Chapter 1: The Lake of Meditation at the foot of the Heavenly Mountain

[[[CP|:88|H:101|A:L|U:]]]] Chapter 001: Meditation Lake under Heavenly Mountain

On that day, the water surface of Jingxin Lake was so clear that there was no trace of impurities; Quiet as a girl's eyes. It's so pure, so still. Nian Nian Furui dances by the lake. True Love, Star Zhirui, Lele Huanrui and Blossom stamens clapped their little hands, gently shaking the white and fluffy angel feather wings, beating a cheerful beat for Nian Nian Furui; The gentle white aura turns into a bunch of flexible ribbons, flexible like a little snake waking up from hibernation, accompanied by the dance of Nian Nian Furui. Like a blooming white snow lotus from the snowy plateau; In the whirling dance, Nian Nian Furui is the stamen of the snow lotus at this time. The nine-colored nine-headed bird Han Mei is a guest invited by the white dove of peace. He watched and admired the dance of Nian Nian Fu Rui in obsession with the pure eyes of a baby as gentle as a baby, and from time to time he sang praise. The singing voice, the hollow valley reverberates, and the sound is quiet and elegant. When Nian Nian Furui realized that the Virgin Mary had descended behind him. The moment she turned back, she saw the twilight of heaven, the Virgin Mary in the twilight, the graceful figure, surrounded by a golden halo .......

"Twilight, I don't know where you came from, how easily you can cross the barrier you have set up without leaving a trace; I don't know where you're from, but your smile is warm, like the March sunshine, warm. ”

The Virgin Mary took the lead in applauding the remembrance of Furui. All the little angels also clapped their little hands and joined the ranks of Our Lady in praise of Nian Frying. Even the nine-headed bird Han Mei was deeply infected. He and the white doves were in harmony with the Virgin and the angels in the air, and the flutter of his wings made the sunset messy and colorful......

"Niannian, your dancing is so beautiful." Really said. Between the real words, every word is like a note of love, the note is floating to Niannian, Niannian is so moving......

"Really, you can do it too. Lele, Xingxing, Duoduo and the lovely white dove, the guests from afar, Sister Nine-headed Bird, you can do it too. Nian Nian had just finished dancing a beautiful angel dance, and expressed her gratitude to everyone in anger......

"Children, in Angel Paradise. You are the most beautiful, the purest, the kindest, mother's child, and mother is proud of you. ”

"Thank you, dear Mother Mary. It is your love that warms us. "The angels drew crosses on their chests and bowed gracefully to pay homage to the Holy Spirit to their mothers.

It's another pleasant twilight in Angel Paradise, where all the angels are on the shore of the lake of meditation, just waiting for twilight and the Virgin to appear at the same time. And Twilight never once failed the angels, including the Virgin Mary. Every time they come quietly, they bring jasmine flowers, a faint fragrance. Twilight's eyelashes are so close, and the Virgin's gaze is so kind...... There is a beautiful dazzling flower in the world of heaven. Whenever the dazzling flowers bloom in the twilight, Our Lady will come to them with auspicious blessings. The angels took the newspaper from the hands of Our Lady and knocked on every door the next morning......

Nian Nian Furui walked through the early morning mist, and she had to go to the east, which was the only route she could take to spread the gospel to the world, and she could meet the rising sun. For the only one this time, Nian Nian Furui waited for three years. Waited from three to six. Heading to the east, isn't that just chasing the colorful sunshine?

This has long been the longing of Nian Furui. With the flapping of the angel's white wings, Nian Nian Furui will fly happily at the fastest speed. She didn't want to fly too high, so it was better to keep a limited distance from the horizon, to walk at low altitudes close to nature, to breathe in the fragrance of the earth's herbs, and to hear the lazy yawning of insects and lambs......

"The most important thing is to see the most beautiful sunrise from the horizon." Nian Furui's voice was full of excitement.

The nine-headed bird Han sister who was traveling with her threw an approving smile to Nian Nian Furui. In Angel Land, she and her friend Little White Dove, spend a wonderful and happy evening. She also admires Nian Nian Furui's dancing posture very much. chose to walk with Nian Furui, first, she also wanted to return to the Chu State in the east; It's also because you can deepen the eternal friendship with Nian Nian Furui.

"Yes, Niannian, look at the sky, the light has broken ......"

"Then let us both welcome the first rays of sunshine in song, dear sister Hydra?"

"Well, my angel sister." The nine-headed bird Han Mei adjusted her nine-colored wings, cleared her throat, and sang happily with Nian Nian Furui......

"Birds, morning and morning, remind my ears, remind my ears, listen to the sounds of nature;

Birds, every morning and every morning, remind my eyes, to see the beauty of the red sun over the horizon;

Listen, listen, the birds remind me every morning not to covet the warm bed, all my companions have long since awakened;

Behold, look up, and the birds remind me every morning that the morning light has stained the sky red, and that the sunflowers are paying attention to the red sun;

Yes...... Yes...... Yes......;

Birds, birds, every morning remind me;

A good child can't miss out on a vision of beauty. ”

Note: The original lyrics of the children's song "Birds Remind Me", welcome to compose the music. {ID: Angel Paradise 001}

In the morning when the song wakes up the earth, the kitten Flowey covers her ears with her two little hands and hides under the covers, trying to return to the dream she has just been interrupted......

"What a snooze kitten." The nine-headed bird Han Mei said loudly to Nian Nian Furui in flight.

"Shhh......hhh The two of them flicked their wings and stayed in the clouds, and the angel took out a small golden cross from the feathers of his wings, raised it above his head, and read out the words "Angel Receives Rewards", and suddenly, the cross transformed into a dazzling and colorful beam of light and flew towards the little flower cat......

The little flower cat suddenly saw a beautiful angel sister in a beautiful dream. I saw that the angel sister was wearing a beautiful garland on her head, wearing a beautiful white and transparent gauze dress, stepping on a beautiful hyacinth, and behind her a pair of white fluffy wings, light and a bird with nine heads and nine kinds of colorful feathers, landed in front of the bed of the little flower cat......

"Cute little flower cat, you look beautiful even when you are lazy sleeping. Unfortunately, no one knows your beauty. Nian Nian Furui used a soft, soft voice to communicate with the little flower cat in the little flower cat's dream.

"Who are you? Who is she? Are you strangers? Mom doesn't want me to talk to strangers." The little flower cat tilted her head and asked puzzled.

Nian Nian Furui looked at the little flower cat's naΓ―ve state and sneered: "You are so funny, cute little flower cat." Mom is right, don't talk to strangers easily. ”

"Then I won't tell you, I'm going to continue to sleep in my cage and dream my dreams." The little flower cat closed its eyes mischievously.

"I am Sister Angel, and I am here to deliver the Gospel to you. My little flower cat silly sister. ”

"Really?" The little flower cat suddenly opened her big round eyes, "Sister Angel, can you tell me a story?" ”

"Of course, Sister Angel, she has a lot of good stories." The nine-headed bird Han Mei said while flashing her wings proudly.

Little Flower Cat is a story worm, and her favorite thing is to listen to the cat mother, telling beautiful stories to make him fall asleep, "I want to listen, I want to listen." Sister Angel, I want to hear so many stories from you. ”

Nian Nian Furui nodded: "Once upon a time, there was a hairy child, he loved to sleep the most. Every day he has to sleep until the sun is shining, and he refuses to get up. The children in the same village, all of them went to school early in the morning, but Maomao missed the time to go to school because of snooze and did not enter the school once. Therefore, Maomao has no friends, no classmates, and no beautiful teacher who cares about him, loves him, and inspires him. In addition to her attachment to her mother, Maomao can't sing, dance, and play games. Even when I listen to stories, I can only listen to the story that my mother can tell, which is the only story of a white rabbit and a tortoise racing. The boring childhood slowly made Maomao begin to be distressed day by day......

Sleep, sleep, sleep...... Day after day, year after year. Maomao still doesn't have a little friend, still can't sing a song, still can't dance, or listen to her mother tell the old-fashioned story of a tortoise and a rabbit racing every day......

Maomao lacks movement, and his body is getting fatter and fatter, like a small round leather ball. One day, Mao Mao accidentally rolled out of bed from the bed, and rolled out of the door with a grunt, rolled down the hillside, and rolled into a small river under the hillside, and the water in the small river rushed into the river with Mao Mao, and the waves of the river swept Mao Mao into the sea, and a huge shark in the sea took Mao Mao as a good meal, and Mao Mao was still sleeping in the belly of the shark......

Since then, Mao Mao has no mother, and he can no longer hear the beautiful song that wakes up his birds every morning. He regretted it so much that even the confession of regret did not have a partner to listen to. ”

Note: The original fairy tale "Lazy Sleeping Maomao". {ID: Angel Paradise 002}

"Maomao is so miserable" Xiaohua Mao's big eyes shed tears of emotion, "Actually, I should also be a student at school today, but I don't have the courage to say goodbye to lazy sleep." The little flower cat bowed her head in shame.

The angel remembered Furui to wipe away tears for the little flower cat: "The colorful pictures and the colorful world are together, and she is not in her sleep without memory." ”