Drink all over the flower cake autumn air for a long time,

The remnant sun is still reflecting the chrysanthemum.

The night is deep and crowded,

The old people are old.

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Opening his eyes, Kyushu leaned back in his chair and blinked. Hanlu was holding a book on the side and quietly accompanied Kyushu. The surrounding mountains and rivers are clear and clear, and the green color spreads into the blue sky and crosses the clouds. In a trance, there is no margin to follow.

Kyushu saw the bamboo slips in a dream, and the immortals of the four seasons really discovered the ancient book, of course...... After reading it, the book completed its mission, and then disappeared as a halo.

A light rain brought the brocade under the mountain, and the light bitter and fragrant smell was always mixed with a bit of earthy freshness and heaviness, which made the smell of chrysanthemums and chrysanthemum branches stronger.

There is also a piece of chrysanthemum cake in the mouth of Kyushu, which is different from the simple fragrant and sweet peach blossom cake, and the bitterness of the chrysanthemum cake can always reveal a bit of hidden smell.

Han Lu still has a pot of chrysanthemum wine in his hand, and the cold fairy power makes Han Lu a little cold all year round, and even his fingertips are always cold.

Therefore, a pot of shallow wine can always bring a warm feeling when it enters the throat, with the charm of a thousand autumns, giving a bit of heaviness, and this heaviness is also brought to the surrounding mountains and rivers by the cold dew in the perennial accumulation.

A cool breeze blew, and I couldn't help but bring a few more chrysanthemums. The cold dew does not like the rain, but the cold and humid air in the fairy power is not reduced, and it is brought by this wind, and the face is slightly cold.

After Kyushu finished eating the cake in his hand, Hanlu waved his hand and put away the wine in his hand, and took Kyushu to rise in the clouds and swim in the four seas.

Walking and walking, I arrived at the place where I met the poet that day, and Kyushu still remembers the loneliness in the poet's eyes when he said goodbye to his old friend.

Standing on the pavilion of the old days, watching the river pass away, rushing non-stop, Kyushu suddenly remembered the words of the ancients: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break." ”

Farewell ...... Pavilion It's really sad, not to mention that it's autumn like this, even if the mountains and rivers are the same, after all, they can't withstand the rain falling, and the old people in the mountains and rivers and smoke and willows say goodbye, leaving friends alone to see what this thing is.

Kyushu thought, it's a pity that there will be partings between people: whether it is disagreement, whether it is cold at the end of the song, or birth, old age, sickness and death, or even like her, she suddenly left her parents for nearly a year.

Autumn is bleak, the little Kyushu has grown up a lot earlier because of these things now, although it is a good thing to have high emotional intelligence and delicate thoughts, but it makes people more emotionally deep and easier to immerse themselves in emotions.

Kyushu is like this, looking at the green mountains on both sides of the strait, remembering that I chatted with the poet here two days ago, thinking about the poet's friends going away, and then thinking about the immortals in the four o'clock fairyland......

Kyushu misses his parents and wants to return to the land of Yanhuang as soon as possible, but there are mountains and rivers that he can't bear to see these immortals, people he knows, and mountains and rivers that he has seen...... Kyushu doesn't know if he'll be able to see this again.

"Brother Hanlu, shall we go back to four o'clock and have a look?" Kyushu finally asked, remembering what the poet had said to her that day, she knew that there was nothing wrong with nostalgia for the past, and it was essential to look forward to the future, but living in the present is the best way to live up to the time.

Seeing what Kyushu was thinking again, and Kyushu asked for it, Hanlu didn't ask anything, and took Kyushu back to the four o'clock.

------Four Seasons Heavenly Wonderland------

Looking at the familiar appearance in the four o'clock sky, Kyushu smiled heartily - in this territory that belongs to autumn, the tree where Hanlu picked the red dates is still full of fruits.

At four o'clock, the immortals of the Heavenly Immortal Realm should have received the notice of Hanlu in advance, knowing that Kyushu was coming back, so they prepared a lot of food early.

"Kyushu, eat more meat, don't just pick vegetables."

"Eat some fruit......

"Drink some water, don't choke."

A group of immortals gathered around Kyushu as if they were surrounding this treasure, talking nonsense, not revealing their concern for Kyushu.

At four o'clock, the immortals of the Heavenly Wonderland knew that Kyushu would be able to return to the land of Yanhuang after a while, and they were both happy for her, but also very reluctant, and they all wanted to tie Kyushu to their side every day.