readx;? At first, there were some very quiet and peaceful tunes, such as the works of Mozart and Canon, and then some slightly more cheerful, such as Worm Flying and the Three Little Bears, and in the end, Niu Yijun fell asleep sweetly, but the song hummed by Yan Shunhua inexplicably became Lin Mo's lullaby. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info【Latest chapter reading】

"You haven't seen the flowers I planted with my own hands

Kissed the fat doll in her arms

You haven't ridden a horse in the Boundless Prairie yet

Looking at the silent Ashima

You haven't touched your home

With a manju sawa

You haven't fantasized about possessing you yet

Is that real?

I kissed and kissed my you again and again

Only stiff corpses can be felt

You're already asleep in my mouth

Never heard again

An out-of-tune lullaby

Ruins

Gobi Desert

You always bring it up

Some sleeping magic

Greed, hatred, and delusion

Karma of three lives

Growing up in reincarnation

Some inescapable sins

You haven't seen the flowers I planted with my own hands

Kissed the fat doll in her arms

You haven't ridden a horse in the Boundless Prairie yet

Looking at the silent Ashima

You haven't touched your home

With a manju sawa

You haven't fantasized about possessing you yet

Is that real?

I kissed and kissed my you again and again

Only stiff corpses can be felt

You're already asleep in my mouth

Never heard again

An out-of-tune lullaby

Ruins

Gobi Desert

You always bring it up

Some sleeping magic

Greed, hatred, and delusion

Karma of three lives

Grows in samsara

Some inescapable sins

Greed, hatred, and delusion

Karma of three lives

Grows in samsara

Some inescapable sins"

Niu Yijun slept peacefully, the little hand that was holding her sleeve tightly didn't know when to let go, the whole body was very relaxed, obviously really completely asleep.

Yan Daya frowned involuntarily, looking at her sister who was humming the same unknown song over and over again, her eyes worried.

Although some words were incomprehensible, it did not prevent her from understanding the meaning of the whole song and feeling some of the unspeakable meanings in it.

She doesn't like such a sister, the whole person is calm and introverted. But under the gentle surface, there seems to be a hidden trace of sadness and despair.

That calm, that unspeakable, that loneliness. It's as if it's isolated from the world.

"What's the matter, eldest sister, you look at me like this, do I have rice grains on my face?" Yan Shunhua tilted his head and joked.

Yan Daya shook her head and hugged her son over. He whispered, "Little girl, you learned this song outside, and you haven't heard it in the village at all." ”

Yan Shunhua touched his nose and snorted, ready to pass the test in the middle of the situation, "Yes, the outside world is colorful, even the songs are as rich and diverse, I have learned a lot, and I will sing it to you if I have the opportunity in the future." ”

Yan Daya shook her head. "The eldest sister can't understand this song, you sing it like it's very sad, so let's change it to something else. ”

Yan Shunhua was stunned, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised an arc.

Admittedly, this song is really not emotionally pleasing, in fact, when she first came into contact with it, her state of mind was as dry and cracked as a wasteland, and there was not even a single weed.

The whole person is like a broken machine, knowing what is wrong with it. But there is no way to solve the problem all at once and get back up and running quickly and smoothly.

She couldn't sleep all night, and her hair fell out in large handfuls, in the morning and in the evening. Even her friends couldn't see it, and they came up with ideas to relieve her loneliness.

It's just that it worked at the time, and when she was alone after the crazy extreme sports, the discomfort that followed her would still hit her heart.

And then. She kept her eyes open until dawn, watching the black shadows engulf the city like a hollow, and watching the sun light up the quiet sky, and the quiet earth began to make noise again, and her hair began to flutter and even fall impatiently.

It was at that difficult moment that she came across this song that could make her fall asleep quietly in the middle of the night.

Is it sad? At the extreme, I can't say it. It's like after crying, there will be no more hysteria, but dry eyes, blankly closed.

Is it peaceful? At those times, it wasn't exactly like that. Just like the silence after a quarrel, it is no longer tense, but it is definitely not a peace and tranquility in the heart.

It's just how to say it, no matter how much she struggles repeatedly, she was still able to fall asleep after all, and with the recovery of sleep quality, her body functions also stabilized, and of course her hair no longer fell out like this, as if she had been knocked out of medicine.

When the rhythm of life returned to normal, her pace finally became regular again, until finally she lived in her own world with ease, not hurrying, not arrogant or impatient.

Just like she taught Yan Zhaoyong before, cry when you should cry, laugh when you should laugh, be wanton when you should be wanton, and pretend to be stupid when you should be stupid.

Yan Shunhua finally grinned at the corners of her mouth, and smiled heartlessly, "Eldest sister, you are so good." ”

Worried about her because of a song, although she sings it now with a happy mood, but when she didn't meet all of them before, she was really a crybaby in private, and was often in a very unhappy melancholy state.

But those sad times were completely dissolved by Yan Daya's words and a look, leaving only eyes full of joy and gratitude.

In the future, she will still think of the past from time to time, maybe with the passage of time, those past that can no longer be grasped and can not be returned will become the magic in her heart, and it will become more and more unforgettable day after day, but correspondingly, she will also think of the scene where she was invisibly comforted by Yan Daya today.

The deeper she is connected with these people who live around her, the farther away she is from the former world, until the day of calmness comes, I hope that she will be smiling at that time, at least, she must laugh with tears, so as to live up to a tenderness today.

Seeing her smiling happily, Yan Daya couldn't help but let go of her heart.

"You, you've been eccentric since you were a child, how come you still like these strange things when you grow up? We named our pigs 'Big Flower', told stories every day without telling them, and in the end we weren't allowed to sell them. has always looked like a timid child, but he really dared to slap Fang's parents in front of everyone, just because the other party insulted his father.

When he was a little older, he not only dared to argue with the dog, but also dared to dance with a knife and a gun, directly chopping people into the river, and finally jumped into the river to save people, you don't know, at that time, my father and I were scared half to death by you. Especially my mother, during that period of time, she really became a tearful person.

Fortunately, you are finally a little more stable, and you have come up with a lot of wonderful patterns, and our embroidery can finally be sold at a good price, you are a great hero.

If you hadn't been abducted and blinded later, your body would be as strong as your second sister now, how could you be so thin. ”

Yan Daya took out a free hand and patted Yan Shunhua's shoulder, speaking with pity.

"Little sister, Buddhist scriptures and sad songs and the like are not suitable for girls of your age. Do less or no more in the future.

You don't know, since you started copying Buddhist scriptures every day, not only your father has also copied silently every day, but even your mother has embroidered on the handkerchief in private. ”

Pity the hearts of parents in the world, not that the visible love is the only love, many times, those silent care that is carried out silently day after day is the kindness that needs to be found and cherished more. (To be continued.) )