The road leading to the front became tortuous, and the Zhou Mountain of the Great Xia Kingdom was already close in front of me, and when I was thinking about it, the showers had already shrouded the dense cedar forest into a patch of white flowers, and it was chasing me from the foot of the mountain at an alarming speed.

I was twenty years old, wearing a student hat at Winston University in the summer country, and a blue gown with the school's crest on it, and I came here alone during the holidays, enjoying the tranquility of the moment, relaxing my tired heart, and it was already the fourth dayI finally came to the teahouse at the north junction on the top of the mountain, and I exhaled and stood at the door of the teahouse at the same time.

I saw a girl wearing a flower crown, it was a maiden of the Feather Clan, and her wings were spreading widely

When the girl saw me standing there in a daze, she immediately gave up her seat cushion and turned it over and laid it beside her....... "Thanks" has come to the lips but has not been spoken.

I approached the girl face to face, and hurriedly took out the cigarette from my sleeve, and the girl pulled the ashtray that was placed in front of her fellow woman, and placed it near me.

The girl looked to be about seventeen years old, and the colorful branches of the flower crown on her head were tied together by her skillful hands in a unique pose

Up to this point, I had seen this group twice.The first time was on the way to Yushima.,They were on their way to the inn.,They met near the Yugawa Bridge.There were three young girls at that time.One girl was carrying a drum.The girl with the flower crown was dressed in the traditional costume of the Yu tribe.The girl with the flower crown was dancing in the traditional costume of the Yu tribe.I looked back at them again and again, and felt a sense of travel seeping into my body and mind.Then, on the second night of Yushima.,They came to the inn.I sat down in the middle of the stairs and watched the girl dance in the corridor at the gate.I thought: I will be at Shuzenji Temple that day, I will go to Yushima this night, and tomorrow I will cross Shushan and go south, and I will probably go to Yuno OnsenI came in such a hurry with such a fantasy, and I happened to meet them in a teahouse sheltered from the rain, and my heart was pounding.

After a while, the old woman of the teahouse led me to another room, which is probably not usually used, and has no paper door. Looking down, the beautiful valley is too deep to see. My skin has goosebumps, my whole body is trembling, and my teeth are fighting.

There was a stove in the room, and as soon as I opened the paper partition door, a strong steam flowed out.I stood on the threshold and hesitated.By the stove sat a bruised, drowning old man, whose eyes were yellow and rotten.He looked at me melancholy.Old letters and paper bags were piled up around him, and it could be said that he was buried in these tattered papers.I saw this monster in the mountains, standing there in a daze, I could not imagine that this was a living man.Let you see such a shameful person.... But this is the old man of the family, you don't have to worry, it looks ugly, but he can't move, please bear with me."

The old woman greeted her like this, and from her words, the old man had suffered a stroke for many years, and his whole body was completely unsuccessful. The large pile of paper was a letter from all over the world for the treatment of stroke, and there were also paper bags of stroke medicines purchased from all over the country. Whatever the old man heard from a traveler walking past the top of the mountain, or saw it in a newspaper advertisement, he did not miss a single time, and asked all over the country about the treatment of stroke, and bought and sold medicines. He did not throw away any of these letters and paper bags, but piled them up around him, watching them live. Over the years, these old pieces of paper were piled up into a mountain.

I didn't answer the old woman's words, but leaned down on the kang and shook. The car on the top of the hill shook the house. I thought to myself, autumn is already so cold, and soon the snow will cover the mountain, why doesn't this old man go down the mountain? The water vapor rises from my clothes, and the fire is so strong that it makes me have a headache. The old woman went out of the shop and chatted with the itinerant female artist. But isn't it, the girl I brought last time has grown like this, and has become a beautiful girl, and you are also out! The girl grows so fast, she is already so beautiful!"

After nearly an hour, I heard the sound of the touring artists preparing to leave.Of course I was not calm, but I was not in my heart, and I did not have the courage to stand up.I thought, although they were accustomed to the road, and after all, it was the footsteps of women, and even after a kilometer or two, I could catch up with them after a kilometer or two, but I was still restless sitting by the fire. Where are those artists staying tonight?" "These kinds of people, young master, who knows where they live, where they have guests to stay, where they stay. What is a certain place to stay tonight?"

The old woman's words were so contemptuous that I thought that if that were the case, I would leave the dancer in my room tonight.

The rain subsided, and the mountain peaks began to brighten.Although they kept me repeatedly, saying that in another ten minutes, the sky would be clear, but I couldn't sit still.Old man, take care.The sky is going to get cold.Yellow eyes,Nodding slightly.Young master, young master!

She held my bag and refused to hand it over to me, I repeatedly stopped her, but she did not agree, saying that she would send me there. She followed me, hurriedly took small steps, walked a long way, and kept repeating the same words: "I'm really sorry, I didn't treat you well. I want to remember your appearance, and thank you next time you pass by.

I only left a silver coin of five dimes, but I was very surprised to see her, and felt tears in my eyes, but I was determined to catch up with the dancing girl as soon as possible, and felt that the old woman's staggering steps had caused me trouble.

Walking into the dark tunnel, cold water droplets fell one after another, and in front of you, the exit to Kawaguchi was slightly revealed.