Under the blue sky, in the mountains, a little green horse ran happily, clicking, fluttering, strong four hooves stepped over the green grass and delicate mountain flowers, behind him raised countless dirt and dust, proud head held high, long mane and wind broke through this boundless spring color-

Winter goes to spring, and it's another year.

The warm spring breeze gently brushes the face, the warm sun quietly casts on the body, it is a spring afternoon, this is a wonderful time. Daoist Fang sat on the bench with his mouth open, chopping firewood for a while, shrinking his eyes and dodging, looking like a: "Dumb goose!" Daoist Fang was stunned, and then opened his mouth stupidly, and lowered his head shyly, which was really a bit like it.

The stupid goose is a new nickname for Daoist Fang, and it is also Daoist Fang's favorite nickname now.

Because she said it.

And she was sitting next to Fang Yin at this time.

Not far away!

What an ordeal!

What is it that makes an elven and eccentric young man suddenly clumsy, and what is it that makes Boss Fang, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, turn into a stupid goose! Who was drowned by that soft gaze like spring water, and who was like an ant on a hot pot, flustered, short of breath, restless, and even more helpless! Panicked, chaotic, the stupid goose craned his neck and wanted to call twice, but he couldn't call a single one! Miserable! Dead! The goose was lost and depressed, and he was holding something in his hand, and the goose didn't know what he was doing now: "Goose, goose?"

Daoist Fang swallowed his saliva, turned his head and grinned, his flustered eyes swept over-

The skirt, the hair, the face, the black light on the goose yellow, the white and red flowers.

But never dared to look into her eyes. If this is a kind of torment, then this must be a happy torment, Boss Fang is happily tormented by this torment, willingly, rather, just like this, forever! What martial arts, what literary talents, what heroic dreams and heroic legends, those are no longer important, and even have been forgotten completely. And this is the most beautiful feeling in life, and these are the most intoxicating enjoyments in the world.

Love?

Yuan Yan'er. Fang Yin.

Whenever Boss Fang wrote these words in one place, his heart would be sweeter than eating honey, more beautiful than drinking elixir, and even more light and drunk, and he was about to go to heaven! From then on, the great literati no longer studied literature, and from now on the little swordsman no longer practiced swords, and from then on, Fang Daoist was not willing to do anything or even think about it, he only knew that he would take a brush and write those words representing happiness under the paper again and again, and then he was in a daze.

"Idiot!"

"Gack, quack, quack!" There was a loud bang in his mind, and suddenly his eyes were full of colorful and beautiful flowers, and a goose swayed and looked around and walked among the flowers.

Suddenly!

And I saw it, a horse's tail.

Yes, yes, she is a horse's tail, and she still remembers that Boss Fang mustered up the courage to finally open the golden mouth, and the first sentence she said to her was one of the few words so far, that is-

Ponytail!

After that, Daoist Fang got the nickname of Dumb Goose.

What's that, what an affectionate title! Not to mention that her voice sounded so crisp and pleasant, Dumb Goose, Dumb Goose, haha, I'm a--

Goose!

It's an annoying spring!

Of course, Daoist Fang has been extremely strange recently, often in a state of half-madness and half-stupidity, and everyone is also looking at it. Of course, a genius is usually difficult to understand, for example, Daoist Lu is becoming less and less incomprehensible to Daoist Fang, and has turned a blind eye to this beloved disciple to nothing. Speaking of Daoist Fang, there are not many people around him, and even a few brothers don't understand that this boss who has tasted the sweetness of love for the first time and suffers from lovesickness! This is really a difficult thing!

Yuan Shi said: Boss, we are still young, and we should focus on our studies.

Zhao Ben said: Yes, yes, go on like this, hey-

Hu Feifei said: Good man, ho ho ho, you have disease!

You're sick! You're all sick! Boss Fang, who was carried away by love, was very dissatisfied, thinking that they were all little children who didn't understand anything, and they couldn't listen to others at all!

In particular, Niu Dazhi said, what kind of beauty is not rare, my old sister is called a good-looking one! Just kidding! Just kidding! Don't you say that this is not talking in a dream, this is talking nonsense with your eyes open, this is the biggest joke in the world! Boss Fang laughed, and he didn't bother to say anything to him! How could it be that the number one beauty in the world was her! There were still people who looked better than her? Hahahaha, this must be red-eyed, a fool and a fool!"

In short, they are all muddy people, the kind that has no eyesight and can't open their minds, only one person is a person who understands, only he understands the boss of Boss Fang, he is naturally -

Boss boss!

Boss Su said, this is called the hero sad beauty pass.

You see!

Look!

How good is this, it's like a human saying! Tsk, hero, beauty, lock me up haha!

"Dumb goose. ”

Originally, the chief of the dormitory was drinking, and suddenly said a word.

"Maniac!"

Daoist Fang cursed secretly, and glanced at him with disgust, then picked up the axe and continued to chop wood.

Goose, goose, goose

She.

Dumb goose, stupid goose, why didn't she say it again?

Ponytail, ponytail, what are you doing?

Fang Yin pretended to be serious and diligently chopping firewood, and secretly took the corner of his eye to aim-

In this place, there doesn't seem to be a normal person.

The little girl has just turned sixteen, and she is twenty-eight years old, and the flowers are blooming at the same age. The little girl is cheerful and generous, and of course, her curiosity is not ordinarily strong! You see, there is a sloppy and stupid goose here, and there is a beautiful and stupid goose that doesn't like to talk, how fresh and interesting! Hehe, look at him, he is stupid, he is really a goose! But when it comes to Uncle Su, this big stupid goose is not stupid, it is not ordinary smart! And it looks even more like that.

"Click! click!" The horse's hooves sounded, and the little green horse galloped from a distance, striding with his chest held high, like a majestic general! The general looked at the goose proudly and disdainfully, and glared at the big, bright, and curious black eyes. There's a horse's tail, here's a horse's tail, who's thicker? Who's longer? Look at it and see whose tail can reach to the sky! Hmph! Who are you? Do you dare to compare it with me? Come on, teach you what is high and what is low, and who is the real number one here!

Seeing that the tail of the foal was lifted to the sky, like a small flag! The little girl was surprised and delighted, jumped up and smiled and stretched out her hand to touch it: "It's so beautiful! It's so funny! You're Qingyun, what a good name!" Qingyun raised his head high and snorted, still looking so proud and disdainful! But he didn't dodge, letting the white little hand gently caress the long mane, looking very comfortable and useful.

"Fool...... Lust Horse!" Daoist Fang was angry and annoyed, and only cursed secretly in his stomach: "This is a horse without conscience, who went to great lengths to pick mountain fruits for it to eat? Who coaxed it to make it smile at it like that? Who kicked it in the head and almost died and used it as a treasure? It's me! I even gave it a name, but, but, but it-" But Qingyun never took Boss Fang in his eyes, completely ignored Boss Fang's good intentions, and it was inconvenient to not listen to Boss Fang's words, and he often lost his temper at Boss Fang, and even stared at Boss Fang with big eyes to intimidate Boss Fang to demonstrate, and even touched it with a face full of unhappiness-

It's like Daoist Fang treats Daoist Lu, like that.

――Why is that?

-- The goose never figured it out.

Qingyun hissed and raised his hooves and ran away, flicking the tenderness on his fingertips behind him in a blink of an eye.

"Puff!" the foal buries a big head in the arms of the dormitory, and begins to be an honest and obedient boy again, squinting his eyes and looking like he is completely coquettish.

This place is not only abnormal for people, but also for horses.

But the little girl was really happy, the little girl was so fresh and curious about everything here, this person, this horse, this peak, this house, this flowers and plants, because this was originally a mysterious place, a legendary place, because Uncle Su was originally a legend! The little girl was very willing to stay here for a while longer, but Uncle Su was so cold and unloving to everyone, so the little girl was embarrassed and had no reason to stay, until, until-

Until the silly boy becomes a goose.

Yuan Yan'er. Fang Yin.

The horse's tail must be placed in front, because the goose regards her as a treasure, more important than others, more important than herself, more important than anything else, and she must be put in the first place in her heart. And the goose is just a reason for the little girl to stay, just a reason, just a reason.

Goose, do you understand?

The little girl sat on the bench with a smile, took out a small embroidery bandage from her arms, and then threaded the needle and thread, and embroidered stitch by stitch with her head down, looking well-behaved and gentle. Daoist Fang lowered his head and chopped firewood, earnestly and hardest! Daoist Su was holding a bowl by himself, while Qingfeng lowered his head and stretched out his tongue to lick it inside. The wind is beautiful, the spring is boundless, what a beautiful moment it is, it looks like a quiet and beautiful picture.

So from then on, the three of them had a horse, and they lived happily here, as a man ploughing and weaving, and a beautiful and fairy-like happy child.

Of course that's a dream, a dream!

The stupid goose was stupid, but it was not stupid, the stupid goose was chopping firewood while peeking at it, and when he looked around, he suddenly felt that the situation seemed to be a little bad.

I'm peeking at her, and who is she peeking at?

Boss Fang's sweetheart was embroidering flowers on the one hand, and on the other hand, he turned his face sideways and frequently peeked at the chief of the Su Dao, or rather-

Old handsome guy?

This thing is a bit hanging!

Daoist Fang muttered to himself, not only did he feel that this matter was a little hanging, but he also found that his heart was a little sour.

The bright sunlight veins were projected on the handsome side face, the straight nose, the raised lips, the thin and shallow Taoist Cangsang, and the kind and loving eyes - the chief of the Su Dao was looking at the horse, but the little girl was looking at him, and it was the mellow breath accumulated over the years that deeply attracted the little girl's attention, just like the little green horse was attracted by the light and long aftertaste of the wine in the bowl, unable to extricate himself.

Su Dao Chang is a mysterious person, or rather a profound and silent person. The romance is not about Fengsheng, and the sleeves are speechless for the longest time, such a person is easy to attract women. Especially the little girl who is just starting to fall in love. There are many legends about him, which make the little girl intrigued, and the consequence of a little girl's curiosity about an old man is very serious! Not to mention that he is so handsome, and there is a little heart-warming Cangsang in the handsomeness, like a ripe and beautiful fruit hanging on the autumn branches, silently exuding its own fragrance, but it also makes it impossible for those who pass by not to notice it.

I've seen that a tragedy is about to unfold.

"Ahh

One person suddenly shouted, and was greeted by a few stunned eyes: "Silly goose, what are you doing?"

"Poof!poof!snort!" Qingyun glared dissatisfied, shaking his head and tail and roaring lowly!

Su Dao Chang smiled slightly and took the wine glass.

Daoist Fang sat down, pouted, picked up the axe and continued to chop wood!

The young man's mind, the foal doesn't understand, the girl may or may not understand, maybe it is just half-understood, even the boy himself doesn't understand him, he doesn't understand, he doesn't understand, but the chief of the Su Dao, who has come over, understands, all understands. Looking at the young man like weeds in front of him, looking at the girl like a spring flower in front of him, and looking at the childish pony in front of him, Su Dao Chang took a sip of wine in his glass. This time he did not leave in a very rare way, because he and her and it reminded him of his old feelings.

It was a seed, it was a seedling, it was a former stamen, it was a flower, it was a sentimental thing that made him nostalgic and lingering forever, his own.

Youth.

Let him be crazy, let him be stupid, let him live unrestrained! Let him see this world in all its various forms with his own eyes, and let him experience all the joys and sorrows of the world with his own heart! Let him walk his own way with his own feet, even if he is slow, even if he goes wrong, even if he deviates from his dreams, it will be fine! Just look at him, look at him, watch him use his own feet to break through ignorance, ignorance and fearlessness out of a path of his own -

Wouldn't it be better!

Cherish, cherish! Don't blame him for being confused, don't blame him for achieving nothing, don't blame him for being self-righteous, he's just a pretentious mortal, an ordinary stunned boy. There is only one thing in the world that people do not know how to cherish but are extremely precious, there is only one thing in the world that is long and fleeting, and there is only one thing in the world when you miss it in all kinds of nostalgia but once it is lost and never have it again, that is-

When you are young.;