Taihu Lake,

The smoke is vast, as far as the eye can see,

Facing the sky, hating the sky;

Adjacent to the Hanhai, sigh the unrestrained sea.

If he is not shackled, Anzhi can't be as good as the sky and the sea?

It is committed to the land, and its heart climbs the sky and the sea,

Self-contained lakes, smiling proudly,

Therefore, it is named a Taizi, and it is not in vain to be proud.

The mountain spirit bear, the water spirit dragon,

Taihu Lake Spirit Pond has its own dragon vein.

The waves of the river, endless for thousands of years, pregnant with its dragon soul;

The West Pole cliffs, rock ridges are side by side, turning into its dragon shape.

From the dragon pool, through the dragon's head, the dragon's back two mountains, just like the dragon lying out of the Taihu Lake half of its body, protecting a hill in its arms.

Compared with the dragon-like mountains, this hill is like a larva that learns to worm, although it also wants to pose as domineering as a dragon, and half-leans out of the body from the lake, but it is only a hundred feet, and it looks cute, and I don't know how many tens of thousands of years it will take to get Jackie Chan.

The so-called "Shu Mountain" on the shore of Taihu Lake is named after this.

The soil quality of Shushan is strange, fired into a vessel, non-pottery and non-porcelain, the luster is introverted, the color is like Luoxia, commonly known as purple sand.

The pot is made of purple sand, filled with Li tea, and the fragrance is fragrant into the bones for a long time, and the people who love tea are all eager to it.

At this time, the Ziyang Pavilion on the top of the mountain,

A Taoist in Tsing Yi was holding a purple sand teapot, inspecting it repeatedly.

The scribe next to him asked in a tentative voice, "How?" ”

"Huh? How is it? Are you asking about people, or is it this pot? ”

The Xuanyi scribe looked embarrassed, "With Mr. Huayang's transparency, why bother to say it?" ”

"Hey~ It's transparent to say it's broken, how can it be transparent if you don't say it's broken? You Chen Daoju is a world-famous iron rooster, and suddenly asked Poor Dao to identify Zisha, I'm afraid it is intended for Pei Gong, right? ”

"Stop! If this pot is in the eyes of Mr. Huayang, then please laugh! ”

"No, no!

Although the heat of this pot is well controlled when firing, the color is uniform, which can be called the top grade.

However, there are obviously some problems with the humidity of the materials, and the gloss is astringent but not full enough, and it cannot reach the level of the best.

Poor Dao had little interest in this one. The man put down the teapot in his hand, and his face was flat.

The scribe looked nervous when he heard this, and he didn't know how to answer.

However, the other party was obviously just trying to sell a pass, and when he saw the Xuanyi scribe change his face, a smile immediately appeared on the face of the Taoist in Tsing Yi:

"But those two kids are different."

The man suddenly approached the scribe mysteriously and whispered.

Hearing this, the scribe's face was cloudy, and he changed several times in a row.

Just when the heart of the scribe in the black shirt was surging,

The Taoist in Tsing Yi brushed his sleeves and long body, patted the pavilion railing, looked at the two children playing not far away, and said leisurely,

"Poor Dao can only give the head of the Chen family one more suggestion, if the child has not yet settled, it is better to record his nationality in Yixing."

"Why is that?"

"As the original dragon ring of the Nine Dragons Pillar, it will become a stepping stone for the dragon body later, and the dragon qi will inevitably be suppressed. Therefore, it is better to use this stone dragon as a stepping step, and your child's life may be turned around, at least you can get a good death. ”

The scribe stood up and shook it respectfully, "Thank you, sir, for your advice." ”

"Not necessarily! It's these two children who have a relationship with the poor road, and let someone go down and have a look! ”

Two drooping children are digging and playing with insects under a tree.

One is white and chubby, and looks honest and honest.

The other looked thinner, but his eyes were shining and full of elven energy.

Suddenly, a blue cloud drifted in, and the thinner child was obviously more alert, and immediately sensed it.

I saw that he used a branch to gouge a few times, caught a golden insect, jumped up happily, stood on tiptoe, and raised his hand high.

"This bearded uncle, Uncle Chen said that your skills are amazing, and there is nothing in the world that you don't know. So, can you tell me what kind of bug this is? ”

When the honest boy saw that his companion had caught a big one, he was so excited that he gathered around.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled and stroked the two children, bent down and replied patiently,

"Uncle is not so supernatural, in this world, there are many things that uncle doesn't know.

But if you ask about this bug, your uncle can tell you that this bug is called rebirth.

Their adult cries are loud and will summon predators for them. ”

The boy chimed in, "They, will they call?" ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi patted him lightly on the shoulder, and the honest boy was silent, obviously known as a tutor.

So the Taoist in Tsing Yi continued to explain, "As soon as this insect is born, it will lie dormant underground for several years, or even more than ten years, desperately absorbing nutrients to make itself stronger.

It is only when they feel that they are strong enough to compete with most insect predators that they transform into wings, break out of their shells, and turn into autumn cicadas, emitting a long cry that is heard by the whole world.

After a long time, it has gathered momentum, and it has chosen the opportunity to sing, because of its transformation and rebirth, so it is called rebirth. ”

The child who caught the worm thought for a moment, "I see, then I'll put it back." ”

"Oh? Why? ”

"Because I prefer to listen to its cries after it melts, and when the time comes, I will come back to play with it."

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi twisted his long hair in his hands, facing the big lake, laughed loudly, and the dragon chanted in the laughter, which seemed to be a proverb:

"The world is uneven,

Nine dragons around the pillars of the stars.

Stunned fluttering wings soaring into the air,

The south mountain rises to the sun, and the north mountain collapses. ”