People have good and evil, good and bad, reasoning and uprightness, and right and wrong speech. Everything has positive and negative sides, opposites and unity, which is a very ordinary truth. However, there are two sides to things, and the wonderful is contained in the ordinary. Counting the good and evil, the good and the bad, the right and the wrong, also have their own relativity, and they are not always static.

Like a dream.

There are sweet dreams and nightmares. Which one is good? Joy and fear, beauty and ugliness, this is the normal feeling of people, and the answer is obvious. But when people have dreams, they wake up from dreams, and when they wake up a nightmare comes to naught, doesn't it teach people to rejoice?

For example, Daoist Fang Yin.

I overthought about things last night, and I overslept during the day today, and when Daoist Fang woke up and opened his eyes in a daze, the sun had climbed from the wall to the roof. Daoist Fang lay on the bed, looking at everything strange and familiar in front of him in a daze, only to realize that he had done it alone-

A dream.

What a long dream, what a wonderful dream. The young heroes are strong in martial arts, happy to take revenge, and look at the world to kill in all directions; the young general's white horse and silver spear, holding his bow and sword, and killing the enemy and breaking the formation are vividly vivid; the old man of the rivers and lakes eats meat and drinks in a big bowl, and the stars hold the moon and dominate the party. There are many, and there are many wonderful things, and there are countless wonderful things, how can they not make people's hearts excited! It's a pity, it's just a pity, when you wake up, all the good things come to naught, and the full moon is still a mirror after all.

Reality, dreams, teach people how to be embarrassed!

Everything is fake, only the cold saliva on the pillow is real. Daoist Fang came back to his senses and sighed with a wry smile. The dream vanished, leaving a few sighs, not to mention the disappointment and melancholy in my heart, and the confusion and loneliness in my eyes flashed interactively. Why is it not a dream at this time? Why is it not true in a dream? Happiness and sorrow are clearly two worlds, the unreal and the real, only separated by a thin line. How can you not teach people to be speechless? How can you not make people sigh? A dream is just a dream, a beautiful dream after all.

Done, that's enough.

When Daoist Fang came to his senses, he found a cruel truth in front of him: due to time constraints, the morning escape plan that he had carefully considered and painstakingly set yesterday was aborted.

It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity! Fortunately, today is not a success, and there will be tomorrow, and if you miss the opportunity this time, you can wait for the next opportunity, and the plan can't catch up with the changes! It's not a big deal to be negligent for a while, and people with a big heart and a smart and clever person never take temporary gains and losses to heart, nor do they take their own small mistakes seriously. Daoist Fang smiled freely, climbed out of bed and walked out of the door humming a song.

When the sun shines on the head, the sun makes the body warm and very comfortable. The injury has been healed, but he has been in bed for too long, and his body is a little weak. The courtyard was very quiet, and the old Taoist thought that they had gone back to their rooms to rest. Wandering around, activities, convenient and convenient, easy and relaxed, the weather is good, and the mood is good. Boss Fang walked slowly to the stone table and sat down slowly holding on to the table. The palms of the hands are almost better, but the buttocks are on the stone bench, and the wounds are still a little painful-

Sooner or later, this account will have to be recovered with interest!

Don't hit the palm of the hand, hit the back of the hand! After that, beat his ass into four pieces! After the beating, he turned his head and left, and left him two words coldly:

Retribution!

Majestic and wonderful, that's it! Humiliate him!

Lu Laodao cried loudly and begged for mercy, while Boss Fang held his head high, his face was serious and he snorted: "You, do you know the mistake?"

"I was wrong!"

"You, are you taking it now?"

"Obey it!"

"Well, there are a lot of them, so I'll spare you this time. ”

"Thank you Fang Daxia for not killing, the villain will never dare to beat and scold your old man again. ”

"Count it as your interest, go back and recuperate. ”

"Yes!"

Daoist Fang smiled, smiling happily.

The wind gently brushed his cheeks, slowly blowing away a brief white dream.

The illusory image shattered like a mirror, and the rest of it was a heartfelt sigh and a smile on the lips. But I was never depressed in my heart, and I just sighed at the age when I loved to dream. There may be a day, but that day is close at hand, far away. Just like the white clouds in the sky, looking not far away, but never touching her tenderness in her life. The ethereal clouds and the changeable mind of a young man are generally wonderful, and they can only be understood, not spoken.

Looking up at the sky, the blue sky is like the sea, dotted on it, like a white sail raised in the sea. Looking around, the line of sight was blocked by the courtyard wall, and I could not see the undulating mountains, but only the towering peak. Shangqing Peak, Shangqing Peak, be a man, not be willing to be mediocre, and strive to be outstanding! However, the peak is high and ten thousand people are born on the flat ground, if there is no foundation, how can it be volleyed? The mountain has its high foundation in the soil, the sea has its broad foundation in the water, the soil is accumulated, the water is gathered into a miao, no matter what kind of spectacular scenery in the world, it is formed by a little bit of tiny condensation.

What is the foundation of man?

In the darkness, the inner chaos opened slightly, and a little spiritual light escaped, flying lightly. It was a lone star in the sky, floating in the boundless darkness, and it was a sailing lamp on the shore of the vast sea. It is ahead, guiding me, wanting to come forward and get acquainted, but unable to see clearly. Thinking, feeling, gaining, is realized. Inspiration, perception is born in the heart, and the foundation of people's success lies in perseverance. Conscientiously step by step, through a difficult trek, in order to reach the final destination, step by step, only bravely climbing, can reach the top of the peak.

If you don't accumulate steps, you can't even reach thousands of miles, and if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become rivers and seas.

The predecessors said that the latter can wake up?

A large spider web under the tree, in the style of gossip, stands in the wind. There are three or five small flying insects on it, and their bodies have long been shriveled and dead that they can't die anymore. There was also a black and fat beetle, when it was not long after it was caught, it was still full of energy, and kicked the thin hairy legs around: "Fun! Fun!"

Leaned over, widened his eyes, and looked closely—

The black-shelled beetle had a round belly and a pointed head, and its body was as big as a finger's cover, and it was very powerful at first glance! The beetle strayed into the trap, rushed left and right, and was eager to get out, and the cobwebs made it tremble again and again, and it shook for a while. Spider silk is a very soft and delicate thing, how can it withstand such a strong pull? Unexpectedly, it can withstand it, it is one thing descending one thing. After watching for a long time, the fine net was in danger and did not disperse, and the soft silk was about to break, and after the beetle bravely rushed to kill, it had gradually weakened and slowed down.

Daoist Fang was a little strange, looking at the cobwebs left and right, but he didn't understand the mystery.

Little Zhuge Liang sat alone in the military tent, set up a gossip array, and caught the flying generals alone. Spider webs can be seen everywhere, and no one knows them? Spider silk is less than one-tenth the thickness of a hair, and it can be broken by blowing, why is the web so strong? How many people know? Don't look at it as a small spider web, there is a lot of knowledge in it. The silk is soft and tough, the web is thin and dense, and it can be transformed, and the body of the insect is suspended in the air, and the feet and limbs are helpless, and it is difficult to borrow strength; the above is common sense, and it is not surprising, if it is said that the spider web is so strong, the biggest mystery is-

Knot.

The web woven by the spider spinning silk is not flat and straight, and if you look closely at its criss-crossing places, there are knots formed by silk threads. Whenever the cobwebs are stressed, the silk threads in the nodes stretch and retract to divide the force. How wonderful, it is the surname of heaven and wisdom that has created this masterpiece of nature. Everywhere you pay attention is learning. Daoist Fang didn't seek much understanding, and saw the little beetle trapped in the net of heaven and earth struggling and unable to escape, and he felt great sympathy for a while. In addition, after waiting for a long time, a big drama of an eight-legged spider vs. a six-legged black worm was delayed, and I couldn't help but be quite impatient: "Slippery spider, coward!"

Daoist Fang's chivalrous heart rose, and he reached out and gently pinched the beetle off. The little worm who was in sympathy with the hero was finally saved, trembling and thanking the great benefactor for his rebirth, and staggered and flapped his wings and flew away. No thanks, a little broken worm is not worth Fang Daxia's shot, this is just a prank. Boss Fang has done a lot of good things like this in the past, of course, he has rich experience, and he has his own plans in his heart, the show is not over yet, so he stares and continues to watch-

Sure enough!

A big gray-haired spider with eight legs probed out of its brain, crawled along one end of the silk thread into the web, and pounced impatiently! Tossing such a big movement, like an earthquake, must be a big thing! Suddenly there was no sound, and the prey was exhausted. Hurry up and get out, now you can have a good meal! Huh, what about the big guy? The epicenter is empty, and the big spider is stupid. How well this web is woven, I know it in my heart! I have never missed it before--

Impossible! Impossible! The big spider was still unwilling, looking for a mess in the east and west of the web.

No, no, no or no!

In desperation, the big spider had to return the same way with a stomach full of doubts and a serious blow to his self-confidence.

"Fool!" Daoist Fang sighed and sat back on the stool contentedly. It's boring to sit anyway, and then go to find the next goal. Is there anything fun? Of course, there are many fun things, only you have the intention to pay attention. People who love to play can find fun wherever they go, no matter who is around them. Boss Fang is the top master in this way, and in the blink of an eye, he found another pistachio.

It was a small black ant hurrying down the road with its head down.

What's so fun about an ant? Yes, not only that, but it can also play tricks for you. Boss Fang smiled mysteriously, took out half of the steamed bun he had eaten last night, took two bites, broke off a piece, and put it on the path of the ants. The little ant was stunned, cautiously approached and stretched out its tentacles, and when it smelled it, his mind was blank! A heart was pounding, and it was about to pop out of his throat! It was so fragrant, the fragrance of noodles, luck, great luck!

Face the mountain!

Such a huge amount of food is enough for a whole family to eat for several days! This, this, isn't this a great achievement? The little ant was full of joy, but he didn't bother to look closely, and immediately turned around and ran away in a panic. After three or five breaths, more than a dozen little ants were killed together, and they turned up and down a few times around the steamed buns, and then gathered together and touched each other with tentacles, looking like they were in a meeting. A few of them left, and the rest stayed behind to guard.

In the blink of an eye, countless ant armies flocked to all directions, densely climbing on the steamed buns, and dividing them into parts. Today is a good day, you don't have to work hard to forage for food, and pies will fall from the sky! The ants each brought large or small crumbs, some fast and some slow, and dragged them away one after another. The ants are in a chaotic formation, and they seem to be scurrying around, but they go to one place, and they return home with a full load! It is not necessarily a good thing to drop the pie in the world, of course, this is another prank, this is an insidious trap!

If you come here, you will be safe, and you want to leave? But it's not that easy! Boss Fang snorted coldly, leaned over his index finger to the ground, and drew a bowl-sized circle centered on the steamed bun pieces, and wiped out the ant army! In a moment, all the ants walked to the edge of the circle, and they were stupidly stunned! Immediately, they stretched out their little tentacles to probe left and right, and walked east and west, but they could not get out of the circle, and they all looked confused and flustered! Obviously, this road is not right? The terrain is not right, the smell is not right, it is over! I am lost, and I can't go home!

Seeing that a group of ants were dizzy and couldn't find the north, Daoist Fang smiled and smiled proudly. If you have a long surname, you can't take anything that is not clear, so as not to be targeted by those eyes in the dark! Although the ant army has fallen into the trap, there are many of them after all, and some of them break out of the encirclement in a daze and flee in all directions! Daoist Fang was already prepared, stretched out his finger and slashed to the ground, round after round, big trap and small circle. In the blink of an eye, five or six circles were drawn, and the ant army was heavily surrounded.

The front is not right, the back is not right, the left and right are not right, the ants repeatedly crawl back and forth in the circle like walking in a maze, completely without a sense of direction, and can no longer find their way home. Seeing that he had used a little trick to play with many ant soldiers, Boss Fang was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority in his heart! Compared to these tiny creatures, he was like a god! It was easy to rectify them, whether they were dead or alive, but in a flash!

This feeling is inexplicable, the way is not clear, and for a moment I sigh at the existence of humility, and for the time I am full of pride that soars to the sky! Can there be heaven outside the sky? Can there be people in the world? Who dominates the vast heaven and earth? Who looks down on all living beings? What is big, what is small, what is respect, and what is humble. I can't think about it, it's divine. At this time, you look down on this little ant, maybe someone is looking at you like an ant! If you say that this is a game, what is not a game? If you say that it is just a little ant, you should know that it is not only an ant.

I was stunned for a while, and then I looked at the circle on the ground, and most of the ants were gone.

Boss Fang sighed and ignored it again.

The way home, if you want to find it, you can always find it, and you will inevitably be confused for a while, and no one will be confused for a lifetime.

Do what you want to do, find your own way, and when you suddenly can't find the way forward, you might as well think about these persistent little ants.

Whether it's fun or boring, Daoist Fang lost interest for a while, just sat lazily and was in a daze. In winter, the warm sun is just right, the sun is hot, very quiet, very comfortable, very leisurely, very relaxed. You don't have to do things, you don't have to worry about it, you don't have to look at people's cold faces, it's good, it's good! Why do you always want to run? Where can you run if you run? It's better to be better than-

That's all!;