Chapter 272: Dunhuang Past Life, Singing and Sword Dance
The blue sky was clear and bright, and the breeze blew the white clouds into all kinds of small animals, sitting on the high haystack, holding his chin, and staring at the young man next to him with bright little eyes without blinking, listening to him tell the interesting things that happened to the previous people yesterday. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The late autumn weather should have been a bit bleak, but the atmosphere is not felt here at all, and there is a bright stream in front of the wheat field, which reflects the waves like a silverfish jumping up and down.
On the other side of the creek is a small maple forest, the red leaves are like red-hot clouds, spectacular and poignant, the little squirrel picks up a maple leaf as a warm quilt, and the pheasant dances on the rose-like red carpet.
Looking at all this with satisfaction, the sun warmed her body and heart.
"This is life, I don't like to play with my father, grandfather, mother-in-law or Aunt Wang. She grinned her white teeth and suddenly reached out to hug the young man's neck.
The young man was a little stunned, then touched her little head dotingly, and asked softly: "Xixi, you won't be a spring, right?"
The small fist formed by "Dong" fell on the young man's head, and although it sounded very hard, it didn't hurt at all.
She pouted, her big bright eyes with a hint of displeasure: "Chun, you are big, just because those elders are too serious and old-fashioned, and they don't have our youthful atmosphere at all." β
The young man was slightly stunned again, thought for a while, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for Xixi.
"I'm sorry. He looked at the shark-like black heavy sword by the haystack and turned his face away with some shame.
"Hey, you're going to die, why do you suddenly say I'm sorry. Turning his head in confusion, his big black jewely eyes blinked again.
The young man looked at the plain clothes that Xi Xi was wearing, although the fabric was not bad, but because of too many scrubbing, there were signs of scattered threads in many places.
He touched the hem of his skirt, which felt like a leaf waving, and there was no silky softness at all.
Then he lowered his head, saw the Xuanqing necklace with the formation on his chest, looked at the silk cotton clothes worn by the noble gentleman, and the heavy sword that was as black as ink and extremely sharp next to him, and his mood suddenly became a little heavy.
He is a kendo genius in the eyes of everyone, so he eats the best food, wears the best clothes, uses the best heavy sword, and takes the best pills.
He looked at the iron hairpin in his hair and looked at the plain clothes, and suddenly understood where the cost of learning swords came from.
His sword has deprived many people in the village of their freedom and choice, and Xixi is just one of them.
The beautiful girl who was supposed to fly a kite in the field of hope had to follow those old people out to pick tea leaves and plant peanuts...
"Xixi, do you want to learn swords?"
"Huh?" Xixi was taken aback, and after a few breaths of silence, she smiled and shook her head continuously: "I'm so stupid, how can I learn, I can only wash clothes and cook." β
The boy heard her answer, and understood his silence.
The wind blew in the sky, and the dry grain grass scratched people inexplicably irritated.
"Actually, I want to be a piece of waste. He stared at the vast sky in a daze, and kept biting the grass roots in his mouth.
"Ah, senior brother, do you have a fever?" Xixi's little hand touched the young man's forehead, and said to himself: "No, the body temperature is very normal." β
The young man smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at her beautiful eyes, and touched her little head again: "I was very tired that day." β
After saying this, he jumped off the grass, the heavy sword in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, the wind is like a ghost whimpering, schools of swimming fish are spitting bubbles in the stream, maple leaves are also holding hands and dancing together, and insects are singing in the golden wheat field.
The world is actually very lively, but the teenager standing here gives people a feeling of infinite loneliness and loneliness.
He seemed to be an anomaly, like a beggar who broke into the party of the nobles, and a stream flowed into the fire......
Yes, the world is lively, but it's not the world he wants.
When he opened his eyes, the wind stopped, the insects were silent, the leaves fell, the fish were stunned, and everything in the world was lonely...
A lonely sword intent fell like frost, turning the young man's head white......
The boy swung his sword, the stream split in two, the wheat field was torn apart, and the maple leaves were swept by the wind......
What a lonely sword
What a sword intent that blames itself for being lonely
......
Xin Wu in the distance really understood this sword, and also understood the deep meaning hidden behind his lazy and lazy attitude when he got up.
Maybe having an indifferent attitude will make others think that you are a waste, maybe pretending to be indifferent will disappoint the people in the village, so that you will no longer give yourself such powerful expectations, and you will not deprive your friends of time, freedom, and money......
Xin Wu's eyes were a little sour, it turned out that the young Dunhuang was so clean and kind, and he never wanted to be a big man who made everyone revolve around him......
He just wanted to be a young and frivolous teenager.
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"Senior brother, you are really a genius. Xi Xi obviously couldn't taste the meaning of this sword, but quickly clapped her hands and praised, and her smile curved into a beautiful crescent.
"Senior brother, you are so powerful without serious training, if you work harder, how happy your father should be. She jumped and ran over, holding the corner of the boy's clothes, and her little face was full of happiness and adoration.
After all, it's simple, it's clean after all, it's young after all, when the unhappiness in his chest was thrown away with the sword intent, the mood of the young man who heard the praise also improved significantly.
He tilted his head proudly, deliberately looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, and pretended to say in a deep voice: "What is this, do you want to see the sword dance that Senior Brother created for you." β
"Okay, okay. With a smile, she climbed onto the grass again, staring expectantly at the boy in front of her.
The wind rises, the skirt rises, the sword moves are soft and smooth, and the singing voice is cheerful and bright.
The young man danced and sang at the same time, his movements were a little clumsy, his singing voice was a little hoarse, and his breath was a little unstable, but in Xixi's eyes, the senior brother's singing voice was much better than those famous men, and the singing was much better, and the senior brother's sword was much more powerful than those kendo masters, generals, and generals.
She watched, listened, and listened, and gradually became obsessed, and unconsciously hummed softly with her senior brother......
The maple forest is a leaf, and half of the autumn is red
The grass on both sides of the stream bank blocked the water halfway to the waist
In the golden rice fields, the crickets are singing too loudly
She sat high on the white clouds and giggled
Can you make the leaves green the world
Can you let the flowing water run happily?
Can you let the crickets stop being verbose all day long
Can she not just smile from the sidelines, but dance with me?
The scenery is okay here, and the sword intent is alone here
Youth is not pressing, and the sword is not arrogant
Youth is not free, and the old-fashioned smile
I want no more and no less, riding a bull and holding a sword, Hongchen smiled
I want no more, no less, drink wine, eat meat, and scream
I want no more, no less, and you don't get left behind
I listened and listened, hummed, and fell asleep unconsciously satisfied.
The song is soft, calm and powerful, like a gentle wind, but neither the mountains nor the sea, nor the trees nor the rocks can stop it...
The leaves rustle, and the sun shines brightly.
The golden ballad swirls around the golden grain pile, and the golden sunlight climbs on the girl's long eyelashes.
Xixi is like an elf, and like a sleeping beauty who has been sleeping for a long time.
With a smile on her face, she opened her mouth to bite lightly from time to time, as if she had dreamed of something terrible...
After singing, the young man looked at the girl with a few black hairs dancing in the wind, his heart fluttered slightly, and kissed her cheek kissingly.
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"Hey, you're still sleeping, the sun is going down. The boy shook his head.
Xi Xi rubbed her sleepy eyes, then stretched her waist, stared at the young man with some complaints, and said in surprise: "Ah, it's so late, why didn't Senior Brother wake me up?"
"Now you know how comfortable it is to sleep, seeing that you come to disturb me every day at the fourth watch, I am reluctant to wake you up, how good it is to you. β
She pouted, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said a little aggrievedly: "Blame you, blame you, blame you, and I didn't see you practicing swords." β
The teenager was a little baffled and a little overwhelmed.
I thought that I was afraid of disturbing her sleep, and I did something wrong, but looking at Xixi's innocent face, I couldn't bear to blame, so I had to shake my head helplessly.
"If you want to see, I'll practice it for you again, what a big deal. β
Xi Xi immediately burst into tears and smiled, and stretched out her fingers.
"How?"
"Hanging on the hook will not change for a hundred years. β
"It's naΓ―ve. The boy pursed his lips disdainfully, but his fingers were unconsciously tangled with the thin fingers.
Contented, he jumped off the haystack, and then quickly picked up the boy's clothes, carefully flicked off the grass clippings on them, and then carefully wiped the heavy sword with the strip of cloth that had been prepared long ago.
Her expression is meticulous, as if she is treating her most beloved pet.
"Why don't you look at the sword?"
"It's too late today, we have to go back quickly. If my father knew that I was disturbing your practice, he would punish me. Xi Xi lovingly breathed into the heavy sword, and the sharp blade became as smooth as a bronze mirror.
The boy was silent for a while, and took Xixi's hand and walked unhurriedly towards the village.
After walking about a few hundred steps, he stopped and asked again: "Since you are afraid of the patriarch's punishment, why do you still come to see me to practice swords?"
Xixi tilted her head and thought about it, and smiled very beautifully: "It's because it's boring, I always feel that the days when I stay with my senior brother are the most interesting." β
"You really don't want to learn swords?"
"I can't learn it. I'm not you, I'm so lazy, but the speed of progress is still so fast. Xi Xi dragged the heavy sword with difficulty, and said helplessly: "Look, I can't even hold the sword." β
The boy was silent for a moment, and touched her black hair again.
He noticed that Xixi didn't say that he didn't want to learn, but that he couldn't.
"Senior brother, why do you want me to learn swords, there are bad people bullying me, can you just protect me?
The boy nodded solemnly and stretched out the middle finger of his right hand.
"What?"
"Protect you, hook up, stupid. β
"You're stupid, big idiot. β
"Didn't you just say I was a genius?"
"People who have a good relationship often say compliments, do you take this seriously?" Xixi looked at the young man's slightly embarrassed appearance, and smiled from ear to ear.
As the sun set, the golden sunlight pulled the shadows of the two very close and long.
The young man smiled and shook his head and sighed, why is the way home so short?