The leaves are drifting, the wind is blowing, and where there are fallen leaves, there are people enjoying the soft love of the sun. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Love is every day, because she appears every day, she is so noble, she always lives in the daytime, she always selflessly dedicates her love, she also loves all people, all flowers, all insects, all animals.

Now she loves me, and I can feel her passion.

The sweat was overflowing little by little by her gentleness, and I was already standing on the mountain.

Lao Li was looking at the tree, which was big, mysterious, and not like a mortal tree.

He kicked it twice, and the leaf fell faintly, and the wind blew it all the way into the distance, and at last I could no longer see it.

People always ask me where the hell is in the distance?

Is what you can't see is the distance?

Afar. Sometimes it's not about distance.

Maybe...... It's ideal.

I smiled and looked at Lao Li's body, he was looking up and down at the tree that ten people couldn't hug, like a man looking at a woman, full of obscenity.

He said, "Old Chu! What kind of tree is this? How can it be so big? So high? ”

At the moment, I'm not thinking about height.

Thinking should be thinking about what we don't understand, don't see, and are confused.

What's going on with that picture?

Why is there no one here? Just the two of us?

There should be at least five more people in the tomb.

Severed fingers, dragon clothes, Ma family girl, Mo Yuanqiu, five girls.

Why are they all gone now? What about them?

Is this the final destination? Is there a king of shocks lying on the tree? Is the fetish still gone?

The tree is so tall that even if you have to climb it, no one can calculate how long it will take.

No one knows what kind of world will be in the tree.

No one knows if they are there or not.

But it was just the two of us under the tree, staring at the unimaginable heights.

Li Dachun said: "We have to go up and see what is up there!"

He's asking for my opinion.

There was no superfluous expression on his face, and there was no superfluous look in his eyes, leaving only pleading on his whole face.

I nodded.

He was already dragging the vine upward, waved at me and said, "What are you waiting for?"

"I don't wait for anything, I just think it's weird, everything is weird!"

Li Dachun jumped down and asked me, "What's the blame?"

I'm saying, "Everything, everything is weird, it's unbelievable."

Li Dachun patted me and said, "Old Chu! The green mountains are still there, the white clouds are still drifting, the fallen leaves are still falling, where is the change? It's you? Or the whole world? ”

I will change, and the world will change.

No matter how you change, you should have a unique style, that's the best, and that's what everyone wants to see.

It's very different right now.

We've been to so many ancient tombs, pried open countless coffins, and hit countless mechanisms.

How can there be something here that we can't imagine?

If it's too novel, it will inevitably make people unacceptable, you can't change the world, you have to keep accepting, trying, and even breaking through yourself to meet this novel world.

I said, "Forget it." Climb, maybe to the highest summit, and we'll see what we're looking forward to. ”

The two of us are climbing up.

Struggle to climb.

A vine squeaked as I tugged at it, and the sound of fright could make my heart beat faster.

The two of us.

I climbed without any worries, and gradually the bottom became hazy.

The two of them were even more flustered, like altitude sickness, very strong, so strong that they could vomit out.

It was a feeling that I couldn't stop.

Stop, maybe life will be ended, and people will see when they die, and they will not be far away.

The distance is the ideal of all people, and the ideal is also the driving force of all people.

At least that's what I think, and I don't know what others think.

I don't want to know about it, because no one can let me break into other people's hearts.

The two of us didn't know how long we climbed, but we slowly saw a big stage that looked like a lotus altar.

There is a jade bed on the stage, and there are two people on the bed.

A man and a woman, their eyes closed.

My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, so fast that it exploded in an instant.

The man? Isn't it just my face?

Clear face, high nose, chin with a not thick but sheep's horn-like beard, clothes, pale red clothes, on which there are four-clawed standing dragons are protruding vividly, but the person who sets off him has become more powerful and domineering.

Next to him is the stamen, my concubine? How much do I wish she could move with those long eyelashes?

Her clothes were snow-white fox fur, wrapping her delicate body tightly, a pair of tender feet were exposed outside, and her shoes and socks were obviously taken off.

I walked over, not afraid that she would wake up suddenly, and sat down on the jade bed gently, gently dragging her head with my hand, and gently hugging her in my arms.

Her body was so cold, like ice, I wanted to use my body temperature to make her gentler and warmer.

It's a pity that I can't change this cruel reality, let alone change that I am already me, and I am no longer the king of the past, the son of heaven at that time.

Lao Li said: "Look!"

I don't want to see anything, I don't want to hear it, I don't want to say it. I just want to hug her quietly, even if it's a second of eternity, just a second of eternity, it's enough.

"You're right. Pictures, far more than one, there are, four! ”

I had already turned my head, and my eyes were already fixed on Lao Li who was holding the picture, looking at the painting, and nodding.

He was piecing them together and looked at me again.

"Four pictures, each one different, one records one place," he said.

I gently lowered the stamens so that her person could lie more comfortably and sleep more comfortably.

The wind, not too strong, is blowing her eyelashes and moving, but people will never wake up.

Fortunately, there are people by her side to accompany her, even if she dreams, she may not be lonely, and if she is not lonely, she will not be lonely.

Loneliness, isn't that the most annoying?

Some people think that when you are alone, you are not as lonely as when you are two. Because although someone accompanies her, she doesn't understand you, but it makes people miss a person's time and romance even more.

I walked over, and Lao Li said: "Look, there are three pictures left on the ground, and your analysis is right, the pictures are really not one, they are really many!"

"But where did their people go? Why are there three pictures here? ”

Lao Li frowned.

His people became nervous.

Like you suspect something?

What's in mind?

He didn't say it.

But I said, you put together the four pictures, what do you see? Is the nervousness because of the information on this graph?

Lao Li said: "On this! Yes, yes. ”

The rest of his words seemed to be indescribable.

People will inevitably stutter when they are nervous.

I said, "Speak slowly, what's wrong?"

Lao Li ate and said: "This picture, recorded, recorded, is the road we have walked!!"