(Recommended reading: Xiao Feimei said: "I think it's better to be in modern society, at least the transportation is convenient, you can easily take a plane, and the time will be here in an instant." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info don't need to be so time-consuming and laborious, we went to the capital this time, over the mountains and mountains, half a year has passed, it's not easy. ”

I smiled and said, "Oh, I'm a person, I'm most afraid of making airplanes in my life, I don't have a sense of security on the ground at all, I feel floating in the boundless air, rootless and bottomless." Every time I took a plane, I couldn't help but shiver all over my body, shivering like I was having an epileptic seizure. Every time I have to close my eyes reverently, and my heart keeps praying, God, Allah, Bodhisattva, Buddha bless, must be safe, the plane must land safely! Especially when taking off and landing, my heart is racing and I have trouble breathing. Fortunately, the body is okay, otherwise I would have been scared out of heart disease. ”

I then said thoughtfully: "Moreover, in fact, life is nothing more than a process, and people are destined not to leave the earth alive. So slow has the benefit of being slow. I like the slow and leisurely train the most, especially leisurely, particularly comfortable, slowly look at the scenery, slowly enjoy the journey all the way, even if it is rainy outside, gloomy clouds, but as soon as you enter the train, there is a smell of grass and earth inside, even the mood can become idle, inadvertently look back at the window outside, or the oblique wind and drizzle, or the wind and sunshine, or the rain after the sunny day, watch the big river rolling eastward, see the foothills of the mountains stand majestically, see the strange rocks and wild grasses, see the grass and parrot island. Look at the thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring, see the small bridges and flowing water, the ancient road west wind and thin horses, see the desert lonely smoke, see the sunset over the long river, see different scenery, and enjoy a different life. ”

Xiao Fei said with a hippie smile: "Don't you see that you are still a writer? However, you mainly sit less, naturally sit comfortably and comfortably. Thinking about our children from poor families, it is not easy to go to college, I have to leave my hometown, go all the way to study in other places, and now I think of the overcrowded green train is still fresh in my memory, and I squeeze it up, and there are all kinds of pungent sweat smell, smoke, salted fish, and stinking and smoky smell immediately paved the surface, and it is still around my nose, and more than 30 hours of long-distance can only be hard seats, hungry during the day, sleepy at night, and helpless, so I have to hang my head, and I can actually fall asleep on my stomach。 Finally arrived at the station, the legs are swollen, numb, it is difficult to walk, I feel slightly better than those migrant workers, they bought a standing ticket, and they stood in the dense crowd with a dirty face, which was even more miserable.

I saw that he was a little unhappy, and immediately said: " I didn't expect that we can now go through the time tunnel, free to shuttle between the top and bottom five thousand years, but unfortunately by chance, although and Yushu Linfeng, the only Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty met, but actually forgot to talk about love, point out the country, inspire words, and also forgot to popularize the knowledge of monogamy in modern society to them, originally wanted to be a good girlfriend with Li Qingzhao, and forgot which key should be pressed, otherwise you can go boating with her late at night, fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of Ou Heron, it is also very fun――”

Xiao Fei also said with a fluttering eyebrow: " Yes, in the future, when I have the opportunity, I must sing with Su Dongpo Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia, go to the east of the river, go to the east, and Dai Wangshu together to look at the lilac-like girl holding an oil-paper umbrella, and the poet Li Bai wandered the world together, chivalrous and righteous, but I have to tell him that ten steps in the chivalrous line kills, thousands of miles without leaving a violation of the criminal law, it is not worth advocating, and the literati and ink writers of the Tang and Song dynasties push cups and help the lamp, staggered, not drunk and do not return, teach them to sing Jay Chou nunchucks is not bad, forget it, today is really too excited, I don't want to sleep, there is nothing to do, let's go to drink tea and listen to miscellaneous dramas- "I followed Xiao Fei and walked forward happily.

This Tokyo city is dotted with large and small teahouses, among which the famous Pan Lou and the most dense and prosperous near the Royal Street, the color buildings are opposite, embroidered each other, covering the day, so we found a random one, brisk steps in. The decoration of the tea house of the Great Song Dynasty is very luxurious, antique, the tea customers are also bustling, lively, especially chic is that they actually use flowers and green leaves to decorate the façade and shop, these green plants make the tea guests seem to be in the green, vibrant nature, embodies the spirit of tea leisure, and the snow-white wall is pasted with some paintings of unknown writers, in order to show elegance, and the layers of **** on the high platform The face is like a female acrobat who has descended from the heavens, her voice is like a gossamer, and the voice of the heavenly voice is babbling and singing, everyone listens happily and applauds endlessly. However, Xiao Fei seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and even sat on the side in a daze, completely ignorant of what he was doing, only feeling that the layers of tea rose and fell in the boiling water of black porcelain, and the waves were magnificent, like a colorful and ever-changing life. That touch of full green in the black porcelain bowl is alive and fragrant, beautiful and delicious, the dense jasmine fragrance shows the exhaustion of the tea fragrance lingering in the deep and shallow, layers of changeable green shadows, but taste out a few tea.

It's just that Garfield can't enjoy this strong tea at this moment, that Garfield occasionally felt a cold on the road, and the cough became more and more serious, so he called the Chinese medicine doctor to take a closer look on the way, and said that it was not a big deal, but she needed to recuperate, and I wanted to give her some modern medicine to make her better quickly.

Xiao Fei whispered that we have another purpose, it is better to have more than one thing, it is better to let her have a good rest, and it is just so that we can act alone during this time, so as not to expose flaws. I thought about it for a while, and then thought that she was not very sick, and the Chinese medicine was still good, so Garfield only wandered around with us for a while, and then felt a little tired, and found an inn early to rest, leaving Xiaofei and I to continue to hang out with great interest.

This Tokyo is fun, we played all night, or a hundred times more energetic, Xiaofei has to go to Xiangguo Temple, to go to Taobao, can not come to the Great Song Dynasty in vain. Although this is a royal temple, it is different from ordinary Buddhist temples, and it is the largest calligraphy and painting trade in the four largest places, all of which are treasures. The monks' rooms are scattered and can accommodate 10,000 people. From ancient times to the present, it has been respected by the Northern Song Dynasty. After going, I saw the vermilion black lacquered beams and pillars and windows, carved pillar bases, the style is extraordinary, the wall is densely packed with murals, it is really brilliant, unparalleled in the world. There is the statue of Manjushri Vima of Wu Daozi, the disguise of Shi Baoyu's service to the country and the removal of disasters, and the water puppet show of the northern Bishamen Heavenly King of Daozheng - countless, innumerable. Xiao Fei's eyes widened, looking at these peerless masterpieces intently, I guess I was thinking about it again, but I was not very interested in these ancient paintings, so I aimlessly looked at the disturbing crowd, only to see the incense curling, the incense was flourishing, many people were also bowing their heads and bowing reverently, I also bowed it, for the health of my relatives in modern society, for us to return to modern society as soon as possible, by the way, I have to go back and become a leftover woman again! No, I have to pray for my marriage by the way, and suddenly I remembered a poem by Murong - "A Blossoming Tree" - how to let you meet me, in my most beautiful moment, for this, I have been praying before the Buddha for five hundred years, asking the Buddha to let us form a dusty relationship, and the Buddha turned me into a tree and grew beside the road you must pass. Under the sun, carefully blooming with flowers, the flowers are the hope of my previous life, when you approach, please listen, the trembling leaves, is the enthusiasm I wait, and when you finally walked in ignorance, fell behind you. Friend, that's not a petal, that's my withered heart.

"Forget it, this is not good, there is no need to become a tree that cannot walk, and I can't speak, Lord Buddha, you must not let me become a tree. However, I thought about it: "If I were a tree, who would I like to see the most?" Yes, of course it is him, in fact, whether I see him or not, he is there, not far away, not close, always in my heart - Cangyang Gyatso said that it is better not to see each other in the first place, so that you can not fall in love. Second, it's better not to know each other, so that you don't love each other. Thirdly, it is better not to be accompanied, so that you do not owe each other.

Fourth, it is better not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other. Fifth, it is better not to love each other, so that you can not abandon each other. Sixth, it is better not to be relative, so that we can not meet. Seventh, it is better not to be wrong, so that there is no loss. Eighth, it is better not to allow each other, so that there can be no continuity. Ninth, it is better not to depend on each other, so that they can not be together. Tenth, it is better not to meet, so that we can not meet. But if you have seen each other, you will know each other, and when you have not seen each other. Ande and Jun are absolutely anon, and they are exempt from teaching life and death to be lovesick. Forget it, it's better not to see it, everyone is married, what do I want to do, do I want to go to Pinghu again to make some waves? Isn't that a bad person who has committed a heinous crime?"

I was thinking about it, and suddenly, I saw an extremely familiar white back in the bustling crowd, "big eyes-" I couldn't help blurting out, "Is it him?" It's very similar, but it's certainly not him, I hold back my emotions and keep myself in the same posture, "How can he come here? It's impossible" - I just begged in front of the Buddha for a minute, and the Buddha Lord let me get my wish, this is too powerful, it's too effective, "Buddha Lord, hurry up, let me and Xiaofei go home," I closed my eyes, but I didn't move. I looked up again, the man in white was still graceful in the crowd, I couldn't help it anymore, I stood up excitedly and went straight to his direction, but there were too many people, blocking me layer by layer, so I couldn't take a step. When I tried my best to squeeze to where he was standing, I found that he was gone, leaving me with melancholy and the wisps of dark incense floating above me. But I thought about it carefully, this person is naturally not him, and he can't get here, this space-time tunnel has been blocked, and he is engaged in a job that is not related to the wind and horses, but I still want to take a closer look at that person, even if it is just someone who is slightly similar to him.

inexplicably remembered Cangyang Gyatso's "That Day"- That day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the scripture hall, and suddenly heard the mantra in your chant; that month, I shook all the prayer cylinders, not for excess, but to touch your fingertips; that year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not for the sake of the audience, but for the warmth of you; in that life, I turned the mountains and rivers and turned the pagoda, not to repair the next life, but to meet you on the way In that month, I turned all the prayer cylinders, not for excesses, but to touch your fingerprints; that year, I kowtowed and hugged the dust, not for the Buddha, but for the warmth of you; in that life, I carefully searched the 100,000 mountains, not for the cultivation of the next life, but for the road to meet you; but, on that night, I forgot everything, abandoned faith, abandoned reincarnation, just because, the rose that once cried in front of the Buddha has long lost its old luster. I fell into deep contemplation, and in the intoxicated summer breeze, I continued to recall the things of the big eyes.

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