Introduction –

Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who has mercy on the red incense?

The gossamer is soft and fluttering, and the flocculent is lightly stained with the embroidery curtain.

The daughter in the curtain cherishes the spring, and she is full of sorrow and has nowhere to complain.

Hand hoe the flowers out of the embroidery curtain, endure the falling flowers back and forth?

The willow silk elm pod is from Fangfei, regardless of the peach and willow flying.

The peach and plum can be sent again next year, who does you know in the boudoir next year?

The incense nest in March has been built, and the swallows between the beams are too ruthless!

Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, it will not be poured into the empty nest of the beam.

Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, frost and sword are strictly pressing.

When can it be bright and fresh?

Flowers are easy to see and difficult to find, and the front of the steps is suffocated to bury the flower people.

Alone sprinkled the incense hoe with tears, sprinkled with flowers and branches to see blood marks.

The cuckoo was speechless at dusk, and the hoe returned to cover the door.

The green light shines on the wall, and the cold rain knocks on the window and is not warm.

Blame the slave for being so sad? Half for pity and half annoyance.

The pity of the spring suddenly disappeared with annoyance, and then there was no word to hear.

Last night, the sad song outside the court was released, knowing that it was the soul of the flower and the soul of the bird.

The soul of the flower and the soul of the bird are always difficult to stay, and the bird is speechless and the flower is ashamed.

May the slave give birth to wings and fly down with the flowers to the end of the sky.

At the end of the day, where is the incense hill?

If you don't collect the bright bones, a pinch of cold soil to cover the wind.

The essence is clean and clean, which is better than dirt and ditches.

Now that the slave is dead and buried, it is not known when the slave will die?

The slave is burying the flower man laughing idiot, who does he know when he buries the slave?

Try to see the remnants of spring flowers gradually falling, which is when the red face dies of old age!

Once the spring is full of red and old, the flowers fall and people die without knowing.

——Cao Xueqin, "Dream of Red Mansions (Funeral Flowers)"

The two elders of the turtle and snake should fight the demon gods of heaven and earth.

The serpent rose into the air, spun in the air, and waved a brilliant light curtain, like a little star falling from the starry sky, the light curtain cut out the light that came from the burst, and resolved the nightmare of killing. Then the long body swayed, and the dazzling silver light rushed straight up, like a brilliant silver dragon, as if it was about to be connected with the lightning that fell from the sky, successfully blocking the fierce attack of the Heavenly Demon Great God.

And the Divine Tortoise actually directly released the profound internal force that it had cultivated for many years, and even directly shattered its steel-and-iron body, and the surging life vitality caused a terrible impact on the Earth Demon Great God Evil Slaughter. Although the retreat and defense of the Earth Demon God Evil Slaughter were still timely, the huge life energy also caused it to stop here temporarily.

The White Tiger Holy Beast Xiaobai, who was fighting against the Demon Venerable's divine schemes, also showed more than enough strength.

"What the hell is going on with this group of low-level creatures? They can actually compete with the strongest five-star god of our clan, the Demon Venerable, and the two great gods of glory, the demon gods of heaven and earth!"

As soon as the glorious god said, three thousand "gods" of unknown origin immediately came out of the huge UFO and landed in the city, constantly wriggling and eroding everything.

Damn it!

- I looked at the scene in front of me, as if I was there, and I felt more and more sad and angry.

And the "I" who was really caught in it shouted two words:

"No return!"

uh——!

Hearing these two words, my heart felt as if it had been pinched heavily.

No return!

——This name made my heart suddenly mixed.

When the "I" who was really caught up in it said the name, there was no reaction at all.

It's only a few seconds, but it's already disappointing both of us.

Another woman came to my mind:

There is a little red lip on the powdered face, and the expression is still ashamed. The delicate place is like a pink peach petal, and the demeanor has a beautiful orchid posture.

- Time flies, she has come out slim, and she is no longer the little girl I used to laugh at at will.

- It's this inexplicably regretful feeling again.

No Return...... No Return......

Are you really...... Not coming back again?

This is the inner monologue of the "me" who is really caught in it.

However, the current tragic situation does not allow the "me" who is really caught in it to think more:

One by one, the ruins of people, the broken eaves and broken walls. The fallen man, with his wife and children smiling in his eyes, immediately turned into ashes. And near the demon god who was still brandishing his weapon and slashing, only cries of despair and disillusionment kept ringing. In the center of that battlefield, the White Tiger Holy Beast Xiao Bai and the Demon Venerable Divine Trick all fought into flickering light and shadow, and the two elders of the turtle and snake and the Demon God of Heaven and Earth flickered together.

Far away, the crumbling walls and the horizon.

- The "I", who was in the middle of it at the time, had to fight in person.

At this time, a picture appeared in front of my eyes and in my mind at the same time:

- "In the southwest wilderness, there is a person who is one zhang long, with a belly circumference of nine feet, trampling turtles and snakes, wearing vermilion birds, and relying on a white tiger in his left hand. Know the rivers and seas, know the number of mountains and stones, know the words of birds and beasts in the world, the people on the land, know the edible grains, and know the bitterness of plants and trees. Mortals worship it when they see it, which makes people sane. This person is also a saint in the world, a 'first pass'. ”

I saw the man:

He is one foot long and has a belly circumference of nine feet. What a handsome new young man!

The silver eyes are transparent, and the white hair is waist-high. Wonderful, an awakened wisdom giant saint!