Bamboo Shadow Reflecting Shutong

The sky is pleasing to the eye, and the stars broke through the low night and peeped out, just like the white spots that the painter accidentally sprinkled on the canvas.The moisture that belongs only to the dawn infiltrates this small world, and even the shallow crescent moon does not seem so indifferent.

The things that can be seen when looking up are getting more and more beautiful, and he still has time to think about these things. The whole person's state is more and more relaxed, and there is nothing wrong except that he can't move.

He lay contentedly on the wooden sleeper, which was a little hard, but tolerable—of course, it would be best if there was a soft quilt.

Yang Shutong feels that people's desires and longings are really endless.He never dared to expect anything before, he only hoped that the weight of the strange thing would be lighter on his body, as long as he was a little lighter, he could go to the temple to worship his ancestors.And now, I also began to hope to have a soft place to sleep peacefully.

Really dissatisfied.he thought so.

"Crack...Crack..." There was a slight sound that exploded in the wind, and Yang Shutong was startled, he got up and down, and started a new wave of wild thoughts.

This world report has come too soon, Amitabha.

As the sound got closer, he was extremely surprised, and his heart reverberated more.

No way, really?

Yang Shutong began to grit his teeth and closed his eyes, ready to face the long-lost pain.

Suddenly, there was a whirlwind, he fell, and rolled down from the railroad track. Before he could see clearly, he heard a person scolding: "Are you a fool too, you just lie there and don't know how to walk, so let that Did something run over you?"

...Yang Shutong was wronged.

"You are also very active, can you lie down and sleep!"

The dream and the reality were linked together in a wonderful way in an instant, and Yang Shutong suddenly didn't know which was real and which was a dream.He rolled around again, and he really felt the soft bedding in his dream, and then settled down contentedly.Let the man hug him in an unrefined posture.

The shadows of the trees outside the window are mottled. Inadvertently, it turned out that the surrounding verdant green trees have been coated with a layer of moonlight white, which is really beautiful, but now it is just a moment not long after lying down.

Really, a good dream begins, and the future will last forever.

The author has something to say: Then...then there is no more! !