The grass by the green river is one year old and one withered.

A horse-drawn carriage was playing along the green grassy barren road, the ground was wet and steaming, and a small wind played leisurely by the river. When he saw the carriage passing by, he chased after it curiously.

However, the strength of the wind was too small, and the area was small, and when I had just had an idea, and when I had just started to act, the carriage was already a hundred paces away, and this little wind stood on the way of the carriage and looked at it as if it were angry, and then leisurely returned to the river where it had just stopped to touch the green grass.

There seemed to be no driver on the carriage, and there was no color on the frame, and it was running barely.

The grass on both sides of this barren road was still green at first, and it looked like there was a fresh smell, but somehow, it suddenly changed its flavor strangely. An unprepared scorched earth stopped the grass from spreading, stopped the entry of the blue, and strangely crossed the junction of the two sides, and if there was a coachman on the carriage, he must have wondered about the existence of this place.

However, the appearance of this scorched earth did not block the extension of the scenery, skipping the green grass fragrance, but ushered in the pure color of the scorched earth, which looks like people's hearts are in the palace, but there is no palace.

And the mountain is also average, from cyan to earthy yellow, but it is not low, but higher and higher, very spectacular straight into the sky. Although the earth mountain is composed entirely of soil and there are no trees on both sides, after years of inexplicable carving, there are always some peculiar, burnt-like, and strange styles.

But this was not special, for the river remained uninterrupted, but became more elongated, the current more urgent, and the color of the water more turbid and yellow.

The carriage had crossed the grass and the clean river, and when it reached the scorched earth, it slowed down, and the horse's hooves moved forward step by step. The horse also seemed to have spirituality, and its hooves were always walking in a zigzag shape as if they were tentative, and if viewed from the sky, the horse seemed to be taking a zigzag route.

With great difficulty, the horse walked dozens of zigzag lines, crossed the scorched earth and the murky river, and the yellow mountains beside it, and came to a hard place.

It is full of stones, stone paths, stone trees, stone people, stone statues, strange stacks of stones, and mountains of higher stones. And the water became much clearer, and you could see the fish swimming in the water, and there were red, white, black, and colorful fish mixed together, swimming happily in the water, as if they were not at all interested in the carriages moving on the shore.

By this time, the carriage had crossed a stone bridge, which was not long, but very curved, and when the carriage had crossed it, it was evident that it was under great force, and stood there trying to graze, and wanted to go to the river to drink. However, the man in the carriage did not let him, but a black leather whip stretched out from it and struck the horse on the hind of the horse.

The horse was pumped and barked, but it still did not move half a step, and still ate grass and drank water in place. The men in the carriage looked angry, and took up their whips and whipped their horses for a while, and the cry of Namas resounded throughout the river, and the fish in the river were scurrying in fear. The sound of horses echoed in the mountains, and the people in the carriage apparently gave up a little, so they stopped beating the horses.

The horse grazing a little gratefully, and took a few more sips of water, followed by a cheerful cry? It doesn't sound like it, but it feels a little like it. The horse marched again, and ran towards the mountains for a glimmer of heaven.

The sky looked very close, but the horse had been running for a long time, and still could not reach it. Seeing that it was almost noon, and the sun's light had leaked out of the cracks in the mountains, the owner of the carriage lifted the curtain on the carriage from time to time to look out.

After almost half an hour, the carriage finally reached the edge of the first line of heaven, from which you could see the stone road below the first line of heaven from a distance, and you could hear the sound of a waterfall falling in a straight line next to the first line of sky.

The sound of the waterfall was really like a stormy wave, violently echoing in the mountains, listening like a ghost crying wolf, and like the rolling soldiers and horses, one more like a while, one stronger than the other.

Finally, the carriage reached a line of heaven, which looked like a thin line from a distance, and people seemed to be unable to get through. However, when you really get to the bottom, you will find that the road below is very wide, and there is no problem in accommodating several carriages side by side.

The owner of the carriage got out of the carriage and took a few steps to the bottom of the waterfall, feeling the great power contained in the waterfall. Then he looked up at the top of the waterfall, and slowly punched a few times, each time he punched, the water next to him flew away, and flew to the distant stones, blades of grass, and branches.

The man didn't seem to have had enough fun, and he was not in a hurry to leave, so he washed his hands very elegantly, then pulled up his clothes, took out the black whip from his waist, and gently brushed the horsewhip. As he brushed the whip, he looked at the horse, as if he wanted to bathe and brush it.

But looking at the carriage behind the horse, he smiled softly again, and then took up his feet and washed them. At last, after washing, he stood up again, put his hands together and took a few sips of the waterfall, and then reluctantly returned to the carriage.

The horse stopped under this line of sky, and seemed to not know where to go, because the line of sky was dark, and the more you looked inside, the more dark it became, and it was very scary, and the horse was probably stopped by this darkness.

However, the people in the carriage seemed to be unconcerned, and she stretched out her black whip from the carriage and gently whipped the horse's hind buttocks. The horse immediately sensed the master's meaning, and ran unsteadily and unhurriedly along the stone road below the sky, in a dark direction.

The dark road was long, and the horse walked cautiously forward, and the man in the carriage had already come out of the carriage, and he sat in the groom's seat, carefully controlling the horse, obviously familiar with the road.

After about half an hour, the carriage seemed to be finally leaving this dark line. Because, a light could be seen ahead, and it seemed to get brighter and brighter as you went, and there was a smile on the faces of the people in the carriage.

Soon, the light was closer, and from a distance, it was not to get out of this line of heavenly road, but that torches were hung on the rock wall in front of them, and the further you went, the more torches there were, and finally, the entire black line of heavenly road was illuminated. The carriage was on the torch road, and went on, and the owner of the carriage was already standing up and looking ahead.