Little loli bent his eyes into a crescent moon, reached out and took off the small bamboo tube, looked inside, and it turned out to be another roll of paper.
As usual, she couldn't wait to unfold it. Looking at the paper, she saw that the big bad guy's crooked and strange-shaped handwriting that looked funny. Little Loli looked at it intently and saw that it said:
A stream of clear water is clear, and peach blossoms are blooming for ten miles. I am the master here, and I am here to come again by boat.
My little sister, there is a stream like us in a very far place. The water of that stream is as clear and cute as the water of our stream. Even the shore of that stream is like rows of green trees like ours.
A fisherman lives by the stream, and comes and goes by boat every morning and evening. But one day, something strange happened.
I don’t know if it was a nap or something, but the man sat on a boat and was paddling in the stream. Suddenly, he found that the stream was no longer the stream of the past - on the edge of the stream, it was no longer a green tree, but a flower tree.
At that time, it was March and April, and the flowers on both sides were full of flowers and the fallen flowers were colorful, and they were so beautiful that they were indescribable. (Little Loli burst into laughter when she saw this, and her brother used strange words again)
The man felt very strange, so he drove the boat and kept moving forward, wanting to see where the leads ahead.
The boat traveled along the stream, and before he knew it, it gradually moved away and slowly came to the end of the stream. At the end of the stream was a mountain, and a small mouth appeared in the mountain. The fisherman abandoned the boat and walked towards the mountain from this small mouth.
After walking a long journey, my eyes suddenly became clear. What appeared before this fisherman was like another world independent of the world.
Here, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the trees are lush and the wind is leisurely.
When the fisherman arrived, it was morning. The sun rose from the distant earth line, and through the clouds, colorful rainbow bridges were laid among the heaven and earth. These rainbow bridges seemed to be virtual and real, appeared from a distance and disappeared in the distance. From time to time, men and women in beautiful but strange clothes were walking on the bridge, and as they walked, they disappeared.
The fisherman was very surprised and stunned. (Little Loli was stunned when she saw this. In fact, before she stayed, there was another reader who was also stunned.)
When he was stunned, he was walking towards the rainbow bridge while watching. As he walked, he walked up to a rainbow bridge without realizing it. From time to time, people in strange clothes walked past him, but they seemed to have not seen him, either slowly or slowly.
Until he walked to the middle of the rainbow bridge, a woman with an extremely beautiful posture that could not be said to be leisurely suddenly stopped beside him, and asked her head, as if she was talking to an old friend, "Is it okay outside?"
The fisherman was stunned for a while, and then he hurriedly said: "Okay."
The woman smiled slightly, nodded slightly to him, then turned around and walked forward. The fisherman followed her step by step, walking forward as if he was dreaming.
I don’t know how far I walked, the Hongqiao suddenly turned from solid to virtual. The fisherman screamed strangely and fell from the high sky to the ground. (Seeing this, Xiao Loli also screamed in surprise, pulled out a hand, and patted her little chest.)
But when he fell down from such a high place, the fisherman had nothing to do. However, when he stood up and looked up at the front and back towards the sky again, he found that where did the Hongqiao come from? Where did the men and women come from?
Those bridges and those people are gone
This person is very strange. Of course he would not go back here, but decided to wait here. He wanted to wait until tomorrow morning to take a look.
In the morning, the Hongqiao and those people appeared again
The fisherman was very excited. He didn't know why he was excited. He just took another step and wanted to find a rainbow bridge and go for a walk on it. Perhaps, someone would come to him to ask questions? He also decided that if no one asked him, he would hold them and ask them.
But something strange happened.
In any case, the fisherman did not find a rainbow bridge leading to the ground. The lowest position of those bridges was also hanging high in the air.
So on this day, the fisherman looked up at the men and women in the air from time to time, walking through the bridges. Some of them were walking alone, some were walking together in groups of three or three, talking and laughing. However, they all seemed to have not seen him, even if he was jumping on the ground and shouting loudly when they were closest to him.
Before we knew it, time passed, until the sun rose to the middle of the sky, the rainbow bridges turned from real to virtual again and disappeared between heaven and earth, and the fisherman still couldn't find the rainbow bridge that could pick up his feet.
The fisherman didn't give up and decided to wait here.
This stay, unknowingly, took another four days.
On the first day, he forgot to be happy.
The next day, he forgot to be angry.
On the third day, he forgot about his worries.
On the fourth day, he forgot to worry.
It was not until the fifth day, the seventh day after the fisherman came here that he suddenly remembered that he was going to go out for fishing. The fisherman woke up like a dream, turned around quickly, found the direction he came, and walked out.
When he was about to walk outside, the fisherman saw a line of words carved on the stone wall when he came in. He couldn't read, so he kept them firmly in his mind and asked people when he was about to go out.
Just like when he was a Tathagata, the fisherman walked out of the cave smoothly, found the boat he tied outside, and returned by the boat. He was afraid that he would forget the road here, so he drew a mark by the stream every other section.
In this way, he kept going home. The fisherman found a bard who came to their town and drew him the lines of words that were written in his mind. The bard told him that it was indeed a line of words. The words were:
Don’t care about sorrow, don’t care about worry, it’s a boating, it’s a roaming here. The wind is welcoming, the water is sending, the earth is coming, and the fire is gathering. The sun is hanging, the moon is surging, and the four elements are around the body.
After telling the fisherman about this line, the bard became strange and asked the fisherman, where did the word come from?
The fisherman told him and invited him to go with him tomorrow.
The bard agreed happily.
The next day, they drove the boat, one after another, looking for the marks carved yesterday, and slowly paddled forward. However, as they walked, the marks suddenly disappeared and could not be found anyway.
In desperation, the fisherman could only rely on his memory of yesterday to sail forward. However, no matter whether he turned left or right, he could still find the way yesterday?
Finally, they returned unhappily.
The fisherman was very busy every day and soon forgot about this matter. However, the bard kept in mind this matter. He organized a large number of people to search carefully at every corner along the stream that the fisherman said.
It took a lot of time until they searched for all the tributaries of the stream one by one, but where could they find the place the fisherman mentioned?
It was the fisherman who had been thinking about this matter later. Whenever he had free time, he would come out on a boat and search all the possible places he thought were possible in the stream, but that place could never be found again.
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The words on the paper are all the way to this. A long curved line is drawn below. Is that the stream drawn by my brother? It's so ugly. Little Loli smiled slightly, but his mind was turning the lines of words written down by the fisherman in the story:
Don’t care about sorrow, don’t care about worry, it’s a boating, it’s a roaming here. The wind is welcoming, the water is sending, the earth is coming, and the fire is gathering. The sun is hanging, the moon is surging, and the four elements are around the body.
As she thought about it, Xiao Loli smiled inexplicably, but she was crazy.