"Where am I? Where should I be? Who am I? Who should I be? Mo Feitian's eyes suddenly widened and asked himself. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info didn't know what was going on, where he was, everywhere there was white light, white walls, he was dressed in white, lying on a bed with white sheets, walking around the room, people in white coats.

People say that Zhang Jixiang's life is really bitter, auspicious, auspicious, not auspicious at all, when he went to school, his academic performance was good, he was admitted to the city's key middle school, his parents died mysteriously, he had no financial resources, he did not drop out of school, or he would have been admitted to college, but his parents died, he did not take the college entrance examination, went home to plant an acre of vegetable land, sold the vegetables to vegetable sellers, earned some money to barely maintain his sister's education, lived a lonely and bitter life without love, met his girlfriend Mo Feitian, who loved him. However, when I got in the car with my girlfriend, when I came back, the car had a car accident, the car crashed into a thousand-year-old poplar tree, the car overturned the high roadbed, and the people in the car, except for Mo Feitian who was in a coma, the others were dead and missing, including Mo Feitian's boyfriend Zhang Jixiang, I don't know where to go, Mo Feitian was lucky to survive, but it did become like that, alas! Mo Feitian, what a misfortune! Poor thing! What a pathetic!.

Mo Feitian didn't even know what was going on or what happened, he just thought that he had slept for a long time and didn't even feel pain.

However, Mo Feitian can't remember a little thing in the past, Mo Feitian doesn't know any of his past acquaintances, not even his boyfriend's sister Zhang Ruyi, Mo Feitian just mutters to himself on the hospital bed every day, his mouth is full of Dunhuang, Feitian, dancing with his hands, sometimes singing tunes, listening carefully, it seems to be Dunhuang music.

And there was content in Mo Feitian's eyes.

After staying in the hospital in the city for a long time, the best doctor couldn't find out Mo Feitian's condition, except for forgetting the past, she was fine there.

Zhang Ruyi gave Mo Feitian the discharge procedures, took a long leave, and led Mo Feitian back home.

Zhang Ruyi took care of Mo Feitian's life, Zhang Ruyi saw Mo Feitian like this, thinking of his brother Zhang Jixiang, and now he didn't know what was going on, so he secretly touched his tears.

Mo Feitian lay by the window in a daze, looking at the flowing sea water in the distance for a long time.

In this isolated space, Mo Feitian felt as if he had changed a person, as if someone had given him inspiration, and there were often Dunhuang Feitian, Maiko, one by one, and Maiko always dancing Dunhuang Dance, sometimes as if they were going to jump out of his mind.

A young girl, sitting on the carpet at home, was flipping through the pages, fascinated by a book with color pictures, and there were many fairies painted in bright colors, posing in various graceful dance postures.

A fairy in a colorful dress with a long ribbon on her shoulders, jumping, dancing, coming to her from afar, taking her hand, she stood up, she danced with the fairy, her body was getting bigger, she danced with the fairy, and then there appeared a fairy in a colorful dress and a long ribbon on her shoulder, dancing with them, and so on, more and more fairies in colorful dresses and long ribbons on their shoulders danced around her, and in the beautiful music, dancing and dancing, some fairies, flying up and down, Everywhere is full of joy and happiness.

The dream that grandma told me often accompanied Mo Feitian, entangled and could not be lost.

Mo Feitian, who had never been able to dance, began to imitate the flying dance in his mind, the Dunhuang dance, making various postures and dancing.

In addition to dancing, Mo Feitian was isolated from the outside world.

Jumping and jumping, Mo Feitian had an impulse to go outside, Mo Feitian rushed out of the door, came to the beach, stepped on the fine sand, and danced.

At sunset, the waves are fierce, by the river,

Mo Feitian wore a light silk dress, stepped on the soft fine yarn, his body rotated, with the phantom-like pace and movements, a two-zhang long silk ribbon, rolled out of various patterns, beautiful and colorful Dunhuang dance, attracting the attention of fishermen, people passed ten, ten passed hundreds, people from near and far all knew, all came to appreciate. The city TV station people also came, and recorded the photo, back on the TV station after the broadcast, caused a sensation, the city song and dance theater knew, invited Mo Feitian to perform Dunhuang dance on stage, and sensational, in this way, Mo Feitian to Beijing, Shanghai, Shenzhen, Hainan and other places to perform, the venue was full, Japan, the United States, Britain and other foreigners also invited Mo Feitian to perform, Mo Feitian's Dunhuang dance, is popular all over the country, as well as overseas countries, Mo Feitian's Dunhuang dance is famous all over the world.

Mo Feitian seemed to be empty, like a flying fairy, flying around, dancing and dancing, feeling as if something was missing in his heart, empty, and unable to fall.

I said I wanted to forget, but I thought of you again, it turned out that my heart has never forgotten you, the beautiful and charming, graceful flying sky in the sea of clouds singing and dancing, there is really a feeling of fluttering immortals. The flying style is graceful, giving people the edification of beauty and the enlightenment of love. It expresses the beauty of the human body and human nature to the extreme.

Maybe it's no longer an elegant and noble poem, a delicate picture, a neon pipa, barefoot jade plate, followed by the sound of Yingluo, who said that it is not the stunning elegance of the peerless.

The full and vivid carcass will be full of charm of a lifetime, infiltrated into the poetry of the cuckoo's crying blood, and infiltrated into the hot dance branches of the sunset, trying to dance an intoxicating romance for thousands of years.

Through the ethereal tent, I saw that on the illusory jade plate, under the graceful dancing, there was a hidden eternal melancholy that could not be slashed.

The noisy zheng, the flute disordered, stirring the ethereal thoughts, is your delicate cold hand, at this moment, plucked my heartstrings that have been silent for many years.

Wandering in the maze of ferries, I never thought that tonight from the pile of old papers, I turned out these heavily injured fragments, and with the light of the cold moon, I actually cut out the beautiful shadow of your neon clothes and feather clothes dancing and singing.

It was as if awakening a wound that was hurt by tears, and the factor of pain broke the string of longing in an instant.

Pushing open the window, gazing into the distance, let the wisps of night wind rush towards me, pulling at my green clothes......

My chest burned like a boil, like drinking a pot of strong old wine, trying to be able to merge my bloody heart into the figure that spewed out a strange and elegant spew before dawn came.

Mortal scholars, I am willing to dance with you in front of the moon flowers in every time and space.

Brushing away the mottled cave wall, you are the goddess of clouds and water, and with a light touch of the blue finger, you can give birth to a lotus that will last for a hundred years.

After the smoke of the desert, stepping through thousands of years of wind and clouds, waking up on the bank of the Bodhi River, in the eyes of every person in the world, blooming and stretching, the dream of flying under the prosperous world.