Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

When I returned to the hut, I saw a cloth bag in front of the door, and I knew that it was Ying'er who brought it to me. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Before the info could be opened, an enticing fragrance emanated. Inside the cloth bag is icefish fried in oil. Ying'er said, "This is what my mother brought to me when she came to the palace to see me that day, I think you are alone here, no one to take care of you, so I left you behind." I didn't care about Sven and my hands, so I reached out and pinched the oily ice fish and began to eat it. At first, I just wanted to taste it, but the more I ate it, the more fragrant it became, the more greedy I became, so I ate nearly half of the salted fish in the cloth bag. If it weren't for the saltiness, I might have eaten all the fish in the bag. It's been a long time since I've eaten something so delicious.

While I was sitting on the stone in front of the hut and eating salted fish, Ying'er had already started to cook on the fire. At this time, the little white lamb snuggled affectionately towards Ying'er, and cried with joy. Ying'er picked up the little lamb, kept stroking it with her hand, and said, "This little lamb is so cute." "This little guy is indeed lovely, born with a solid color of white hair, docile and petite, and very humane. One morning the other day, I opened the door of the hole in the flock, and when the sheep had come out of the hole, I saw a newborn lamb lying in the hole as if it was sick, and was crying weakly. So I carried the lamb to the hut and fed it the cooked yok. Because I was lonely, I always carried it back and forth between the valley and the hut. Over time, it became my companion day and night.

When I saw that Ying'er liked the lamb so much, I said, "If you like it, you might as well take it back and raise it." Ying'er shook her head and said, "There is a law in the kingdom of heaven that you are not allowed to raise livestock in your place of residence. Of course, I also knew this rule, so I joked, "If I call it Ying'er, would you like to?" Ying'er smiled, "If you really like it, I don't matter." So, I shouted to the little lamb, "Ying'er, Ying'er." "The little lamb did come towards me. Ying'er laughed happily when she saw it.

After a while, the yamako was cooked, and I filled Ying'er with a bowl of it, and began to eat it with a clay pot. In this mountain, apart from the yakuma, it is still the yalam, and there is nothing better to entertain guests. The taro was dug from the ground on the side of the mountain behind the house. The original shepherd planted two or three acres of land on the slope behind the house. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat all of these yams for two years. Although there is only this yam, because of the company of the person you love, the taste of the yamak is much more delicious. Ying'er also seemed to eat very well, and said that the yake here was much better than the yake in the palace. When the little lamb saw that we were eating well, he watched and cried. Ying'er poured some of the yams in the bowl into a small dish and fed them to the lamb.

As he spoke, he didn't feel that the sun was already setting in the west. Ying'er looked at the sky, and hurriedly said goodbye and hurried back to the palace. I dropped her off on the trail by the lake. Standing on the high slope here, you can see the farmhouses living at the end of the lake. When we parted here, Ying'er said to me with some shame, "Childe, if it weren't for me, Your Majesty would have left you in the palace a long time ago to replace the captain." I nodded my head as if I knew it, and showed my understanding of the king's approach. Because I will often meet and contact with Ying'er in the palace, it is easy to cause personal feelings. If that's the case, it's going to be bad for the king, Ying'er, and me. And I am easy-going by nature, I like to play, I have a little literary talent, but I am not good at swordsmanship, so I said, "I would be more suitable to be a father in Liangchuan than to be a lieutenant in the palace." Ying'er said, "But after all, the father is not as famous as the captain of the capital." I said, "What does it matter if you don't have a name or not?" As long as people live comfortably and freely, what is not the same? If being a high position will only bring me discomfort and unhappiness, I would rather be a farmer. Ying'er listened to my words and nodded with deep feeling.

After Ying'er left, everything in the mountains and rivers returned to its original state. But with a flute, there is some sustenance in the day's life. I sat by the brook in the valley and blew it every day. I poured my love and lovesickness for the princess into the song. In the melodious and affectionate melody, I will unconsciously immerse myself in a reverie of sadness and beauty. As a result, the monotonous and boring time immediately became gorgeous. But if you do something for a long time, you will feel bored and bored. Because a doesn't get you what you crave. The princess was forbidden out of the palace, and Ying'er couldn't come here to see me often. So, I remembered Beze and Ylan. However, without the orders and dispatches of the royal palace, no one could enter the place at will. So, it's impossible for them to come here to see me.

Loneliness and loneliness are weighing on me day after day. And when the song stops, the valley becomes more empty and silent. The emptiness and silence are unbearable. When I was really manic, I shouted to the valley, "Come, wolf!" "Although there are no wolves, there is a kind and real echo in the valley, and the echo echoes melodiously, which can make people feel a sincere and simple comfort for a while. The valley or everything has a spirituality, and it has a kind of aura and sense given by nature, and it is possible to feel and feel other physical properties simply and straightforwardly. When you think about it this way, you will find that what is in front of you turns out to be vivid and wonderful. In order to speak to the valley, I shouted and sang loudly, and the valley reciprocated with the same roar and song. It turns out that nature is so harmonious and balanced, so sincere and just. I realized that my current situation and suffering was a fair reward from God.

Man's longing is actually man's thirst for love. After being filtered and purified by time and the mind, the thoughts are as pure and beautiful as dreams, full of wonderful and novel mysteries. This trickle of affection, brewed with the most imaginary beauty and the most dedicated passion, is the source and nourishment that nourishes and waters the tree of love and ideals. Life is uneventful day after day, only thoughts and dreams are intoxicating. In the beautiful feelings, the dullness and suffering will be like the ice and snow that dissolves in the sun, gradually merging into the clear stream and flowing into the mysterious distance. Even an outcast or a poor girl can become a prince and princess in her dreams. Moreover, the more hungry and cold a person is, the farther away from home, the more agitated and wonderful his thoughts and dreams become.

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