When Shi Tan first took on a human form, she was curious about everything, and when she was still a plant, she often heard people say how beautiful the world is and how intoxicating the food in the world is.

The yearning for the world made the poet turn into a human form at the beginning, and secretly ran to the world to play.

She is simply ignorant of the world, and she does not understand the world's human affairs, so she makes a lot of jokes about it.

Shi Chen found that the world is really beautiful, the things are very interesting, and the food is delicious!

But poetry doesn't understand, the most complicated thing in the world is people!

On that day, in the capital city, the sky was bright, but suddenly there were dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Everyone only said that the weather was changeable, and only Shi Tan knew that it was he who cultivated himself and came to the world to cause God's curse.

A storm brewed in the dark sky, waiting for the night to come, and then swinging his scythe and reaping the life that should not exist.

When the last ray of light on the horizon disappeared, the first lightning bolt fell from the cloudy sky, and the poet struggled to dodge and run.

Because he was afraid that his thunderstorm would implicate innocent people, Shi Chen had to run to a remote place.

One thunder tribulation after another, a full nine, each of which was split on her body.

At the end of the ninth tribulation, the sky finally returned to its original form, and the moon hung high in the sky, sprinkling light on all things on earth.

Shi Tan was wearing a blood-stained shirt, and the wounds on his body were shocking one by one.

All the spiritual power is used to avoid the lightning tribulation, and Shi Chen no longer has spiritual power, so he can support himself to return to the Valley of Thousand Spirits and find the help of his friend Yan Sibo.

She couldn't support it, and finally passed out.

When she woke up again, she was greeted by the immature face of a teenager.

The young man sat on the edge of the bed, his head supported by his palms little by little, sleeping very soundly, looking at the young man's pursed lips after falling asleep, Shi Chen laughed.

She thought of a good idea, turned into a flash of inspiration, and fell into the dream of a teenager.

The young man in the dream, holding a book of poetry, is carefully describing the words on it.

Xu felt that someone was coming, and the young man raised his head and looked at the innocent woman standing in front of him, smiling.

"Why is the girl here?"

"Didn't you call me?" Shi Tan blinked his eyes and said innocently.

She wouldn't tell the man in front of her that she was just on a whim, and when she realized it, she was already here.

"What do you mean by that, girl?"

"It's not interesting!" Shi Tan didn't want to continue the topic, "Idiot, what are you looking at?" ”

"The Book of Songs."

"Is it pretty?"

"Hmm."

"How does it compare to me?"

When Shi Tan said this, he put his face in front of the man, and slowly sketched a smile that charmed all beings, Sibo once said that if she smiled like this, no one could refuse her request!

"It's not as good as a girl!" The man stared at the girl who was quietly born in front of him, as if he had been bewitched.

"I knew it!" The tone of the poem was full of pride, "Sibo said, I laugh like this, it looks the best!" ”

"Who's Siber?"

"A little scholar, my best friend, is a little stunned, no one knows what he's thinking."

"You guys have a good relationship?"

"Well, it's up to him that I can transform into a human form."

"Very good!" When the man said this, it was a bit far-fetched, and for some reason, he felt that his heart was a little stuffy.

When the man was gloomy, Shi Tan was already wandering around in his dream, "You're pretty good here, but it's not lively enough." ”

After she finished speaking, she thought of something, so she waved her hand, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of flowers bloomed and butterflies danced!

"Look, that's great!" The poet smiled happily and couldn't help dancing in the sea of flowers.

That's her self-created dance, clearly called Qiannian, as the name suggests, thousands of years of seeking, thousands of years of thinking!

Halfway through the dance, she stopped, and one turned to the man, "I forgot, this dance is not suitable for you to see, why don't I dance for you and forget your worries!" May you live your life without worries and without any vain! ”

Shi Tan didn't know that her dance became a prophecy in one word, and she gave it to the man without worry, and left a thousand thoughts to Sibo!

The girl in the sea of flowers, dancing happily, dancing selfless! She seems to have returned to the beginning, when she was a weed, the wind came, the wind rose, the rain came, the rain fell, everything was so natural.

The man didn't know when, he held a pen in his hand and portrayed the girl in the dance, one stroke at a time, showing the charm!

"It's beautiful!" Shi Tan came to the man's side when he didn't notice.

"Girl, do you like it?"

"Hmm."

"I don't know the girl's name?"

"Poetry, poetry of poetry, poetry of grass!"

The man wrote the name of the poem on the painting, and was about to give it to the poet when he woke up.

The young man's moon stream opened his eyes, the whole person was still a little confused, the painting in the dream, the shot that had not had time to send, the woman in the dream, had not had time to tell her her name, next time, I don't know if I will meet in the dream.

"You saved me?" When Yueliuhuo woke up, Shi Chen came out of his dream, and at the moment he was lying on the bed, tilting his head, looking at Yueliuhuo.

"Girl, you're awake! Do you feel anything uncomfortable? ”

"Much better, thank you! You're a good person! ”

"The girl is polite, I don't know where the girl's family lives, so I'll send the girl back."

"My home is in Qianling Valley, but I don't want to go back now." Shi Chen stared at the moon and fire, and the protest against going back was very obvious in his eyes.

Hearing Shi Chen's words, Yue Liuhuo's first reaction was suspicion, after all, as the third son of the Zhenguo Mansion, there are many people who want to take his name, and he is afraid that the girl in front of him is too.

"My name is Shichen, and you haven't told me your name yet! And the picture you painted for me hasn't been given to me yet! Shi Tan didn't give Yue Liuhuo much time to react.

"Poetry? Draw? It's you? Yue Liuhuo raised his head in surprise, and looked at Shi Chen's gaze indescribably! You, you're not human? ”

"That's right!" Shi Tan was very puzzled by the words of the moon and fire, he was not a human being in the first place!

Yue Liuhuo walked out of the room quickly, leaving Shi Chen alone in the room, confused.

He thought about countless possibilities, but he didn't think that Shi Tan was not a person, this news came too suddenly, and for a while, he was a little difficult to accept.

Yue Liuhuo suddenly remembered the spirit of the book that the poem had said in the dream, since that person was the spirit of the book, what kind of spirit was the poem?

The poem is so beautiful, it should be a butterfly spirit! Hey, no, she seems to have said her name, taken from the grass.

"You haven't told me your name yet?" Behind the moon's fire, a hairy head poked out.

"Moon Flowing Fire." After the digestion just now, Yue Liuhuo has accepted the identity that poetry is not a person.

"Moon fire, July fire, nice name."

"Don't just fall into other people's dreams in the future, and don't tell others that you are not human!"

"Why! But is that the truth? ”

"Not everyone can accept your true identity, the most difficult thing in the world to understand is the human heart, and the most sinister thing is also the human heart, understand?"

"I don't really understand! Oops, but that's okay! With you by my side, don't you be afraid! Shi Chen didn't take the words of the moon to heart.

"You girl." Yue Liuhuo's attitude towards Shi Tan was very helpless, but he thought that he could protect her by her side in the future, so he let Shi Tan go.

The two of them have seen the flowers in spring, the stars in the summer night, the sunset in the autumn dusk, and the fireworks under the winter snow!

After two years of getting along, Shi Tan had already left a heart on Yue Liuhuo's body, and Yue Liuhuo also fell in love with this silly and eccentric girl.

During these two years, Moon Liuhuo depicted countless paintings of Shichen, each of which was treasured by Shichen in the world of dreams.

It was supposed to be a happy ending, but ·······

A holy decree came down, the three sons of the Zhenguo Mansion, Wen Taowu Luo, are unparalleled in the world!

Yue Liuhuo and his eldest brother and second brother went to the battlefield together.

Before leaving, he promised Shichen, "When he returns one day, I will promise you to be full of red makeup and prosperous marriage!" Wait for me. ”

The moon is gone, leaving the poet alone.

Whenever she dances and forgets her worries, she thinks of the smile of the moon outside the sea of flowers.

Poetry will open the Book of Poetry every day, carefully traced, every time to the grass, she will think of the moon and fire, once held her hand, stroke by stroke wrote, 'Yan de Grass, ...

Poetry, poetry, poetry······

In the fifth month after the Moon Flowing Fire left, Shi Chen's heart was extremely uneasy, she wanted to find the Moon Flowing Fire, but her body was in Shangjing, and she couldn't leave, unless she was willing to exchange three lamps for a hundred years of life after the broken roots!

She returned to the Valley of Thousand Spirits and met her only friend.

Although Yan Sibo didn't say anything, Shi Chen just felt it, and he was very happy to come back.

"Sibo, I want to go to the moon and flow fire, my heart is very uneasy, I always feel that something is going to happen!"

"You can't do without Shangjing!"

"It's not completely impossible, is it?"

"You want it?"

"Well, this long life is too boring, so it's better to do your best and give it a try!"

"Have you really decided on the secret of the three lamps?"

"It's decided." After finishing the poem, he raised his head and took a deep breath, turning into the appearance of a grass, "It's still the air in Qianling Valley!" Siber, you'll help me! ”

"Hmm."

You know, I will never refuse your request, Yan Sibo said silently in his heart.

With the secret guarded by the three lamps, in exchange for a hundred years of time, Chen'er, do you know that the three lamps you gave up are all proof that I love you!

Flower spirit poetry, seven flowers, three love, two guards, one help, one obsession!

When Yan Sibo was very early, he knew the secret of the seven blooming flowers of Shichen, and even Shichen himself didn't know about these.

Everyone says that there are seven flowers, each of which is the same and different, but in fact, these seven are different!