiastically. However, once they both have the intention of love, women are shy and men are embarrassed. Their conversation with each other now seems dull because they have just been in love. Marriage is one of the major events in life, so they are serious and restrained.

In this way, they often travel together, drink tea together, and eat together. Zhang Hu became restrained, his words last time in Lu Huitou were so obvious, but there was no ideal feedback, he didn't dare to say it again. Coincidentally, Huang Mei was sick and admitted to the hospital, and Zhang Hu went to the hospital to visit. He carried a large bag of fruits, including apples, bananas, and dragon fruit, which Huang Mei likes to eat, plus a handful of flowers.

When the nurse saw the posture, she was so envious, so she said: Huangmei, you are so happy, your boyfriend is so handsome. Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment. Huang Mei smiled: Yes, I am very happy to have such a boyfriend. Zhang Hu said: What you just meant was that you are willing to be my girlfriend. Huang Mei, who is ill, is reluctant to turn around the corner: yes.

Zhang Hu said in a joking tone: When you get better, I will propose to you. We've been dating for a long time, and I certainly agree. From falling in love to getting married, they fought a blitzkrieg. After getting married, they lived in a one-bedroom apartment, and the two were intimate, and soon, they began to bump and bump, and their teeth and tongues were fighting, rubbing all kinds of contradictions. For example, the walls of the room where they live are covered with a layer of textured paper. Zhang Hu painted, and when he was happy, he painted a stroke of color on the wall, and Huang Mei frowned. Zhang Hu smoked, and when he was excited, he used to press the cigarette butt on the wall, and for a period of time, the black spots on the wall were dense. At this time, Huang Mei couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: It's really lacking in morality, I didn't know you were so dirty.

Zhang Hu shot back: Who you scold for lacking morality, I turned out to be like this. Huang Mei said: How come I don't know. Zhang Hu replied: In order to marry you, of course I have to cover it up. Huang Mei said sarcastically: Now you don't hide it. Zhang Hu said: I want to restore my identity as an artist now. Huang Mei asked: You're not afraid that I'll go. Zhang Hu was very conceited and said: I'm afraid of something, your boiled duck flies away, which one is rare. Their rupture began. Huang Mei's sister came, and when she looked at the room, the walls of their room were full of cigarette butts