The moonlight sprinkled the small courtyard with tears and rainbows, and the flowers seemed to be asleep, and the surroundings were very quiet.

Yu Tear Hong has always been not very fond of excitement, she used to often leave the table early to enjoy the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival alone, but this year is very different.

She heard footsteps, and when she looked back, sure enough, it was Bai Qiuchi who followed.

"Tear Rainbow, are you tired?" Bai Qiuchi asked with concern.

"I'm not tired, I just want to come back and have a look." Yu Tear Hong pointed to the epiphany not far away, and said, "In previous years, it bloomed around the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I came to observe its buds when we came back yesterday and this morning, and it may be able to bloom tonight!" ”

"I've heard that epiphany is also called the beauty under the moon, Qionghua. In the summer and autumn seasons, when the sky is full of stars and in the dead of night, the epiphany blooms, showing beautiful beauty, but when people are still asleep, the pure and fragrant epiphyllum has closed and withered in an instant, and this is how the 'flash in the pan' comes. ”

"Brother Chi, it turns out that you also have research on flowers and plants?"

"I also read it in a book, and I haven't seen a real epiphany."

"I wish it was open tonight." Yu Tear Hong looked at the budding flowers and bones and said.

"Definitely." Bai Qiuchi smiled and said, "I'll accompany you and wait for the flowers to bloom." ”

A smile resurfaced on Feather's tearful face.

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Zhenqing prepared a table, chairs and snacks and placed them in front of the epiphany.

Bai Qiuchi and Yu Tear Rainbow sat on the rattan chair together, waiting for the flowers to bloom together.

Feather Tears and Bai Qiuchi talked about the legend of epiphany.

It is said that Epiphany was a flower goddess who was able to bloom every day as she pleased, and bloomed in all seasons.

She was wearing a white dress, and the light veil on the outside was flowing and flexible, like the petals of a flower like snow, and the shoulders were also petal-by-petal light gauze, and she was also decorated with shining pearls. The crimson ribbon wrapped around the belt resembles a filament on a flower stem. Her head was dotted with small yellow flowers, like stamens, and the dew on them sparkled like jewels.

She often plays the piano and dances under the moon, and flowers grow under her feet, and the petals fly all over the sky, and her happiness is boundless.

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A young man who likes flowers and plants passed by here, and saw a snow-white flower bush here, the pale yellow stamens stretched, the snow-white petals were like jade, and each petal was crystal clear, white and flawless. He studied it carefully, but it was a variety that he had never seen.

So the young man came to see the flowers every day, to weed, loosen the soil, to water the flowers, and he carefully observed the growth of the flowers, and the magic was that the flowers bloomed every day.

As the years passed, something even more miraculous happened, and the flowers would bloom especially vigorously when he came, as if to welcome him.

He also regarded the flowers as his good friend, and came to tell his heart every day, and the flowers trembled slightly in the wind, as if nodding. Whenever he was sad, the flowers swayed, as if dancing, amusing him.

"You seem to be able to understand me." The young man asked cautiously.

The flower swayed, as if smiling and nodding at him.

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It's incredible, the epiphany god fell in love with the young man who watered and weeded her every day.

Later, the god of epiphany thought about this young man day and night, and one of them took on a human form and waited for this young man by the flowers.

The petals are flying, like a snow.

All of them were so hazy and dreamy.

The epiphany flower god is spinning, her movements are soft and agile, and she can still fly among the flowers.

Light yarn flutters, hair flying.

It's like a dream......

The ice is clear and jade, and it is extremely elegant.

"You're ......" the young man looked stupid.

The god of epiphany did not dare to tell him his identity.

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Since then, the two of them have been together in this way, violating the rules of heaven.

The epiphany flower god still needs to return to the flowers once a day, and the young people continue to take good care of the flowers so that the flowers become more and more lush.

The good days flowed like water, they lived happily ever after, the flowers fell, and the epiphany, which they took care of together, had bloomed all over the hillside.

Like the snow-white flowers blooming all over the mountain, it has become a spectacle. The flowers that do not fall attract tourists.

In this way, the Jade Emperor found out about this and was furious. The Jade Emperor beat the mandarin ducks, arrested the epiphany flower god, and demoted her to an epiphany that can only bloom for a moment at night every year, in order to make the two of them unable to see each other, he also sent the young man to the Vulture Mountain to become a monk, and gave him the name "Wei Tuo", so that he could forget the past and his beloved epiphany flower god.

In this way, year after year, Wei Tuo, who had lost his memory, devoted himself to cultivation and slowly became a famous monk.

However, the epiphany goddess has been suffering and has been thinking about Veda, who knows that every year in the late spring, Vetuo always comes down the mountain to collect morning dew sencha for the Buddha. So Epiphany chose to open at that time, waiting for him on that inevitable path.

She tried her best to bloom the essence that had been gathered for a whole year at that moment, the white petals bloomed, the pale yellow stamens stretched out, petal by petal, all telling her friendship, like a snowfall.

She wished that Wei Tuo would look back at her, even if he did, to think of her.

There is only one chance in a year, and she desperately wants to open up well, the most beautiful posture, the most touching aroma, all of which must stay at this moment when Wei Tuo passes by.

"It's a beautiful flower." Veda would sigh and praise as he passed by.

Epiphany looked forward to him being able to get closer, a little closer.

Have you forgotten this enchanting aroma?

Have you forgotten about these snow-white flowers?

Have you forgotten that you took care of me day and night, sheltered me from the wind and rain, watered and fertilized, and plucked insects and weeds?

Have you forgotten those happy times when we were together?

We went through a heart-wrenching parting, don't you remember it at all?

Epiphany can no longer transform into a human form, she can only call and shout in her heart, but ...... Vedic can't hear it!

He forgot, he didn't feel it......

Epiphany could only cry silently in her heart, hoarse.

She persevered, thinking that as long as there was hope, she couldn't give up.

Every year she blooms in the most beautiful state, but thousands of years have passed, and Vetuo, who has become a Buddha, has come down the mountain every year to collect morning dew, and the epiphany blooms silently year after year, and Vetuo has never remembered her.

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Until one day, a thin man walked by the withered epiphany bush, and when he saw the melancholy and lonely feelings of the epiphany god, he stopped.

He stood by the flowers and asked the god of epiphany, "Why are you so sad?" ”

The epiphany god was amazed, because mortals could not see the true body of the god of flowers.

And this thin man is obviously a mortal, how can he see his true body?

The epiphany hesitated for a moment, then replied, "You can't help me." ”

She stopped the man's words and continued to wait silently for Vedore.

The man looked at the withered epiphany, the sad eyes of the flower god, sighed and turned away.

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Forty years later, the wizened man walked over the epiphany, repeating the words of forty years ago: "Why are you so sad?" ”

The epiphany hesitated for a moment again, but replied, "You can't help me." ”

The wizened man smiled reluctantly and left again.

Forty years later, the emaciated old man reappeared at the god of flowers, already dying, and the god of epiphany remained the same.

The man had become an old man, but he still asked the same question as he did eighty years ago: "Why are you so sad?" ”

The god of epiphany remembered the old man and replied gratefully, "Thank you, a mortal, for asking me three times in your life, and for always caring for me. But you're mortal after all, and you're dying now, how can you help me? ”

"I'm just a god of flowers who has been punished by heaven for love, and I have bloomed at this time for thousands of years, just to turn around, just to make a person remember me...... But...... After all these years, he still doesn't remember me......" said the epiphany god, tears streaming down again.

The old man smiled and said, "My name is Yu Ming, and I just want to break the fate that came to fruition eighty years ago before I died. God of flowers, I'm here to send you a sentence: the origin and extinction of the fate are over, and the flowers bloom and fall to the dust. ”

The epiphany god recalled the old man's words, but saw the old man slowly sit down, his eyes slowly closed.

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Time passed quietly, the clouds gradually turned red, and the last rays of the setting sun swept through the old man's hair to his eyes.

The old man raised his eyes again and looked at the flowers, looked at the melancholy flower god and said: "The epiphany is Wei Tuo, why is there something wrong with such a feeling, God will punish me to accept it, and I will open the sky without eyes." ”

With that, the old man grabbed the god of flowers, and at this time the sunset just slipped into the old man's eyes, and the golden light jumped in his eyes.

The old man then passed away, and he took the god of flowers, flew through the layers of clouds and mist, and went to the Buddha country.

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In the kingdom of Buddha, shrouded in bright light, the epiphany god saw Veda again.

The epiphany god came to the Buddha Kingdom, absorbed the essence, and took on a human form under the holy light.

The same beautiful eyebrows, the same agile posture, the same gentle eyes.

"Vedore, do you remember me?" The epiphany looked at him and said.

The epiphany flower god's eyes are circulating, and there are a thousand emotions in it.

These eyes, so bright, so familiar......

At this moment, the memories of the past life poured in like a tidal wave, swirling, and flashing quickly.

Veda finally remembered the karma of his past life.

The two knelt down together in front of the Buddha, and the Buddha knew the cause and effect and allowed Veda to go down to earth to break the unresolved cause. And because the old man of the Yu Ming clan violated the rules of heaven, his soul will wander forever. You can't ride a crane to the west, nor can you enter the Pure Land of the Eastern Buddha, and there will be no reincarnation.

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"A flash in the pan, only for Veto. Therefore, epiphany is also known as Vedeo. Epiphyllum is always seen after sunset, so Epiphyllum blooms at night. Yu Tear Rainbow finished the story, but she seemed to be still intoxicated with this story.

"And what about later? What happened to the epiphany and Veda? Bai Qiuchi asked.

"The rest of the story, I don't know, there are many versions circulating. Perhaps, they are living happily together again, right? ”

"After going through so many hardships and hardships, they will definitely be happy." Bai Qiuchi comforted the somewhat depressed Yu Tear Rainbow.

"Hmm." Feather Tear nodded.

The attention of the two was again on the epiphany.

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The author has something to say: this story refers to the story of the epiphany flower god and Veta, adding details. Beauty is always fleeting, and I hope everyone will cherish it and cherish everything around them.