"Little butterfly, then I'll go first, and we'll meet again in the evening. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Teiya turned around in a panic and walked down the hill.

Wandering Butterfly watched the back that was gradually moving away from her, and suddenly there was an urge to catch up, hug him tightly from behind, and stop him from leaving, how close they used to be.

However, Wandering Butterfly did not make any action, she just quietly watched him leave, watched him step on the forest path with both feet, and watched his figure gradually be obscured by the dense trees, and could no longer be seen by herself.

I'm sorry, Ya, the little butterfly that belongs to you that can only dance on the purple iris is gone, now this is just a little butterfly that has been soaked in the poisonous honey of the poppy, she has lost the ability to fly, she can no longer swim the world with you in high spirits as before.

"Do you know the flower language of irises?"

Wandering Butterfly showed a bleak smile at the back of Emperor Ya, and her tone revealed a faint helplessness and a faint sense of resignation, "The flower language of iris is 'light and freedom', which is probably the pursuit of my mother's life, but I didn't expect that because of a mistake, her soul was imprisoned from now on, and she could no longer see the light and never be free again." ……”

"When the irises are in full bloom, she often picks a large basket of those purple flowers and spends her days staring at them to see how they bloom and how they wither. Actually, I think she didn't allow her life to be bright and free, and she carried that guilt on her all her life......"

The woman with a light sorrow between her eyebrows appeared in front of her eyes, she had the gentlest smile and the most melancholy eyes, she withered her flower-like life in the endless lovesickness for her father and the endless shame for the emperor's mother.

Please remain silent and never answer me again

After all, you have to leave, this soft and clear

A spring day with a slightly moist wind

The light around is delicate and tireless

A world that presents all life processes

Even if you try to expand the small pleasures

Savor it with concentration

Calm happiness is as long as possible

That is between the beginning and the end

The enigmatic distance is still unmeasurable

This infinite loneliness, this must be burdened

All the memories are not very far from me

Just the moss marks we once walked with reflected in the silence of the forest

However, there is a feeling that I don't know for sure

After finding the right words, I gradually lost my control

In the end, I'm to you

Just like the deep purple irises are to this spring

After all, we still have to turn our backs on each other

And at this moment, this time is extremely beautiful, and it has finally become a perfect sound

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Jin Yi finished cleaning up the fishy musk smell on his body, but still didn't see the butterfly come back, Jin Yi lay back in the hammock again, his hands folded against the back of his head, sleepy was still there, but he couldn't sleep.

Jin Yi tossed and turned, tossing and turning irritably, as soon as he closed his eyes, his thoughts would unconsciously drift to the spring dream just now, to the bewildering pictures that made his heart palpitate, as if he was stunned, he couldn't stop eating the marrow.

A dazzling ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the entrance of the tree hollow chamber, shining right on his thin eyelids, and the brightness of his eyes made his erratic brain a little clearer.

Worried that he would not be able to control it again and vent the jade-wang, Jin Yi did not dare to indulge in the afterglow of the spring-dream and let himself think wildly.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Jin Yi noticed a basket of fresh fruits on the stake, and the little yellow civet cat was squatting next to the wooden basket, holding a red apple in its two front paws, and was slowly nibbling one bite at a time.

Jin Yi turned over and went straight down from the low hammock to the ground.

"Hey, little one." Jin Yi walked up to the little tanuki and greeted him, but the little tanuki only cared about enjoying the food in front of him and ignored him.

Jin Yi leaned down and touched the little tanuki's fluffy little head, at this time the little civet cat had already filled its belly, and jumped to the top of Jin Yi's head three or two times to fall asleep.

"Hey...... Hey......" Jin Yi stretched out his hand and drove twice on the top of his head, but he couldn't scare away the little guy who took his hair for himself, so he had to stand with a bitter face and depressed.

The weather outside is very good, and even in the almost sealed tree hole cabin, it can't stop the bright sunlight and gentle breeze from giving you a refreshing feeling.

Jin Yi decided to take advantage of the time that Wandering Butterfly had not yet returned to go out to have a look, and he was full of curiosity about this territory that belonged to another race of Li people rarely set foot in.

The second time I drilled out the crack in the trunk, it was not as difficult as before, and it seemed that human adaptability was so strong.

To Jinyi's disbelief, whether he was walking around or squeezing through the narrow gap, the little civet cat entrenched above his head had the ability to lie still on his stomach steadily, as if it had become one with himself.

Jin Yi quickly climbed to the top of the tree along the thick trunk and horizontal branches, stepped on a thick branch at the crown with both feet, and held a branch growing next to him in one hand.

Although Jin Yi's weight was not light, this ancient tree that had absorbed the essence of countless heavens and earth, and any part of it was enough to carry his weight.

The ancient tree is very tall, estimated to be about 20 meters in size. Even if you stand on the canopy of the trees, you can see the dense fog around you, reflecting the bright sunlight, but the view is still clear.

The most eye-catching thing is the large endless fresh green, lingering with white mist, and golden beams of light shrouded in this dense green wave through the mist, giving people a fairyland-like ethereal.

When has Jinyi ever seen such a majestic scene? For a while, I was so shocked that I forgot to marvel, and I was left staring at the scene in front of me without blinking, drunk.

The wind blows from all directions, and because I stand tall, I feel the wind more pleasantly than the wind on the ground, as if it is blowing directly into my heart.

Jinyi turned a direction and continued to overlook this primeval forest engraved with long years from a high place, the scenery did not change much, but that touch of green did not look monotonous no matter how you looked at it.

Because it is alive and agile, or tender green and verdant, or green and delicate, or oily green and shiny, or green and emerald, there are various levels of green, and trees, green moss and parasitic vines also have their own levels. In some places, there is a slight autumn mood, which makes a different scenery.

The scenery of Jinyi in all directions of east, west, north and south was admired, and then I climbed down the treetops with endless intentions.

When he passed by the crack in the tree trunk, he looked into the small room of the tree hole, and saw that the small room full of sunlight still did not have the pretty figure of the butterfly.

Jin Yi couldn't help but put her head back in some disappointment, and secretly guessed in her heart, what did she do when she didn't see a figure for most of the day?