It seems to be in a dream, and it is indeed spent in Su Kite's house in the dream, he can't remember how he experienced it, he seems to have completely forgotten the bits and pieces of yesterday, but he still remembers fragments, the cold weather in winter forced his memory to fade, or does Su Kite have incredible abilities? He couldn't understand, he saw the bright tiles on the edge of the bed shine through the white light, bringing the news of the dawn in the dark stone tile room, he pulled the lamp rope three times to wake up the dim incandescent lamp, although the wiring in the house was old, but it was still working normally for many years, he really wanted to go to the street to buy a replacement for the exposed switch, without the shell cover, it could flash bright electric sparks in the dark.

Shi'an and Su Yuan were in the same bed, and he couldn't rashly break into the girl's boudoir, so he had to dig up the fire pit that was still warm last night and boil the water for washing first. Grass ash was an excellent material for the preservation of fire, and he easily lit a bright yellow and blue flame, in which the dry wood burned so passionately that he did not have to worry too much about extinguishing the flame, because the wood used for a long time, provided more heat, and he had free time to prepare the ingredients needed for breakfast.

Pushing the door out, I saw a white world, with a very small number of other colors, and the snow was still drifting, but it was much softer. There are no chickens, ducks, geese and other small animals in the courtyard, this place is the former residence of Su Kite's grandfather, since her grandfather died, there is a lack of vitality here, but Su Kite is nostalgic for the old, often lives here, and maintains the cleanliness of the house. In the snow in front of the door grew green vegetables, winter radish, cabbage, he used a sickle to cut out the fresh part and put it in a small bamboo basket, which was used underneath, and the breakfast was usually not cooked rice, and the simple but rich ingredients were enough to wake up the sleeping body.

The kettle was boiling, and he flattened the coals on the side near the source of the fire, and then moved the pot to the top, which is the method of keeping warm in rural children. The hook swayed, and he picked it up and clamped it, and then hung it up in a wok, which was not only used for stir-frying, but also for cooking noodles. The height of the hook should be lower, and he adjusted the height with his hands before pouring hot water into the pot.

Wok was the written name, he preferred to call pots, pots, iron planers and other pyrotechnic names, he still remembered the names of these objects, but those that had not been connected for a long time were almost lost in memory. It is a deep sorrow that he has lost the names of the agricultural tools that he had fought with, except for the buckets, iron rakes, hoes, and the like that were piled up at the foot of the door or in the hall.

But he also has to accept the fact that when he goes home, the old people in his hometown will never forget it! He remembered the gracious faces of his hometown again, though some of them had been reduced to dust. He couldn't help but shed tears, he remembered the last time he went home to see a few new additions to the frame, fortunately, with the warm fire company, the tears evaporated quickly, but his eyes hurt, probably because of improper wiping force, but he didn't care about this, his hands were rough and he could grasp the pen steadily.

Soon, the noodles were already cooked and placed on the square table, and he went to call the two of them out to eat. As expected, Su Yuan has been still in a daze of Shi'an dressed neatly, she hugged Shi'an to the bench, the three of them ate separately, her special sauce is very strong, the aroma is more flavorful under the stimulation of the hot soup, Shi'an began to feast, even the noodle soup is drunk, for delicious things, Shi'an never hides his love for it, the jingling chopsticks are an excellent expression of her mood.

Shi'an invited Su Yuan to play at home, and she happily agreed without asking Yining whether she agreed, maybe Su Yuan knew that she would not refuse. In this New Year's Festival, Yining's family is not much lively, the word reunion has not patronized them for a long time, this year his mother is sick again, there is really not much atmosphere of the New Year, and his relatives seem to be lonely, he will never take his sister to other people's houses to beg for food. Although those people didn't say it, he knew in his heart that the downfall of their family was the reason why they were not welcomed, and perhaps only some relatives on the third uncle and grandmother's side were sincere, but it was far away, and it was only right to wait for the third or fourth day of the first month to pass, and most of the New Year's Eve was chosen to be carried out in their own family.

The condition of the bus is very bad, tickets for shuttles and the like have long been sold out, and those who buy seven or eight tickets for one person are always there, and the farce of crowding people around the car will often happen in all corners. He didn't want to fight with those people, it would be unwise to take them on a ride, and if he chose a private car to go back, it would be several times more expensive, which was not a price he could afford, so the proposal to go home by the mountain road was accepted, and they each held hands and walked on the path run over by wheels.

He gave up most of his clothes, only carrying a small bag, weighing only the ingredients of the hot pot and a few borrowed books, and set off along the path that his mother took him in his memory. Shi'an hadn't walked this road, she seemed very excited about this mysterious new route, the scenery hidden in the mountains attracted her, but he didn't know if the murals and stone carvings in the mountains still existed, thieves have been rampant in recent years, and they may be violated.

Su Yuan combed the same pigtails as Shi'an, and still tied the red rope, if outsiders saw them, they would think that they were sisters, the same delicate and innocent, the same innocent. She held Shi'an's little hand tightly, trying hard to ensure safety, Yining led the way in front, although there have been no beasts in the mountains and forests for many years, but the sneaking reptile snake is still a hidden danger, the so-called grass startling snake, he is ongoing. Although the probability of occurrence in the snow is almost none, the wielding of wooden sticks is necessary, and the road here still needs to be opened, and it should be unattended since the beginning of winter.

With his head down, he finally walked into the stone cliff passage without leaves, and at the end of the wide space was a hollow light, which was far away from the ice and snow world. The road beneath their feet was not slippery, the rubble and the grinding of shoes echoed in the holes where the shadows of the water floated, and they did not speak, lest they wake up the unknown creatures that were sleeping in their sleep, and they would retain their instinctive awe of strange and dark places.

After passing through the cave, it suddenly became clear that there was a small pavilion standing on the edge of the cliff not far away, and they did not doubt the stability of the pavilion at all, so they were ready to go to it to rest, they did not need to think too much, the young man dared to step like this. Walking in the mountains is an extremely physically demanding thing, and one step is worth walking four or five steps on flat ground, and the water in the pot has long been exhausted, and the road will have to endure walking. Cold sweat stuck to his back, wet a lot, but the top of his head was steaming hot, sitting cross-legged as if he was about to become an immortal, but his heart was beating violently, and he calmed his body's reaction while closing his eyes and cultivating. Su Yuan was not too tired, accompanied by Shi'an to see the white practice outside the pavilion, it was a small waterfall hanging over, now the water is so scarce that it can't be heard, but there is a small rainbow hanging at the splash, and at this moment Yining noticed the sun in the sky. The sun, now through the thick clouds, blooms again with its warmth, but it is not warm, it only provides light, and all things have to thank the sun, even in the extremely cold corners where the temperature is not felt, and it brings the light called hope.

After a short rest, they had to embark on the journey again, most of the mountain road was not far from home, and even on the top of this high mountain they could see the low Vasher, but the proximity of the eye was not the same as reality, and it might take two hours to get out of this loop. The success of the road in the mountains is the work of the predecessors, if they want to find another way to spend many years of effort, if they walk along the nearest straight line will encounter risks, the small bushes and thorns everywhere do not dare to provoke, the slightest carelessness will get bruises, walking in peace is the right choice.

But soon, they saw the same pavilion standing in the distance, standing upright at the corner they were looking at, and in the big bend in the shape of the "Ω", there were things that Shi'an was eager to see, perhaps it was precisely because of this mysterious attraction that De Shi'an was energetic all the way, and he did not take the initiative to shout tired.

The gray rock wall is embedded with a broken Buddha, and the beautiful outline of his former life can be seen from the bones and bones, and the Arhat Bodhisattva under the lotus seat is as intact as ever, and you can also feel the feelings of compassion for all beings from the ink line. In the rest of the corners, there are newly carved Maitreya mythical beasts, and the scattered stones and gravel prove that they have not been transformed for a long time, and there must be a skilled craftsman living in this mountain forest to take care of these spiritual creatures. Shi'an walked around here, learning the demeanor or posture of the stone statue, which would become a talking point for her to show off to her friends. There are many skills, maybe one day she can understand the secret method in this stone statue and become a heroine who walks on the wall, his thoughts drifted farther away. Who didn't have a dream of martial arts when he was a child, he thought that the protagonist in the book was talented and intelligent, and he could understand the secrets casually, and he became a top existence as soon as he came out of the rivers and lakes. Becoming famous at a young age is indeed a dream, but these dreams are far away after all, and he has to break free from them and return to reality. Su Yuan accompanied Shi'an to mess around, for his sister, it can be said that there are elements of love for the house and Wu, but he believes that it is a like-minded taste. Su Yuan is still like a child who has not grown up, and so is he, he was invited by Shi'an to follow after a while, and he tried his best to meet Shi'an's wishes, even if his fingers couldn't keep up with his thinking, and he was stiff and painful.

After losing interest, they walked to the pavilion around the corner, which seemed to be specially designed for rest, and there was not even a basic plaque, let alone a trace of the inscription "Visit here". On the pavilion, you can still see the fine flowing from the high cliff, the rainbow has disappeared from this perspective, but at this moment the flying white crane has become another scenery, these scenery is accidental after all, only the high cliff accompanies this slightly lonely waterfall, mutual achievement.

Under the pavilion is still a cliff, under the "V" shaped mountain road there is a family that is rising to smoke the house, the person who lives there he does not know, only heard a legend about him, it is a long story, grandpa once told him about this past.

Thirty years ago, Zhang Demin, a stone carpenter, happened to pass by this rock wall, and the tall and majestic stone statues shocked him, and in order to keep this pure land, he took his wife to live in seclusion in this mountain. No one knew about his past, but his skill was revealed only when he was working in the streets, and his wife was a lover of Buddhism, and this presence in the mountains was becoming a sacred place for their hearts, and they knew how to settle down, and soon a small attic was built here. They live quite poetically, crossing the river on a bamboo raft, perpendiculating the blue pool, touching shrimp in baskets, and being accompanied by chickens and ducks, and this place has been reclaimed a piece of paradise.

The road here was reopened by him, and many wood and stone products were added, the simple but sturdy pavilion is his masterpiece, and the stone statue in the small cave next to the Big Buddha is also his handiwork. It's just that he should be very old now, and there are not a few contemporaries left of Grandpa Yining, and he wants to visit this stubborn old man, although he has only heard of it and has never seen it, but the old man with such a pursuit should be kind and should be able to ask for water to drink.

Before knocking on the door, a handsome young man walked out of the door, and after a few words of greeting to explain his intentions, he greeted the three warmly, no one in the mountains had visited for a long time, and his expression was full of excitement. After cooking three bowls of noodles to entertain the guests, he ate the hot and cold rice and stir-fried sauce, and eagerly talked about his experiences over the years.

The boy's name is Ke Mu, and he is a inherited apprentice adopted by Master Zhang. His master and mother did not come out of nowhere, she disappeared when she went to the county seat to procure fifteen years ago, Master Zhang was heartbroken and went crazy to look for her, and his master and mother seemed to have evaporated from the world since then, and there was no more information. In the next fifteen years, Master Zhang built fifteen long pavilions in the mountains, saying that when she saw these pavilions, she would find her way home.

"Then, isn't Master Zhang at home today, is he going out to the county to buy New Year's goods?" Su Yuan asked.

"He's not at home, there!" Ke Mu pointed to the pavilion in the mountains and nodded.

Master Zhang's body was incinerated and placed on the top of the mountain pavilion, that was his last wish, although Ke Mu knew the truth of entering the earth for peace, but still could not disobey Master Zhang. For him, although Master Zhang is old enough for his grandfather's age, what he gives him is the love of father and son.

The ten-mile long pavilion is not carefully divided, but each of them is housed with the fresh soul of the master, and he can receive the fiery love. Seeing the ups and downs of the mountains, I felt a lot of emotion in my heart, Su Kite also had Xiao-like emotions, and Shi'an seemed to be a little afraid of this slightly gloomy long pavilion, hiding behind Su Kite, and his little hands were pulling the extra streamers.

Ke Mu used his rough hand to take out a bunch of red lotus from the ashes of the fire pit as a parting gift, and he seemed a little reluctant to listen to so many stories from the occasional guests.

"If you have the opportunity to walk this road in the future, stop by to see me..."Ke Mu waved goodbye to them, he was still smiling, and did not show a sad expression. Looking back at where he was, he could still be vaguely seen standing upright.

Master Zhang's teaching gave Ke Mu the skill to make a living, and after three years, Ke Mu was able to go out of the mountains to seek the life he wanted, and Master Zhang did not restrain his freedom, perhaps he had a blessing in his heart and did not put shackles on Ke Mu.

The long pavilion was used as a farewell in ancient times, and it was also a place to wait for the traveler to return, and Mr. Zhang could always accompany him in the pavilion built by his own hands, waiting for the person he remembered for a lifetime, and he finally got what he wanted......