The girl in the town, who had named herself Muzihua, carried some strawberries and walked through the town towards the outside of the town.

It's the first spring in the town and the first to leave.

From January to early April, it's not a long story.

However, for the people of the town, it is undoubtedly a novelty.

It turns out that the days will go, the spring will wither like flowers, and people will grow old.

Mu Zihua felt as if she had crossed the threshold of spring, just as she walked out of the town's stone street and walked onto the path that passed through the sea of flowers.

It was at that time that I passed through the first four seasons.

So the girl stopped under the wilderness sky, and looked up at the pink stamen that had flown in the world for a long time.

It's just that why won't Peach Blossom thank you?

I won't be thankful for the peach tree by the lake.

Under the tree sat a young man drinking wine.

Muzihua lowered her head, walked through the lush flowers, and walked under the tree.

"The fog in the lake seems to have cleared a bit, do you eat strawberries?"

Muzihua sat down next to the tree, then took out a bright red strawberry from the basket, tugged at the leaves there, and handed it to the grass for fireflies.

The green-robed young man under the tree glanced back, took it again, stuffed it whole into his mouth, and ate it in a big gulp.

The freshly picked strawberries are fresh and sweet, with the fresh smell of spring.

The grass is very sighing for the firefly.

"Did you grow your own?"

Mu Zihua thought for a while and asked, "If you grow it yourself, will it have any special meaning?" ”

Cao Weiying said with a smile: "Sometimes there will be, for example, in a few years, there will be a little boy in the town who will grow up and grow into the shape you like, and then you will fly your cheeks, lower your eyebrows and hand over a basket of strawberries, saying that this is your own planting, and the special meaning is simply deeper than the water of Sword Lake." ”

Mu Zihua sat there silently.

Cao Weiying continued: "Of course, there is obviously no need for such a meaning now, but the world needs to have the concept of oneself and others. For example, this basket of strawberries is yours, and the mountain flowers are his. So the point of that question I just asked is, is the strawberry yours, or is it someone else in town? ”

Mu Zihua said seriously: "This is what I planted myself." ”

Cao Weiying smiled slightly and said, "That's good." ”

Muzihua lowered her head and pulled the green leaves on the buttocks of the strawberry, which was bright red, and the seeds that stuck to it were yellow-green, but the buttocks were white.

The human buttocks are also white.

Is the butt all white?

Or are strawberries actually people?

For such a small town, many things naturally need to be taken slowly.

"I think I heard something before."

Mu Zihua held the strawberry and took a small bite on the tip.

"It seems to be coming from the lake, so I thought I'd come and see it."

This may be the reason why the young girl suddenly came to see the boy under the tree.

It's just that the strawberries are just right.

Cao Weihotaru chuckled softly and said, "Because someone is throwing stones into the lake." ”

Mu Zihua held the gnawed strawberry and tilted her head to think, "Why do you throw stones into the lake?" ”

Grass sighed and said, "How do I know? Maybe I'm going to leave my hometown, I'm sad in my heart, and I throw a stone to relieve my sorrow, but in short, I'm very sad, after all, if I sleep well, I will be woken up, and no one will be very happy. So I gave them a sword, and got a stone that had been pierced by the sword, and told them, "If you quarrel again, be careful to become like this stone." ”

Mu Zihua listened attentively and asked, "And then?" ”

Grass shrugged and said, "I don't know, maybe they'll use that sword as the key to open the door." ”

Mu Zihua said softly: "So is it the key?" ”

Cao Weihotaru didn't answer, just drank wine.

Mu Zihua lowered her head and ate her strawberry quietly, and then caught a glimpse of Cao Wei Hotaru just drinking wine, and bit the strawberry in her mouth, and took a leaf that was rubbed on her butt and handed it to Cao Wei Hotaru.

The two of them sat on the edge of the Sword Lake, looking at a lake of twilight water under the peach tree.

"Actually, I'm a little apprehensive."

Mu Zihua said softly.

"Worried about what?"

"You said it's spring, and now it's coming to an end, and we don't know what's going to come next? Sometimes I get excited, lying at the window and watching the leaves on those trees grow greener and the flowers bloom fewer and less. Sometimes I wonder what the town will look like after spring. ”

Mu Zihua was serious, tilted her head, looked at the sky, and said word by word.

It's like a bride in the world looking at her makeup in the mirror repeatedly before she gets married.

The girl with makeup is married to someone else for the first time.

The girl in the town watched the spring leave for the first time.

So longing and worry are sometimes similar.

"After Spring....." Grass for Hotaru drank wine, squinted his eyes, and quietly looked at the big lake. Then he laughed again. "I don't know."

Of course, the grass is known for fireflies.

It's just as I told the boy at the beginning.

He didn't like the story after spring.

"Or rather, I don't know how to say it." Cao Weiying said sincerely, "When people in the world depict something, they will always carry their own subjective color, and I may say it very badly, so you will not like it." But you should like it, the story of the world is like a fruit platter, everything is in it, and the story of the world is like this. There is only spring in the world, just like drinking wine without strawberries, the taste is monotonous. ”

Mu Zihua nodded seriously and said, "Okay." ”

So the young man in green clothes laughed, sat under the peach tree, and looked at the girl for a long time and smiled.

A person who has lived in the world for more than a thousand years will not only like teenagers, but also girls.

Both have a brilliance full of life.

Mu Zihua lowered her head and picked up another strawberry, this time not pulling the leaves on her buttocks, but stuffing it whole into her mouth.

So in the sweetness of the strawberry, there is more bitterness and astringency, as if eating grass.

Will anyone like to eat grass cake?

Mu Zihua was there thinking blankly.

It's just that when my eyes stayed in a certain place, I showed a lot of curiosity.

"Is the fog slowly dissipating?"

Mu Zihua turned her head to look at the green-clothed young man beside her, and asked with some surprise.

She probably forgot that she had subconsciously said something like this before she sat down under the peach tree.

Cao Wei Hotaru looked over there quietly and said softly, "Yes." ”

"When spring ends, the fog will clear?"

Mu Zihua seems to have become accustomed to the fact that there is fog outside the town.

Just like it should be.

"Whether the fog disperses or not has nothing to do with whether it is left in the spring."

Cao Weiying said, thought about it again, and said with a smile: "Of course, there may be something related." ”

Mu Zihua is a girl who has fallen into the prison of cognition.

Grass for fireflies is naturally yes.

Who says there can't be such a world, and the fog will only dissipate at the end of spring?

"But not here."

Cao Weiying stood up as she spoke, smiling slightly at the places where the fog was gradually thinning in the distance of the big lake.

- One day, the mountains and cliffs merged, and the great lakes converged.

And so the world appeared.

Mu Zihua also subconsciously stood up, carried the basket of strawberries, walked to the lake, and looked into the distance.

.....

The wind blows away the clouds, you sit in the warm spring peach blossom sun, over those cold mountain cliffs, and look into the distance, the winding path winds quietly in the world, a distant gray mountain range, with a touch of snow on the top.

......

In fact, it doesn't.

Mu Zihua looked over there.

The fog in the distance was still there, but it had become much thinner, and the cliffs seemed to be moving in the clouds, but there seemed to be none, just white mist.

The sky is bright and sunny in a lake, like the expectation that many things that are about to come but have not yet arrived in the hearts of the people of the town.

The town girl carried a basket of bright red strawberries and stood on tiptoe, as if she wanted to make the mist low so that she could see what was behind it.

Grass took a sip of wine for Hotaru and said softly, "That's how it is after spring. ”

Mu Zihua turned her head, looked at the young man under the tree, and said, "Like this? ”

Cao Weiyi said: "It's not a look, it's a gesture." You should have such a posture and wait for all the changes to come. Just like Fang Zhisheng and Fang Zhideath, with a charming vision, he greeted everything. Before you see, let go of definitions, and before you meet, let go of prejudices. Heaven and earth are great but not visible, and heaven and earth are beautiful without words. ”

Mu Zihua looked at the boy in a daze.

The teenager who has been drinking for more than a thousand years has an intoxicating smile on his face.

"It's the world."

......

Someone saw the world for the first time.

Someone saw the white moon on the sea for the first time.

Lu Xiaosan rode the big cyan gourd and flew over the sky, and when he fell towards the moonlit sea, the whole person was stunned, and then jumped up at the mouth of the gourd.

"Wuhu, Uncle Shi, look, we have caught the moon!"

The little squirrel pine cone also looked at the bright moon in the night below with sparkling eyes.

Le Chaotian stood behind the two with a smile.

So this is probably the reason why this Taoist wants to take Lu Xiaosan instead of Lu Xiaoer.

In some stories, a young boy who can cheer is always much more interesting than a little boy who holds a sword and holds it.

The moon in the sky can of course be the shadow of the moon in the sea shining on the sky.

The reed fell to the top of the sea, and then headed there like a small boat swaying in the night.

Lu Xiaosan looked at Le Chaotian, who had already walked to the mouth of the gourd, and said with wide eyes: "Could it be that Uncle Shi, your other senior brother lives on the moon?" ”

Le Chaotian smiled slightly and said, "Yes." ”

"What does he do on the moon? Cutting down trees? ”

Le Chaotian was stunned for a moment, looked back at the little boy and said, "What tree to cut?" ”

Lu Xiaosan said seriously: "I don't know, but I don't cut trees on the moon, is it raising rabbits on the moon?" ”

The little boy was talking with a sincere face.

Lu Xiaosan laughed again as he spoke, looking at the moon wheel floating on the water in the distance.

"Actually, when I was a child, I ate the moon, of course, when I was dreaming - I didn't know what I was doing, it was like sitting in the yard in a daze, the moon hung on the branches very brightly, and then suddenly it fell, so I quickly got up and ran all the way to that side, the moon was as big as a house, and it shattered there, and the moonlight like quicksand looked particularly attractive, so I took the moon and nibbled on it, and it rustled like a pastry with a creamy texture."

The little boy swallowed a little embarrassed as he spoke.

Only soon the same swallowing sound was heard.

When I turned my head to look, I saw that Le Chaotian and Songguo were also swallowing saliva.

Le Chaotian smiled and gave the little boy a skull.

"Don't say anything like that."

Lu Xiaosan said unconvinced: "Why? ”

Le Chaotian sighed and said: "Because you can't eat something, you say it too well, it will become a regret for a lifetime." ”

Lu Xiaosan also sighed.

Not being able to eat a bite of the moon like that is indeed a very sad thing.

Songguo said melancholy: "I feel that I will really regret it in my life." ”

Lu Xiaosan thought for a while and said, "Then let's try it first." ”

Le Chaotian said seriously: "Don't try, because you will be disappointed." ”

"Isn't that the moon?"

"Of course it's not the moon, it's a Taoist temple that lacks a door. And even if you eat it, there's no guarantee that the moon is really what you imagined it to be. ”

"Ah, well-then."

Lu Xiaosan sighed as he had never been so sad.

It's just that the grief of the little boy comes and goes quickly.

When the gourd with many swords docked, Lu Xiaosan jumped and jumped onto the island of white flowers that emitted a faint and cold light under the clear light of the white moon.

And then carried the gourd on his back and walked towards the side of a mountain rock on the island - since the gourd began to raise swords, this little boy began to carry the gourd behind him, in the words of the little boy, this is chic and handsome enough, can throw off Lu Xiaoer's handsome hundreds of thousands of miles.

Songguo and Le Chaotian followed, looking at the little boy walking hurriedly in front of them, not knowing what he was going to do.

The fate of a free teenager is unpredictable.

After all, he could be there like a little dirt dog with a tongue and peeing on his legs, or he could dig a hole there and bury something weird.

Lu Xiaosan ran all the way to the side of the rock, then picked up a stone, raised his head and stood on tiptoe, and wrote crookedly on the relatively flat side of the rock:

Summoning a bright moon for a day, according to my full of ice and snow - the little sword fairy in the world, Lu Xiaosan came here for a visit.

Pine Cone was speechless.

Lu Dajian Immortal was really still so humble.

I don't write about the big sword immortal, but about the little sword immortal.

Le Chaotian laughed softly, looked at the little boy who was carrying a sword gourd, also stepped forward, and also picked up a stone, first crossed out the word 'come' written by Lu Xiaosan to call the bright moon of the day, changed it to the word 'rise', and added a line of words below.

The whale drink has not swallowed the sea, and the sword qi has been in the autumn - the younger generations are happy to the sky, and they have not seen the demeanor of the predecessors of the sword fairy, and they are very sorry, but they are fascinated and stay.

The little boy on the side turned his head to look at Le Chaotian very seriously.

"Uncle Shi."

"Huh?"

"You're the most handsome person I've ever met."

The uncle and nephew stood by the rocks and smiled.

When Songguo saw this, he also picked up a stone, looked at the bright moon among the white flowers in the distance, and looked back at the rock.

The little girl didn't know what she should write.

After thinking about it for a long time, he lowered his head and wrote a line there very seriously.

I hope that one day, I will be able to eat a bite of the moon, it is the moon and not the mooncake! But it can be egg yolk crisp - pine cone.

Le Chaotian looked at this line of words, touched the little girl's head, and said with a smile: "Come on." ”

Pine Cone grinned.

Lu Xiaosan felt that the pine cone pattern was too small.

How can a husband live in heaven and earth, how can he only take one bite?

I had several bites in my dreams at the time.

If it were me, I would definitely write that the moon was mine, and no one was allowed to rob it.

Don't eat, don't eat!

The three of them lingered in front of the mountains and rocks for a while, and then walked along the path of those white flowers and frivolous paths, towards the sea and white moon.

Lu Xiaosan was stunned as he walked, stopped, and pointed blankly at the top of the white moon.

In the clear light of the night moon, there is a figure that looks extremely dusty, sitting on the top of a white moon, sitting alone on the bright moon and watching the sea.

But it is just like that sentence that evokes the bright moon of the day, according to my full of ice and snow, and the vast rivers flow.

"Is that your senior brother?"

Lu Xiaosan asked in a daze.

Le Chaotian raised his eyebrows, then shook his head and said, "No, that's ..... Maybe it's your senior sister. ”

The little boy wilted in an instant.

"Senior sister, forget it."

After all, Senior Sister is a very fierce creature, holding the power of life and death in the Sword Sect, for example, if Lu Xiaoyi doesn't want to cook today, then Lu Xiaosan and they can only go hungry.

When Lu Xiaosan looked at the figure above the white moon again, he didn't feel dusty in an instant—if I Lu Xiaosan sat on it, he would definitely be more like an immortal.

But that's it, that's it.

The young boy's eyes were full of lemons.

"But what is she doing sitting on there?"

Lu Xiaosan asked with some curiosity.

Le Chaotian smiled softly and said, "Because my senior brother feels that manpower is sometimes poor, so I found a person with a ghost to sit on it, and I want to see if I can really understand the world." ”

"Know what to do in the world?"

"If you know the world, you can know your destiny."

Lu Xiaosan said seriously: "Knowing your fate, isn't there no surprise?" So what does that mean? If I had known what it was like, I wouldn't have jumped up happy. ”

Le Chaotian thought for a while and said sincerely: "It makes sense." ”

The three of them continued to move forward, and at the end of those white flower islands, on the spiral steps like moonlight, there was a young Taoist standing quietly, with a lot of white flowers blown by the sea breeze on his shoulders, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

When Lu Xiaosan saw that scene, he changed his attention again, turned his head to look at Le Chaotian and said, "I suddenly found that sometimes it's quite interesting to know fate. ”

Le Chaotian said with a smile: "For example? ”

"For example, one day I separated from my uncle, I haven't seen him for a long time, and my uncle is coming to me, but I already knew, so I stood at the gate of the courtyard in the falling flowers for an afternoon, and when my uncle came over with the mountain wind, I said with a smile, 'Uncle, I have been waiting here for many years.'" ”

Ye Zhuliu looked at the little boy standing on the White Flower Floating Island and laughed softly, so the young Taoist who didn't plan to say this looked at Le Chaotian and said with a slight smile:

"Uncle Shi, I've been waiting here for many years."

Lu Xiaosan nodded with satisfaction.

yes, that's it!