The "Yong'an City", the capital of the Daxi Dynasty, is the place where the Kaiyuan Emperor unified the capital of Shenzhou, and the center is located. There are temples and purple gold, and there are pawn peddlers under it, the business is prosperous, the population is million, and the world is full of people, so it is not lively.

There is a broken temple outside the east gate of the city, it has been abandoned for a long time, look at its idol vaguely and can also see that it is a dragon king temple, the statue of the god is not three out of ten, the dragon king has two horns to break off one. I don't know when the temple was built, but it is known that it was destroyed during the Great War of China.

Longwang Temples are built in many counties along Jiangzhou, mostly on the south bank of the Taijiang River. The people prayed for good weather and abundant harvests, or at least no floods. It is not in vain to pay the incense money on the fifteenth day of the first month of the month, and the transaction between the gods and ordinary people is like this. Judging from the dilapidated wall, it occupies a large area, and it should be a big temple that is famous for incense when it is not destroyed, but now only the main hall is still intact, the so-called intact is that the beams are still solid, although the four walls are exposed, but they will not collapse. Whenever the rainy season comes, it rains heavily outside, and it rains lightly inside the palace, with lightning and thunder, and cloudy winds.

The people who live here will kneel in front of the statue of the dragon king and sincerely pray for the dragon king's grandfather not to rain anymore, year after year. Maybe everyone else is praying for rain, only the young man is praying for a clear sky, and his thoughts are not enough, maybe the young man only kowtows and does not burn incense, and his sincerity is not enough, and the dragon lord never ignores it.

The rain was still falling, and my head kept knocking.

There are three teenagers living in such a dilapidated land of rotten wood, the oldest is called "Ah Da", there is no surname, it may be that it has been a long time "Ah Da" "Ah Da" shouted and forgot the original name and surname, the boy was born and strong, more than seven feet tall at a young age, a pair of sword eyebrows slightly thicker and slightly raised, and the heroic spirit began to appear.

The other name is "Xiao Er", and the young man only said that he was the second in the family, so the name is easy to remember, and it is pleasing, and people who know him are also called "Little Er" and "Little Er". The medium stature is slightly thin, with a delicate face, and a pair of smiling eyes full of thought.

A slightly more obvious teenager named "Lin Luo", a boy and a girl, a pair of peach blossom eyes, full of autumn water, a blink is gratifying.

Ah Da Xiaoer called him "San'er".

A few years ago, when a few people were still scavenging and begging to no avail, Xiao Er took San'er to the most prosperous and lively land of smoke and willows in the city. The red-makeup pink Dai who welcomed the guests in front of the Qinglou saw San'er like a child like a child in the New Year's painting, very cute, motherhood overflowed, and suddenly had a heart of pity, and took the dim sum fruit and stuffed it into San'er's arms.

Xiao Er, who was on the side, smiled from ear to ear, opened the bag that had been prepared one by one, it would be better if there were a few copper plates in it, on the other hand, Lin Luo was surrounded by a group of warblers and Yanyan, and his little face had been pinched out of shape, and the peach blossom eyes were already full of tears, and he was aggrieved but he didn't dare to speak out, very cute, and he laughed even more after the women next to him saw it.

In those darkest and most difficult years, several teenagers depended on each other, supported each other, just for a bite of food, lived in the world and existed in a ruined temple, just like the weeds under the collapsed wall, withering in the cold winter and full of vitality in spring, year after year.

Until last year, Ah Da could carry a two-hundred-pound rice bag, Xiao Er also got a job running the hall because of others, and really became a "little two", and San'er also found a handyman in a private school, and he could also audit after working. Maybe God finally saw it, and couldn't bear to let the teenagers struggle not to die, maybe it was the boy's prayer for many years, and the heavenly dragon king grandfather heard it, and finally stopped scavenging and grabbing food with wild dogs, and no longer had to beg to be looked at and ridiculed.

Three small mornings out of the night, every day to walk more than 20 miles, coupled with a day of hard work, very hard, but every day with the star to return is the time has not the slightest tiredness, all the way laughter, can finally dress and eat, three or two pieces of linen clothes, a pair of mille-feuille shoes, and when winter comes, add a thick long jacket, think that every winter in the future do not have to take the autumn hay to keep warm, the heart is even more happy. Of course, the big fish and meat teenagers can't afford to eat it, but Ah Da knows that he loves to eat the sesame baked cakes of the old Zhangjia in the west of the city, and Xiao Er knows that he loves to eat the Yangchun noodles from the stall under the Langfang Bridge, add some vinegar, and it would be better if there were a few cloves of garlic. San'er wants to go to the Chenghuang Temple Fair the most, not for the excitement, but for the sweet and sour rock sugar gourd.

It seems that life is no longer a daily life to appease the temple, and there are still many things in the world waiting for the teenagers to try.

It's just that when I get up at night on the third watch, I look at an empty bed in the hall by the moonlight, and my heart will be sad and helpless, and more I miss it.

Look up at the starry sky

Spring is coming... ....