It's spring.

A mile outside the ancient city, there is a one-zhang square tea shed standing on the side of the wild road, and a stiff white-haired old man is making tea in the thatched shed. On the tiger stove made of grass, mud and green bricks, the big iron pot is bubbling with steam, and the small crackling sound of firewood is drowned in the conversation of people in the small shed. On the roof of the grass-covered shed, a flock of sun-basking pigeons, white, gray, and flowered, made a muffled 'coo' sound from their throats without tiredness, adding a lot of life to the dilapidated shed.

The burned soot fell into the soil of the bottom layer of the tiger stove, and the fire gradually weakened. The old man shook the pu fan and turned his fingers gracefully, and the firewood that was about to be burned out filled the second layer just right, and the fire resumed vigorously, and the tea guests were unaware.

The old man stroked his beard silently, looked into the distance like an unpredictable prophet, and saw an ox cart pulling firewood and grass slowly coming eastward, and on the ox cart sat a freshly dressed girl in Nanban costumes, from far to near, the sound of the wheels rolling attracted the attention of several people in the shed, and quickly moved away.

With a dull sound, the ox cart had arrived in front of the tea shed in a blink of an eye, and the girl lifted the folded skirt and jumped down, making a crisp impact sound of the silver ornaments on her hands and feet. She was dressed in the bright clothes of the Southern Barbarians, with her hair tied in two buns, and obviously she had not yet left the cabinet, so she only wore some silver jewelry that was convenient for movement, which added to her playfulness and cuteness. She looked at the old man in the harsh sunlight, and her eyes were a light gray in the sunlight. Her eyes are large, her eyelashes are curled and slender, and her eyes are as wet as a fawn, and she has a little silly air that is simple and cute. If it weren't for Xiaoyuan's blushing face, childishness, staggering and stumbling when she walked, she would be an official lady with ice skin and jade skin.

"Ten miles from the long pavilion, there will eventually be a farewell, and it is better to go away with preparation than a thousand sudden partings in the world. Don't be sad. The old man's hoarse voice greeted the girl, and the old man did not get up. He has lived such a long time, looking down on life and death, but he still won't comfort his cherished people with soft words.

"How can I not be sad - this is a farewell sky and a wide sea, life and death are slim, and there is no return date - I ...... I can't bear to sister, woo ......" I had already forgotten the sadness of parting, and I was completely remembered by the old man's 'persuasion'. The girl Pear Blossom brought the rain and threw herself into his arms on her knees. The old man's body exudes a woody fragrance, subtle and calm, with a light and spicy fragrance, which is not at all like the old and sour smell that the old man will have.

"Ah Xing," the girl called Ah Xing raised her head and looked at the old man in front of her with teary eyes, "divinity is to make a choice that takes into account the overall situation, to sacrifice a few to fulfill all sentient beings; Human nature is to do your best to protect the people you love, your sister chose to leave because she loves you, don't you understand? ”

Ah Xing nodded in understanding and stopped sobbing.

The sun shines obliquely through the dead grass. The pigeons on the grass shed fluttered their wings and flew towards the clear blue sky and the bright sun, circling and rising. Looking up from the ground, the fine sunlight is like crushed gold dust, tightly winding a pair of white doves, beautiful; And if you stand upside down in the dark clouds and turn the world upside down, it is a pair of black birds falling and falling towards the bottomless Nine Heavens.

Beauty is beauty.