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"Behind the wind is the wind, above the sky is the sky, and before the road is the road."

In the middle of an empty mountain, a long ghost sits on the grass, leans on the mountain wall and looks up at the sky.

He's been sitting here for 150 years, well... it's been 150 years since today.

In the past 150 years, he has been sitting here, motionless, so that the whole body has been covered with vegetation, and those vines are wrapped around his body along his limbs, and every spring, wild flowers bloom.

Small, one by one, exudes a strange smell.

To be honest, he doesn't like flowers very much.

Flowers can always attract a bunch of bugs, the most annoying ones are ants, one by one, small ones, making him itchy all over.

Whenever this happens, he will think a little bit about whether he should move or not. In the end, he still didn't move because he was too lazy.This is the nature of the long ghost, it is born, so it is not his fault.

Well, I can't blame him for that.

But it’s still good to stay still. Every weekend, there will be many people here to play. His favorite little girl... oh no, she’s a grandma now. She’s very interesting and often hides from him. Read a book by your side.This time he will watch with her.

But she hasn't been here for a long time, and the last time she came was probably...

The long ghost's eyes searched the grass, and fell on a middle-aged woman, and there were two little radish heads standing beside her.

Came with my daughter?Now her daughter also has her own children, but they never come to him to read books when they come.

What a bunch of brats who don’t like to study!

The long ghost considers himself a romantic and cultured ghost.

Otherwise, why would he like reading so much?

But... there seems to be something missing.

Looking at the crowd who had been playing around not far away, Chang Gui was finally willing to move his head that hadn't been turned for hundreds of years, but soon, he gave up thinking.

Thinking is a very tiring thing, he looked at the sky and repeated a sentence in his mouth.

"Behind the wind is the wind, above the sky is the sky, and before the road is the road."

It seems to overlap with the soft and waxy girl's unique clear and beautiful voice in memory...

Maybe one day in the future, he will want to leave this place to find a new place to daze.

However, this future seems to be far away.

The author has something to say: Note: Behind the wind is the wind, above the sky is the sky, and in front of the road is still the road. ——Poet Haizi

I like long ghosts very much, they are lazy and silly.

But this one is probably really short...

Ah ha ha......

Don't hate me (*/ω╲*)