The sky was slightly bright, and the first rays of sunlight shone through the cracks in the window and hit Ichima's face.

Once rubbing his eyes, he stretched, and opened the window to let the air in.

It turned out that there was a little rain last night, and there were wet patches on the ground in some places. Once I took two deep breaths of fresh air, this morning after the rain made people feel fresh and in a good mood.

Qingyang hasn't gotten up yet, and the quilt has been kicked halfway, it has just rained, and the sky has become a little cold, and I was afraid that Qingyang would catch a cold, so I wanted to help her cover the quilt again.

"This girl is really ugly when she sleeps, and she still has saliva, hey, I'm really convinced of you. He muttered to himself in a low voice, pulled out the sheet pressed under Qingyang's body, and covered her again.

Once I tidied up the clothes on my body, I took the basin and went to fetch water to wash. As soon as I walked to the courtyard, I saw the old man from last night, sitting under a tree and sharpening his axe.

The old man sat on a low wooden bench with his legs crossed, a straw hat with a missing circle on his head, his eyes squinted slightly, a few gray hairs fluttering in the wind in his ears, and a pair of large calloused hands held the axe, grinding back and forth on the whetstone. When I walked in, I smelled a fragrance of flowers, which permeated the old man's surroundings.

"Morning, old man, what are you doing here?"

The old man looked up, smiled, and said gently, "This axe for chopping wood is dull, and I am thinking about sharpening it." ”

Once he squatted down, put the basin aside, and said to the old man, "Sir, can you sharpen knives?"

"At this age, I've been chopping firewood for half my life, and I can't even sharpen my knife, so I can't talk about it, right? ”

While the two were chatting, they once found that the tree next to them was full of peach blossoms.

"It's not the season for the peach blossoms to bloom, but this peach tree is blooming, could it be that this is the peach tree from the fairyland that the old gentleman mentioned last night?"

"Hey, that's exactly what I'm talking about. ”

As soon as he stood up, he circled around the ten-foot-tall tree in front of him. He looked left and right, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was an extremely ordinary peach tree.

Is it the flower in particular?

Once I got close to my nose and smelled it, this peach blossom fragrance was no different from other peach blossom scents I had smelled before.

The old man was a little disappointed, so he asked him to put his hand on the trunk of the tree and feel it carefully.

As the old gentleman said, he gently placed his hand on the trunk of the tree.

The rough bark was warm to the touch, and when you calmed down, you could feel something trembling inside the trunk, to put it more figuratively, like the meridians on a human arm.

Puff, puff, puff......

This tree, this tree actually has a pulse?!

Unable to believe his hand, he took it away and placed it on another part of the trunk, feeling the same trembling, rhythmic, pulse-beating.

Is this tree alive? No, to be precise, this tree is like a living person......

He was amazed and amazed at how amazing the tree in front of him was. It turns out that not only people, but also trees are not to be disfigured.

The old gentleman walked over to Ichijo, took his hand, and moved to the height of the tree and the human heart.

"You touch this place, this place. ”

Once he put his hand where the old man was pointing, he gently covered it.

The beating here is particularly prominent, as if there is a spirit living inside, which senses that there is someone outside, and suddenly turns from calm to active, bumping into each other, as if responding to the people outside.

Old man: "The place you touch is where the heart of this peach tree is." ”

He was very surprised, "The tree can still have a heart?"

The old man explained: "All living beings can have hearts, and the spirit is born from the heart, and the heart moves with the spirit! The roots of this tree are connected to the earth, and the roots are one foot long, and the heart is connected by one foot. If people and trees can 'connect hearts', people will be able to feel everything that the trees feel. Childe might as well try to connect with the heart of the tree!"

"'Luoxin'?"

"It is the heart of man and the heart of the tree that connect and sense each other's feelings!"

Once he put his hand back on the heart of the tree, he calmed down and made peace with it according to what the old man said. He closed his eyes, flattened his breath, and felt it without feeling it sluggishly, keeping his heart beating like that of a tree.

After a few failures, once he grasped the rhythm, he seemed to feel his heart begin to fluff up, and it softened and pulled like clay, not uncomfortable or uncomfortable.

The two hearts of man and tree began to slowly connect with each other.

In my mind, which was blank for a while, some images gradually emerged, and they became clear frame by frame.

The gentle wind slipped through his hair, and the scent of earth hit his nose, and the sound of the wind, birds, water, and beasts in his ears was soft and soft.

He saw the endless mountains and rivers, the farming and the cultivation of the mountain men, the singing of birds and insects in the bushes, and the sound of the wind in the forest, and the cold of winter and the heat of summer, the alternation of day and night, and the movement of stars.

Everything in your mind feels immersive, as if you are in harmony with nature. The roots of the earth are the nerves of the human body, which are connected in all directions and cover the entire earth. Even a hare in the field jumping, a chick in the treetops wailing, and a grass carp spitting bubbles at the bottom of the river, once you can feel the slightest bit, and this moment is like that moment, as if you are there.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I found that I had not moved half a step, but was still standing in front of the tree, and what I had just seen, heard, and felt disappeared in the moment I opened my eyes.

He was so impressed by this miraculous ability that he looked at his palm, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The old man stroked Ipsa's back so that he could come back to his senses.

"Don't look at this peach tree, which is only a dozen feet high, its roots buried in the ground are hundreds of miles deep, and what you see, hear and feel in front of you is what you see, hear and feel wherever its roots touch. People don't need to go out to travel far, as long as they stand here, connect with this tree, and connect their hearts, they can know everything within a radius of 100 miles. ”

The old man gently patted the trunk of the tree and explained to Yichao with a smug expression.

"There is still a legend about this peach tree, is Childe interested in listening to the old man?"

He was always full of curiosity about these strange legends, and when he heard that he was going to tell him a story, he was as happy as if he had found a treasure.

"Haha, I like to listen to stories, and Mr. Lao will tell me about it. ”

The old gentleman sat down for a while, and he also sat upright, first cleared his throat, then stroked his beard, and told the story in style.

"Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a fairyland in the north, where people lived like ordinary people, and they would be born, old, sick and die. Although it is already a fairyland with beautiful scenery, there is not a single flower blooming in the whole territory. Without the embellishment of flowers, there will be a lot less colorful and vibrant. Once, when the people in the fairyland begged for a tree seed, God told them that if they could take care of it persistently, the tree would eventually bloom. After several generations of hard work, the seed grew new shoots, and the sprouts grew into saplings, and the saplings became big trees—the first peach trees in the world!"

"And the result?"

"The result is that the tree has grown! However, no matter how young you are, you have not been able to see the buds. ”

"Why?"

The old man stroked his beard again.

"Hehehe——, the people there at that time were the same as you, and they didn't know why. It wasn't until later ......"

"So, what happened then?" his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to know what happened next.

"Later, until later, a young man and a woman appeared in Wonderland. This man's name is Xuandu, this woman's name is Hongyu, and the two are childhood sweethearts. Xuandu likes Hongyu, but he is very shy and does not dare to show his heart to Hongyu, so he has to sit next to the tree every day and tell the tree his love for her in his heart. Day after day, the wind blows the leaves, people cling to the tree, and Xuandu still tells his endless love to the tree. Her smile, her beauty, and her bits and pieces seem to be the most beautiful, Xuan Du passed on the sweetness and persistence in his heart to the tree, and the tree was also moved, and many buds grew on the branches, but the buds still did not bloom. Helplessly, when Hongyu learned that the person he liked also liked him, it was a pity that Xuandu had unfortunately died of illness. She didn't eat all day long, so she had to go under the tree every day, where Xuandu used to come every day, and sat in the same position, listening with her ears, as if she could hear what he had said, she cried and was sad. I don't know how long it took, Hongyu's tears ran out, and he became thinner and thinner, and finally he died and went with Xuandu! However, Hongyu's sad tears dripped on the ground and seeped into the soil, but they moistened the roots of the tree. It is such affectionate and infatuated, even the trees are moved by it, and the flowers full of branches bloom, just like the love of Xuandu Hongyu for each other, thank you for ten thousand years!"

"I didn't expect this tree to have such a poignant and moving love story. ”

Creation makes people, but the love is deep and shallow, and there are lovers who will not be able to depend!

Alas——, although the story of the red rain in Xuandu ended in tragedy, the fairy tree was able to bloom later. This fairy tree bloomed the first flower in the fairyland, and it was also the first peach blossom in the world. The dream and mission of generations of people in Wonderland have finally been completed, in order to commemorate Xuandu and Red Rain, from then on, the people in Wonderland, men are called Xuandu, and women are called Red Rain. The world calls the fairyland the red rain of Xuandu, the peach tree is named the Xuandu tree, and the peach blossom is named the red rain flower. ”

"Red Rain Flower? ”

Once held a peach blossom.

Although the flowers bloom beautifully, they have to pay the price.

Under the acacia tree, the flowers of Shou I bloom, hoping that the people of Iraq will know my mind and know my friendship. The helpless sea of love is endless, making people forget to return and refuse to look back!

Poor, you are no longer there, I have deep tears and bitterness, and empty sighs are shallow. Tears exhausted, willing to go with the end of the world. This life and the love of the monarch are like a cloud of smoke, and the smoke disappears!

Xuandu's love, speechless, deep!

Red Rain's love, stubbornness, and firmness!