Zhao Xiaomeng walked and walked, did not meet anyone, always felt that what remained unchanged was that what they were doing would always run in a normal and orderly manner, the hazy green mountains and green waters, shrouded in a charming light veil, faintly, in the misty and mighty clouds, if far and near, if they were away, how could they be in the morning and twilight. The dusty pedestrians, with every hard work, every pay, in exchange for the feeling of hard work, just like those few strokes of heavy color, lightly narrating their difficult history of the mulberry fields in the sea, outlined in the blue sky!

The morning breeze of early autumn brought a slight coolness, the sun slowly rose from the golden and brilliant mountain forests, and the green hills on both sides of the river were charming, and the ground was plated with layers of color with a faint and shimmering light. The city is in the distance, the shaking trees are like a brave giant, shaking the swaying fallen leaves, trembling the grunting and turning into the city to catch the bumpy pace of the carriage, the old coachman with deep wrinkles may stagger forward for the insignificant silver taels at home, but what is the use, or to support the family, otherwise what should I do to repair the dilapidated tiled house when the house leaks in the coming year, and I can't stop the cold, do I go to the cowshed where the eaves have been leaking for a long time and the rain is like drinking the northwest wind? The early bird has insects to eat, and from time to time stays on the branches of the trees, cheerful and lively, chirping non-stop, a beautiful and charming landscape idyll! But the ambitious Zhao Xiaomeng has no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery along the way, and there is a good saying, which just describes the current scene, "Since you have chosen the distance, you only care about the wind and rain!?

A lightning-fast horse galloped through the breezy field, and the golden rice was like an old farmer bending down to plough the field, diligently harvesting the fruits of autumn and winter. When he walked to Zhao Xiaomeng, who politely let go of the not very wide field path, the elegant and arrogant knight covered with black armor eagerly got off the saddle, like a general who had been in a high position for a long time, regardless of the victories on the battlefield for a long time, or from his resolute face, he understood that he was not a character who could be easily offended, let alone an unknown little person. He walked in front of Zhao Xiaomeng, so and so, probably the two of them didn't talk speculatively for more than half a sentence, chatted for a while, the experienced Zhao Xiaomeng still knew the basic situation of this small city, and even understood that people are difficult to dismantle but the only truth of wandering rivers and lakes, the knight was calm like water, and then gradually happy, and then laughed, rode the war horse again, and walked away! What you can see is the back, but what you don't understand is youth!!

Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored..... When Zhao Xiaomeng really came to this small city that was not very good, the whole city was still a city that was washed by history and stood there to thrive in appearance, the bricks and stones were gray-yellow and even in some places were in disrepair, because not many people knew that its past had turned into clouds and smoke and no longer existed, but no matter how much the truth was, it was not to live a real life normally, not every day is splendid jade food, more than a plate of cabbage, a bowl of gruel and a few taels of wine, isn't it happy? The two soldiers who were dozing off were half-clinging to the decaying and dilapidated city gate, and they didn't stop it, Zhao Xiaomeng entered the city like this, and there were a few old women and young men and women who entered the city along the way, it seems that all this is arranged in the dark, lucky, let's take a step, look at it!

The outside of the city is very desolate, but I didn't expect the city to be quite full and rich! When Zhao Xiaomeng first arrived in Guidi, he was not in a hurry to find that obvious destination, but wandered around. A little bit of wandering, walked a big circle, Zhao Xiaomeng still found a little, there is also a big atmosphere in a small place, some people are selling white rice with a decent appearance, some people are selling steamed buns that have just come out of the cage, some people are selling sugar gourds that immature and energetic children like to eat, some people are selling rouge gouache that young women like, some people are playing tricks in a spare place, some people are shouting and drinking the wine of "the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys", and some people are strolling around the lively streets of the small town... …

Zhao Xiaomeng was still strolling leisurely like an outing on the way to the small town with you in the distance, and the formation of the cavalry was very open. Turning a mountain pass shaped like a gourd, the patrolling soldiers suddenly stopped, because the soldiers behind had not yet kept up with the pace, and the soldiers ran to keep up with the scolding forward, turned the passage, looked back, and were silent......

In front of an open field, the soldiers in heavy armor are like a square rehearsal lineup, constantly changing positions, at least the direction has not changed! Zhao Xiaomeng stood at the back of the crowd, and couldn't help but gasp, shocked. The captain of the army, codenamed "Lion", is worthy of being a general who is familiar with the management of the army, a soldier who surrenders without a fight, worthy of the name, the whole team is neatly arranged, no soldier dares to make a sound in his training, quiet and solemn, maybe even one or two mosquitoes "buzzing" can be heard, and the neighing of the human voice is simply a foil to the sweat and fatigue of hard training. When Zhao Xiaomeng slowly walked through the group of soldiers in this martial arts training ground, the whole team was very neat and uneven affected by the admiration of the delicate girls next to him. "Knives, guns, clubs, axes, hammers, swords, and spears" were placed on the weapon racks next to it, and a few old women were in charge of cleaning up next to the playground, kicking up puffs of dust from time to time. When the captain began to give orders, these well-trained soldiers quickly ran to the weapon rack next to them without saying a word, selected the weapons to use, and the soldiers behind them were divided into six teams, and a new round of training began in a sonorous sound. A soldier who does not want to be a marshal is not a good soldier......

Maybe there is a difference in the ancient heritage, but when I wandered through the small town inn, I found that I was shy in my pocket, and the embarrassment that I couldn't rob without silver made Zhao Xiaomeng a little distressed!

"To love the lotus out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons", unconsciously meet and know each other to produce the same and different artistic beauty, "can only be seen from a distance and not blasphemous" and "the grass color is far away but no" so that poets and painters are helpless, but also know how beautiful the truth is to unravel how beautiful it is! Interesting houses are usually unadorned, low-slung thatched huts and farmhouses and tiled houses of ordinary people. This kind of ordinary people's house looks muddy and yellow and featureless, not because there are any distinctive features in the appearance, but there is nothing to say about the life in the house, and the experience of firewood, rice, oil and salt is also interesting. Imagine that those rich families who build houses on the outskirts of the city must be squires and outsiders, etc., and no matter how bad they are, they must be talented people who have won fame to live better. Their lives are as simple as they imagined, and their homes are not a little stylish. Most of the decoration on the building is indeed simple and unpretentious, and a cool breeze blowing in September will not make the heart cold, as if blowing off an insignificant feather, and it will not affect the essence of Hanmen's hard work. People who don't have wine in the house will also know the survival principle of "drawing a knife to cut off the water and the water will flow more, and raising a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow"!

Zhao Xiaomeng carefully observed the surrounding scenery while being preoccupied, and found that the order of the small city was still safe, so he was a little relieved. In this way, he came to the central square of the small town, in the center of the square there is a fountain flowing slowly with the hope of going back in time to pray for blessings, there are many people regardless of age like to be in a daze by the round pool full of copper coins, maybe the gods are not omnipotent, how do the gods who are high above know the suffering of the world, "dreams are watered for efforts, and love is pushed forward behind them." You don't need to move the sincerity and stories of others, you are also the source of moving! Thinking about it, no one in the crowd has the feeling of a protagonist who exists, Zhao Xiaomeng sometimes looks down at the crystal clear spring water, and sometimes looks up at the dreamlike light on the oval roof of the square exuding a bright light. At this time, Zhao Xiaomeng saw a little girl with a sheep's tail, wearing fairly tight clothes, and the clothes were tied with a plush auspicious charm that her mother might have woven for her, which looked very cute. She held a bottle in her hand that she didn't know what to hold, and a thin tube in her other hand, blowing soap bubbles. With each bunch of blows, she stared blankly at the bubbles floating in the air, watching them disappear one by one, and then blowing out another bunch of ......

"Dream bubbles, everywhere, are every humble dream", can not be ignored, we always understand that everything is not easy to come by!

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

The dawn of dawn pierced the darkness, and the sky was faintly bright.

Zhao Xiaomeng hadn't found a suitable way to start some useful things, so let's go earn some silver taels first, but there was a wise old man sitting in a courtyard with an authentic appearance, his face was happy and bright, as if he had found a living treasure, and asked tentatively, "Shopkeeper, do you have any work lately, just short of money to spend." The old man saw that he was still loyal and willing to work, and replied calmly: "Yes, yes, it just so happens that there is a shortage of people in the store recently, so you can come in and do some work that needs to be done, how about it, is it okay?"

On this day, he thoughtfully made long-term plans for the future, but he didn't expect the reality to be so cruel and warm, or don't be ambitious, compromise with the market, for the time being, he saw the hope of struggle, struggle, Sao Nian!

Outside of time, outside the mottled years of the city wall, outside the people, the people of the world!

At noon, according to the time agreed by the shopkeeper, he first went to the outside of the city to find some firewood and came back, so that he could exchange some silver taels and then make plans. He is not in a hurry to do anything else now, after all, he is "unfamiliar with life", so he can't go too far to find too much trouble, so he should be familiar with it. There is a saying, he always believes: "Life is not only about the present, but also about poetry and distance"!

The boat travels in the water, and the people swim in the painting!

The green mountains on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, Zhao Xiaomeng is wandering in poetry and picturesqueness, and all kinds of strange and interesting things he inadvertently encounters are enough for him to talk about. The green mountains and distant dais, which are still in the past few thousand years, are like the earth covered with autumn clothes wrapped in silver. On both sides of the river flowing endlessly, the strange peaks and beautiful stones, a hundred turns and a thousand turns, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, the trees are dense without a trace of the wind, the wind is loud, and the grass and trees are soldiers! The autumn colors are dyed layer by layer, and the sound of cuckoos can be heard from time to time, and the aftermath lingers for a long time......

"Gui Yi Xi Lan oar, hit the sky and trace the streamer", the boat on the river is holding a penny, so skillful that he can no longer understand the gently open the river, while holding the boat, while humming the song loudly and loudly: "Sing mountain songs, mountain songs are like spring river water ......"

"Floating rivers and seas do not sink, swimming is turbid and uncomplaining. How can it be that the whole body is generalized, but it is relied on to keep the ......"

Mountains and rivers, overlapping, shadows and shadows, everyone is often, lively and bustling!

Not far from the boat, there are six or seven zhang intervals, and the front and back are staggered and orderly to visit the green water and green mountains. Maybe it's because there is never a shortage of joys and sorrows in this world, and there are couples who quarrel unceremoniously on the boat, and so on, it's not a bad thing to be separated!

In the autumn when it should be purple and red, it has not rained for a long time, walking on the tree-lined path on the bank of the river, there is a warm breeze blowing, blowing a pool of spring water, accompanied by the sound of the wind knocking on the green leaves, but I feel a trace of coolness!

So, the hopeful people began to pray: God it's time for rain!

Finally, God was moved and began to rain heavily!

Rain, dripping underground!

Night, all kinds of people walk in it, cautious and careful, for fear of encountering something ominous, and being haunted by monsters is even more unlucky, I just hope that this long night will pass soon!

The night was hazy, and the rain curtain was lifted, making the world hazy!

In this haze, I really can't tell whether it's the hazy night, or the hazy world I'm in, or the hazy rain, or the ......

It's all hazy!

Where's the clarity?

Just as there is never a shortage of poor people in the storyline, everyone goes and I go alone, as long as it is a passerby, it is not fate, and it can be detoured directly, as long as it is met, it is him|she, is the only !! For example, in the hopeless crowd, everyone can give up, that cute and cute little girl, she just blows the bubble that children can blow, but uses her actions to tell people that "only children talk about right and wrong, and the adult world only talks about positions"!? Hey, yes, the star-chaser child, is there only sadness in his eyes, and he ignores the beauty of the night!

O child chasing the stars, is there still light in his eyes, but it is only the occasional kindness under the cruelty of the night!

It's a curse of the night, but definitely, and a blessing!

That star can cast countless figures on the ground. That dreamy blue distant starlight is faint and beautiful, and I like it, don't you? It will definitely make humanity more sentimental.