In the daze, I felt like I was a feather, fluttering slowly on a cloud. Countless clouds, large and small, rose or froze, or flowed through them, or bloomed like fireworks. It's a wonderful world. On top of this wonderful world, I saw the endless, boundless, dazzling blue sky. Beneath this wonderful world, I saw a wilderness, a familiar and strange wilderness. There is a road in the field, and under the blue sky, the path winds forward like a river. On both sides of the path, there are patches of inexplicable plants. I walked like a feather on the path. I saw the sun, the dizzying sun, the sun was shining. Plants grow wildly on both sides. I feel like my heart is like this road, slender and boundless. I saw cotton flowers among the plants on the side of the road. The large cotton flowers, so white that they are almost transparent, like white clouds and sleeping children. I also saw sunflowers on the side of the road, I had never seen so many sunflowers, dense, neat, like a team of soldiers, in one direction.

At a bend in the corner, I saw a tree with a crooked neck. The crooked-necked tree is so intertwined that it doesn't tell how old it is. The crooked-necked tree had black trunks, not a single leaf, only branches that were not dense stretched upward, like fingers reaching out to the sky. I looked up at the crooked neck tree as if I were looking up at a totem. I picked a cotton flower by the side of the road and carefully placed it under the crooked-necked tree.

Following this crooked neck tree, I came to a place. It seemed like a place I was once familiar with.

I saw a lush wood, with layers of fallen leaves, and I could hear all kinds of birds chirping on the branches. Through the gaps in the branches and leaves, you can see the rolling rays of sunlight, like a kaleidoscope. You can see the sky that has been divided into patches, even wisps, and the sky is a different kind of blue.

Walk through the woods and you'll find an old house.

White walls, cyan cornices, cyan roof. The house was so large that it was impossible to see inside, except for pillars of sunlight streaming through the tiles, and dust rolling in the pillars of light. Give people infinite solemnity, solemnity and loss. Walking into the house, there is an old well. The wells are paved with stone slabs all around them, and the wells are also made of stone slabs. The crevices of the stone slabs were covered with moss. The water in the well is bottomless, but it is very clear, as clear as a mirror, reflecting the past and present, the vicissitudes of the wind and clouds, giving people an indescribable mystery.

There was no one in the house. The world fell silent. There were countless closed doors in the house, and behind those closed doors, I didn't know what it was like inside, I didn't know what kind of people were inside, I didn't know what the people were doing inside.

My heart was filled with awe.

Finally, after walking through a tall gatehouse, I saw a door with a hole open. On the open gate, there is a pair of golden lanterns. I stood under the pair of golden lanterns for a long time, until I could see the yellow light of the golden lanterns.

That's when I heard a voice. The voice said, "Here you are!"

Suddenly, I saw a huge courtyard.

At the four corners of the courtyard are a few plum trees, and on the branches that are as black as burnt charcoal, the snow-white plum blossoms are blooming. There were a lot of people in the yard, men, women and children, and these people were dressed differently, some were very fashionable, some were very quaint. Some of them were sitting, not knowing if they were basking in the shade or in the sun. Some stood motionless, like wax figures, not knowing what they were thinking. Some were walking around, just walking around, not knowing what they were doing. The men didn't say a word, they just smiled at me when they saw me. Their smiles struck me a little weird.

I knew all the people in the yard, but I couldn't remember when or where I had seen them. I don't know where the voice that greeted me came from. I made my way through the crowd and straight ahead. I came to a hall.

I saw a lot of people in the hall, and they were all sitting upright. I saw Wen Yiming, Ruoyun, Wen Jingjing, Bi Qian, Hao Yunfei, Liu Yanan, and Zhang Zhang ....... There are also many people I know well.

As I walked past them, they smiled and nodded at me one by one, and said one by one, "You're here." I was surprised and indifferent.

I don't know what this place is? I don't know how so many of my acquaintances gather here? I was skeptical.

At this time, all people and all things suddenly disappear. What appeared in front of me was a lake.

The momentum of the lake is intimidating. The sun was shining brightly, the sky was blue, and the clouds stayed on the other side of the lake in the endless dream. Occasionally, a few unnamed birds flew by in the sky. The lake water in the sun is blue, and it is a layered blue. At the far end of the lake is a brilliant royal blue, followed by a solemn deep blue, followed by a slow light blue, extending to a romantic pale blue, but closer the lake has become a transparent blue. The cold wind gusted, blowing layers of waves. Standing in the wind, through the waves, you can clearly see the colorful pebbles at the bottom of the water nearby. On the lake, there is not a single sail shadow or a trace of a boat. In the meadow, a few cows are leisurely foraging, and a few horses are looking around curiously. When you look at the lake in a moment, it's not the blue world you just had. The whole lake is a thick turquoise, sparkling, the lake in the dream is like a huge piece of jasper, tranquil and peaceful under the empty sky. It seems that the lake is changing colors every minute, and it is impossible to imagine. No one knows what kind of demeanor the lake will show to people in the next minute. Gradually, I felt a light all around me, and this light surrounded me warmly, I felt the temperature of the lake, I felt the breath of the lake, I felt the transparency of the lake, and I felt this transparency seeping from my pores into my skin, from my skin into my veins, from my veins into my heart. I felt that my whole being had become transparent, and only my thoughts were like a lotus flower, quietly blooming on a transparent surge. At this time, it seemed that what was surging in the lake was no longer the lake water, but countless circles of light, countless clusters of light, and countless rays of light. These lights are intertwined, sometimes moving slowly, sometimes soaring, the light flowing and the light confused.

At this time, I saw Ah Mei. Ah Mei rises in this confused lake.