Dao Yan didn't walk in style, he used almost all his strength to force himself to take a step, he didn't dare to stay for half a minute, he was afraid that as long as he stopped, he would never be willing to leave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The person who had tossed and turned countless times was right in front of him, but the hair that had been combed into a woman's bun and the graceful posture pierced Daoyan's eyes. He once had a lot to ask Ma Xiuying, he wanted to ask why Ma Xiuying had only returned to Haozhou for two years and then married someone else; he wanted to ask Ma Xiuying why she would rather choose a petty officer with no reputation than choose him; he wanted to ask Ma Xiuying if she had ever liked him, and whether the ideal of being a queen was just an excuse for her to refuse...... However, all these doubts turned into a sigh and drifted in the wind.

Dao Yan pursed his mouth self-deprecatingly, what could he do if he asked clearly, if Ma Xiuying was forced to marry on the order of her stepfather, and now that the wood is in the boat, he can't change anything if he asks clearly; if Ma Xiuying is willing to marry, then his questioning is even more humiliating. That's it, seeing that she is doing well, he is satisfied. Many things don't have to be right or wrong, and many people don't necessarily have to get them. Wasn't it his intention to fulfill her and bless her, though he fled in the desert and did not have time to say the words of blessing to his face......

Amitabha! Dao Yan silently recited the Buddha's name in his heart, and now he has escaped into the empty door, and he should no longer cling to worldly feelings, but his mood has never been calm. It turns out that some things are easier said than done, just like he thought he could really let go of everything, but the feeling of pain in his heart could not be dissipated for a long time.

The greatest tragedy in life comes from the unspeakable throbbing in the depths of the soul.

That year in Yaofu, the sound of ping-pong next door for several days attracted his attention, he never thought that someone would be so arrogant as a thief, he stood still, waited and saw what happened, to see where this "master" was sacred. However, to his surprise, the thieves turned out to be two children, and the young lady who was dressed did not look like a rich young master or a child from a poor family. One of the girls was even more shameless, and even discussed the ownership of the fence with strong words...... Sharp teeth and eccentricity are the first impressions left by Ma Xiuying.

The second time he and Shen Wansan went to visit Guo's mansion, the yard where the girl lived had no flowers and plants, only vegetables. She always maintains a faint distance from others, she coldly looks at the discussion of the audience, neither participates in nor corrects, as if she is just watching a play. How long can her arrogance be disguised? He couldn't help but take the initiative to provoke and want to tear open the mask. However, the power of this small body surprised him again, and she used a strange kung fu to lock his hands and feet, although it could not hurt him, but it also made him unable to break free for a while. How strong will this girl be in time? But before he could see the girl's strength, he saw the girl's vulnerability. The martial arts competition was exposed, and no one cared whether the girl was wronged, so she was punished for kneeling for a night in front of everyone. The calm face and straight spine told him that this soft body contained a proud and unyielding soul...... Unorthodox and unruly is the second impression that Ma Xiuying left on him.

The third time the girl braved the light rain to bring vegetables, and she didn't mention anything about him causing her to kneel, but she remembered the promise he had made, and he seduced her with snacks but not as much as she craved books...... Brave and strong, and a promise is the third impression that Ma Xiuying left on him.

Fourth, fifth...... More and more contacts allowed him to see a variety of qualities in girls: informal, affectionate, kind-hearted, never tired of learning, small-minded, thoughtful, kind-hearted...... None of this is enough to describe his impression of the girl. He thought about it for a moment and felt that it was best to use the word kaleidoscopic. She's a kaleidoscopic elf. This little elf was unconsciously rooted in the depths of his soul, her smile and cheek touched his mind, her every "Brother Yao" was like an ethereal feather brushing the tip of his heart, her every decision made him unable to refuse, and even she didn't know how to be the queen He couldn't say a reason to oppose it.

He pushed down the marriages mentioned by his parents, he ignored the autumn waves secretly sent by young women, and he delayed the date of marriage with Miss Chen...... He was waiting, waiting for the girl to give up her dream of being a queen, waiting for the girl to turn around and find out how good he was, but the girl left without hesitation. He continued to wait, as long as the girl was not married, he still had a chance, but the girl actually got married.

He didn't understand why the girl married a petty officer when she wanted to be the queen, and he didn't understand why the girl gave up the rich life in Suzhou and ran to the war-torn place in Haozhou......

He only understood one thing, the girl got married, so he lost the opportunity to wait. He didn't want to understand, if she wasn't there, where was his heart? Ming didn't understand that it was the same ending, his heart was like a butterfly meeting autumn, a butterfly was withering in the cold autumn, and his heart was haggard in endless waiting. Since my heart is broken, why love Hongchen!

Fleeing from the void is the name he gave to himself, and the word "escape" expresses his sadness. The girl's body is overwhelming, her voice is everywhere, her smile is everywhere, where can he escape?

Dao Yan took one last look at Haozhou City, and did not look back to take a boat south. Even though the mountains and rivers are long, his melancholy meditation lingers, and he stands in the bow of the boat in the wind and says: "The flat boat is full of smoke, and the cool blows my clothes, and the canopy sits under it, looking around for the vast ......."

Boom, after a few rapid thunderstorms, it rained for the first time since autumn. The rain came so quickly and so hard that it soon fell like sifted beans from a thousand strands of thin thread, smashing high on the deck.

"Little master, you can't go, it's raining too much, you have to go ashore to take shelter. The captain quickly rowed the oars, and his thick black face could not hide his nervousness. People on the water are superstitious that rainy days are the days when the dragon lord comes out to play, and I hope they don't touch the dragon lord.

God seemed to be deliberately against the captain, and the wind and rain blew the boat owner to sway from side to side, and several times deviated from the direction of the forward. There was more and more water in the cabin, the speed of the boat was getting slower and slower, the captain was only shivering with the oars, tears were about to flow out, and he stammered: "Little master, can you row, the little old man's legs are weak......"

"Donor, you give the oar to the little monk to try. Dao Yan took the oars, and knew why the captain was timid, the raging wind and the turbulent torrent were like two invisible hands tearing and pulling him and the boat, and if he was not careful, the boat would capsize. Fortunately, his strength was greater than that of the captain, and he knew martial arts, so he quickly stabilized his body and pushed the boat to the shore little by little.

At this time, looking back at the surface of the river, it was like a pot of freshly boiled boiling water, bubbling up and down, and the flickering whirlpool dragged everything around it into the water. Looking at such a dangerous scene, the two of them were afraid for a while, in the face of the catastrophe of nature, they were so small and vulnerable, and it was completely luck that they were able to escape this time.

"Thank you Dragon Lord for sparing your life. Of course, he did not forget to thank Dao Yan, and he stubbornly believed that the dragon lord was willing to let him go back to the world for the sake of Dao Yan, the spokesperson of the Buddha, so he decided not to charge this monk for the rest of the journey.

Exhausted, Dao Yan was lying on the shore and suddenly laughed, and he felt a kind of happiness from the bottom of his heart. This happiness comes from the satisfaction of escaping death, from the sense of conquest of wrestling with nature. This feeling made him forget the pain in his heart, and made his dead heart seem to come alive again.

The unknown captain helped Dao Yan to the forest to shelter from the rain, both of them were soup chickens, and it was very likely that they would get sick if they continued to drench. He skillfully folded some branches to build a shelf, spread tarpaulin on it, and a simple canopy was made.

"Little master, leave your clothes open. This ghost weather is unbearable. The captain took off only a calf nose pants, dried his clothes and came to greet Dao Yan again.

Dao Yan took off his clothes like a stream, his condition has not completely recovered, and he doesn't want to repeat his old illness, so it's best to listen to others.

Gong Gong was secretly surprised, could it be that this little monk was an ascetic, otherwise how could he explain the stick marks on his body.

The two squatted under the canopy to listen to the sound of the rain, the captain was experienced, looked at the sky, grabbed a handful of dirt and said with a smile: "We people on the water hate rainy days, and the people on the shore are very happy, this rain is estimated to fall for a few days, and the crops are blessed." ”

Dao Yan watched the withered trees on the shore slowly stretch their branches and leaves in the wind and rain, greedily sucking the sweet rain, and said with a smile: "This rain does fall in time, it is to delay the donor's time, or the little monk will take the land route, and the donor will go back when the rain is light." ”

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, the little old man can't pick up a life anymore. The captain smiled contentedly, "Besides, we can't delay any time, let's stop when the rain is heavy, let's leave when the rain is small, maybe we can catch up with the smooth sailing." ”

The optimistic laughter seemed to be able to break through the haze of the rainy day, and as the sound of the rain gradually became smaller, Dao Yan's mood gradually cleared. Suddenly, he found a new ideal goal, not to be good to himself, but to turn all beings into good.

Suddenly, a butterfly with rain-stained wings stumbled into the canopy, and its already overwhelmed body was about to fall, Dao Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch the poor butterfly and shelter it from the wind and rain.

The butterfly was lying in Dao Yan's hand and shivering, and after a while, he noticed that the rain was no longer falling, and quickly flapped his wet wings, and soon a pair of colorful wings shone again, getting rid of the heavy shackles, and the yearning for the fragrance after the rain made it flutter its wings and fly again!

Daoyan is glad that the butterfly is free.

But the captain said regretfully: "It can't survive." ”

"Then why did it fly away?"

"Hehe, it's looking for a place to give birth. ”

After listening to what the captain said, Dao Yan knew that the life of a butterfly animal is very short, so short that it is only a few months from breaking out of the cocoon into a butterfly to giving birth to death, so it has been looking for it all its life.

"The powder is withered and hated for a long time, and this heart should be cowardly and desolate. How to be haggard and still in love with the fragrance of yellow flowers after the rain...... Dao Yan blurted out, a butterfly can not be afraid of wind and rain, as long as it seizes the opportunity, it will go to find the sky that belongs to it. Why is he afraid of the hot and cold world, and waste his own life in vain.