"Once upon a time, there were no mountains, no trees, nothing, just a sea, a boundless sea. ”

"Don't you even have an old man?" asked the squirrel.

"Oh no, not even the grandfather of the old man. "The day I first grew out of the ground, oh, it was a far, far away, three hundred feet from me, and I was once a seed, and I was a seed, and I was a seedling, not half the height of a leaf...... "What year was that? I had nine hundred rings on my body, and who were around me when I was born?"

"Is there me?" asked the squirrel, jumping.

"Don't interrupt the fawn, you were still a seed at that time. Fruit Bear said.

"Oh, why don't I have any leaves?" said the squirrel, spreading his little paws.

"But you can get rid of the edge of the dirt and run freely, and I envy you. The old tree said.

"But I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to listen to Grandpa Laoshu's story. ”

"But what I see is also limited, so many years I have been growing in order to see more things, but things beyond the field of vision are always infinite, I finally have the day when I am tired, I can no longer move, at that time, little squirrel, you have been to many places, see a lot of scenery that I will never see, at that time, squirrel, will you come back and tell me what you see?"

"Yes, it will!," said the squirrel, hopping, "I will travel every day and tell you what I see." ”

"Hehe, you will grow up, you will go farther and farther, and finally you will not be able to rush back every day......" The old tree groaned again, "how I want to see the sea, every year the feathers of seabirds fall, bringing the breath of the sea......"

"The sea, where is it?"

"I heard that if you climb all the way to the highest point on this earth, you will know what the world is like. ”

"I'll go!"

"Fawn, wait for me. The wombal and the flying pig cried, but the squirrel was already nowhere to be seen among the huge branches.

So the squirrel began her long run, and she climbed down the huge green tree. Running in the shade of the big green tree, she had never run out of there, it was their kingdom. Under the shade of the trees, there are a family of star grass, a family of compound orchids, a family of wild cuier, and countless flowers and plants, and small insects. They were always busy, and the butterfly was busy talking a lot, and he was flying up and down and laughing with each flower. The snail was busy climbing the tree again, but he always had no perseverance, whenever he climbed to the height of gladiolus, he would stop and talk to her excitedly, and then unconsciously slide down, and when he slid to the end, the day passed, and the next day he would climb up again, gladiolus always raised his proud head and said that he was annoying. But every morning she still raised her head and waited for a snail to come and talk to her. When the squirrel leaped over his head quickly, the snail closed his eyes in fright, and sighed, "Oh, when can I practice to climb the big green tree twenty times a day like a squirrel deer? ”

The squirrel ran out of the shadow of the big green tree, she found that the world was composed of countless shadows, between the shadows and the shadows, is the shining border, she jumped in the shadows, in the unfamiliar vision she felt surprised and panicked, and her heart was like the light and shadow were intertwined. The sky above the forest shone with countless lights, swaying and dazzling.

She chose a direction and ran down.

Squirrel felt like she had run thousands of miles, she had run more miles today than she had in her entire life combined, and of course she had only been born for eleven months.

"I should be running to the end of the world, how far have I run, and where is the boundary?" she stopped and asked the thin red fruit on the side of the road, "where is the boundary of the world?"

"I'm here at the center of the world, where did you come from?"

"What? I'm the center of the world, and I've come from the big green tree, and I've traveled so far. ”

"Is that the big green tree?"

As soon as the squirrel turned around, she saw a nine-hundred-year-old tree standing above the canopy, as if she were still at his feet.

The squirrel had seen it, that peculiar pinnacle, it also grew out of the earth like a tree, but it was so tall, how many years had it grown?

"If you stand on it, you can see the borders of the world. ”

She ran towards the foot of the mountain, gradually becoming a small spot with no end to see on the edge of the towering pinnacle.

The squirrel finally reached the peak, and she came to the edge of the cliff, where the blue clouds had dispersed, the giant trees had turned into grass, and beyond the forest was a golden ribbon. She raised her head higher and looked into the distance, when suddenly the boundless blue surged towards her.

Is that...... Sea. I heard it. Whew-whew-whew-like wind in the night, it's breathing!

She cheered and jumped, and suddenly found that there was no one standing there.

"Nobody has been here, hasn't anyone seen the scenery I've seen, who am I going to tell about my happiness? who knows?" her voice swayed from the summit and dissipated into the mist.

The top of the mountain is empty, only a stone stands in the middle of the flat ground, it is not connected to the mountain, as if it is not a part of the mountain, but who would put it here?

"Stone, why are you standing here alone?"

"Are you listening to the sound of the sea?"

"How long have you been here, aren't you bored when no one talks to you?" the squirrel circled around the stone, but the stone didn't speak.

The squirrel pressed its face to the stone, as if listening to something. After a long time, she slowly retreated, tiptoeing as if she was afraid of alarming something.

"Who am I?" said the stone as they sat in the shade on the big green tree that day.

"You're a stone. The squirrel said as he lowered his head and scratched his paws.

"Am I not a monkey?"

"yes?"

"But there are a lot of monkeys in this world, are they all me?"

"Well......" the squirrel thought for a moment, "I just know that there are a lot of squirrels in this world, but none of them are me." Monkeys, I don't know. ”

"Yes, I'm not them, they're all together, and here I am. The stone monkey bowed his head and said.

"Won't they play with you? Why?"

"Because I'm not like them. But though I'm out of a stone, I'm still a monkey, right?"

"Well, I wanted to be the flower under the big green tree for a while, but she wouldn't change it with me, and then I wanted to be a deer, but I couldn't learn to jump long, and I only have to be a squirrel at the moment. ”

"With them, I don't remember myself, but I often stop inexplicably and find them running while I don't move, and I'm terrified. ”

"Are you terrified that you've found yourself?" a voice said.

The monkey and the squirrel looked up and spoke with a leaf. She smiled kindly: "I am a leaf. ”

"I know you're a leaf. ”

"But do you know that my name is a leaf? I mean, I am this one. Not any other piece. ”

"I think it's pretty much the same. ”

"But I'm the only leaf in the world. ”

"Huh?"

"I mean......" Ye Zi was a little anxious, she curled her edges, trying to make a gesture, but then gave up again, "as soon as I close my eyes, there is only myself in the world, so I will be afraid, and when I open my eyes, I will be very relieved to see so much of myself." As soon as the wind blew, we rustled, and I knew my existence in these sounds, and I slept peacefully.

"But many of the leaves were gone, and when I woke up, I was gone, and I don't know where they were, but there were new leaves in my vision. I didn't know when they left, there were too many leaves here, I was afraid that I would forget myself, I was afraid that others would not know that there was me, so ......" Ye Zi said timidly, "I hope someone can call my name, and then I will say yes, and then I will know that I am still here, and I can sleep happily." ”

"Then I call you every day, when I get up, and when I come back. And the squirrel said, "Do you want me to call thee stone?"

"No need. The stone monkey said, "I'm going to sleep." ”

"Stone. "The squirrel wakes up early in the morning and barks. Then she laughed, "A leaf." She called.

"Huh. Someone agreed.

"Hmm. The squirrel was about to leave, but the leaf said, "What do you tell me to do?"

"Didn't you want me to call you?"

"Where?" said the leaf.

"Oh no, I forgot which leaf it was. The squirrel cried, "Huh, won't you find her if you change the branches?"

She looked up, and the leaves of the huge green tree were shaking, like a green sea, boundless.

Spring is the sound of flapping wings, and thousands of birds with wide wings land on the big green trees, the blue of the sea on their backs and the pure white of the clouds on their bellies.

"Where are you from? Why have I never seen you?"

"Hahaha, this is our home. I haven't seen you either, little one. A large bird laughed, her wings spread like a cloud.

"Oh, there are so many big flowers on the tree!" the stone exclaimed as he returned from playing outside, looking up.

"Hee-hee-hee, hee-hee, so stupid. The squirrel laughed at him.

"Are you stupider than me?" asked a timid voice.

"Silly bird, I really think I'm stupid when I call you stupid. Big Bird smiled and pushed out a small bird shrunk behind him, "His name is Ah Ben, and he was born this year, and he went back to his hometown for the first time, and he was afraid of life." ”

The squirrel looked up and saw that there were two "little birds" as tall as himself. "Ah, you're so handsome!"

"What do you mean, no one has ever said that about me. ”

"It's like, you're so pretty. It's the word kombalat they say to me, and now I'm giving it to you. ”

"Thank you. "But I'm uglier than my parents, I don't have as big wings as them, I don't have as beautiful feathers as them, I feel sorry for this several times, but they always laugh at me for being stupid." ”

"You're going to grow up, you're going to be the biggest, most beautiful bird here. ”

"Really?" Ah Ben flapped his wings happily and shouted, "I will grow up, I will grow up." ”

The stone also sat on the side and watched, and for some reason seemed a little melancholy.

"What a lot of water, whoever can go in and come out again, we will serve him. The monkeys shouted.

"Yes, hahaha!

"Do you dare?"

"I'll go!" a monkey jumped out, but as soon as he got to the edge of the pool and made a jump, he giggled and turned back.

"Who dares to go?"

"I ......," said a faint voice, but the monkeys jumped and pushed, and threw each other into a mess, chasing each other and jumping away, and no one heard the sound.

Stone stood there alone, and no monkey came to ask him if he dared. He looked up at the huge roaring curtain of water at the other end of the pool, and the wind was blowing, and the mist was blowing on his face, making people breathless.

At night, the mountains and forests are quiet, and in the blue moonlight, only the water curtain still roars, knocking the moon in the pool into silver dust.

A small figure came to the edge of the pool, he looked at the waterfall for a long time, suddenly jumped out, "tom" fell into the pool far away from the water curtain, drowned half dead before climbing up.

He looked at it again for a long time, and then jumped out again.

The result was the same, and this time he fluttered longer before he climbed up.

He knelt on the edge of the pool, his hands on the rocks, and watched as the water dripped down his head and wet the stones.

"I can't do it. ”

"There are a lot of things in this world that can't be done. ”

"Who?" the monkey looked around and looked up again, "Moon, is that you?"

"Hee-hee-hee, stupid monkey. The squirrel jumped down from the tree, came to the big rocky pool in the moonlight, and put his big tail to his face, "Do I look like the moon?"

"Sort of, but you don't shine. ”

"Silly monkey, why are you jumping into the pool, do you learn to swim?"

"I want to jump into that waterfall. ”

"Hahaha, you're so strange, is there anything to eat in the waterfall?"

"No...... Maybe. ”

"Maybe there is? You drowned yourself again and again for this?"

"No, not for food, it's ...... I don't know, I just want to know if I can do it. ”

"What if you do it?"

"If you do it, you'll be happy. ”

"It's strange that you're happy because you can't eat something?"

"Oh yes," the monkey laughed too, "I don't know why?"

"But," said the squirrel, with his eyelids drooping and a little sad, "there are so many things in the world that cannot be done, and you are not always unhappy?"

“...... I always wonder, there is the sun, the moon, the mountains, the clouds, there are so many things that we can't see and touch, can they be touched? If they can't be touched, how do I know if they're really there?"

"Huh?" the squirrel tilted his head to look at the moon in the sky, "what you say, no one understands." ”

The monkey stood up and looked at the sky: "Since they are there, they are things that can be touched, no one can really touch them? Is it really never reachable? If a place can never be reached, then does that place still exist? We come into this world, but we know that there are things that can never be touched, things that can never be done, and the thought of this makes me sad. ”

"Yes, you can touch it. The squirrel lazily raised his little paws, "Look, isn't the moon holding my hand now?"

The monkey looked back and saw the blue moonlight on the squirrel's palm, which seemed to flow in the small palm. He was stunned.

"May I eat you?" asked a tiger timidly as he approached him gently.

"Is this the first time you've come out to hunt?" asked the squirrel, tilting his head. The other monkeys had already run up the trees.

The tiger blushed and nodded.

"And what did you eat before?"

“......”

"What?"

"Milk. ”

Many monkeys fell from the trees laughing and couldn't climb up with laughter.

"I don't want to be a man-eating tiger, but ...... My mom is gone. I have to live. ”

"But if you eat us, we, too, will die. ”

“...... I wish I could eat the fruit as you do. ”

"Sometimes you don't have a choice. A voice said.

The squirrel turned his head in surprise and said, "Stone." ”

"I often fantasize about a place where I can live happily without any danger and without doing what I don't want to do. But no one seems to be able to do that. ”

"Yes. Tiger Amin thought for a moment and said, "You can not do what you don't want to do." I think that's okay. ”

He glanced at the animals present and turned to leave.

"How could he do it?" they said.

So in the days that followed, the tiger Amin was often seen lying quietly on the grass to watch butterflies, sometimes small birds stopped on his body, and once he helped a duck who did not learn to swim to cross the river.

"Isn't he living happily?" said everybody.

In the autumn days, the tiger Amin watched the butterflies fly and died quietly. The bird was still on top of him, and he couldn't tease it with his tail mischievously.

"Why should you die on such a happy day?" they said.

The stone grew silent. Suddenly, one day he began to play wildly, and the mountains and forests were full of his voice.

It was a carnival night, and an old monkey silently left the crowd and walked deeper into the mountains.

"Where are you going?" asked the stone, sitting in the dark.

The old monkey looked at the monkey who was sitting alone in the dark, away from the noise, in surprise: "I'll go where I need to go." ”

"You know where you're going? But I don't know. ”

"Every living being goes to that place, it's quiet, it's suitable for an old fellow like me, and you're different, you're so young, you should whirl and shout in the moonlight, and you're going to leave your voice between heaven and earth. ”

"But the sound will eventually dissipate. Stone said.

"No, it won't stop, you listen. ”

On a huge stone platform in the forest not far away, the monkeys shouted happily. Moved by this kind of cry, all kinds of voices in the forest in all directions roared one after another. The great forest shook and trembled, and I don't know if it was the wind that stirred up the waves, or the sound that stirred up the wind.

"How I wanted to blend in with the sound, but no, I couldn't shout anymore, I couldn't let my low pitch interfere with the chorus. How powerful I was back then...... You are jumping out of the stone, you are always worried, because you are still afraid of the rapid jumping in the forest, the millions of things that come to you in the silence for tens of thousands of years, and you know that the time when you can control yourself so freely is very short, the time when you can feel your free thinking is very short, and you have to try your best to grasp what you meet for this short time. Know that all the things that appear in your life come to you in a long time, and cherish them, child. ”

"Can I hold on to them and never lose them?"

"There is a legend that there are immortal dragons in the sea beyond the mountain, but too many of them sink lonely at the bottom of the sea. Even though you can keep yourself, you can't keep the things around you, watching everything around you change, only yourself is left, the unbearable heaviness is time, no one can bear that weight. ”

"I'm going to be strong, strong enough to withstand anything. ”

"Is there really such a tenacious life? Even if he can bear everything, he will eventually be overwhelmed by his heavier and heavier self. Because how can he be stronger than himself. Hehe, I'm confused, I can't figure out these truths, maybe it's okay. Come, taste this. The old monkey handed over a coconut kettle.

"What is this?"

"This is 'getting', it is what the fruit becomes when it disappears into form. It can make you forget yourself, and thus become one with the world, and drink it and you will feel that you are this forest, this moon, this river. ”

The stone gulped, and after a moment he stood up and began to laugh happily.

"Who are you?" asked the old monkey.

"I am the sky, I am all! I am the greatest!" the stone blushed, hiccuped, and began to dance, when suddenly he stretched out his arms and roared, and the monkeys on the stone echoed, and he climbed up the stone platform three times and two times, and joined the monkeys in the wild dance.

"Look, haven't you already got everything?" the old monkey looked at the shadow on the stone platform for a long time, and then silently turned around and walked towards the depths of the mountain.

Autumn is deeper, and the Xiangniao family is about to set off.

"Don't go, I'll be sad. Squirrel said.

"I'll be back next year. Ben said.

"But you've been so short that you haven't found more friends. Why do you have to be apart for so long?"

"I don't know why the sun moves farther and nearer, we have to chase the sun and can't get too far from it, so we are destined to spend our whole life on the road, and there are only a few days when I can really stop and live, but I will always think about it on the road, and I will try my best to fly for this time together. ”

"You said that there are many birds on the road every year that cannot be reached. ”

"It won't be me, I'm young, but my parents ...... I would follow them, and when they couldn't fly, they would fall into the sea, and I knew that there would come a time when no bird would die in the nest, and we would fly over the ocean until we finally threw it into the ocean, and that's it. ”

"Dumb, why do you suddenly understand so much?"

"From the day I knew I was going to grow up. Ben held the squirrel's hand, "We will all grow up, and we will be more beautiful at that time, although we will become old during that long journey, but for the most gorgeous years of our lives, we will not regret running to that moment." Really?"

The squirrel scratched its head. She didn't seem to understand, but she felt sad and hopeful.

I'm going to leave too, and finally that day the stone monkey said.

The squirrel's big eyes looked at him without speaking, and she wondered if she knew that day would come.

"I don't know why I should be sad because of loss, why I should worry about the short time. I'm going to find the power to let all life transcend boundaries and let all flowers bloom on the earth at the same time. Let those who want to fly fly freely, and let everyone be together forever with what they like. ”

"But everything I like is going to leave me. Squirrel said.

The stone monkey was already on the raft, and the squirrel watched him turn into a tiny spot on the sea from the high mountain where she had first seen the stone.

"Is this what grows up, why, why are you in such a hurry?" cried the squirrel, holding his tail.

That day the squirrel woke up, and the world suddenly became quiet, without the sound of the birds flapping their wings, and without the noise of the monkeys. She looked up, and the sea had turned golden, and many leaves had fallen into the distant land.

Then she heard a voice whisper, "Goodbye." ”

"Who are you? Where are you?"

"I'm a leaf, do you see me? I'm here. ”

The squirrel turned around and looked around, countless leaves floating past her.

"Where are you?"

"I'm here. I'm here. Countless voices said, "I'm here, remember me, I was in ......"

The squirrel jumped up and chased down the branches as fast as he could.

"A leaf, a leaf!" she shouted.

"Thank you. She heard the thin voice again, "I know I'm here, and next year, you will call my name on the branch again." Goodbye......"

The squirrel finally couldn't catch up with them, and she jumped up to the branch and waved her hand down, "Goodbye." Goodbye—"