Inscription: Time is fleeting like fireworks, life is as brilliant as fireworks, in the current materialistic era, resentment is rampant, wild ghosts and immortals are endless, the demon seed is eager to try in the seal, waiting for the opportunity to return to the world, the sky has a heavy responsibility for the immortal child, the strange fate is the way, the wild fairy meets, the love is deep, the immortals complement each other, and complete their mission of subduing demons and subduing demons in the ups and downs, but in the end they find themselves in a lifetime of love, just like fireworks, red dust rolling, love is real, but there is no piece of red stamen, A green leaf, born for himself. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info love to the truth of the time is stronger, but the fate of the red line is different, the dust is bitter, turn your head and look back at the emptiness, three thousand weak water flows eastward, the tide swings and the night is sad, let the life dissipate like fireworks, and the life is like duckweed, isn't it sad.

The fireworks are brilliant, the red dust is romantic, the fragrance instantly provokes messiness, pierces the night, flashes colorful flames, but unfortunately between thoughts, the heart is warm, the fireworks are easy to cold, and the thoughts are thin. Fireworks are easy to cold, the red dust is changeable, the fantasy paradise is only seen in a dream, strolling on the lakeside, the breeze blows away the grievances, only let the water waves, tears do not flow, the bitter water is difficult to swallow, and the wild geese are scattered. Fireworks are easy to be cold, the years are difficult to return, love is like a kite pulling a broken line, juvenile memory, green and astringent left in yesterday, but today is a half-ripe face, people are easy to get old, if there is love, the vicissitudes of love. Fireworks are easy to cold, old trees are rooted, and our youth and love debts are written on the stone slabs, will they be serious after a thousand years? The rain is coming, a new song, fate is like duckweed will not take root.

Far away in a small county town in northern China - Longjiang, summer wind and rain is not surprising, but the strange thing is that the rain continues day after day, all say that the spring rain is as expensive as oil, but this spring rain seems to be leaking oil in the sky, from the spring flowers in May to the summer fragrance in July there is no second to stop the meaning, and what is more strange is that there is no rain in the neighboring counties, only this small city has been raining for three months, the plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River really does not know when the season comes, ticking and ticking.

On a stormy afternoon, a young handsome young man waited at the door of the delivery room and paced, because his wife was seven months pregnant because of an accidental fetal gas, their child could not wait to be born, his anxiety was like lightning and thunder outside the window, his wandering steps were like a rain shower, and the family was waiting for the birth of a new life outside the delivery room. Just after a thunderstorm, the voice of the midwife came from the delivery room: "Come out, the child is born" At this time, the rain outside the window stopped in an instant as if it had been cut by a knife, the dark clouds dispersed, the clear sky and the red sun, the rainbow on the horizon was beautiful and dazzling, the heart of the family was put down, the sadness on the face turned into joy, and the young man also had a smile on his face, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground. However, at this time, the doctor who delivered the baby felt a little strange, the newborn child did not cry but smiled at her, at the moment when she didn't know why, an old doctor took the child and carried the child's calf to his delicate little buttocks is two slaps, the little baby immediately cried, the old doctor said: "The child cried proves that his respiratory system has begun to work, if he does not cry, he will beat him to cry out to ensure that he breathes normally." However, to the little doctor's surprise, she clearly saw that the baby was smiling at her, and there was not the slightest breathlessness. The young man took the doctor's hand, and the child's tears instantly flowed out of the seven-foot man's eyes, which were tears of excitement and joy, and then the old doctor took the little baby over and sent it to the incubator. Among the family members in the corridor, the child's uncle sighed: "It rained in March, our brother, this son, and the rain stopped as soon as he was born, what a natural vision, this child will be great in the future" Who knew that everyone did not notice what he said in joy.

The words turned around in March, the rain stopped, everything returned to normal from the damp mildew, the crops straightened up again, and the fragrant flowers competed for beauty after the rain, but they didn't know that the birth of this baby was a fairy child in the sky who was punished for a lifetime as a human being, and experienced the love and self-cultivation of the world. Fairy Tong was originally a boy who guarded the palace of Taishang Laojun, because of his greed for red dust, he secretly glanced at the life scene of the people in the mortal world, mistakenly dropped a drop of fairy dew from Laojun's alchemy pill to the world, making it rainy in the world for several months, and the fairy dew landed in the mortal dust and ignited many local fox fairies and wild monsters, so that they had the opportunity to become immortals.

After staying in the incubator for a few days, the little baby returned to his mother, the young father waited by his wife's side and looked at the child's smiling face, all three of them smiled, which made people envious in today's words, it was really not wanted, the father found the child's uncle, said that he wanted to give the child a name and wanted the eldest brother to ask the child what the grandfather meant, the uncle said: "The child's name has to be our father's decision, why don't I give him a nickname" The child's father said: "Okay, big brother, you have a nickname" The uncle thought about it and said: "The nickname is called Kangkang, First, I hope that the child will be healthy and healthy, and second, I hope that the family will be rich and healthy in the future" The child's father looked at his wife who was lying down, and the child's mother said, "You don't have to look at me, you can decide" The child's father said: "Okay, then call it Kangkang, Daimyo, I will go home at night and ask my father what his opinion is." "The sun sets, the sunset is extraordinarily red, the child's aunt is in the hospital to take care of, the child's father happily went home to find the grandfather to name the child, after arriving home, the family discussed for a long time, you say call this I call that, opinions have not been unified, and finally the grandfather said: "You don't fight, I am in charge, the child was born and the rain stopped for three months, it is better to give a name related to water" Everyone has no opinion, grandpa then said: "The boss has read the book and has ink, the boss is better than you to give a name" The child smiled and said: "Actually, I have already thought about it for my brother's child, it is related to water, it is better to call it the tide, take the meaning of the water and the tide, the water is like gold, and the tide is tactful and trickle, I hope that the child is as calm as water, calm as the tide, and has no worries and stability in his life." The family said yes, so the child's name was called Zhou Weixi.