floating trail

Forty-six, who solves the world

Seeing that Yu Qingcun was sleeping soundly, Shen Fang knew that he had a great loss of body and mind, so he quickly got up to make prescriptions, grab medicine, boil, make soup, and make a ball. There was a desire in his heart that he would take Yu Qingcun back from danger.

Everything will be settled, and the room will be full of medicinal fragrance. A bowl of decoction is coming out of wisps of hot air from the fire. Shen Fang waited quietly and looked at Yu Qingcun, who was still sleeping from time to time. This hut, which has been silent for many days, will finally be as warm as spring.

Out of the window, it gradually began to snow heavily.

The snow in the north is very fierce, and it doesn't take long to accumulate a white layer.

Shen Fang looked at the snowflakes falling out of the window and unconsciously remembered a heavy snow that year. It was during the heavy snow that his plan was disrupted. Recalling the various things between Yu Qingcun and Yu Qingcun for more than two years, Shen Fang couldn't help sighing.

The emotions in this world are so beautiful that it is unforgable. If you talk about the joy of life, isn't it because of this kind of affection? Love is really the most beautiful feeling in the world.

I remember that he was traveling around the world that year, but he suddenly received a letter from the master. The book mentions the invitation of Juncheng. The master means that if he is interested, he will help his brother; if not, it is not a big problem.

For Juncheng's brother, because he knows his nature well, he has always avoided it from afar and does not hurt both. Going to the main Guangtai Temple is naturally not what he wants. However, the reason for his trip was the master's subsequent sentence: If you go to the capital, you may fall in love. If your spiritual nature can be resolved, there will be no limit to the practice in this life...

In those years, his footprints were all over the world, and the joys and sorrows between the world were more distinct than when he was young. He wandered around and gradually realized the beauty of life itself. If you have great wisdom, you must give up love.

It's just that it's really difficult to do it without regret. I don't know how much difference people's minds are, and it is more difficult to avoid the barriers caused by many events. It was the acquaintance between himself and Qing Cun, who was also careless for a while, which led to the separation for more than two years. And life can be a few years. The years of life are short, such as morning dew, and there are not many days to go...

The snow outside the window became bigger, and a cold wind rolled up, and the white elves between heaven and earth trembled and fell to the ground. No matter how crystal the earth is, but when you enter the world and fall into the dusty road, you can't help getting dirty. This process is heartbreaking. If you want to go to the fallen mountains and forests, you will get a fragrance and purity.

Shen Fang stood quietly by the window and was silent. Piecemeal snowflakes floated in and stained his temples and silk scarf. He raised his hand and brushed a few thin crystals and watched them gradually melt in his palm. He shook his finger and looked back at the sleeping Yu Qingcun, and his pale face was haggard. He thought to himself: Clear, you are no longer allowed to leave alone.

He closed the window and sat down next to the stove to guard the medicine. With a smile on his lips, he calmed down.

On that day, when I went to Songfenggang, I knew that it was a scenic spot in the capital. I had nothing to do, so I walked up the mountain. In the middle of the line, the sound of the piano was suddenly sad and low, and there were more people singing and roaring.

His words are clear and cold, his heart is high and bright, but his heart is depressed and sad.

He was not an eventful person, but he was attracted by this talent and felt by his feelings, so he couldn't help singing and persuading. Originally, I planned to do this, that is, I drifted away. Because of the luck, it was difficult to find the piano and singing.

After the man heard the song, he stood quietly for a long time and wrote a song to express the meaning of admiration. Listening to his song, he was deeply moved by the joy of his bosom friend, the melancholy of no bosom friend, and the clear spirit of breath in the poem. Seeing that the man didn't come out for a long time, the song gradually became infinitely bleak, and these characters made it difficult for him to sit down again.

And when he goes, it will be difficult to turn around. When he really saw Yu Qingcun, he suddenly realized that the master's so-called "evil" actually referred to the beautiful person in front of him. Yes, at first glance, he knew that this was a person of his own. There are such excellent talents in the world. At that time, he had fallen in love with this person deeply.

Giving up, he thought that when he heard the anecdotes of Junyu as soon as he entered the city, when he thought about the leisurely for more than 20 years, when he recalled the various causes and effects of love and greed in the scriptures.

"Spring is difficult for a long time, why do you look at it every time?"

It's just that he couldn't give up. When he saw Yu Qingcun again, he was so happy that he had drowned out his determination to lead him back. Driven by fate in hesitation, he stepped down to the hot soul, as if that was the place of bliss.

Juncheng finally found him.

And he, in the slightness of happiness, unconsciously stepped into the trap of this brother.

Thinking of this, he sighed softly. Once this falls into the world, the disasters will come.