Lin Yao looked at the photo carefully, his eyes widened in horror, and the moment he saw the little girl, he looked very shocked, as if he had accidentally known that tomorrow was the news of the end of the world. www.biquge.info He looked at the little girl in the photo again, he couldn't help but wonder if he was dazzled, he pointed to the little girl in the photo and asked us, "Is what you see the same person as I see?" What did he mean by that? I couldn't make out why.

"That's it...... A little girl who is smiling happily with her hair tied in braids. Zhang Lin didn't know how to answer him for a while, and said such a sentence after thinking about it for a long time. Bai Xuanzhi asked curiously, "Uncle Lin, did you think of something?" Lin Yao nodded, "This little girl is the one in my dream." Didn't I tell you before that the little girl who climbed the tree in the dream was the little snail in the photo. ”

"Could it be a coincidence? Maybe you subconsciously dreamed of someone from before, although you have amnesia, it doesn't mean that you haven't seen this person. Sometimes dreams are a continuation of reality. People or things you have met in reality will always suddenly appear in your dreams one night, although you have long forgotten that person or event, it does not prevent them from appearing in your dreams. Bai Xuanzhi analyzed carefully.

I glanced at Bai Xuan and couldn't help asking, "Is it so coincidental?" He didn't answer me directly, neither denying that what I said was correct, nor showing that what I said was reasonable. But I agree that it's not just a coincidence, that there are so many coincidences in the world? Not necessarily! The surrounding atmosphere has a dull depression, which makes people feel irritated, and there is always an inexplicable fire in their hearts.

"Alas, even so, the little snail can only live in the depths of my memory, and I still can't recall more things. Lin Yao sighed, and said this sentence in a deep voice, which made people always feel inexplicably sad when they heard it.

No one spoke again. The wind was blowing outside the window! I listened to the faint sound of the wind, and I felt a panic inexplicably.

At this moment, Aunt Rong suddenly interjected: "Tomorrow is the annual festival in the village, I think you can go and have a good time, and just go to get lucky." When Aunt Rong said this, all the sorrow just now was left behind me. Isn't the purpose of our visit to wonder what the chronology of this village is?

Uncle Rong continued: "That's right, go and have a good time, get popular, and rush into bad luck." ”

The long-awaited year has finally arrived, and I am naturally overjoyed. Lin Yao returned the photo to Aunt Rong. I looked at the clock on the wall, it was already 2:30, and before I knew it, we had been talking for so long. Everyone went back to their rooms.

When the sky was bright, I heard the noise outside, the sound of suona, gongs and drums, firecrackers, and human voices mixed together, deafening, and I could hear it clearly in the room. After washing up, I walked out of the room and saw that Bai Xuanzhi had already finished preparing and was sitting at the coffee table leisurely drinking tea. And Zhang Lin and Lin Yao were chatting carefully on the side. They saw me, said hello, and told me to hurry up and have breakfast so I could leave early. I took a few bites of food and was full. Uncle Rong and Aunt Rong went to the temple early to burn incense and worship God, which is also an important part of the year.

After a while, we walked to the square where we had been last night. Crowded with people, lively and extraordinary. This kind of scene is comparable to a tourist attraction crowded with crowds during the New Year, and the noise is endless. Voices crept into my ears coldly, and I didn't have time to react if I wanted to stop it. Men, women and children, well-dressed and beaming. In front of the temple, there is a huge and spectacular procession of "wandering gods". There are flag bearers, lion teams, martial arts teams, vocal bands, and young warriors carrying out special wood-carved sedan chairs for patrols, and there is a wood-carved statue of the golden body sitting on it, finely carved, both form and spirit, lifelike, thousands of forms, each with its own characteristics. There are also some gods and puppets played by real people, mainly characters from ancient mythology, with familiar mythological characters such as "The Third Prince Nezha", "Erlang God", and "Sun Wukong" as prototypes, played by boys and girls selected from the village.

In front of the temple, there is also a large offering to the gods. Each family has already prepared chicken, pork, and fish in front of the temple for the Bodhisattva to enjoy, and there are also sweets, three teas, five wines, and incense candles to be offered on the altar of the gods. The parade began at 8 o'clock in the morning, when the firecrackers sounded, the "leader" of the procession, that is, the flag bearer, the pioneer, each holding a large colored flag in his hand, the colorful flag fluttered in the wind. The musical instruments are played in unison, the drums are shocking, the lion dance is followed, and the portable shrine is raised, swaying from side to side. In an instant, the sound of firecrackers, shouts, and people's cheers burst out at once, and the team of wandering gods was mighty and moving forward slowly. Behind the procession was a large crowd of frolicking and noisy people, mostly children, who followed the end of the procession with shouting and shouting, and suddenly the whole square was much more noisy than usual. However, none of them had happy smiles on their faces. Don't say anything else, just seeing this imposing scene, I can't help but be shocked in my heart.

Uncle Rong and Aunt Rong saw us and waved to us happily. We squeezed through the crowd, got to their side, exchanged a few words, and saw that the team of wanderers was getting farther away, we said goodbye to them, hurried to the team, and followed the team all the way. Follow them to make trouble, be happy, laugh, and the excitement at this moment belongs to this village and everyone here. Lin Yao looked a lot more open-minded, at least not as depressed as last night.

The sun is not very fierce today, and from time to time dark clouds will drift in to obscure the scorching atmosphere. Throughout the day, I didn't feel tired and walked wildly with the team. It wasn't until he returned to Uncle Rong's house that he found that his heel had broken the skin and oozing a little blood, but it had already solidified into a black scab. I don't remember exactly when it was injured. Back at Uncle Rong's house, the four of us were like deflated balls, all collapsed on the chairs, motionless. It was mainly at this time that I felt very tired. The whole body, along with the bones, was aching, as if it had been run over by a car.

I took a sip of water, rested for a while, and finally regained some strength. Aunt Rong walked in with a smile, "You guys are tired so quickly, and there are still shows at night, and the night is even more lively." When Zhang Lin heard this, he waved his hand, "No, the bones are going to break, and people are old, and they can't admit defeat." ”