The vast surface of the lake, the scales are shining, the branches and willows around the shore are fluttering, the residual sun is setting in the west, and the glow of late winter is particularly soft.

There is a young man standing quietly by the lake, his posture is casual and natural, looking from a distance, I feel that he blends in with the surrounding environment, and does not seem abrupt at all, as if he is part of that pattern.

A long flowing hair floats in the air, and the flowing sea dances appropriately on the forehead, with the delicate and delicate face of the young man, it looks extremely handsome

His face was calm, looking at the scenery in front of him, his heart was full of tranquility and peace, in this artistic conception, there was a wonderful connection with the surrounding scenery, quietly meditating, and slowly it seemed that the heaven and the earth were also quiet.

The young man liked this feeling very much, without the fetters and disturbances of the world, only ease and joy, although even he himself could not tell where this pleasure came from.

Since he had his first enlightenment in high school, he often subconsciously perceived everything around him, and naturally entered the artistic conception of silence, so that a wonderful power would arise in the depths of his soul.

This power makes him tremble from the inside out, makes him feel that he is the only being in this world, suddenly feels that everything is impermanent, and sometimes he continues to meditate, and even forgets his own existence.

Whenever it merges with the perception, it will gain that kind of power, but the mind cannot contain it all for the time being, and suddenly there is nowhere to vent the moving emotions brought by the enlightenment of the avenue, and the excitement at the moment cannot help but cry, and it is impossible to stop it at all.

Maybe that power needs a carrier to release it out of the heart, and tears are the most suitable!

As a result, he became more and more interested in the Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures and classics, and wanted to understand the truth of the Great Dao through the ancients, who focused on self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and must have extraordinary insights and explorations on the way to enlightenment. In their spare time, young people will read such books, and whenever they get the same proof of their own understanding in the book, they are inexplicably excited and excited.

I don't know when it began, his face has a sense of vicissitudes and immaturity at the same time, but these two contradictory appearances seem to be able to merge into one, which seems a little incomprehensible.

There is a saying in the "Tao Sutra": "If there is a lack of great success, if there is a great skill, if it is clumsy." ”

"He Ouyang Xiu Zhi Shi Qi" has a saying: "Great wisdom is foolish." ”

On the contrary, the movement of the Dao, could it be that he already has the Dao Form? Is this the inevitable result of entering and leaving the Dao realm and the purity of the nature for a long time?

"Monk, you are in a daze again, are you thinking about something bad, tell me honestly!" A pleasant and agile voice broke the young man's artistic conception at the moment.

Not only was the young man not annoyed, but his heart was full of happiness, and his baby-like innocent eyes were full of tenderness.

The girl in front of her, at first glance, does not look like a mortal dust, and when she looks at it again at the second glance, she looks like a good girl next door, with long hair, fluttering in the sea, and her hands are placed in front of each other, looking dignified. However, when you listen to her again, it gives people a playful third feeling.

The young man looked at her pursed little mouth, and there was a faint girlish body fragrance flowing in her nose. At this moment he had an urge to go up and hug the girl and kiss her mischievous little mouth, but in the end he held back, he didn't want to add a red handprint to his face.

He knew the temper of this little queen too well, and he didn't answer her words, and said softly: "Xiaoyou, you came back so soon?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of a certain monk who hooks up with a woman from a good family. An Xiaoyou teased, and after finishing speaking, she muttered in a very unhappy voice: "I've been watching you not far away for a long time, haven't you noticed that you are a stinky monk, what a nerd, I don't know what I'm thinking all day, I'm worried about my mother!"

The young man scratched his head lightly, smiled, and said: "I am a jade tree in the wind, with an extraordinary temperament, a dignified appearance, kind and pure, and an example of a righteous gentleman, how can I hook up with a woman from a good family." ”

After a slight pause, he stretched out his right index finger to slightly support An Xiaoyou's chin, and said, "If you want to hook up, you should also hook up with a girl from a good family like you!"

An Xiaoyou was stunned for a moment, his eyes bulged, and he shook off his hand, looking like he was about to have a seizure.

The young man immediately changed the topic and said, "Xiaoyou, why do you always call me a monk, if I am a monk, then what is a monk's woman?"

"Nun, no!"

"Monk, it's also very ugly, what's it called, ah!"

An Xiaoyou slapped the young man's head, she really couldn't stand his self-indulgent thoughts, and said loudly: "Bah, who told you to be like a stuffy gourd all day long, often in a daze." I am such a naturally beautiful, gentle and lovely, lively and kind, and otherworldly beauty, you sometimes ignore me, it's just a violent thing, you are not a monk or anything!"

"Oh, by the way, aren't you asking the monk's woman how to count. I'll tell you! The monk's mother is also a monk's woman, right, good son!"

The young man was speechless, he understood that if he had no discipline and no lower limit than her, he would simply admit defeat directly, throw An Xiaoyou a roll of his eyes, and stop talking.

An Xiaoyou was very proud, and said, "Count you smart, hum."

After saying that, he grabbed the young man's arm and pulled him to sit down on a bench by the lake in the park.

The young man said helplessly: "You are a naughty ghost, you have been playing all day, and you still have so much energy to make trouble."

"People are usually so tired from work, and my mother doesn't give me a good face at home, and often knocks on my head, woo... People are so pitiful, it's finally a weekend, of course you have to relax. An Xiaoyou seemed to be a little aggrieved.

"Who told you to be so naughty, so adult, like a child, never grow up. ”

Thinking of something, the young man couldn't bear it in his eyes, and said softly: "Isn't it me, although I have only just graduated, but the work of the two of us is enough for the house and the children, why do you still have to work part-time as a salesman?"

An Xiaoyou instantly calmed down, the whole person lost its due vitality, and all kinds of looks flashed in her eyes one by one, great sadness, deep guilt, helplessness and firmness in love.

calmed down and said, "I'm sorry, Zhaoming, you shouldn't have to bear this. The reason why I work so hard is just to reduce your stress as much as possible, I don't want you to work too hard, and at the same time, I want to provide stability for my children's future life. ”

"What stupid things to say, you don't have anything to be sorry for me, all your worries and troubles should be handed over to me. Ye Zhaoming slowly kneaded An Xiaoyou's soft with one hand, stroked her hair with the other, and comforted softly.

"Zhao Ming, it's good to have you, are you God's salvation for me! No matter how bad the mood is, as long as I listen to you, I can quickly calm down, this feeling is very reassuring. But the more this happens, the more I feel ashamed of you, why didn't I meet you earlier, it would have been fair to you. ”