As long as the mind does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties.

No one is an island, every book is a world.

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"To be happy, to be happy, to be happy, to be happy, to be happy, to forget the past, to remember that there is a future."

Wu Dingfang kept repeating this sentence in his mind, so he opened his eyes.

What is this place? Whether it's heaven, earth, or hell, there should be a high probability that it's heaven, right? There is no such wonderful space on earth, and it seems that it has nothing to do with hell.

"Is there anyone? Answer someone's words, or I'm going to go crazy, and I'll definitely kill you. ”

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt a little dizzy, it was too dazzling, and I found that coming to this magical place, no, it is inappropriate to call it a magical place, it should be a magical space to be able to describe.

It's amazing, at the beginning, I was about to be scared to death, but after I got used to it, I slowly got used to it, and my mind settled down, so I had time to observe everything around me, this place is really amazing.

There is no heaven or earth, there is a light all around, only white clouds, like clumps of marshmallows, floating around, as if in a transparent space, there is no up and down, left and right, south, south, north, west, and middle, there is no wind direction.

Gravity, what is this thing? That doesn't exist, standing horizontally, vertically, diagonally, flat, standing as you want, everything is possible, you can stand as much as you want? Do whatever you want, how much love can be dropped?

Originally, I wanted to be a little more civilized, but when I searched all the pockets on my body, they were empty, there was nothing, and they were clean, as if I had never been so clean in my pockets since I was a child.

In order to confirm, there is really no way, this is all forced, so I have to make this decision, I hope not to teach the children badly, to do an uncivilized action.

Only this time, I won't take it as an example, I hope other creatures in this space can understand, after all, you are all hiding, secretly peeping on the side, this is immoral behavior, so you are even more hateful.

"Phew!"

After brewing for a while, Nu Yinu's mouth and throat kept moving violently, concentrating the strength of his whole body on his mouth, Wu Dingfang took a mouthful of thick phlegm and squirted it forward vigorously.

Sure enough, as expected, after a mouthful of thick phlegm spurted out, it was fixed in the air, and there was originally a disgusting taste, but it disappeared in an instant, I don't know if it was an illusion, and then there seemed to be a faint fragrance.

The thick phlegm that was fixed in mid-air slowly began to rotate, and the faster and faster it turned, the naked eye could not keep up with the speed of rotation, and gradually began to grow larger, like a cloud of mist.

It's almost the size of a basin, if you don't spit it out yourself, you won't believe it at all, this white fog in front of you is a mouthful of thick phlegm, how is it possible?

Anyway, I don't know how much time has passed, because there seems to be no time, under Wu Dingfang's close attention, there is actually nothing else to pay attention to, except for the white clouds around, there is nothing empty?

If you don't pay attention, you can't do it, and there is nothing else to pay attention to, there is no choice, then you can only pay close attention, just like choosing a leader, all say it is the people. Host. Choose. But if you are given so many candidates, who can you choose if you don't choose them? Didn't you have a choice at all?

At first, when the thick phlegm turned into a white mist the size of a basin, it began to turn at a constant speed, and after a certain amount of time, (because I really don't know how long) slowly began to rotate, and the dense fog began to become smaller.

The speed of rotation became slower and slower, and the dense fog gradually became smaller and smaller, and when it became the size of a thumb, there was a crisp sound of 'bang', and it sounded in this wonderful space, and the rotating fog dispersed and stopped rotating.

A drop of crystal clear water, like a transparent crystal glass, stopped in the air almost half a meter away from Wu Dingfang, and there was a faint fragrance, keeping eye level with her, isn't this the most wonderful, even more amazing is still to come?

Wu Dingfang walked, this little drop of water also followed, ran, he also ran, if it stopped, it also stopped, as if it had spirituality, as if it had become a spirit and had life.

Since then, in this wonderful space, Wu Dingfang has a little follower, which is really amazing, if he says it, who will believe it? It's just a fairy tale that tells a story and amuses children.

No matter how wonderful the space, no matter how magical things are, if you stay for a long time, after a long time of contact, you will become indifferent, and it will become natural, and your heart will calm down, and it will slowly become boring and lonely.

But to be in a quiet place, without being disturbed by others, is also quite good, how many people dream of it? I chased hard and couldn't get it, and I got it inexplicably, no matter what the reason for him?.

There is only space, no time, and no temperature, just like that, just walk and walk, keep walking, keep walking forward, sit down and rest when you are tired, lie down and sleep when you are sleepy, rest enough, wake up, continue to walk and walk, and so on.

So boring? It's really a huge boredom, and all of a sudden I feel like I'm going crazy, and there's no one, no other color at all, except white, or white? There is nothing but white clouds, and it is simply a white world.

"Can you hear what I'm saying? If you can hear what I say, you can just move, I am a very smart person, I will definitely understand what you mean, this is not bragging, even if it is a lie, I will not lie to you a small drop? ”

It's really boring, and then there is no way, Wu Dingfang began to try to communicate with the little droplet, his eyes stared at him tightly, and then fantasized about his spiritual power to communicate with him, but unfortunately the egg was useless, the little droplet was still a small droplet, still floating quietly in the air.

"Don't think that if you don't speak, and you don't bother to move, I can't help you, when you are acquiescing, a small one, a small drop of water that can escape from the palm of my hand, there is nothing else but you?"

Since then, Wu Dingfang has been talking to the little droplet constantly, and has given it a name, called 'Little Ocean'.

Talking about her childhood, talking about her present, talking about her daughter, talking about her father and mother, talking about her and him, talking about all her relatives and friends, everything that can be said and can't be said, all said, talking and talking, I miss all my relatives and friends, and I want to see the colorful world again.

Then I began to frantically look for the exit, search, but no matter which direction it was, I couldn't find the exit, it looked the same everywhere, and I was lost in this space.

In the end, I felt hungry, very hungry, and wanted to eat to fill my stomach, but when I looked around, there was nothing but white clouds and air, and a small drop of water.

Why do you feel hungry? I've been in this space for so long, this is something that has never happened before, it was carefree, it was heartless, and suddenly my thoughts came, and I was hungry and thirsty.

Why are you getting more and more annoyed? It's really hard to be hungry, and I can't stand it anymore, and I want to let myself sleep, forgetting all the sorrow and hunger and thirst, where would I think? Not even this minimum requirement can be solved.

Why is it becoming more and more spiritual? Isn't it what such a posture is? Is this lying on the stomach or lying down? Or standing up, you can't close your eyes, it's the same everywhere, and only now do you realize that the whole person is like walking in the air.

Dying of hunger? Dying of thirst? The sorrow in my heart is even more vigorous, it seems to be full of piles, and the sorrows of a lifetime are rushing to emerge, like a volcanic eruption.

This is also considered to be without anyone, has he lived for more than 30 years? Have you experienced so many sad and sad things?

Don't you seem to find anything in your daily life? Occasionally, but most of the time it's happy, like a normal person? No one is happy all his life, and no one is miserable all his life.

People have a good side, there is no bad side, it's just more and less, all have happiness, all have sorrow, no one can go smoothly, there is also a painful and sad day, one day will be encountered.

Wu Dingfang is very confident that people are a happy person, in her life, happiness accounts for 99.9 percent, and there is only a little bit of sadness, so this is absolutely overwhelming, definitely a person who is happier than the sky, and there is no existence in the world.

Why is my mind full of it now, this is simply unscientific, and I don't want to deal with it, it's a little crazy overdone, the arrangement is really unreasonable, I have to complain, and I have no sense of responsibility for work.

I heard that crying children have milk to drink, Wu Dingfang suddenly had a strange idea in his mind, should he be a scoundrel? Do you want to lie down? Roll around, and maybe there will be surprises, and bread and milk will appear out of thin air.

"Ahh Yes?! ”

Oh I'm going, it's crazy, how can this be? This is even punishment or irony, just after this thought in the head, the whole person becomes happy, and then he can't help but shout.

The mind is full of cheerful scenes, this cheerful scene is the scene of eating and dining in a lifetime, the scene is particularly clear, it seems that you can still smell the aroma of delicious food, but it is not useful?

The stomach is getting hungrier and thirstier, the tongue licks the lips, and it is already cracked, and every sense of touch on the body is becoming more and more sensitive.

In this way, I can't stand it even more, I feel that the whole person is about to die, but I am getting more and more spiritual, which is the existence of contradictions at all.

It feels like a bit of an illusion to be played with, it must be like this, the dog day is being played by someone, scolding him for the old king next door, hoping that he has a Mongolian steppe above his head, and the green grass is particularly fat and vigorous.