Everyone says that it is all empty, in fact, many things have always been existed, do not destroy, no life is dead.
I am a ghost, a small Rairo under the main hand. We can be the lowest in the sky, can only live in the dark hell, eternal life. My duty is to patrol in the bridge, it is a unique thing, because there is no more than the lonely ghost, nothing, nothing. I often sit in the bridge of the bridge, I'm looking at the soul of the lonely, the loneliness. Every day, month, year, day, day, year, year. One day, the Round-reincarnation called me and said that I was loyal to the duty, because I have patrolled 300 years in Nai Bridge, there is no error. So he made me have a soul messenger, so I have the opportunity to go to the world. The world is indeed very good, everything is, which is a dream than the gloomy and dark hell. Unfortunately, I am going to others every time, and I am going to take someone's soul. After a long time, I know that I am a kind of person, I should be a ghost, it is the most fear of people, because let's go, it means the end of life. I only have a bitter laugh, because people believe in fate, afraid of fate, by the way, we have hated it in. Time is always too fast, and it has been in a hurry for a hundred years. I said to me, you have 400 years of road, wait until you have 500 years of travel, you can go to the Return, or practice in hell, do a god. I am very happy at the time, I am happy, this may be my first smile. The white immersed big brother is laughing at the scene, saying that I am smile hard than the ghost. I think: I was a ghost, and it was more umless than I smiled, and people were smiling, most of them were scared. In the last 100 years, I will continue to work hard to pay for everything that I will pay my reincarnation. But I think this is still long than the original 400 years. I expect it to come. On the day, I must go back, go to the world ...
One day, I will walk to the side of the bridge, and the darkness is vividly sobbing. I walked over and saw it. It turned out that a female ghost was crying there. I asked her why she stayed here, she said she accidentally got out the lantern that illuminates the line. I was happy to help others (ghost) when I was in a good mood, so I had a good mood, so I said that I can take her to the round. She wiped tears, smiled at me: "Thank you." At this time, my chest seems to be smashed, my heart is so messy ... I have never seen so good ghost, I only I feel that my feet is like a soft ... I got the Round, the Sherner looked at her record, saying that she is dead, can't go through the back, can only live in the city. She cried at once, and I also had a softness, and the Division did not let her go to the tire. The division sent fire, and I went to me, I was shivering, she scared did not cry again. I took her to the dead city to report, I didn't say it in the road. When I arrived in the city, I let her go in, she nodded and walked into the city. I went far away. At this time, she looked back at me and said: "Thank you." Her figure gradually disappeared in the city gate, leaving only I stayed there. One day in the days, I am surprised to find that I still miss her. So I occasionally ran to the dead city, secretly see her. I found that she often hurried to the township, there was a whole day, then crying. I don't know why, every time I see her crying, I also want to cry ... Spring has quietly left, and pouring Yanghua has made a snowflying snow. When the swallow turns back, the sky is accompanying the splendid fall, and the far away has disappeared in the eyes of the water. Inadvertently, there is a kind of faint heartbeat, but it seems to still haunts the heart, and I have never returned with Nanyan. That year, I found her grave. Front, a glass of water, three-color fruit, two people crying, a big man, a child. I have looked at the two people, a sad thing that never had ever, lost in my heart, I stayed there for a long time, until late at night. Drinking a glass of wine, poor alcohol, but I can't feel anything. Once, I accidentally asked how to be big brother, how to kill people can take a tire. He said that it needs causal. I asked what is causing. He said that the cause is actually the price. If someone makes the opportunity to take the opportunity to give someone who have no chance, then it can be tire. He also said that this opportunity idiot will not be willing to give others. The days have passed for a long time, and the Round-reincarnation is called me, saying that I am full of 500 years. Ask me what choices. I said that I am willing to go to the tire. I will go to the director. I am willing to go. I said that I am willing to let her go to the tire. The company watched me with great eyes, and the white impermanence was more surprised to get the tongue. The Division told me that if I gave up 500, I will re-do a ghost. I said, "I am willing to do this." After I finished, I left quietly. At this time, my heart was calm, it seems that I didn't happen ... she left the day, I secretly looked at her until she Drinking Meng Po's tea soup, got a turner. Far far, I can't see her, I can't help but come out from the hiding place, I hope to the distance. Meng Po is surprised to look at me, slowly sighing, continue to play with her tea soup ... I turned into a ghost, or be responsible for patrol, I will go to the Nai Bridge head every day. I believe that there is a day, I can see her again. .
After a day, I was a day after the day, I watched another day again, and I have fewed a few days. The Round-reincarnation is called me again, saying that I was in prison for 500 years, and I can choose my own way. The master said to finish, I am awkward, it is a 500 years, I have been in the bridge every day in 500 years, but I have never seen her back ... The Si Dynasty saw that I was unclear. Sigh. I came to the bridge in the fascinating. In this bridge, I took 1000 years, on this bridge, I have been waiting for 500 years. 500 Sangtian Sea, even the stabbed is also full of moss. I didn't wait until she returned ... Later, it would be in the middle of the way. If people are going to shoot, I know that she will become a way, is a woman or a man. I suddenly found my own stupid, stay. Why do there be such a arrangement. My eyes have a lacrimal tears in an instant ... in the dark, a crowded ghost. This time, I don't know what I should look forward to ... I have passed, as the tears in my dreams last night, I can't find it. The endless heart is exhausted, and it is like a drum, and there is a world to collapse. When I woke up, I only left a wrap that I could not stand, such as ancient text, no coming. But then the whispering whispering, but like lightning, tearing the eternal night sky. I don't know what I have, I don't want to go to the dream of floating clouds. I know, I will not be sad, I naturally won't cry. String, don't sing, sad, there are too many sad things. Letter to fill the words, difficult to smash, people in the world, who knows? And I am like the wild flowers in the wind, I don't know who will open. It is like a wild grass, and I don't know who will be green. I will give up the wishes of the tire again. I am afraid that I will see the temptation of my red dust ... I am afraid that I can't ask me to smile ... I am in the middle of the way, I am not doing this dust. Fairy. I still sit next to the Bridge, be a ghost, waiting for a person who may no longer exist. Sitting in the bridge again, I looked at the ghosts of the bridge, and their faces seem to have a story. In the eyes of their void, it seems to tell the moment that I used to have ever. Looking at their confused, I am fortunate that I still have a sense, I gradually understand, the world gave all the countless question mark, and where is the answer you need to find? Hell? I think, because I have too much question mark in my heart. I have returned to the day without joy, no hope, no sorrow, a ghost day. The belief is in the case, the belongs should be sang, whoever, the sound of the sound, the rhododendron, and the good people think. I don't know how to tell the new words ... and who can know the two center words in the strings, a life! Strings, hate, hard to pay, only half of the hometown, a sinusing.
Differentiated, only picked up countless throws in my mind. Looking back, things are people are not alive. Manchi gathers the memory of memory, who knows that it becomes a wild unmanned boat. The days continue to pass a day, I walked over the bridge a day, although I no longer expected, I will not help but expect the past, see if there is the shadow that I can't forget from the bridge. . Every time, I will secretly feel that I am stupid, I am a few words in my heart, but as long as I go here, I will do this stupid thing. Even I still got a dead city, I want to see if there is still the soul that is crying on Wangzikai. In the late days, I started a little regret, regret why I didn't talk to her when she left, and she regretted why she had to hide when she left, she didn't look at her last eye. When she left, when she left ...... Fortunately, you can remember the color of the world; there is a memory in the world, you can remember the darkness of the world. Time magic puts the color and black and white overlap, torn it, put it ... Leave a festive paper, let me chase, go to flatten ... In order to forget, in order to forget, I can't forget, I can't forget. all. Flowers bloom in spring rain, as the autumn wind fell, petals light dance, let the final beauty sing a song of reluctance in the sun. I don't want to leave the petals, just like I push into the heart. The god of nature, you let the gentle spring breeze awaken the soul of the flower, why make the ruthless autumn rain, the life of the flowers, the world should have the end ... I will always be too hurried, wave, the sky is still. I passed the passengers, and I will look back in the way. At this time, I have already lost my life, and the applause ended in the ear, but only myself on my own in autumn. Participate is always too hurried, waving, and seems to stay. In the autumn wind, the people in the autumn wind, who have been flying around the dress of the skirt, the gentleness of the idiophone, the line of kite, the more flying the kite flying away. The wire has already been broken, and the kite has long been unknown. I don't know that everything is over, I still hold the cut line, waiting for the return, return. Although it is always too rushing, waving, and then remember your breath, often missing your long hair, and occasionally looking for your shadow ... When the autumn wind is coming again, I don't know if all this is like a residual flower. Blowed by rain, pushing, annihilated, no traces. It's hard to meet, it's easy to face, it's a jade flower like a snow ... I have been a long time, I have been long ... that day, I saw the King of the Bodhisattva. The Tibetan King Bodhisattva is the highest god in hell and is also the most moderate and most kind. The bodhisattva of the Tibetan King Daddy saw that I was confused in my heart, and he was very amazed to me, and a ghost actually had such a heart. He sighed: "Bitter Sea sentient beings, look back." But I always can't understand his words. I gave my bodhisattva to all my heart. Bodhisattva asked me: "What is the edge." I can't answer, the Bodhisattva asked me: "What is a love." I don't understand. Finally, Bodhisattva asked me: "Do you have any wishes?" I can't restrain myself, crying and crying, I will make me a person, ask for bodhisattva let me and her, knot a dust. The Bodhisattva promised, and I used to use my millennium to change the turn of her classmates. Finally, the Bodhisattva said to me: "Everything will follow," I seem to nod.
On this day, I finally reached the way. My family is a local giants, I am a young master. Slowly, I grew up, I like the girl of the neighbor. Her family is my maid. She is in my home from my family. When I was young, I played together, but I grew up and gradually alienated. But I found out that I like her one day. And I think she should also like me. At the age of 18, the parents could ban my request and made a relative to her home, and her home had agreed. That day I met her at home, I was happy with her. Who knows, I saw that she revealed the incomparable hatred in her eyes. My heart was solid, I went home with an uneasy mood. What will happen if you want to happen. Sure enough, in the day of marrying her, she and a man in the neighboring village were away. I am big and thunder, send a large number of families to catch up, I am also flustered. Soon, I caught them, I am surprised, confused, timid, I don't know what to say, just looked at her, watching her. She also looked at me, the vortex of hatred in the clear eyes swallowed me. Suddenly, I have interssed the intersection, and I hate me !! "I am black in front of me ... When I wake up, my family told me that she and the neighboring village have escaped, and finally double jumping cliffs.... To this news, everything in the world does not exist, time and space is turned into a dark ... The wake of love only leaves a gray outline. The past crystal made a loose sand carving in my hand, blowing it by the trend of time and space, a little bit, changed. Where is the wind? You don't want to bring me, but you take at least my heart, please don't leave me, call the end of the world, endless call. The night will come, life will disappear, why can't the two heart words can't be unspeakable, why the two center words can't overlap! ?
When I woke up again, I found that I have been in the bridge, and I stand around me. Waiting for me to come back, let me tell me, I will tell me soon, I still tell me, the woman who is like suicide is that I am waiting for people, now I have gone to kill the city ... My mind is chaotic, all broken memories, I don't know what it is ... White is going to bring me to the Tibetan King Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva smiles. I can't help but ask Bodhisattva: "Why will she hate me?" Bodhisattva said that this is cause. I asked, what is causing. Bodhisattva said: "I have a cause. You have given her a turn, she is half-life to serve you, this is caused. You give her a reincarnation, because she died because of you. She died because of you You once again reincarnate. People often have a birthday, in fact, there is no success, there is here, this life is here. There is always no life. "I feel that everything is a misunderstanding. At a specific moment, a particular person has taken a specific person. It seems that you can see a foreseeable result, but the world is not the case, I am wrong. I missed the brightness of a thousand years. I missed two paragraphs of the happy life. I have realized the reincarnation in an instant, because there are countless mistakes, countless regrets, countless expectations, countless lost, to come to compensate for it. But even if the reincarnation, how can the people who have a stagnation time and space can remember the past past as the pointer of this life? ! Returning is the scriptures of the Buddha, so that the people who lost their lives in the Suihai are the shore, but how can the persistent people understand the heart of the Buddha, and they will repent. At least, I have no regrets. In the end, I understood the bodhisattva to fill my heart, but I still didn't respond to the Bodhisattva, I don't want to taste the bodhisattva. Because I feel happiness and feel sad. Have a happy, have a heartache. Have a dream of thousands of years, have had the fate of the past, and I have been very satisfied. I finally gave up the continued reincarnation or practice, I am willing to live forever, I have continued the dream of the millennium, and I will always be a ghost.
Because, I believe that one day, I can see her again, then she will never change ...
Falling red
People have the heart, they will think of a lot of things, and they will forget a lot of things. I don't know if hell is ghost. Every day, I feel that myself becomes cold, many past things, I can't remember, I gradually forgot the moment, my mind, my heart, forget, almost all forgot ... . Life is bitter, unhappy. This is what the Bodhisattva said, I believe that the Bodhisattva is right, but I really don't understand, since there is a ten feet red dust, why is it empty? Since it is empty, why do you have to use a flower in the world? God Buddha is naturally awake, but how can Van Fu people understand the so-called real thing behind this appearance? ! Is this the trick of God Buddha deliberately tonless? Let people go back and turn back to the Buddha? ! So despicable gods, it should be under hell. However, I will never believe that God Buddha will play with the world because they are the most compassionate. Everything about it, how to explain? I am buried in the scroll, I am infatuated to Buddha, I want to know, all this, why? I still remember a little thing in the world, now think of it, you can't look back. If I can understand the cause of this, I believe that the pain in the world will gradually eliminate. I have experienced the confused and waiting for the millennium, I want to help those who are as confused as I, as painful people, just like helping themselves. Looking for 觅 觅, the cold is not aware of the year, unconsciously, I have been buried in the scroll for 300 years. The Round-reincarnant once called me back, saying that my avenue is formed, I want to be the judge around him, I will decline. Bai impermanent surprised to drop the tongue to the ground, saying that I have already seen it, I have already arrived, I have to fly during the day. I didn't say anything, secretly in my heart: I am not monk, empty, what is wrong, but I am confusing myself. But I don't know when I start, the people around, should not be a ghost, all politely, the Bodhisattva often calls me to listen to him. In fact, I can only understand, even if I understand, I still don't think it is right, because I believe that there is a self-truth between the heavens and the earth, what is the truth? I think it is going to make people live longer. Bodhisattva said that every desire is to be cut, but I feel that there is no reason, how do you live with life? But I didn't dare to say, only only the only Ino, and then desperately looking for answers in the scroll. I have read countless scribes, there is a Buddha's family, and there is a Taoist, I have been halffully, and I feel that the truth is, but it is not what I want to find. Especially Mr. Zhuang's "South China", I was completely fainted by his butterfly flying, and the papers were full of paper. What makes me confused is that the Bodhisattva will ask my Zen machine, I want to open the river, I have to be silent. Bodhisattva smiles, I really don't solve their intentions, I am afraid. I have been in 200 years, I am very amazed to my own tolerance, still able to read the book, although my heart is not, I can read. It seems that reading is good, reading the passing, but the Yumph Bodhisattva is addicted to the practice of cultivation, and I have learned some kind of rushing, turning the valley, and the change of the change.
My little ghost, I have no qualification, I don't know what to use, but the Bodhisattva said that the practice of the law is the essence of the devil. I didn't understand, since Dharma is boundless, why there is an evil outside. But Bodhisattva said that there is a nomadic and unsothered. I am only Ino. One day, I was turning around the government, I didn't know how to sell tea soup. Meng Po is dozing off. I woke up her in the past, Meng Po suddenly woke up, hurriedly saw it, and he was relieved. I am very strange to be so nervous, she said, if there is a ghost, she didn't drink her tea soup, she made a big mistake. I asked her, why do you have to drink a soul soup? She said: In order to let the ghost people's memories of the world can't continue, let them have a regret that they can't make up, so when they are tired of pain, they will give up the turn and hearts. I am very surprised, this method is for me, it is deceived others, and it is deliberately torture. I asked, is it not good if the red dust is? Why don't you do people? Meng Po's face was panicked, and didn't answer anything. He hurriedly sent me ... From Meng Po, my mood can't calm, I don't want to believe that this means of people is reasonable. But it is indeed the sky, why is the weather be so unfair? The Buddhist scriptures speak all life, which means that all beings have the right to choose their own yearning, even if someone is unhappy, it can be understood. However, let all beings are suffering and turning back, which is obviously a scam. Avenue is also good, red dust is good, the universe is naturally born, there should be the value of it, why do you want to force them to go to the avenue? ! With a question, I will buried the first volume again. I don't know how many times, only one answer, only my heart is right, the reason? But there is no, no reason. Gradually, I am too lazy to see the book, just concentrate on cultivating the so-called deficiency. After more than 500 years, he was a thing in hell. It was a small thing in others. In my opinion, it was a big thing, changed my forever fate ...
Qin Guangwang's Zhu Xin judged Qin Chu in love with a woman (there is a happening when this kind of thing), actually stealing people. The hell messenger persuaded that the ten halls were sent to the ghosts to catch him back. Who knows that he is obsessed with it, and he will go to the world to meet with the world, and go out to escape. Finally, it was also caught, and the ghosts also took the woman's soul, and imprisoned her Yongyi in the normally, let the judge will never meet with her. The judge is sad and anger, the gods are sorrowful, the gods are angry, and they must be killed, and they will not be super life. On that day, on the soul platform, the sentence was tied by the chain, and the soul hook wore his bones. In addition to the tall body, it is not already contrary. I feel that my heart is twitching. I look at the King of the Bodhisattva with the Lotus Tibet. It is now gentle, but I am in the face of the eyes, and I think that I am in a cold, I only feel I am in my heart. Sinking, sinking ... The bodhisattva in the compassion, is your now in my heart lose compassion? ! The Qin judge was finally grayed by the five thunder. Everyone broke it for a long time. I secretly returned to the soul of the soul, and I only felt unlimited bleak. At this time, a wind blowing, one square wunt was blown by the wind, I quickly grab. Surprise, how can hell will have wind? I looked at the flavors and picking up. There are words above: That year, Qingqi Yanqiao, the West, the sea, such as the water, the cloud, the green, the lowbrery, the life, the desire, from this time, night and night rain
Good one is "point the lips"! A long sentence, sitting, night and night rain. I suddenly remember the past, lonely bridge, lonely ghost, sitting, empty, etc. A drop of tears slipped, infiltrating in the vegetarian, the sadness of the millennium is separated from everyone to break through the layer of heart, such as the tears on the worm spread in the heart. Just now, I don't know, this dripping is the flow of water is the Qin judge. Is it for her? Is it for acacia? Still flowing for yourself ... The wind continues to blow the broken cloth on the soul table, hell is there is no wind? Is it that the Qin Jie is not dead? The wind is getting bigger and bigger, blowing in the one in my hand, I seem to understand the wind of the wind, go down the soul, go to the direction of the normally, when it turns back, the wind has stopped, and there are priests The fragment of the red robe is like a deep autumn red ... I feel that the Qin judge may be ...
Quietly came to the cell that was imprisoned soul, the very embarrassing face can also see the soish charm, I can't help but sigh. I didn't think of ghosts, I will be sad because I am separated, because I'm sorrowful. I gave the girl to the ghost, I turned and left the threshold, I didn't want to hear the cry. After walking, I didn't hear the cry, but I heard a stunning song that came in the cell:
That year, Qingqiu Yanqiao, the West, the veins, such as water clouds, green mountains, low-eyebrows, this life, the desire and drunk, from this 痴 长 长 Night rain
The song is duck, but there is a sweetness; the song is sad, but it is brought for half a point. The song is getting farther and farther, but it is just a stone's day in my ear, I bite the teeth, I will pass the green smoke, and I will leave the Valley ...
That day, I understood what I was in love, and I would like to be a little bit of life and death. That day, I was tired of the deep abyss of hell confused. That day, I no longer pursued the Buddhist Avenue. That day, I left hell. That day, I came again to the world.
I rebelled the government, the avenue, I want to go to the world to find a real avenue. At the moment of escaing the ghost gate, I looked back in the 2000 government, "I will understand the true truth, I will come back!" I thought: At that time, I won't be confused again. Pain ... The floating world clouds are bright, and the mountains are also covered in a cloudy cloud. I am aimless to float in the cloud. My heart is full of feelings that I can't say, calm and flustered, and resolutely. This time, I maybe I will leave forever, this feeling of hidden my heart, let me feel boundless confused and loneliness. It is easy to leave, don't say good, don't wavy, but leave your own growth, just like a duckweed generally floating in the wind and rain, it will never forget this moment. Birds and flew, and the dead leaves were defended. At this moment, I finally understood the wanderer who died in a foreign land. Life has already died, and people who have to returne their own skeleton thousands of miles away. I don't know how long I can live, maybe 100 years, maybe 1000 years, maybe 1 0000. Ten thousand years long, I don't know how long it is, but I have time to end, I just don't know that day, can someone bring my bones back to the place I went today. The sun is punctured, and the light is sprinkled into the world. I stood in the sun, I feel a unprecedented, a skelier put a silk enthusiasm into my atrium, and the bright light seems to penetrate my body, such as the cloud is generally like transparent. Originally, the ghost is not sunshine, fortunately, the Bodhisattva taught me to cultivate fairy gates, I can receive a gift from nature. I can't help but remember the Buddha. In my heart, he is a kindness, I respect him, love to wear him. However, I almost again remembered that the Qin Juan's hope, smashing, such as the face of the squat, the dirty broken, such as the foot, and the face of the bodhisattva, the cold, the face, the deep Such like a green ... I don't know why there is such a complaint to the Bodhisattva, and I don't understand that there is so much unevenness to Qin judge. I can't forget the laughter of the bodhisattva of the father, I can't forget that Tianlei is coming, and I can't forget the soul of the soul of the soul of the spirit.
There is a mess in the mind. It seems that there are countless people to quarrel, pull it with me, pull it out ... I really don't know where I should be, which side. I stood on the road and looked at the pedestrians who came to go, everyone was in a hurry, hurried, hurried. I envy them, they know where they should go, and I don't know where I am going, no one tells me, I should go where I should go. The days of the world are really so fast, one turn, the sun is exhausted, it is going to be dark, the four weeks are also less, and occasionally a hurry, the face is also hungry home look. Home, how good. The wife in the family may have already dinked, waiting for the outside husband to return home to reunite, the children may be waiting to bring back the snacks they look forward to, toys ... and rushing pedestrians on the road, may think about their family Gentle wife and innocent children, there is also a child to take care of the children, the wife is smiling, the wife is very warm ... Home, I don't know, I don't know where it is my home. Suddenly, I thought of the home of my initial reincarnation, there was my father, mother, and her ... I was like a drowning, the people of the night road saw a shower. I can't suppress my heart's excitement "I want to go home!" When I was finally coming, I was in the wind, my little light, I turned into a wind, flying to the distance, far away, is my home, shidding Millennium home. If you still remember the location of your hometown, just over the mountain. I recovered this phase and walked on the mountain road. The mountain road is curved, there is a town in the mountains, named "Taoyuan Township", I have lived there. Walking on the mountain road, surrounding green trees, flying birds are noisy, and the wildflowers bring the breath of the world. It is a kind of blessing in such a world, I think. I found it again from the deposited memory, I was in this red dust, the spring flowers, autumn moon, the summer, the snowy and cold. The peach blossom before the hometown, I don't know if I still bloom when I come back again? Is there a playful urchin in the old willow tree in front of the village port pond? Is there a lively pub in the street in the past? Is the old house that I have ever lived? Has the play with the bamboo horse, is it reincarnated? I think about thinking, my footsteps are getting slower and slower, close to the country, the time of the millennium, the hometown, is it my hometown? It is getting closer to the town, my heart is getting less calm, my heart is like a mess, I don't know what to do. Panic, finally set foot on the trendy soil. The impression of the meditation in memory has been disappeared, everything is unfamiliar, strange street, strange trees, and people who are always strangers. Everything seems to be so familiar, the slate of the street is still the color, the trees of the trees are still in the past, and the face of people seem to have met, but I don't know why. After half a day, I finally found the family before the millennium. I have lived, I used to live with my parents. The old house has not been there. He has become a peach blossom. Only the broken stone lion that is standing in Lin Zhongli let me know, this is my home, the family before the millennium, there is no home. Slowly walk in Taolin, secretly pondering from the land under his feet, which position is home, which room, I have such a good memory, I can remember such a distant thing.
Gently looked up, far from the peach forest, the eyes of the eyes, the fog, Yan Yan, Tao Lin didn't see it, I am in my own home, the pictures of the cabinet, the patio, the patio, vain. It seems that the mother calls me to eat, and the study seems to have been screaming in my father. The east wall, the wall seems to have a little moss, what is the sound? It is clearly that she wishes me, I want to fold a peach flower for her, catch a little bird ... a petal falling, the lace is scattered in the water, and the waves are spreading, the garden, the courtyard There is no trace, parents, and the horizon play with the wave. Only peach blossom is still, the wind danced petals like a dream, such as the rain, such as a whisper, my heart is like a flying cloud smoke, floating with petals, falling ... Night, I took a pot of wine Next to Shishi, the stone lion said a night. I told it my past, telling my predecessor, telling my parents, telling my ignorance, telling my sadness, saying that I am helpless, I said my wish It is said that I am confused by it ... I have piled up with the stone in Shishi, let them as my parents' lover, with residual wine, pay homage to their far away. Wine into the loess, instantly dry, I hope to take this wine, I can wash away the sadness and misfortune I bring to them. I can wash away their heart to the sigh, I am unreasonable. But I don't know if this wine has this power, to comfort the scars of thousands of years, and make up for the millennium regret. I decided to stay in my hometown. After leaving the government, I lost the waves, I didn't want to stay away, I want to have a home, since it is my past life, it is my home. I was ready to live in the peach blossom, but the peach blossom is in the city, and the lonely, the lonely, which is cultivated in the land, makes it very well, and the neighbors feel that I am very blame, I avoided me, I am very sad. I want to live like them, but I don't know how to start. So I simply moved to the mountain outside the city, covering a grass house for yourself. Day, yearly, year, the days have been in the past, and I gradually habitually used to live in the world. I have opened a few acres of Wills, and I have a few kinds of vegetables, and I still raised a few chicken duck. Although life is bitter, I think it is very satisfied than the days of haze in the government. Occasionally go down, selling yourself, raising chicken duck, then drinking a few cups of small wine in the familiar store. Gradually, I forgot that I was a ghost, forgot the avenue you had to pursue, I seem to feel that I am a person, a leisurely fan. One day, the original calm mountain came a regular guest. That day, I was feeding the chicken duck, ready to take a break, drink a pot of tea. A Taoist walked to my door and wanted to chemical. I will give him some food and tea. When he reached his hand, his face changed, it became very ugly, his eyes stared at me. Then not say a word, turn around. I feel very strange, but I didn't expect a misfortune but didn't fly ... The next day, I haven't dinked it yet. I saw that the Taoist brought a big gang to run, there is a wife, there is monk, there are many Villagers. When they saw me, they were very nervous, then slowly came up, those who had not stopped, what I didn't understand. Those Taoists were shaken everywhere, holding the bells, and suddenly made my yard flying dog jumping, the vegetable field was also steadped by them.
I can't help but rush, ask, what are you doing! Who knows that the Taoist will come to me, a stinky, a bit of blood! I am anger, rush forward, waving is a punch, the Taoist is playing out a few feet, mouth vomiting, fell to the ground. I stunned, this I remembered that the power of my millennium is not the mortal can bear. Fortunately, I have nothing to do, otherwise the Taoist is dead. At this time, others wow, a Taoist said: "You are a devil! It is not afraid of black dog blood!" I am in a hurry, respond to: "What do you say?" I am not evil! I am! " Yes ... I am ... "I suddenly stayed, I am a ghost, I am a ghost!" Natedami called: "You are a ghost, you can't stay in hell but run to the world! Rao You must not !!" I am angry, I am eager! " ! I shouted: "I am not harmful !!" Taoist is called: "The evil spirits are not harmful, run to the world !! Dare to argue !!" I am very angry in my heart, I just want to be in my own hometown. Life, I want to have a home. Is this wrong? Who is not allowed to come to the world! who is it! ! I have no harm, I have never harmful. I just want to live here! ! ! My heart is getting more and more excited. The priest is even more likely to suppress yourself, read sound, ringtones, and fly everywhere, the broken copper, iron, and the broken copper, which makes me bother. The power of the hidden in my body suddenly broke out, I called my crazy, a yin from my body, quickly turned into a cyan cloud, and turned a strong whirlwind, flying sand, hunger, vegetable land The dishes were all blown, and the trees were also raised. Several and Shangdao were blown away by the wind, the rest of the people were shocked, and even the rolls climbed and escaped in the mountains ... The next day, I am ready to buy. Materials are good to repair the house. Who knows that I have entered the city, I saw that my people had a face, panic and escaped. People panicked, even the soldiers of the Tuen Mun did not know where to hide. I just don't know what happened, until I am going to eat something, I understand what happened. Old King saw me came in, scared and trembled, and said, don't come over, don't come over ... I confused him, he watched him: "Are you really ghost?" My brain suddenly born. I understand, everything understands, people can't accept ghosts, and it is impossible to accommodate ghosts and share people. I don't know what kind of feeling in my heart is sad. It is anger. I am helpless. I have turned out to go out of the pavilion of the old king, watching the air without one person, full of wolf streets. I want to yell, I want to call, I want to cry ... I took a pot of wine in an empty pub, leaving a few copper plates, and I went out of the city. In the peach blossom, I drunk half a pot of wine in a breath and put the remaining half a pot on the soil. Originally, I would like to make a real tomb for them when I opened this year, but I used it again. Anyway, I have no way to live again.
I thought that this is my hometown, but it is not here, I am not a thousand years ago, but now it is not!海 田, heaven and earth ruthless, who knows the world is so ruthless, a friend who once is familiar with, but because you are not his similarity and easily discard you, the passers-by that once rushed should also hide you, as if you are a flood, it is a poison ... ... this time I have no tears, but the convulsions in my heart are so painful, I can't breathe, I can't breathe ... "When" empty open pot is broken on the ground, just as my broken home, broken dreams. Where is the glow of the glow, the water, the water, the eucalyptus, the intestine, the intestine is also required.
In the days of the world, I am like a bug that is drifting on the dead leaves. It can't stand the day. The trend in the world will take me away. I want to resist, but I am weak, and I have no resistance. I don't know where my side is, I can only look at the tide of the tide, one is drifting. I am a ghost, people hate things, no matter what kind of mood I use, I can't get warmth, because I am a ghost. Gradually, I am in my own fate, during the day, I hide in the corner, secretly look at the football tidbits, night, I mix the flow of people, and experience the fun of red dust. I cast a shell for myself, let myself carry it, life in the world, and steal. In the morning, lazy sunshine came in from the window, and the sky was bright ... I suddenly changed some irritability, I don't like the morning and sunshine. The coolness of the morning and the heat of the sun make my skin feel chaotic, and the outside is hot and cold. It is a cold skin, which makes me feel a slight numbness and stinging. There seems to have many small insects on the skin, and it doesn't work. The mood is getting more and more annoying ... After another alcohol, there is an unity of alcohol. For others, I have just started, for me, happy life is over. I can't help but happen to this world, and all the gods in the world. I like the black night, because I am a ghost, in the silent voice, my heart is quiet, the dark night covers all I am not willing to expose everything in front of others. In the dark, I relax myself. At this time, I am really me. I don't need to be around, I don't need to be worried about the things around, even if I love the night's dream, I will not care. Because I am the same as it, it belongs to the dark ... In the endless night, I have flowed my mind, let it be turning like a tide, all the outer objects, have nothing to do with me ... more important is in the night boundless I am resurrected under the sky. I'm very lonely. I am eager to be close, eager to be concerned. I hope someone is with me, whenever, I am with me. Then, what a wonderful time should it be. The reality is very annoying. I am rare to talk to others and chat. Occasionally, I found a highlight of life, but it is just a glimpse. Slowly, I started to be irritated and started complaining. Finally, I still didn't get the gods of the gods, maybe God has abandoned me, I want to live in the dark. At the beginning of the Hua Lan, people are like a flying insect in the hive, I am eager to experience the noise, but I seem to have different spaces in others, although I can see each other, but never contact. Spring is coming to spring, autumn is coming. The tender buds that have been stretched in the spring breeze, long-standing in the summer night, danced in the autumn wind, I made a pony in the winter snow, and then the magic appeared in the branches, still one Green of oil oil. The grass is all Xinxin's business. If you have a buddy, there is a thing to go. Today's coming is yesterday. Looking at these powerful creatures, my heart string seems to be a song, and I am so urgent. It can be the same, although I am a ghost, but I have experienced the time of 2000, and I have also cultivated the avenue. I can also live in the world. I have left the government, I can't go back, and I don't want to go back. Since I come to this ten feet red dust, I have to be a "people" in the world, no longer a "ghost that can only live in hell." ". I wander around, I am sinking, I want to find a place for myself, and I will stand up.
I have to find a companion for myself. I have forgot to have seen how many geese Nanfei, I have forgotten how many times of milk swallow. The darkness of the foot of the foot is indifferent to the threatening smoke. Only I am walking in the world ... I remember the beginning of the year ... The scenery of the plug is indeed different from the Central Plains Jiangnan, the sky is cloudless, and there is no singing: Tian Dongyang, wild, wind blowing low The cattle sheep. I am aimless to walk in the grassland, looking at the mighty He Guilds, the sun is in the mountains. There is no road on the grassland, only occasionally the pastoral people rushed to the group of cattle and sheep. I feel very relaxed, maybe this is the broad open my chest, whistling winds and sand drive away my heart. I really want to say hello and talk to them, but I am afraid that others discover my true identity, I hesitate. I have to watch the animal husbandry rush to the cattle and sheep ... One day, I am sitting on a small grass, looking at the clouds flowing in the sky. The cloud change, it turned into a mountain for a while, and it turned into a hat. I changed a horse again, a sheep ... sheep? ! I suddenly discovered that I didn't know when I ran a group of sheep, sheep very cute. I only lost my head quietly ... I took a lamb in my arms, and I worp soft wool. At this time, a popcher ran to me, it stopped in front of me, staring at me, I also looked at it. After a while, the popmog is lazy in my side, I use your hands with its head, it sniffed my clothes with my nose, and licked my hand with my tongue. A figure ran to me, it is a person, I can't help but get nervous, I don't know if it is left, or it ... The person has arrived in front of me, the animal husbandry stood up, the intimate use of the head The legs of the person are constantly shaking the tail. The man looked at me carefully, I also looked at her, it was a girl, probably fifteen, six years old. I am uneasy, I am afraid that I am misunderstood, I am a small thief, afraid that others hate themselves, afraid to talk to others. I laughed with a girl, but she was tightly hugged in her hand. The girl squatted down and took a lamb in my hand and hug it in his arms. Then tell me, are you hungry? I didn't expect that she would ask me like this, I stunned, I don't know what to say. The girl walked to the hillside, seeing there is no reaction, so I turned to say: "Let me go!" Then brilliant smile ... I have never seen such a beautiful smile, no! I have seen it, I have seen it ... My heart returned to the millennium, in the side of the bridge, the unparalleled smile ... My heart is extremely excited "Is it her ?!" I don't know what to do. What or say, but your own feet have already opened a step, follow her. There is a yurt under the hillside. I stand outside, I don't know if I should open the curtain, and I rushed me again, and I strived to me. The flavored lamb cooked on the fire in the yurt, a tall man greeted me, she smiled and handed me a bowl of milk. I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do, anyway, what do they give me what I will eat, listen to them, know that the girl is murder, the tall man is her father. I will eat mutton, drink horse milk, his father looked at me laughed, she laughed at me, I also accompanyed.
After eating and drinking, I wiped my mouth. At this time, I laughed smile but I said to me: "You have eaten my things, you have to be my servant, this is the rule of the grassland!" I will again I was stunned once, but I looked at her serious face, I had to say it. At this time, she issued a white smile, his father also broke out the cool laughter again, only I sat there and stayed. His father asked me: "Where are you from?" I shook his head, he asked me: "How old are you?" I dare not say that I have been in 2000, so I was shook my head again. . His father secretly squatted "Will n't it be idiot ?!" She has been secretly laughing, and then said to his father: "This person is so fun, let him come!" His father looked at me, did not speak . I looked at her, from her clear eyes, I seem to have seen distant past, the past, the thoughts of the past, the past, everything, the past, I can't help but tears, I put the head On the ground, seek him: "Please let me stay, even be your servant, please let me stay." I sincerely begged, just like this year, I ask. Their father and daughter were surprised by my sudden emotions, but I saw my sincere face and tears, and I couldn't make a tone of beggar, and their faces exposed pity and sympathy. Finally, his father decided to leave me. I can't say it in my heart. I secretly look at her, I want to know her mood, her eyes are still so clear, but it seems to be in the depths of her soul, hide some doubts. I didn't dare to look at her again. In my heart, I made a darkness of the past, and I was afraid to see the gods. I am afraid of the fate ... I secretly say to myself: No matter how she looks at me, I will be a servant of her life, even if I am a slave, but as long as I can be together, I can see her, it is enough. ...... Since then, I will stay here, every day, with her, riding a sheep. Days of the day, I am praying every day, praying that she is always happy, praying that she will never take me, always let me follow her, always have her slave ... Although she never been a slave, but I It is a ghost, a ghost that can only be a slave ... I have heard the legend, saying that the mountains and grasses have spirituality, and they will want to be people, and they will become a human shape. Although I already have a humanoid, I still think about being a person every day, I don't know how many times, I have become a real person. After a few years, she grew up. When I looked at her, I will be fairy, but I have been suppressing my love for her, for her desire. I will never remember the illusion of the forever that I can't understand, and I can't help but die, the people who die. "I am afraid that I am deeply white" I understand this truth. I am willing to make a tree that makes her cool. I am willing to be a horse who is a spur, willing to be a dagger that she defensive, is willing to be a pot of her favorite tea. I also don't want to confess her in my heart, fantasize her, laugh, watching the flowers bloom ... I can't believe that I have a blessing, I don't want to guess whether I have a good time, if the beautiful dream is I am again disilled again, I will no longer be released ... Later, her father died, and I licked her for another tribe before death.
On the day of welcoming, she dressed very beautiful, the skin is more than the horse, the hair is more exciting than the pearl, the red halo of the cheek is better than the fall of the sky, the light of the eyes seems to be the sky of the sky. I looked at her, if she is my bride, if she is my bride ... I just felt that I broke into hell, sinking in the endless darkness, black mud, I swallowed me, everything I ended. Looking at her, I think she is so dazzling, in the splendid rays, I saw a pair of rippling eyes, the blood showed endless questions, I can't read the meaning of the eyes, because there is really Too much too much. Welcome to the team, I stayed alone in the grassland, standing for a long time, I don't know what I should do, I don't know, my heart has been hollow, and there is no. On the grassland of the night, I looked up to the sky, the black velvet curtain, there is a smile, and then I'm hidden. In the moment, Guanghua Wanzhang, the facilities, the stars, such as the rain, the world seems to be infatuated, just don't know that the hidden smile is the future memories of the past or the future of this life. I didn't find that I have long been tears ... I think life is really helpless, I don't dare to think about others, I don't dare to guess, I am afraid that everything is over. Who knows everything in the world has ended, and I will understand that I will understand that I should be grasped, but how can I know? ! The night of the grassland is so quiet, quietly let himself listen to the heartbeat, I can't sleep, I looked at the bedding she used, sniffing her if there was no breath, my heart was not sad, there is no remorse, I have over again Recalling her eyes, clearing the eyes of the water ... When I am, I always say that I can't say the thousand words that don't export. The walk is always going, the days you are, the wind will blow the breath you left, the Sun Moon will take away you once, and Baiyun will erase your old days, and the stars will cover you finally waved. That moment. I will always remember that time, if you first saw it ... Suddenly, a hand opened the door of the account, the silver moonlight filled the account, and the account is very horrified, and the account is outside. It is a face that makes me a dream! I can't believe everything in front of my eyes until she walked into the account and slowly sat around me. I found that I still hugged her bedding, I suddenly shy, I didn't know how to explain, I looked up, I saw her, she was staring at me, just like it was in the hillside. Like me. I can't say it. She gently leaned, and took the bedding in my hand, said to me: "Hold me ..." I can't resist it, I can't resist, I don't want to resist, a pair of trees, I blindly grabby her. Waist. She suddenly fell in my arms, crying and crying ... I held her tightly, she also held me tightly, grabbed my hand, we were crying. We have been a long time, until the tears are dry ... That night, she married me. I am very happy, very happy, it seems that I have found everything I want, and the gloomy fate has been left me. I think it is at this moment, and the government should also bathe in the sun. I can't help but thank God, thank them for their compassion, and they are separated from the endless sea, I really pray. We have come to a far-sgrass, and the days have been very happy, such as the water is generally fartarous. We still ride a horse like a young woman, shepherd.
