After a busy day's fairy tale, you can finally take a break. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Before resting, she went to look at Hongchen, who was still sleeping, touched his head with her hand, and then kissed Hongchen's face affectionately, and silently prayed a few words before going to rest.

Hongchen walked aimlessly alone in the night. He walked for a long, long time, but he couldn't get out of the control of the night. The night is like a shadow, and he can't shake it off! Just let it be, anyway, the night is nothing terrible to him, just lonely! There is no other feeling!

After walking for a long time, Hongchen couldn't walk anymore, so he simply lay on the ground, the ground was actually soft, and it also carried temperature. He lay there on all fours, looking out at the deep sky. I remember lying on the firewood and straw stack when I was a child, looking up at the sky, and the stars in the sky were blinking their eyes to tell him about their joys, sorrows, and sorrows! Listening to my grandfather telling the story of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression under the firewood and straw stack.

Time seems to have returned to that war-torn era all of a sudden!

"Comrades, rush with me!" With the order of the regiment commander, the Eighth Route Army surrounded from all directions like a tide. The Japanese devils were not given in vain, the bayonets were cold under the reflection of the moonlight, the blades were flying in the air, and the blood was like waves snapping on everyone who participated in the battle! I was red-eyed, and the machete was screaming everywhere, and I didn't know how many soldiers I had killed! I didn't know how many knives I had been stabbed on my body, and in the end I felt that it was dark and I didn't know anything, and when I woke up, I found myself lying in the occupied hospital, with a tourniquet tied to my body, and I felt that I had no strength to turn my body. The regiment commander came over to comfort me and said, "Okay, it's not my soldiers, wait until you recover your body and continue to participate in the battle, and then the regiment commander will leave!"

I remembered my grandfather's story of his injury, and I really wanted to go back to that era to see what kind of bloody cruelty it was.

Hongchen was lying on the soft ground! In front of him, like a movie, he was playing a movie with plausible clips of true and false, some of which may be real memories, and some of which may have been made up by his own imagination. Suddenly there was a bright light, the light in the dark night was too dazzling, too bright! Everything was covered by this bright light, and after a while the light gradually faded, and there seemed to be a blurred figure in the light. The silhouette is getting clearer and more familiar; Arnold's body and smiling face are a fairy tale! Hongchen finally recognizes it! That figure is a fairy tale, the beginning of his beautiful memory, and the starting point of romance! The love and hatred of the past are inseparable from this figure!

Hongchen watched the figure get closer and closer, he stood up, but found that he seemed to grow on the ground, his body was like a big tree growing roots and inserting deep into the ground, and he was like a small tree, although he could hear and see everything around him, but if he wanted to touch it, he couldn't do it at all!

The fairy tale walked to Hongchen's side, stroked Hongchen with his hand, like touching a small tree, and kept comforting him, don't worry, slowly rise, one day it will become a towering tree. Then the fairy tale didn't know that the kettle she took from you also watered Hongchen, and she really took care of Hongchen as a small tree.

Hongchen felt that his body was stimulated by the water in the pot, and then it would slowly get bigger, I don't know if it was a visual problem or a real thing, the fairy tale became smaller and smaller, and the red dust became bigger and bigger, and soon the fairy tale disappeared in Hongchen's eyes, and at the same time, the light disappeared in an instant! The darkness surrounded it again, it seemed to be darker than the last darkness, the outline that could still be seen clearly is now unable to see anything clearly, and the sound that could still be heard is now disappearing with the bright light!

The darkness was deadly silent, and there was no sound to be heard, and Hongchen began to be a little scared, because it had never happened or encountered this kind of deathly darkness before. As if thrown into a black hole, the ground under my feet also disappeared, and I couldn't see my fingers, I didn't know whether to stand or sit, to walk or stop, and I had completely lost the concept of time and space.

Isn't this the fourth dimension of teaching?

At this time, Hongchen felt unprecedented loneliness, there were fairy tales by his side before, grandma by his side, Han Lei, Xiaoting and others, and now he is alone in this place where he doesn't know what it is, and he wants to find someone to talk to, and it is a luxury idea to talk to him!

At this time, I remembered Tian Zhen's ""Persistence" Every night comes, loneliness is always around me, waiting for my heartbeat every dusk, is my infinite tenderness...... "There have been times of loneliness, and you can still make a phone call and chat with relatives, friends and acquaintances, but now in the dark, there is nothing to tell the loneliness in my heart!"

I wanted to look at my trembling hands, but I couldn't see them at all, and then I desperately tried to lift my feet and take steps, but I found that I didn't know where my feet were!

Nightmare! Could this be a nightmare? Hongchen had a similar situation before, he couldn't speak, he couldn't move, but when he woke up from the dream, everything was calm! It's just that the nightmare dreams of terrible things, or scary ghosts, and now there is nothing, nothing terrible happens, no ghosts appear.

Hongchen was in complete darkness like this, wandering in the darkness only with his thoughts! Like a headless fly scurrying around, it just couldn't touch objects, couldn't hear sounds, couldn't feel pain!

The fairy tale woke up in the middle of the night and felt a little thirsty, so she went to drink some water, and just halfway through it, she remembered, since she knew that she was thirsty, then Hongchen was also thirsty! So she quickly drank a few more sips, poured a new cup and walked to Hongchen, who was still sleeping, and helped Hongchen up! Hongchen looks like a child with the movements of the fairy tale, and there is an innocent smile on his face!

After the fairy tale fed half a glass of water, she found that Hongchen was no longer open her mouth to ask for water, so she helped Hongchen to lie on the bed again, wiped the corners of Hongchen's mouth with a towel, and then went back to sleep with confidence!

The night passed so long, as if it was deliberately against the fairy tale of red dust, so that they would always be silent under the shroud of darkness, not seeing the light of day, forever becoming its slave, exhausting the last drop of blood for it. The darkness is like a demon with no morality at all, it is the greatest master in the world, no one can escape from its clutches, even the fastest light surrenders to its feet!

Darkness, and so on and so on!