Chapter 2140

Name:Golden Greenery Author:Zhuo Setong
Boden lake is clear and green, and the water is as bright as a mirror. The sun is shining and the clouds are like catkins. The Alps are reflected in the water, and the light of the sun shines on them, like the broken diamonds flowing in the mountains.

The bright lake is connected with the sky. At the beginning, it is still thick and light. The farther away, the water and the sky will be hazy together, showing only a white trace of the intersection of the water and the sky. The town of Bregenz is impeccably beautiful.

Zhuoyang and Koko, as well as their father and mother, strolled along the alleys and water side of Bregenz. This scene should have been a warm and beautiful picture, but Zhuoyang and Koko regretted it.

You shouldn't have to pull the old couple together.

In fact, mom and dad are not very old. Uncle Frank and aunt Matilda are only 48 years old this year. They are still middle-aged. They used to be classmates of Trinity College in Cambridge. They began to fall in love when they were in college.

Koko said that Koko's father and mother have a very good relationship. They love each other from the heart, not from the surface.

on the side of the small street paved with large red and yellow blocks, the fat Austrian aunt put out friendly eyes from the window and looked at everyone passing by. On the windowsill of her small shelf, there are many strawberry milkshakes in transparent boxes.

Seven or eight bright red strawberries are crowded in the box and poured with a thick layer of deep red jam. The white milkshake melts in the red, like a beautiful love.

"Frank, the strawberries look delicious," said Mom Koo

"I think you're very right," he said, raising a finger

With that, father Kou paid for a box of beautiful strawberries and nodded to the fat aunt with a smile. Cardamom holds two small pink fists happily in front of her chest and jumps to her mother's side.

He picked up a strawberry with a fork and made it hang jam and milkshake. The act of gently feeding mom Kou and the love in her eyes can melt the ice and snow of the Alps.

Mom Kou chews the strawberries happily. Her mouth wriggles with sweetness. Then she turns to go with dad Kou. Gone

Cardamom was still waiting for strawberries with her mouth wide open.

The happy couple seemed to have no idea of their daughter's existence at all, so they went away, fed each other strawberries while walking.

Zhuo Yang hurriedly bought a box of black thread, one for me and the other for me. Baji and Baji were not romantic or sweet at all.

Koko took her mother's hand, chirped like a happy bird, pointing to the beautiful scenery on both sides. My mother listened attentively. Aunt Matilda and her daughter were together like a pair of sisters.

Kokome is still happy to describe the scenery of the lake and the mountains, but her hand was released by her mother at some time. When she found out, her mother's hand had been clasped with her father's ten fingers.

Mom Kou is on dad Kou's shoulder. They walk slowly. Mom Kou is intoxicated by her husband's magnetic bass.

Koko: "..."

Zhuo Yang hurriedly: "take me, take me..."

Cardamom and Zhuoyang's hands shake ceaselessly together, like a hard swing. Cardamom's mouth pouts to tie an ass. Looking at her father and mother's back, she seems to be throwing the swing apart.

lakeside restaurant has delicious food and colorful gin.

Light wind blows over the lake, kisses people's cheek, summer wind brings the taste of love. Not far away came the melodious music of the violin.

Four people eat quietly. Time seems to be very slow. The picture is so beautiful that it looks like an oil painting.

Mom put down the knife and fork gently, there was no sound of collision.

"Frank, it's really beautiful here. Shall we have a toast to the beauty? "

My father also put down his knife and fork, without making a sound.

He smiled and said, "OK, cheers."

Konko happily grabbed the cup full of gin, Zhuoyang also quickly dropped his knife and fork, grabbed the napkin and wiped his mouth.

Father Kou and mother Kou narrowed their eyes and approached slowly. He and her face touched each other gently, intimately.

The dimples on father and mother's faces are stuck together. The dimples touch the dimples. They are cheering.

Cardamom holds the cup in the breeze, and Zhuoyang gulps down a mouthful of jelly.

It's still early, but the sun always wants to kiss the Alps. Slowly, a golden line was drawn along the edge of the mountain, and the sunlight was sprayed out of the gap between the valleys, like flying gauze in the air.

The color of Boden Lake changed from blue to indigo, as if a huge sapphire was quietly inlaid at the foot of the mountain.

The long trestle stretches into the middle of the lake. Zhuoyang and Koko, Uncle Frank and aunt Matilda sit on the bench at the end of the trestle, intoxicated in the quiet.

Life is always so busy that it's a sin to let time pass like this. But people seem to forget that such indulgence and a moment of indifference to the passage of time are the essence of life.All the busyness is to be able to have a moment of their own time solidification.

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful that it can't be used for anything," said Mom Koo

"Beauty is like a poem," said Koko

"It's like music, like a dream piano," said Zhuoyang

"It's like a mirror, a wave of light, a Matilda. It's hard to be as beautiful as one thousandth of you. You are my most beautiful scenery."

Mom and dad look at each other: "frank, I love you."

Koko: "..."

Zhuoyang's mouth and eyes were drawn together.

Mom and dad have kissed each other.

All day long, Zhuoyang and Konko were splashed with this kind of unexpected dog food, their hearts were jammed.

When cardamom and Zhuoyang are alone, they are like lacquers and gums, and their love words are endless. But in front of her mother and father, she still has to make a small padded jacket. She is not very close to Zhuoyang.

Zhuo Yang is even more so, Chinese children who have in front of their parents and daughter-in-law bored into a pimple, unconsciously will be very disciplined.

The most two people can do in a whole day is to hold their arms together, hand in hand and ten fingers together. But mom and dad are wandering in the heart of love this day. There is no one else in their eyes. No daughter or son-in-law exists.

Walking, mom and dad often kiss together without any sign. They kiss back. After kissing, but also four eyes affectionate relative, Kou dad holding the face of Kou Ma, with her fingers gently wipe the corners of her mouth.

Zhuoyang and Konko did not come for an outing at all, or they came to be fed face to face by dogfood, which their parents spread out to the sky without money.

Love should have been so beautiful.