"You've been living here alone for the past eight years?" Bai Meiluo asked in surprise.

"I've always lived under that tree!" Qiu Fengyang pointed to the giant blue tree, "When my father didn't leave two years ago, the two of us were together. But now it's just me. Qiu Fengyang lowered his head and shook his head, although his heart was a little sour, but he finally withdrew the tears in his eyes.

"Wow!" Bai Meiluo sighed, "That tree is really big, maybe more than fifty meters." ”

"The height is fifty-seven meters, and the trunk is ten meters in diameter. Even on a rainy day, the trees will not get wet from the rain. Qiu Fengyang leaned in and asked, "Do you want to go there and see it?" ”

"Okay!" Bai Meiluo smiled.

The two of them ran as fast as they could, and in a blink of an eye they came under the tree.

Standing under the tree, Bai Meiluo's eyes widened, "I've never seen such a big tree." ”

"Do you like it here?" asked Qiu Fengyang.

"Of course, it would be perfect if I could have stayed here a little longer. "White plum fell and ran around the big blue tree, and her long white hair fluttered in the wind.

Bai Meiluo saw twenty-eight wooden swords inserted around the giant tree, and each one of them was rotten. She picked up a wooden sword, ran to Qiu Fengyang, and asked, "Qiu Fengyang, what's the matter with these wooden swords, why are they buried around the giant tree?"

"These are my old wooden swords. Qiu Fengyang explained, "After all, a wooden sword is grass and trees, and every time I practice a sword, I will make another sword for myself." ”

"You broke all the swords here?"

"Yes. ”

Bai Meiluo looked around, and the sword saints who didn't have wooden swords were all mutilated. Some of the wooden swords were already covered with moss, and they should have been abandoned for a long time.

"Qiu Fengyang, what do you usually do?"

"Practice swords. Qiu Fengyang replied naturally.

"Except for sword practice?"

"It's still sword practice. ”

"Don't you take a break?" Bai Meiluo asked.

Qiu Fengyang shook his head, "When you are tired, you will fall under the tree and sleep quietly, and when you are hungry, you will go hunting in the Jacaranda Mountain." Then I continued to practice the sword. Qiu Fengyang lay in the shade of the blue giant tree, and turned his head to look at Bai Meiluo beside him, "Why are your hair and eyebrows white?"

Bai Meiluo smiled and said nothing.

Qiu Fengyang saw that Bai Meiluo ignored him, and felt a little bored, so he immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Bai Meiluo looked into the distance and asked, "Qiu Fengyang, do you have any friends?"

Qiu Fengyang closed his eyes and shook his head, "I have no friends except for my father. Bai Meiluo, do you have any friends?"

Bai Meiluo sighed, lay beside Qiu Fengyang, and watched the sun gradually set, "I am an orphan, I have been wandering for three years, and I have no friends. ”

"In that case, let's be friends, okay?" Qiu Fengyang opened his eyes and smiled at Bai Meiluo beside him, "Let's practice swords under the tree together and wait for my father to come back." ”

"What if your father hasn't come back after a year?" Bai Meiluo asked.

"I'm leaving with you and wandering together. Qiu Fengyang said.

"It's a deal. Bai Meiluo stretched out the little finger of her left hand and pulled the hook of the autumn wind and sun.

"It's a deal. Qiu Fengyang stretched, stood up, patted the dirt behind him, and picked up the wooden sword in his hand, "Okay, I'm going to start practicing the sword." ”

Bai Mei Luoren lay under the tree and asked, "Qiu Fengyang, what is your dream?"

"Dream?" Qiu Fengyang held the wooden sword, a little puzzled.

"Dreams are the outcome you most want to meet?"

"Become a sword hero of the tree country and see my father come back. Qiu Fengyang smiled and began to dance the sword under the tree, "What about you?"

Bai Meiluo looked at the exquisite swordsmanship of the autumn wind and yang, as if the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and murmured: "I want to see the day of the snow, when the plum blossoms fall." ”

"So your name is Bai Meiluo?" Qiu Fengyang danced the sword intently, and many bright sword flowers appeared in the sky.

Bai Meiluo pulled out the black streamer from the scabbard on his back and smiled, "A year later, if your father hasn't come back yet, let's go see Bai Xue Meihualuo together, okay?"

Qiu Fengyang put away his long sword and turned around, and the long white hair of the white plum falling under the moonlight spread out under the blue giant tree, just like the white plum falling in the heavy snow.

"How old are you?" asked Qiu Fengyang.

"Like you, eight years old. ”

"A year later, I went with you to see the snow and plums. Qiu Fengyang stuck the wooden sword in the soil and said solemnly: "From today on, we will be friends." ”

Bai Meiluo nodded, "One day, we will let people all over the world remember that there are such two people, the sword of the tree country is the autumn wind and the sun, and the sword of the tree country is crazy Bai Meiluo." ”

"It's a deal. ”

"It's a deal. Bai Meiluo raised her head, straightened up and pointed at the autumn wind in front of her, her white eyebrows raised slightly, and said, "Pick up your sword, let's ask the sword first." ”

Qiu Fengyang obediently pulled out the sword inserted in the ground, looked at the gorgeous streamer in Bai Meiluo's hand, and said, "You have a good sword." ”

"Thank you, however, you should change a sword, the future swordsman can't be without a famous sword. "Bai Mei fell down.

Qiu Fengyang scratched his short green ear-length hair, and said heartily: "Father told me that everything has a spirit, and all plants and trees are swords. Although he only has a wooden sword in his hand, he has sword intent in his heart, and he naturally has a famous sword in his hand. ”

"Well said!" Bai Meiluo's voice fell, and he stabbed at Qiu Fengyang.

Patches of blue flowers bloom on the Jacaranda Mountain, becoming a sea of blue under the moonlight. At the foot of the blue flower mountain, under the giant tree, the autumn wind and the sun and the white plum fall are dismantling each other. I saw the blue petals in the sky flying all over the sky, and the soft moonlight sprinkled on the entire mountain forest.

On that day, they met.

The boy said that he practiced sword to wait for his father.

The girl said that she practiced swords to see when Bai Mei fell.

It was also on that day that the boy promised the girl, together to see the snow and plum blossoms falling.