Ninety thousand miles of sky, the wind and shadows, who is together? Thousands of years of Beidou, Yao Palace is cold and bitter, not as good as a fairy couple, a hundred years of rivers and lakes!

Today's clouds are thick, but why does the sky look so high? The three knocks in front of the Buddha are married, and the scabs are insulated three times; A thought of reincarnation before entering the demon, a thousand nights!

Zhao Xiaomeng said that it was not early, and it was not too late to return to the inn, and suddenly a few men and women in a hurry walked by shoulder to shoulder, barely avoiding the push of their friends of wine and meat, and when they staggered out, they couldn't help but turn around and look, and found that they were walking farther and farther, and the swaying lights dragged out their lonely figures, and they felt while saying witty words: The drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to care about the mountains and rivers...... The desolate inn, which does not stay, is the sigh of the butterfly; There are only passers-by in a hurry, and they are just for the next stop!

Perhaps desolate, the dripping horse's hooves are beautiful mistakes, trampling and falling non-existent falling red. If you don't understand, you can't laugh at the rivers and lakes! Because, in this sword and sword shadow of the rivers and lakes, there is no person who does not wear a mask, let alone an inn. Tongfu's inn, in and out of the line of people of all colors, have their own life trajectories, but the single shadow is often bullied, so with a hard heart to arm themselves, and the interests of all kinds of people, tied together, not so much to keep warm, but to be in the same boat after the same blessing. What the heart needs is a place to live, not an inn that welcomes meander!

After entering the house, Zhao Xiaomeng still felt that this trip was a little unfinished, and it was better to go to the backyard to prepare some food and drink at this time, before leaving, he checked the baggage and found that the luggage was not lost, which also indirectly proved that this inn was still reliable, at least for now, wait for some time, and then consider it. Saying that, Zhao Xiaomeng did not stop his hard practice, after remembering the small characters as thin as mosquitoes and flies on the bluestone slab, he carefully studied the country when there were no more customers in the store, and at first he still did not find any famous halls, and then repeatedly used his understanding of this vast land and Shenzhou world to copy and learn. Zhao Xiaomeng finally comprehended a magical power, combined with the mutilated text obtained by accident, the bluestone slab must be "in the sleeve", okay, this magic power is also called "in the sleeve". The reason is very simple, everyone understands, the basic principle is to use the aura of heaven and earth to create a special space in the sleeve, which can be used for storage, and can be loaded with all kinds of good things, such as, exercises, pills, calligraphy and painting, Qiankun bags, rune paper, fairy treasures. What's even more amazing is that with the improvement of the immortal realm, more and more advantages will be brought into full play, using all stability, there are a lot of items that can be installed, and the spatial characteristics can be studied and studied. It is said that the ancient immortals can not be traced back to the era, there are Taoist people riding green oxen and humming apricot flutes, there are fairy couples who practice in the knot, there are brave young swordsmen who fly with the sword, and they vow to protect the vast land of China, there are bamboo hermits passing by the ancient village of pine and cypress, there are white-haired old immortals playing chess, and there are people with chivalrous temperament......

After learning several excellent skills after working so hard, Zhao Xiaomeng still came to the front room of the inn again, and seemed to be in a good mood, but I don't know if the innkeeper will arrange if there is any work in the inn tonight that has not been completed, and it will be done, so that there will be nothing to do!

What is the purpose of the inn?

I never drink to drown my sorrows,

Where are its rivers and lakes? The happy revenge, the sword and the sword talk happily,

The shallow ravines of Mo Sang are filled, the wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha stays in his heart, the world is like me, my heart is like this!

The swallow has a new embankment with a spring breeze and green,

The dust and sand that fell at dusk set off the tidbits of flying dandelions,

In the lonely valley, wild lilies also bloom like they have never bloomed in autumn!

Looking at the mountains and rivers in the world, I still feel that the world is worth it, but the poor clothes are single, and I am worried about the cold!

But Zhao Xiaomeng walked through the front hall of the inn, the inn closed early tonight, and the old man a few days ago was like me walking through the path in the forest. I didn't want my joy and imagination of the autumn harvest to be polluted by the drunken and sleepy pastrami of the inn's drinkers, the choking smell of alcohol, and the sound of drinking at the Marshall stables outside the door. Stopping, the proprietress in front of her put down the account book in her hand and went to the table, and immediately went to the girl who chatted well during the day to borrow the brocade spinning ball, and came back to weave a full quilt to spend the long coming winter.

Now that the warmth of the wine and meat has gradually faded away, and all the restless noise and colorful world have gone away with it, and the fish in the lake no longer feel cold in the autumn water, but I especially feel lonely and clear. On that long afternoon, the faint sound of a carriage occasionally came from the far road, and it did not spoil my meditation thoughts! In the dead of night, I don't know if I will remember the one I once thought about, "The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn." Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sends the brocade book, when the goose word returns, the moon is full in the west building. Flowers float and water flow artesianly, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure"!

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives", a scholar dressed as a guest who lived in the inn wing, walked out of the back room unhurriedly, Zhao Xiaomeng found that there was an eagle falcon on his shoulder, that sharp gaze seemed to invite the battle, more like a general who led the troops to fight all the year round, this scholar came to the inn wine table and said in a harmonious voice: "Shopkeeper, can you have some drunkard peanuts, it is best to serve a few more good dishes, I will greet the eagle falcon next to me", and sat down silently, No matter what happens next to it, it gives people an aura that is not moving like a mountain, and it feels like a spring breeze! Zhao Xiaomeng looked at the high-spirited scholar carefully, and felt that he didn't care much about people, but the eagle falcon on his shoulder began to look around, so the magic eagle was like a fierce war machine, as long as the opportunity was given, maybe it would be able to gallop the territory for countless years, it was not too much!

"The bleak wind flies and the frost flies, and the goshawk strikes the dawn", a powerful eagle wants to become the magic pet of mankind and then perish in the hands of a purring cute pet, this humiliation, grief and unwillingness are mixed together, making its heart full of resentment. After knowing Zhao Xiaomeng, he roared a few times, he couldn't "conquer everything, be invincible", go to the blue sky and white clouds to enjoy the excitement of the heights...... rushed towards the roof of the inn, like the king of the sky soaring in the blue sky, and like the pity of Haojie Chunxiang as a farewell, more like countless beautiful and charming world wonders - a hundred birds and a phoenix, but did not stop the prospect of flying, has been soaring in the sky, never stopped......

"Forget it, anyway, she looks like an eccentric girl with a sense of justice, and she definitely has no ill will towards me!" Zhao Xiaomeng smiled and sighed, not to dwell on the helpless horror and eccentricity of the beautiful scenery that he encountered in the vegetable garden before, not to mention this, he focused on a few bamboo leaves picked by the roadside, Zhao Xiaomeng looked at the bamboo leaves in his hand were green and simple, and his heart was a little happy, this is the quality of the fairy temple in the bamboo forest, it is the bamboo that is not necessarily planted in the courtyard of the Gaomen Mansion, trying to blow up a few bamboo leaves in his hand gently, and actually made a pleasant sound of bamboo leaves," The green bamboo enters the secluded path, and the green pothos brushes the clothes. Talk happily, drink and talk together. The long song sings the pine wind, and the river stars are scarce. I'm drunk and happy, and I forget the machine"!

At this time, I don't know when there were a few more people in the inn, Zhao Xiaomeng smiled slightly, and found that it was the old man who rode the bull that he met during the day today, and the old man who rode the bull walked over step by step, "It's really tiring to herd cattle today, and I'm finally back", and he was not very willing to reply to Zhao Xiaomeng. Fortunately, Zhao Xiaomeng now has time to do superfluous things, and he walked in proudly, which may be the right choice! He said softly: "The officials who secretly save time and study hard, in the face of the various states of ukiyo-e beings, countless joys and sorrows, have had a heart of pity. The silent crowd may not be the silent lambs, but don't hold grudges, it's not too late to make amends!

Now they are herding cattle and sheep on the green meadows, thinking that the same blessing may surprise the world, and even pass by your whole world. Their cattle and sheep are still grazing on the hills, and it is not over yet, and the dedicated shepherd boy is still clinging to the thorny whip. But without the yellow, orange and orange pears, and the freshness of the earth, did you know that after every twilight star, which was reluctant to herd sheep, I vaguely encountered a flying eagle on the top of the mountain, a rooster and a dog chirping, but an old girl who was immeasurable walked slowly on the silent and uninhabited hillside. They loved their homeland, and with a white mist that could not be dissolved, they quietly came to the side of everyone in the city with firm steps. The loyalty and wisdom they know is sometimes useless, they regret the mistakes they have made, it is crazy to wait, the wolf and the fox have been playing hide and seek among the flowers, saying that if they find him/her, they will make them look good. The cattle and sheep disappeared into the woods with a biting cold wind. Unexpectedly, the ancient bell in the city rang melodiously, but there were not many monks in the dead of night when no one was around, and there were many and many more and more harmonious nature to chant the scriptures......

Naturally, the blue bird that realized that everything will wither in winter whimpered and snorted, and he didn't know if the sad and cold memories would sometimes hug the other party who understood the suffering of the people, at least, this strange blue bird has no mercy for bad people and bad things, but when Zhao Xiaomeng, who happened to pass by, the proud and reserved blue bird actually sighed in surprise: "This handsome boy is worthy of being one of the few strange people and strange things here, I just don't know if I like pickle girls?" It's very interesting, I'll find him to resolve some things later, will you drink with me?"

The blue bird that can spit out people's words, talking non-stop in the backyard of the inn, when Zhao Xiaomeng passed by quickly, he inadvertently found it and said: Looking at the warm season, it has never given up waiting for hope!

A blue bird that is better than blue, a strong and fierce eagle, after the quiet time flows silently, all the delicate thoughts are in the "can only be understood but not spoken"! Luckily, they didn't fight!

We have created a beautiful goddess and offered flowers and sorrow to Alice, which will never change. Thankfully, we're not alone!!

The sun shines normally on the land of China during the day, and the bright moon at night begins to pale the expectations of the past. The process of its rise is very slow, at first it is like a brand new disk, like a poet who has not finished writing, but the poet who is full of complaints has long stopped writing, saying that it is not enough to meet Huaicai, it is better not to write, go to the mountains more, the poet strolling may be a natural and harmonious form of existence. Then God used the blazing sun to unveil the wonderful veil that this world could not write, and it was like a good music, and the tone of the aria that was sung over and over again gradually flowed from the quiet stream, "the falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless", those few petals of flowers falling with the wind were once the beloved things of some beautiful and enchanting women's families, flowing and winding, twisting and turning, but I can't find where the flowers and trees with beautiful flowers are! When things are undecided, the sun rises as usual, the blue sky is always there, and the white clouds have a colorful imagination. Under the blue sky, love the sky, like the beauty of autumn, the diligent farming field has crisp and delicious vegetables, this is the richness and joy of the countryside, there is an unsown land, desolate and barren, there are hard-working farmers in the field of hope to sow ideals and sweat, so that everything is possible, the fertile soil is indispensable for careful watering, there are a lot of vegetables in the field, there are lonely scarecrows and unwilling to be lonely birds are singing. There are also a few umbrella-like trees, tied with a few neat strands of red cloth, with endless blessings and thoughts from afar, this tree is the only hope that can be planted!