Chapter 29: The Dream of Wu Chen
Ji Gong saw the change in the sky and hurried to the hotel to hide from the rain. Fortunately, they rushed to the hotel they had booked, and the rain did not fall.
Looking at the rain, Ji Gong said,"Look at the rain splashing on the balcony." Fence. Qing Ye. The sound of pearls falling on the jade plate rang out from the center of the lake. The gentle rain still emitted a refreshing fragrance. The small flowers quietly bloomed and rendered a kind of comfort and peace. The rain fell from the sky but casually washed the earth clean. The dripping sound broke the ripples of the lake. The low sound surged clearly this season, but it reconciled the five flavors of time.
Hearing this, Breakpoint said,"Your Highness, you're in a good mood, but you're making the rain sound so human." But we definitely don't think it's good, right?
Chai Hao wiped his sword and answered," That's right! I don't think the rain is that good. On the contrary, it rained so hard that people couldn't get out. When they went out, they would bring mud with them, but they were worried that they would be trapped in the house and couldn't open up.
Ji Gong said with a smile,"Everyone sees different scenes and understands them differently." Some people had feelings for the plants and rain. Some people were like plants and rain that had nothing in their hearts. " I saw how charming Qingshan was, so I expected him to be so when he saw me."
Chai Hao said,"We are rough people, so we naturally won't understand." He understood the landscape. These thousands of rivers and mountains are always love, but we see these thousands of rivers and mountains as nothing.
Breakpoint laughed and said,"Aiyo!" These thousands of rivers and mountains are always love, and these thousands of rivers and mountains are only equal. It was very artistic.
Chai Hao said,"Forget it!" What intent realm? I was just spouting nonsense.
Breakpoint said,"Yes, it's very artistic." If you don't believe me, you can ask His Highness the Crown Prince.
Chai Hao said,"Alright, don't make me smell bad. Stop fooling around."
Ji Gongyou looked into the distance and continued," Look at the small bridge, the flowing water, the reflection of the boat, what a beautiful scenery! But look at this flower bottom sorrow drizzle, how many towers in the misty rain, who will miss into the misty rain sky? an inch is worth a thousand miles.
Hearing this, Breakpoint and Chai Hao said in unison, Here it comes again.
Jigong Xin said,"This place is too down-to-earth."
Hearing this, Breakpoint said,"The mountain village is naturally down-to-earth."
Ji Gong Xin said,"Yes!" Nature belongs to mountains and rivers, birds, forests and fish in deep pools. In the Wild Fields, in the Cock and Dog Alley. I live in my humble house, in a distant village. Look at the vulgar place, but mistakenly in the dust net. Empty room, no dust wish, come and go again. Just talk about things in the wild, and it's common sense to pick up scraps. The dew brings the moon back, scattered in the grass. I live in the mountains and hills, and my life is always empty. On this night of a hundred years of service, I regret the rugged path. Call your son to ask about the hardships, why sigh and comfort the wind and dust? The heart of a sad person does not speak, but youth cannot.
At this time, a strong rain fell. Many villagers were busy hiding, and the fishermen on the boat also hurriedly hid in the cabin. After a while, the pedestrians disappeared on the road. There were people wearing green bamboo hats and straw raincoats who were in a hurry to take umbrellas.
Hong De Youzi held an umbrella for him and stood in the wind and rain. A gust of cold wind blew, and he couldn't help but shiver and cough dryly.
Zi Buyu saw him and said,"Prince, shall we go back?" The rain was too dense, I was afraid it would be cold.
Hong De said,"Look at how dense the drizzle is. It's only for a while. It's not a problem."
Zi Buyu listened and did not say anything.
But Hong De said,"I just want to see the rain scene of this Mount Xiqing. How beautiful is it?"
Zi Buyu listened and said," But...
Honder waved his hand and said,"Don't say anything." If you are willing, you are here. If you're not willing, you can go back first.
"What do you mean by wanting to see the rain wash the green mountains and the earth? You clearly can't let go of Miss Si and are afraid that others will snatch her away first.”Zi Buyu said this from the bottom of her heart, but she didn't say it.
Hong De looked into the distance and said," The wind blows the rain, and the rain chills the ground. It also moistens the mountains and leaves. What kind of scene is this?"
The child did not speak in his heart: This rain every day, what is there to see?
The rain only lasted for a while, and then it stopped.
"Look at the verdant green mountains in the slanting wind and rain, the fragrant grass is full of water, and the birds are chattering endlessly in the forest. There was also the sparkling water, the fisherman on the boat, the green spring river, and the misty rain in the countryside village. How could it not be intoxicating? Yearning?" Honder said happily as he coughed twice.
Zi Buyu said,"It's this rain that makes the air in the mountains even more humid." Prince, you're wearing thin clothes. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. Let's go back!
However, Honder said,"I rarely see such beautiful scenery in the Jun Residence. It's better to see more here." Look at the sky above the quiet forest. The fog curled up, and the clouds were so graceful that it made people feel like they were in a fairyland. He looked at the vast and empty land, the puddles on the road, the high and low mountains, the deep and beautiful forest, the breeze blowing the river green, the painting boats swimming gently, the birds flying in and out of the sky, the fields surrounded by flowing water, the green bamboo fence, the green water reflecting the pond, and the old cow slowly. The goose chicken that was flapping its wings was so demure and unrestrained?
Zi Buyu seemed to have been influenced by Hong De and looked over as well," That's right! Looking at the spring water, it seemed to be soaking the grass on the shore. The boat seemed to be far away in the middle of the river, but it also seemed to be very close to the pond.
Honder said,"Yes!" The green mountain was dark green, like a girl's beautiful eyebrows. This long stream was winding and winding, but it flowed into the distance.
Zi Buyu said,"When the breeze blows, the catkins dance with the wind."
Hong De said," It seems that the bird doesn't know how beautiful the picturesque scenery outside the countryside is, but it is nostalgic for the courtyard. It flies and plays with the flowers in the courtyard."
Zi Buyu said," After the rain, the wilderness is especially open and spacious. There is no fog or dust at all. The land is really clean."
Hund said," A verdant mountain peak suddenly appeared behind the ridge. The green trees connected the stream to the mouth of the river, and the river water sparkled." Looking at the flower bud, the flower bud sprouted on the tender green branches, and the flowers competed to put on the green leaves, forming a sea of flowers and green belts. It was quite artistic and picturesque. I wonder how many trials and tribulations it took for me and Miss Si to go from strangers to acquaintances? From the first time we met, I was already moved.
Zi Buyu saw that Hong De was starting to get emotional again, so he didn't say anything, so he stayed silent at the side.
Hong De said," It was a coincidence, a chance encounter, a look, a smile. I wish I had known you earlier. Everything in the past was wasted." Endless yearning, endless worries. He thought that fate would be like spring when flowers bloomed. He didn't expect Old Man Ji to appear out of nowhere, crazy and domineering for love. It's good that I'm young. Sister Xingsi still has me in her heart. I'm afraid, I'm afraid
Zi Buyu listened and said,"What are you afraid of?" Could it be that you are the crown prince of a country? Why would you be afraid of losing to an old man? He was just a relative of the royal family? Besides, Miss Si still has you in her heart.
Hong De said,"I'm afraid I'll give her heart to someone else. How can I live?" Besides, she doesn't have any feelings for me. There was a saying that the furthest distance in the world was not that the stars did not have intersecting trajectories, but that even if the trajectories intersected, they could not be found in the blink of an eye. Some people were only one step away. Some people were not fated. Some people, once they entered their hearts, couldn't let go and ended up with nothing.
Zi Buyu said,"No love is wrong. No matter who you fall in love with, the difference lies in your understanding of her." Right, she belongs to you. Wrong, she's not yours.
Honder suddenly shivered and sneezed a few times.
Zi Buyu touched Hong De's forehead and said,"Prince, you're having a fever. Let's go back quickly."
Hong De still wanted to insist on not leaving, but he couldn't resist Zi Buyu's coaxing and dragging him away.
Honder was still unconscious on the bed and mumbling in his sleep. Sister Wu Chen, I wanted to see the sea of stars, travel the world, and experience the vicissitudes of life, but I accidentally met you on a distant road. From then on, I drowned in your amorous feelings. Do you know my heart?
Looking at the setting sun, Ji Gongxue seemed to have seen Si Wuchen standing there as well, so she walked over and said," You look at this hazy evening, it seems that no matter how the wind rises and falls, the dust does not change, and the loneliness also blooms a fragrance that anyone can pick.
Si Wuchen said, Is it really that good?
Ji Gong said,"Look at your graceful figure." A graceful figure was among them. All of this is beautiful because of you. You are the fairy who walked out of here.
Si Wuchen said with a smile," I'm not a fairy. I'm just an ordinary person."
"You are," said Ji Gongyou. Look at your tender and beautiful, as brilliant as ever. Your eyes are full of love and charm, like a person in a painting or a scene in a poem. A burst of beauty's fragrance, a tenderness that made your eyes beautiful.
Si Wuchen said," You're so sincere, but I don't have any feelings for you. Isn't that a bit too much?"
"We've been in love for a thousand years!" said Ji Gongyan. It wasn't just now, but a thousand years ago. You may have forgotten me, but I haven't forgotten you. In the Book of Three Lives and Three Lives, every stroke and every trace recorded my longing for thousands of years. I looked at the green mountains and walked over the rivers just to hold you in my arms. I wanted to give you the rivers and mountains just to make you smile.
Hearing that, Si Wuchen said in disbelief," Just to make me smile?
"I'm willing to trade a picturesque landscape for your smile," said Ji Gongyou. Let him be pure and turbid in the mortal world, just for your smile, samsara is willing to fall. I'm willing to use my three lives of fireworks to exchange for your blurred life.
Si Wuchen said,"That's funny!" Stubbornly guarded for a thousand years, when did the old red line for you and me? All the unfeeling feelings in the world disappeared with a smile. If persistence is in vain, how can you exhaust your life? Just to wait for an untouchable love? Why bother?
Ji Gongyou said,"Your face looks like a peach blossom, but the peach blossom smiles in the spring breeze." Such a beautiful face, even if it was the fireworks scattered all over the ground, no matter how hard they tried, they could not match your gorgeous appearance. But you want me to forget it, like it's gone with the wind. How is that possible? It was as if I was enduring the scorching sun and the ravages of the wind and rain. I was only willing to bloom for the flourishing flowers that I looked forward to every day. You are that flower bud, I saw your blooming face, and I also saw your blooming charm. He felt that it was worth it.
Si Wuchen said,"Do you know why peach blossoms are lonely?" It was because it grew for those who were moved and bloomed for those who were hurt. That beauty was also dyed with tears. How can your wishful thinking wash away the loneliness of the world?
Ji Gong said,"Warm her up with your heart!" Seeing her bright eyes, he added a line to her brows. She drew the depth of her eyebrows, making the flowers look charming in her eyes. It was a painting of spring light, a beautiful painting.
Si Wuchen said," Loving a person starts from their looks, then falls into their talents, becomes loyal to their character, becomes obsessed with their body, becomes obsessed with their voice, and finally, loses to their material, loses to reality, and returns to dust." You, aren't you?
Ji Gong said,"How can I not love you deeply?" If you can't see the feelings in the person in front of you, it's really too hurtful to always make me sad. For you, I chanted a few words of love, painted a painting of love, and blossomed a field of flowers of love. Could it be that these could not warm up your time?
Si Wuchen said,"Look at the beauty of the flowers when they bloom. Who cares about the desolate scene when the petals fall?" The melancholy of the fallen flowers, the feeling of withering, flew away with the wind, let alone in the wind and rain, let alone in the mud.
Ji Gong said," Looking at the flowers blooming and falling, it's always dust. Flowers bloom for four seasons, just like life. It's sad and happy. It's better to live life as a poem." When one thought about unhappy things, the wind and rain would come. If you think of beautiful things, you will be surrounded by a world of flowers. That is to say: a single thought into joy, everywhere prosperous everywhere brocade. Do you know? Your every excuse is so gentle and sweet, making my heart fall for it for a moment.
Si Wuchen said," But I always want to avoid those memories about you. I want to return to peace and calm my heart." But you always disturb my life and make waves come to my heart. Everyone has a corner where they need to rest their feelings and pain, but you are. Besides, we are not old enough. You can be my father, but we can't.
"Am I old?" asked Ji Gong Huan.
Si Wuchen remained silent.
" I feel like I'm at the right age," said Ji Gong Huan." It's also the time for me to mature." Thinking about that young man, he had no hair on his face and was not good at doing things. Immature when things happen, childish in life, no power in hand, listen to others when doing things. I'm different. Once I have power, I can summon the wind and rain with a flip of my hand.
Si Wuchen said," I'm afraid of being alone. I need someone who can protect me for the rest of my life." You're already old, how can you protect me?
Ji Gong said with a smile," Look at the warmth of the sun. The years are quiet. You're still young. How can I dare to grow old?" Let me bow my hands to you, don't wait until your hair turns white before you regret it.
"Don't pester me. You're so bad." Hearing that, Si Wuchen pushed his hands forward.
"Aiya! Don't push me!" Jigong Xin woke up talking in her sleep.
Breakpoint and Chai Hao saw that Ji Gong Huan was daydreaming again, so they looked at each other without saying a word.
The old lady gathered the whole family for a meeting and told them about Si Wuchen entering the Lord Bao's Mansion. He wanted Si Ceng to send Si Wuchen to the Monarch's Residence because he was afraid Si Ceng would be sad. Who knew that Si Zeng Jian wanted to send Si Wuchen on his last journey, so the old lady allowed him and his brother to send him off. Who knew that Si Zeng Jian wanted to send Si Wuchen off alone, and that stubbornness was fearless. The old lady saw her son's stubbornness and thought of the cruelty of separating them alive. She no longer had any thoughts of hurting him. She was also afraid that her injured son would be in too much pain, so she let it go this once.
That night, Si Zeng Jian and Si Wuchen stayed up in their respective rooms. The old moon in the sky was also a witness.
Si Wuchen didn't have the mood to admire the moon. Instead, he was busy making clothes in his room and sewing under the moonlight. I hope that you can find a good woman to take care of you in place of me.
Si Zeng Jian looked at Yue Er and said,"Sister, you're going. I wonder when we'll meet again." How many moons do you have in a year? The moon is like that time, and the people are like that time? When can we enjoy the spring moon together? Always annoying, in the heartbroken voice alone chanting, but also asked where in the world sentimental, now how really not sentimental? Oh! It had nothing to do with romance, but with romance.
Si Wuchen was still thinking sadly," Would Old Moon tell them about the cold night? What was wrong with those promises that had no ending? It is said that love is eternal, that crazy melancholy, how is it useless to miss? Why should this feeling hurt parting? With whom will the wind blow past? Wasn't this too heartless?
Si Zengjian said,"Ever since you were by my side, I didn't ask or think about anything else in the world. I only wanted you to stay by my side." There are thousands of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love!
Si Wuchen was upset because he thought," Brother Zeng Jian, are you the lover I promised for three lifetimes? Why did I miss you because I lost you in this vast sea of people?
Si Zeng Jian said,"Sister Wu Chen, even if I miss you to the bone and can't be saved, I only hope that you will be as beautiful as ever."
Yue 'er walked among the black clouds. A gust of wind blew, and it suddenly began to rain.
Si Zeng Jian looked at the rain and said," Sister Wu Chen, you seem to be carrying this gentle breeze and drizzle. You made an appointment with me in spring and intoxicated my time." I was useless and lost you! Now I can't bear to think about it, it's difficult to hide my feelings for parting people. I've broken my nine ileum, and it's more than just broken my nine ileum. A hundred times, even more than ten million times.
Seeing the rain, Si Wuchen hurriedly closed the window and continued to sew clothes in front of the bed. The moment she turned around, it was as if she had forgotten her tenderness for a thousand years. Was it a thousand years of tender feelings that planted a deep wound in my bones? I really want to fill this half life separation, say goodbye to this life of hatred. But you seem to be destined in the past life, the person who is drunk with you in this life, but you are the person who is not in love but still in love. I can only repay you with hatred, with tears of longing?
Si Zeng Jian stood in front of the window and let the rain hit his face. He even reached out to catch the rain and said, Who can lean on the moon and sigh alone at the smoke of the mortal world? Who is leaning against the window, singing alone in the rain, longing for love? Who will lean against the railing and write lonely words alone? This love was bitter, but it wasn't enough to exchange for this life of confusion? He missed it.
Si Wuchen thought to himself,'I'm like a wandering traveler in the mortal world. You and I have lived on both sides of the river for thousands of years. I'm having a wet dream on my pillow, but I don't remember that the fleeting years have changed our faces.' Time has put our hearts in our bosom, and we can't see each other. I can't even think by myself. Any pond of spring water and a city of flowers blooming for you, seems to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains. The flowers bloomed and withered. Just like that, a thousand years of prosperity unwittingly continued. It was as if there was no cycle of the four seasons, and he was still unwilling to wake up and dream to the extreme. I'm afraid that when I wake up, I'll be locked in my dream and I'm afraid of losing you. However, he had to wake up from his dream. So what if he had begged for a thousand years? So what if he only wished for a hundred or half lives? Or losing you.
Si Zengjian said: Look at how much I miss you tonight. Where is the waning moon and the morning wind? A night of cold rain buried famous flowers, was it a spring dream several times in the air to destroy the soul? A kind of feeling that was deep enough to be melancholic, a feeling that seemed to be emotionless.
Si Wuchen thought to himself,'In an instant, many old things rushed into my mind, so close yet so far away.' Fortunately, the west wind was full of hatred, but it couldn't blow away her eyebrows. Thinking that I have never dared to fall in love, I'm afraid it's just a dream. As expected, love was like a dream.
"Watching a beautiful scene, admiring the flowers and rain, tasting a faint yearning, being at ease in the midst of all the fated events, tasting the taste of the lonely season in the calm and indifferent time, where should I wait for you in the mortal world? Waiting for my Sister Wu Chen?" Si Zengjian turned around and went to the table with a pen. He spread out the bamboo scroll and wanted to write, but he didn't know where to start. He put down the pen but was unwilling. Every time he put down his pen, he would pick it up again, and every time he picked up his pen, he would put it down again.
It was dawn and the rain had stopped.
Si Wuchen had spent the whole night sewing a new set of clothes for Si Zeng Jian. He had gone to Si Zeng Jian's room to let him try it on. She pushed open Si Zengjian's door and saw him sleeping on a table and chair like he was drunk. There was an inkstone and a brush on the table. The half-rolled bamboo slips were in a mess, and the oil lamp was still burning. He went over to open the book written in ink.
However, the words on the booklet were scribbled and changed, and it was impossible to see what was written clearly.
Si Zeng woke up when he saw someone putting on clothes for him. It was you.
Si Wuchen said,"
Si Zeng Jian looked outside again and said,"Is it dawn?"
Si Wuchen said,"It's dawn."
Si Zeng Jian looked at his new robe and asked," Whose gown was this?
Si Wuchen said, I made it for you overnight.
Si Zengjian asked,"Is this cloth very expensive?"
Si Wuchen said," We Si Family members can't be looked down upon by others when we go out, especially when we go to the Monarch's Mansion. We can't guarantee that they won't look down on us."
Si Zeng Jian looked at Si Wuchen and was about to say a thousand words, but when he heard Si Wuchen's words, he realized that they were siblings. He couldn't say anything, and he didn't know where to start. He knew that it was useless to say anything.
Si Wuchen saw something from Si Zeng Jian's eyes and knew that he couldn't tell Si Zeng Jian about their love, so he said calmly," Sigh! Come, try it on. This robe fits you.
After hearing that, Si Zeng Jian somehow let Si Wuchen try on the new robe for him. His mind was blank as he let Si Wuchen try on the new robe for him. He looked at the person in front of him and really wanted to hug her, kiss her, kiss her
Si Wuchen helped Si Zengjian to try on his clothes. He straightened the corner of his clothes and tidied his collar. Sometimes, they were also face-to-face. She sniffed his body odor. Breathing. Her tone and heart were: " I've seen you before, brother. When I was about to leave, I wanted to smell your body odor and hide it in the deepest part of my heart. I also wanted to hide the beauty of my first love. Only our memories will be known by no one else.”
The old lady came back and said,"My son Wu Chen, the village chief is waiting!"
"I understand." Si Wuchen responded, wiped his tears, and walked out of Si Zengjian's room.
Si Zengjian wiped off his tears and followed him out in the new clothes that Si Wuchen had made for him.
"Oh! After all, he and his sister had been together for many years. He was a little reluctant to part with them. My daughter has no affection for the Si Clan. After all, she grew up in the Si Clan, so it's hard for her to part with her.”When the old lady saw the village chief come out with Si Zeng Jian and Si Wuchen, she smiled and said, then came out with tears.
When the village chief heard this, he also said,"Yes, this is human nature." Even if she wasn't his biological daughter, they were still eating together. Growing up, how could there be no affection? His biological mother didn't even raise his mother.
The entire Sang Family was here. It was also the old lady of Si Family who informed them, so the whole family came to send Si Wuchen off.
The villagers of the Si Family were all here. Most of them were here to watch the fun and to see Si Wuchen, the beauty, enter the Monarch's Mansion to enjoy his life. However, they didn't know that it was not as easy as they thought. Looking at Si Wuchen's new clothes, these villagers couldn't help but praise him,""Wow! We don't usually see how beautiful she is. Today, she was dressed in a new outfit. She was like a peach blossom and had a graceful bearing. She was really a living beauty. Looking at her beauty, if she entered the monarch's manor, she might become the monarch's wife.”Some people also said,"With her beauty, it's possible that she's a princess."”Some people also said,"If you enter the royal family, I'm afraid the queen can also do it."”When these villagers saw Si Zengjian again, they also praised,""Wow! Usually, he looked dispirited and dispirited. He did not look like a man at all. He was soft and weak. He was dressed in new clothes and looked energetic. He was gentle and elegant, with an outstanding bearing and was elegant!”Some people also said,"If the two of them were a match, they would be a perfect match. They are a perfect match. They would be the envy of people. I'm afraid even the gods would be jealous." I heard that the two of them were originally husband and wife. Why did they become brother and sister?”"Yes! If the two of them were compatible, it would really make people only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals. Unfortunately, the two of them might not have cultivated enough, and the 'one hundred years of cultivation, crossing the same boat, one thousand years of cultivation, sleeping together' was not up to par, so the two of them were only worthy of being brother and sister in this life.”
Some people who didn't know the market situation scolded them when they heard their words,"What nonsense are you spouting? They were siblings, and they both had the same surname, Si!”The person who said this was unwilling to be scolded, so he retorted,"You're the one who 'spews charred barks' to catch maggots! They were not biological siblings. The woman was a child bride who had been adopted.”The person who didn't know the market price was still unconvinced."You're just a 'bullsh * t' who's gritting his teeth. How is this possible?”A peacemaker couldn't bear to see them quarrel, so he persuaded them,"Alright, why do you care? It's not your own business, so why are you guys fighting? What a lunatic."
Si Wuchen bid farewell to his relatives in the Si Family's courtyard with a smile and tears in his eyes.
Si Wuchen's family members were also reluctant to part with him. They tearfully reminded him to learn to take care of himself in the future.
The village chief called the old lady over and said, Our village is poor and we don't have a carriage, so we can only send them off with a cart.
The old lady said,"That's a long way."
The village chief didn't wait for the old lady to finish and said," Don't worry about that. I've already called a few strong men to help.
When the old lady heard this, she said,"That's the only way."
The village chief asked again,"Should we leave early?" The road was quite far!
The old lady hesitated and said,"Okay, let's go!"
Hearing that, the Village Chief pushed aside the Zhang family and the Sang family members who were surrounding Si Wuchen and said to Si Wuchen," Miss Si, let's go!
Si Wuchen nodded and left the hospital with tears in his eyes. He threw away Sang Ruosu's hand and sat on the handcart.
Si Zeng saw that no one else was allowed to push the two-wheeled cart, so he came to send Sister Wu Chen off himself.
Village Chief asked the helper to retreat and follow.
The few men said to the village chief, What should he do? If he doesn't let us push the cart, you can't cut our wages, right?
The village chief said,"I'm treating you. I'll speak in human language, so naturally, I won't give you anything." Don't worry, he's a weak scholar. He won't be able to hold on for long. You guys just follow him.
Si Zeng Jian pushed a cart and sweat quickly appeared on his forehead, drenching his clothes.
Si Wuchen knew that his elder brother couldn't push the handcart, so he didn't want to embarrass him. After a few miles, he told his elder brother that he wasn't used to sitting on the handcart, so he wanted to walk and enjoy the scenery along the way. He also asked the people brought by the village chief to push the empty handcart.
Si Zeng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the empty cart was handed over to someone else.
Si Wuchen said to Si Zeng Jian with a smile," She had seen her brother before. The air was so refreshing today. The blue sky was filled with clouds, the bridge was charming, and the mountains and rivers were hugging each other. What kind of mood was this?
Si Zeng Jian forced a smile and said,"Yes!" Using a far-reaching state of mind to walk in the quiet world was like searching for a beautiful place. Looking at the world with a peaceful mind was like watching the warm sun, drinking a cup of tea, listening to a piece of music, or listening to the sound of flowers blooming. How beautiful it would be. However, even though many people achieved a state of calm, they never realized the fun of life.
Hearing that, Si Wuchen said," Last night, it was still raining and cold outside the curtain. The scene of the drizzle and the wet flowers turned around in front of my eyes, which inevitably made me feel a bit sad and lonely." Today, the sun was shining brightly, and everything seemed to be restless. The flowers were busy competing for their fragrance, the butterflies were busy flying over the wall, and seeing all this made people wonder what was going on. However, why were there waves in their hearts?
Si Zengjian said,"Everyone sees the scenery differently and understands it differently." The Drunken Butterfly and the Addicted Bee were just a cluster of incense, but when the flowers fell, the branches and leaves fell, making one feel melancholy. Originally, it was because of the beauty of the flowers and the fragrance that made people feel so good in this environment. Don't think a rain set residual red everywhere, but also make people fall into parting feelings. For example, if the wind blew unintentionally, the flowers would fall unintentionally. The wind blowing and the flowers falling seemed not beautiful but sad. If these were woven into a picture, it would not lose its beauty. Scenery can follow one's mood, but when is a person's mood not like a scene? Perhaps it was because he had not been in the mood to watch the drizzle recently, but because it was difficult to say goodbye, his mood was very different. Why is there only a shadow left? Was that dewdrop the source of the tears shed by the waning moon? Time always left many blank spaces for people, but there was no result. It was as if there was a reason why it was difficult to end.
Hearing that, Si Wuchen said,"Yes!" The years were always silent and empty, but they gave rise to some feelings. Brilliant flowers bloomed in time, rushing forward all the way, regardless of whether the moment of beauty or fragrance passed away. However, a person's thoughts could go from complicated to simple. How could those feelings that could only be boiled in a rich and mellow manner disappear in an instant and still bloom into a happy flower in the lines at the corner of the eye? It made one's heart feel empty.
Si Zengjian said," Those familiar scenes, those familiar auras, how do you feel without those familiar people?" Love has always been deep, but the fate is shallow, a farewell two wide, time and old people, but also two boundless. In this world where there are few gatherings and many separation, where are people coming and going? When did that freak combination of factors stop for anyone? Every time a fragment appeared, it was related to longing. It was like a vine that had been growing for a long time, but the dust that tied people's hearts could not be removed and there was no end.
Si Wuchen said," I'm like a shoal, like a wild land without a master. I'm full of flying flowers, lowering my eyebrows with the flowers, and showing my face with the wind." Such a pure joy in his heart, he just didn't want to waste it easily, he didn't want to abandon it casually. It was just that he couldn't even hope to obtain a little bit of his original heart and not forget it so that time would not hurt him.
Si Zengjian said," I really want to find a patch of grass to lie down and feel the softness of the earth, the smile of the sun, and the vastness of the blue sky." Holding a handful of spring water, picking a green leaf, listening to the melody of the wind, the pattering of the rain, let the heart simply feel this beautiful feeling. He always thought that there was still a long time to come, but it turned out that there was no future. Was that infatuation sincere? Now fickle but separated. It was said that the wind blew according to one's will, but when had the wind ever blown according to one's will? Especially not a human.
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