Chrysanthemum hill, chrysanthemum hill, yellow, white, dark red, blooming in cold, absolutely dust high!
Chrysanthemum Hill fragrance floating, more people can not stop!
At this time, people come and go in an endless stream. Tourists can feel relieved when they step here.
At the top of the chrysanthemum hill, there is a small garden. There are several pavilions in the garden, which are built with chrysanthemum. The artistic conception is deep.
This is where the chrysanthemum sword poetry meeting will be held.
At this time, there are still smog lingering in the sky, which makes Ju Qiu more poetic!
It's no wonder that the poetry festival will be held here, because even a person who can't write poetry will want to recite a poem after seeing the poetic scenery of chrysanthemum hill, in order to pay for the full feelings, but also to pay for the amazing chrysanthemum scenery!
Before Zhou Hao went to juqiu, he took a bath and changed into a white suit of yellow fir. It can be said that it was specially designed for chrysanthemum appreciation.
Before going out of the house, he smoked himself again and let himself linger with a faint fragrance.
The fragrance must be light, if there is nothing like that, in order to make people unable to stop, but also let people actively approach, this is his careful thinking
After all, there are a lot of little sisters in this Jujian poetry meeting. If you don't dress up well and go again, no one will really like it.
To juqiu, I saw a crowd of people, like the Spring Festival fair!
As people said, the poetry fair was full of young men and women, with handsome little brothers and beautiful young ladies and sisters!
Of course, Zhou Hao thinks he's not a cow's hair.
He even felt that he would be the most beautiful boy in this poetry fair, and would be favored by all the little sisters at the poetry fair!
"Hehe hehe ~" he couldn't help laughing, and he was very confident!
But at this time, three or five little sisters passed by him, and the young sisters squinted at Zhou Hao and whispered, "look, that man's hair is so ugly!"
"Yes, my hair is short enough to be a monk!"
...
after a few words of discussion, the little sisters secretly gave out several scornful sneers at Zhou Hao, which can be said to be extremely indifferent to Zhou Hao!
Zhou Hao was embarrassed at first, and then began to boo at the back of their departure!
"You eight old ladies, what bullshit. Eyes!"
"What do you know about that handsome hairstyle?"
"Pooh! You don't know how ugly you are, so you come out disgusting, cut, I wish you eight years of acne
"I wish you a lot of meat after drinking water!"
...
he was only relieved after he sent several vicious curses.
"I don't believe I'm so handsome. No little sister likes me!" He sniffed.
At this time, a very tonnage girl came to him, holding a dark red chrysanthemum in her hand.
He just sat there and watched the fat girl approach him with a smile, and then the other party brought flowers to him.
With a shy face, the fat girl pinched herself in front of Zhou Hao for a long time before she got up her courage and said, "childe, i...
" we are not suitable! Goodbye Zhou Hao snatched the words and said in a decisive and resolute tone. Then he rubbed the fat girl's shoulder and walked over.
But just as he walked out a few steps, a fat girl's roar came from behind him: "I just want to tell you that your trousers have a hole. Do you think that I like you?"
"Oh, it's so funny! It's self indulgent. Who would take a fancy to your short hair? Hehe ~ "
the fat girl sneers and shakes her head away, leaving only Zhou Hao, who is muddled by the sun...
and then walks away