The east is adjacent to the Jieshi to view the sea. The water is surging, and the mountains and islands are sturging. The trees are overgrown and the grass is abundant. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging. The trip of the sun and the moon, if out of it. The stars are splendid, if out of it. Fortunately, the song is a song......

The dense branches blown away by the summer evening wind, the sun falling on the top of the tree just hiding in the corner of the eaves sleeping cat, as if it had not moved for a long time, the wind chimes were very clear, blurred around, and the hands of the old-fashioned record player in the room gently swayed the classical melody!

In exchange for the glitz and glitz of the prosperous era, through the forest and leaves, layers of mist, glass annihilation, and the roar of the streets and alleys is endless

Universal celebration!

Fireworks grazed softly over our heads. Let Zhao Xiaomeng fold the paper paddle of his heart and mind kneaded it repeatedly, confirmed it and returned it to the little monk he happened to meet, and sighed in his heart: "Okay, you bald donkey, where have you been recently, no matter how you look for it, I can't find you, oh, forgot, why do you like to drink here and make words"? "It was a green lantern that didn't return, but because of the turbid wine and the red dust"!

Zhao Xiaomeng thought about the gentle and lovely appearance of his senior sister Bai Shao, sighed for no reason, and hurriedly made a surprised sound in his mouth, and a curious gust of demon wind came, and the air instantly became dark, he impatiently followed the sound to look over, only to see a brilliant and colorful white beam of light in the near distance from the sky quickly crossed, causing onlookers to applaud, and then exploded into a prosperous fireworks in the distant clouds that escaped into the empty door to envy others, and then, more fireworks were easy to cold and quiet and noisy The humility on the dust, blue-white energy and pink beams are flying, in the dark night sky, embellished with a faint dreamy fireworks show, if the eternal night is a kind of sadness, then please destroy and sink!

Zhao Xiaomeng has never been an emperor who is high and plays power, nor does he have the idler's taste of "drunk and singing, life is geometric", and there is no "happy and happy" restaurant to buy drunk idle clouds and wild cranes! Besides, people in cultivation never care about glory and wealth, they are nothing more than passing by the clouds, and exchanging the floating clouds for shallow singing and chanting, everything is floating clouds, sinking rubble and gold, and refining fire with elixir. There is a world on the mountain, and the world is the world! It's enough to have you. "Go to the feast of the world and see the prosperity of the world!! Zhongdeng Suzhou and Hangzhou put the yuan lantern, and there is no fear of encountering extreme fear.

Luo Yansheng is cold and crazy, and Wuzhen sneers and blows the hot season.

The swallow mud saliva flower has a candle, and the soul disappears and the bell hangs a copper ring.

Continuing the yellow branches without round nights, embellished with autumn wind painting women's weaving.

There are women scaring ghosts, and the branches are hanging on the moon to watch the wind and rain.

A relatively young monk ran over and quietly asked Zhao Xiaomeng, "Senior brother, it's not easy to cultivate immortals, do it and cherish it!" Don't go astray because of a momentary greed, but I heard that the rich and thousand-year-old people in the mansion eat fragrant and spicy food every day, that is, sometimes the delicious snacks in the hands of greedy children, every day when the stomach is empty and the scriptures are obsessively recited, we can't help but always think about delicious things and drool! "You and the spring breeze are both passers-by, and I will take the autumn water to the galaxy!

The handsome and innocent Zhao Xiaomeng responded with a smile: "Eating meat every day and coarse tea and light rice every day, if you have to choose, which one will you choose, the former may be a rich family full of wine and food, and the latter is the people in the market who work hard every day for firewood, rice, oil and salt. Isn't that the same? They insist that if you eat the same thing over and over again, even if you are given more, the first taste will be delicious, but what does that unpalatable feeling taste like? ”

The little Taoist priest nicknamed who knows everything cried and said bitter words: "Although steamed buns are often eaten, there is no undelicious feeling, fixed and unchanged, and follow the rules, but it is better than nothing, you should not be too picky!" Some of them are all right!

Give you artistic inspiration, but you think that God is joking, there is no comedy that can't laugh at all, the tragedy of the world is worth paying every day and night, there is no fragrant picking, only the back still has a new scene of acting and ending, it is better to change the shadow puppet play to change it easily, that is the talent!!

If the old Taoist is present, he will definitely laugh and say: "I'm sorry everyone, I can't help it, I practice on the mountain and walk in the secular world, if you are a person, you must be a person, if you don't be a bad person, you must learn to be a good person, it is easy to be a bad person, it is difficult to be a good person, everyone must be humble in the world of cultivating immortals that compete with each other, right?" But there is no end, the enviable gods on the mountain, before ascending to the heights, looking into the distance echoing the top of the sky, some people say, the most powerful place of the sword, do you know what it is? It's the diligence of those who practice swords!!

This senior once told the high-spirited Zhao Xiaomeng that at the end of the East China Sea, mayflies are sad in the mountains and rivers, and cultivators are unknown in the vicissitudes of life! They don't believe in immortals, they are eternal immortal cultivators. These amazing otherworldly human beings, all of whom have the power of heaven and earth, ignore them, call for wind and rain, omnipotent immortals! They have always had endless dreams!

There is a world of cold and warm dramas, and when there is love, they will eventually become a family. The dry branches cry late without sadness, and the red paper book fragrance returns to the rain (crying rain period. Title: Sunny and rainless, care about love, sadness)