This year the flowers are blooming, and this year the flowers are falling. Next year the flowers will bloom again, and I will be a year older.

Sometimes it has to be said that the image affects the content, or that the image is an extremely important part of the content!

Zuo Qing's one, good, is definitely not good, but for a little girl who is less than ten years old, it is not bad, and it is not bad.

But her handwriting is so bad!

Crooked, like a worm crawling, if it is put together with Miao Daquan, it will make it difficult for people to judge which one is worse for a while.

In addition, Miao Daquan's "roll noodles" are actually clean.

And Zuo Qing's piece of paper, from front to back, was smeared by her a lot, and even the last sentence was smeared several times before it became what it is now.

So the comprehensive evaluation is just one word, ugly!

It's uglier than Miao Daquan's!

This is also the reason why none of the seven judges just now nominated her.

If her roll is clean and the words are written clearly and delicately, if she can't figure out this one, she will let a certain step take a closer look, and then think, well, it's not bad.

There are no ifs.

The fact is that she was not nominated by the seven judges.

After answering the question, a group of children were driven to the outfield, otherwise at this time, when the little girl Zuo Qing heard her name, it is estimated that she would look at it in great surprise.

Of course, it also includes Miao Daquan just now.

This kind of is a typical "scumbag", and there is no need to confirm the answer after the test.

I don't want to confirm the answer either.

Because confirmation is not confirmed, it's all the same.

For a test paper with a full score of 100 points, 60 points is not to be thought about, 50 points is not expected, 40 points is a surprise, but the possibility is very small.

And then as for ten, twenty or thirty, does it make a difference?

Nope.

What is there to say?

There's nothing to say either.

The teacher doesn't read her marks in class.

Unless it is intended to humiliate, motivate her, or warn other classmates.

But Xu Tonghui has something to say.

This poem is so good!

So good that he didn't have to think about it at all, the first time he saw this song just now, he thought of the rhetoric.

Xu Tonghui said with a faint smile on his face, with a sincere and humble attitude: "This one, the words are really simple, and the meaning is very simple, and it seems that it is not worthy of the title of 'Dao' in Taoist poetry at all. ”

There are ground steps with a slight bow.

Xu Tonghui's voice changed, "But, is there really no Tao in it?"

Speaking of this, Xu Tonghui's face was filled with a faint look of nostalgia and reverence, and after a slight pause, he continued: "I remember that when I was with Shizun, I happened to hear Shizun recite these two Taoist poems. ”

Xu Tonghui's master?

Even Xu Yishan couldn't help but be awe-struck when he heard this.

And the various families have long guessed about Xu Tonghui's origin, and they all look dignified, and some even begin to adjust their bodies consciously or unconsciously, as if they want to put themselves in a more eye-catching state.

It's as if a being they can't hope for or come to be here.

After a pause, Xu Tonghui slowly read out "the two sentences he heard":

"The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. ”

If these two sentences are from someone whose identity is unknown, the people present may think that they are well written, or that they are quite well written.

But when it was clearly known in advance that this was Xu Tonghui hearing his master recite.

Descending from Xu Yishan, there was silence.

They all began to actively immerse themselves in the artistic conception of these two Taoist poems.

Especially the several female cultivators of the Lanshui Sect, Nan Pingxiu's eyes even had a little tears in their eyes.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

More than 100 years of time, as if at this moment, the peaks and loops turned to the past.

Back then, she was a little girl of the same age as Zuo Qing and other children, she didn't know about cultivation or the world, and in her heart, except for longing, there was a blank in her heart.

Afterward.

She was accepted by Lan Zhizong.

She was admired by her master and accepted into her discipleship.

Little by little, she grew up as a little girl, after ten, twenty, thirty, forty......

The scenery on the road is also changing all the time.

In other words, it is not the scenery that changes, but the personnel.

Her grandfather and grandmother, who doted on her, passed away one after another.

Her father and mother, who had always been proud of her, passed away one after another.

The elder brother, several younger brothers and younger sisters, passed away one after another.

The family began to gradually become strange to her, and the place that was once the most familiar became the least familiar, and it seemed even stranger than a completely unfamiliar place.

So she stopped setting foot on it, and her last fate with the family was to bring out a little girl from the family and let her belong to the Lanshui Sect.

Shizun finally failed to resist the shackles of the years and left her.

She became the sect master of the Lanshui Sect.

The moment she became the sect master, she realized that so many elders had passed away, and she had already become the elder of many people in the sect.

There are also many people here at the moment, Gan Congshi, Gu Huaimin and so on.

Reminiscing about the past acquaintances and teenagers.

When did they become the old they are now?

I can't remember, or rather, I can't remember.

In fact, they have seen each other almost every year, so in each other's eyes, everyone has not changed. But year after year, year after year......

The flowers are similar every year.

Year after year...... People are no longer the same......

Whether you realize it or not, this year is not last year's.

"This year the flowers are blooming, and this year the flowers are falling. Next year the flowers will bloom again, and I will be a year older. ”

A little girl's innocent words, at this time, seem so shocking.

A little girl who is less than ten years old, will she have any feelings about the passage of time and the changes in personnel?

Nope.

Inevitably, there must be.

So she didn't feel emotional.

When she writes, she either makes up sentences stiffly, or even has joy, "I'm a year older", a kind of joy that she is about to grow up, just like she did back then, looking forward to cultivation and looking forward to a lot of the future.

I don't know how long it took, when everyone's eyes regained their clarity and gathered on Xu Tonghui again.

Xu Tonghui smiled slightly, and continued to speak, saying something similar to what Nanping Xiu thought in the end:

"We are specific to Zuo Qing's poem, 'The flowers will bloom again next year, I will be a year older', especially in the last sentence as the finale, in fact, the meaning and direction are unclear. ”

"If we pull her over and let her say it herself, most of the time we won't be able to say anything. ”

"Chances are, when she wrote these two sentences, it didn't mean anything at all!"

But in her ignorance, following some instinct, she said that the flowers bloom and fall every year, and then she also compares people, herself, with the flowers that bloom and fall. ”

She was contrasting, and she didn't know what she meant. ”

"But we know. ”

"When she grows up, let's say ten years, a hundred years from now, what will it be like for her to read this poem herself?"

"It's a feeling, we can't possibly know. ”

Because her future is uncertain, both in her own hands and in the hands of many people and things that are not her own. Among them, some are predictable and some are unpredictable. ”

"I nominated Miao Daquan because of the 'truth' embodied in his Taoist poems. ”

"I nominated Zuo Qing because of the 'illusion' embodied in her Taoist poems. ”

"Senior brother, seniors, no matter whether we have embarked on the path of cultivation or not, no matter what step or journey we can go on the path of cultivation, our life is in the realm of truth and falsehood. ”

"Truth can become false at any time, and falsehood can also become true at any time. ”

"It is possible for illusion to turn around and become real, and it is possible for reality to become virtual as it walks. ”

All the steps are silent.

Many people here have a recognition of Xu Tonghui that they did not have before.

Before, they had a lot of respect for Xu Tonghui because of his identity and background, but this respect only stopped at his identity, and in addition to respect, it was more alienation.

The heart is respectful and distant, and the line is approaching.

In short, for Xu Tonghui, they hold a contradictory and very unstable mentality.

To put it simply, it is alienation, inability to get close.

And at this moment, most of that alienation was broken up at once.

Replace it with recognition.

After pausing again, Xu Tonghui continued: "So I nominated Zuo Qing to make her future more exciting and have more possibilities. ”

And his words suddenly woke up the ground.

It's as if I was just walking down the stairs normally, walking slowly, but when I stepped out again, I suddenly stepped on the ground, and stepped on the air!

Make her future more exciting and have more possibilities?

This sentence......

What is the meaning?

Many people's eyes were silently staggered, and their hearts were uncertain.

(End of chapter)