From Chief to Ball

The promiscuity of the Shangsi Festival has created the evil thinking in the "Book of Songs", even if it is deleted and only the innocent thinking is left, it has existed after all.

After a long, long time, if there is no duet of Bixing love songs, there will be no border town stories of Cuicui, Nuosong, and Tianbao.

Now that you are singing well, let's go to sleep.

So, there is such a picture scroll: sunset, breeze, wheat field, insects, grass, and two people.

Red Fish lay on the grass, looked at the blue sky and red clouds, and dreamed a long, long dream.

She had not seen the sea, nor had she seen a sailboat.

But she felt that she was lying in a boat, surrounded by smooth, endless blue water, with something like a windmill hanging from the boat, and the mast was erected.

I don't want to be a windmill, but the wind still blows, and it walks along her body, twisting her body unnaturally, and strangely finds that she seems to be cold and shivering.

But I am not cold, the place where the wind blows, as if someone is gently scratching with a feather, it gradually heats up.

The wind gradually increased, but the trembling subsided instead.

The sun was still warm, and at some point, a bird stood on the mast and gently pecked at it. It seemed that there were delicious red fruits on it, and it lingered and forgot to fly.

The bird was just pecking at the mast, but the red fish felt that it was also pecking at its own heart. It was soft and tingling, and the heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as if it wanted to jump out of its chest.

So she sang a song like a yellow oriole, a voice she had never heard before, and it reached her ears, her face was a little red, and her heartbeat finally slowed down.

The singing stopped, and the flustered feeling came again.

She looked at the bird that was still pecking on the mast with some resentment, but when the bird really flew away, she reached out and grabbed it again, and put it on the mast, not allowing it to leave.

Maybe I was a little flustered, but as long as I sang like a yellow warbler, it would be fine.

I don't know when, the sun suddenly disappeared in the sky.She used to love the sun, but now it's too hot, with dark clouds covering the sky in front of her.She thought, let the wind blow, at least, it won't be hot.

Then, suddenly the wind and waves blew up, and the boat that was originally floating on the water swayed and bumped in the waves of the wind and waves.

The body is a little wet, I don't know if it's sweat or the waves hitting the cabin.

The wind and waves gradually increased, but she was still very hot, and the bumpy boat made her feel a little painful and uncomfortable.

Wanting to stop the storm, she stretched out her hand to stop it, but she heard her own singing again in her mind, and she gradually got used to the turbulence. Looking at the overturned waves and strong wind, she felt that she was flying and forgot about the ship. Turned into a black bird.

She will soar on the wind and waves and sing a song louder than the lapping of the waves.

Birds are different from boats, they are no longer passively beaten by the wind and waves, but fly against the wind and waves, let the strong wind blow on their bodies, and even fly to the place where the wind and waves are the strongest, catering to the whistling, feeling the wind blowing the strength of one's own body.

For a while, the wings hit the waves, and for a while, they rushed straight into the dark clouds like an arrow.The storm has not yet come, but Fengyun can hear the desire and joy for the storm from Xuanyan's joyful song.

The clouds grew darker and lower, and the waves rushed high into the sky, trying to sweep her into the sea.

She sang and flew, her wings brushed up the spray of the waves, and she was unwilling to stop facing the strong wind.

The strong wind was still roaring, the waves were still neighing, but the thunder and lightning still did not fall.

She flew higher and faster, as if her heart had turned into the blackness of dark clouds, and only singing could break the suffocation in her heart.

While singing, she suddenly thought, perhaps, there is still lightning that splits the darkness to bring light.

Looking up at the strong wind and dark clouds, she found the place where the wind is the strongest and the clouds are the darkest. Everything around her is avoiding the storm there, but she is facing the strong wind, flapping her wings and flying straight to the eye of the storm, welcoming the coming Thunder and lightning, just for the light at that moment.

The wind was already strong, and the waves were already high, but she wanted to go faster and higher, her originally stretched wings vibrated, and rushed to the deepest part of the dark cloud.

boom……

At the place where the wings were fighting the storm, lightning finally fell, splitting the suffocation in her heart, and hitting her who was still fluttering her wings.

At the moment when the thunder and lightning shone brightly, she sang the most touching song, and that song disappeared with the thunder and lightning, only for a moment.

The wind and rain stopped suddenly, and the sun shone on the sky again, as if it was still listening to her singing.

Opening her eyes, she looked at the blown dark clouds, she was a little lazy, feeling the breeze carefully, and wanted to reach out to hug.

After a long time, the wind slipped away from her fingers and blew her into the sky.

After the rain, there is always a rainbow.

She knew that the rainbow was herself, but the rainbow was a little straight.

"A rainbow should be curved."

Thinking this way, I shrunk my body and bent into an arc. The knee is the starting point of the rainbow, and the fingers are the end of the rainbow.

There are no more dark clouds and strong winds like just now, only warm sunshine slowly passing over the Hongqiao.

Walking very gently, the mist rose slowly, obliterating the remaining six colors, leaving only the pink color of the skin after singing, from the beginning to the end.

Red Fish felt very warm on his body, but it was a pity that he lowered his head and couldn't see the sun's admiration for this curved Hongqiao.

Maybe, she also wants to see the warm sun; or maybe, she wants to press the sun under her body.

So the rainbow made of mist turned into water, reflecting the sun and waves, as well as the rainbow.

A red fish is swimming in the water, thinking of the tribal legend a long time ago, the red fish will jump over the rainbow in the sky after the storm.

She no longer remembers whether she is a boat, a bird or a rainbow, she only knows that she has become a red fish swimming in the water again.

The sun was gone, leaving only the reflection of the rainbow on the water, so she shook her tail fin, jumped high, and jumped onto the rainbow shadow.

Every time it jumps up, it shatters the ripples and splashes jade-like waves.

She knew that if she wanted to jump over the rainbow on the other side, only bigger waves would do, so she shook and churned desperately.

Biting the rainbow reflected in the water fiercely, wanting to leave her own mark, she didn't let go until blood flowed from Hong's shoulder.

It's not hatred, it's because I want this Wanhong to remember her mark.

She thought, after a long, long time, when another fish jumps over this bend of the rainbow, that fish will ask, why do you have tooth marks on your shoulders, and the rainbow will tell the fish that this is a very beautiful and beautiful fish. Left behind by the beautiful fish, perhaps, that fish will be jealous, right?

Thinking, dreaming, tossing, and swaying like this, I finally hit a monstrous huge wave. With the surge of the huge wave, I finally leaped over the rainbow in the sky and flew to another world...

After a long time, Huanmeng woke up, and for the first time, like a clingy wolf cub, Hongyu turned over and hugged the person who made her dream tightly, not wanting to move at all.

The real evening wind was blowing, and it was a bit cold. She curled up, looking for her broad chest to block the cold wind, and reached out to touch the tooth marks left by herself.

The two asked each other almost simultaneously.

"Does it hurt?"

Then both of them nodded again.