Dreams in Paradise

Liu Shui slumped against the couch, and the emperor didn't know where he had gone.When the waiter saw that he woke up and wanted to come over to help him dress and wash, he waved his hand and sat there blankly, staring in a daze, not knowing where to look.

After a stick of incense, he dressed indiscriminately and left the palace reeking of alcohol.

He didn't know where he would go when he walked forward, who he would meet, and what else was waiting for him.

In this life, it seems that I have said goodbye to the most important people countless times.Once immersed in the intoxicated dream of losing Hualuo, I never thought about it, and then I was so focused on looking for Hualuo's traces everywhere in the rivers and lakes that I no longer allowed myself to feel sad.

But why did Fengyuan leave when Hualuo came back and everything became warmer.

He didn't know how to persuade himself that Fengyuan's ascension should be the best return journey that many practitioners hoped for in their lives.He should bless Fengyuan.

But ah!Why did Fengyuan leave.

Why do people leave.

Can important people always be by my side.Is it true that all people will be lost in the end, and will dissipate like smoke and dust.From now on, there will be no running water and no one in this world.

Is it because all the reluctance, all the love, and all the obsessions of human beings cannot withstand the vicissitudes of life after all?

Fengyuan's way back is to ascend to immortality, so what about himself?A hundred years later, there will be no more running water in the world.What will happen to the flowers at that time?Will they love each other forever?

He suddenly felt frightened and suddenly didn't want to move forward.

He turned his horse's head and went straight to Xiaocang Mountain, and decided to look back.Look at past places, past people, past times.

Xiaocang Mountain is the same as in memory, with lush trees and few pedestrians.

The stone-built stairs are each one foot high.

Master said, be in awe.In this way, every step you take will be thoughtful and cautious.

When the master picked him up, he was still a little baby lying on a foot-high step and watching the sky quietly. At that time, he didn't know what awe was, but he was surprisingly quiet and sensible, neither crying nor making trouble.

When he was three years old, the master stopped hugging him. The one-foot-high steps forced him to climb up the mountain for two days and two nights.The master watched him from the side, neither encouraging nor urging him, just waiting for him to climb one ladder at a time.He crawled so weakly that his hands and legs were weak, and he really wanted to reach out for Master to hug.But he glanced at his master and suppressed the tears in his eyes.

At that time, there was already awe in his heart.It is the reverence for Xiaocang Mountain and Master.

After that, every time he went down the mountain, the master asked him about his own wishes.If he wanted to go down the mountain, the master would accompany him step by step down the mountain slowly, never urging, never impatient, and never distressed.

When he was five years old, his master brought back a handsome young man from the foot of the mountain.Liu Shui finished the homework assigned by Master and was swinging on the swing.

The young master struggled to get down from the arms of the master, pushed the running water on the swing to the ground, and sat on it by himself, without even looking at the running water.

Liu Shui pitifully went to see his master, but the master had already entered the house.

At that time, Liu Shui only had awe in his heart, and he didn't know how to fight.So I honestly went to the study and took homework for the master to check.

After watching the master, the master said: "It's okay. From now on, Hualuo will live with you, and you take him with you."

Five-year-old Liu Shui didn't know how to bring Hualuo, who was about his age, he looked blankly at his master, but the master didn't say a word, so he just nodded obediently.

Hualuo wouldn't let him go to bed at night, he thought about what his master said he wanted to live with Hualuo, and he didn't dare to leave Hualuo to go to another room, so he had to spread a straw mat on the floor.

Hua Luo didn't talk to him, so he didn't talk either.He wanted to sleep and blew out the light.

Hualuo cried with a "wow".

Flowing water was startled.He had never cried since he was a child, and it was the first time he knew that a child could cry so loudly. At that time, he wondered whether the little squirrel outside the window would fall from the pine tree.

Hualuo cried and saw no one was paying attention to him, so she said fiercely, "Light the lamp for me!"

Continue to cry after speaking.

Only then did the running water put the little squirrel down and light the lamp for him.

The lights were on and Hualuo was still crying.

Liu Shui lay back on the straw mat by himself.He had never cried before. He wanted to cry when he climbed the one-foot-high stone steps at the age of three. He glanced at his master, and his face was expressionless, but he knew clearly at that moment that even if he cried, this Xiaocang Mountain had to climb up by himself. Yes, I will stop crying.

When he wanted to cry, the master was expressionless and ignored him.So when Hualuo cried, he just let him cry.

It's just that the lights were on, and someone was crying beside him, and his sleep was not as quiet and stable as usual.

At the middle of Yin time, the bell rang.

He got up as usual, Hualuo was still crying.He thought, it turns out that crying can last so long.

He walked over and said: "Get up, do morning classes, and do exercises."

Before dawn, Hua Luo saw that someone finally paid attention to him, she felt wronged and stretched out her little hand to hug him.

Liu Shui blinked, he understood this action.He also looked like this when he wanted to be hugged by the master before he was three years old.

But he is five years old now, and the master has not hugged him long ago. This doll is as big as him, so why should he hug him.

Seeing him staying by the bed, Hualuo raised his chin and cried, "Come here."

Flowing water passed.

Seeing him approaching, Hua Luo didn't move, and said, "Sit up."

Sit on the running water.

Hualuo said: "Hold me."

The water didn't move.

Hualuo pulled him down, hugged him and closed his eyes to sleep.

Liu Shui had never slept with anyone like this before, and Master never took him to sleep.Lying with Hualuo at this moment, he thought, so it was so warm to sleep with someone.

He completely forgot to get up to do morning exercises, and slept with Hualuo until noon.

When he opened his eyes, he thought how warm it was to sleep like this.

The master never came to wake him up, and he didn't care if he didn't go out after the hour.

He shook Hualuo who was still asleep, Hualuo opened her eyes, the red eyes were like ripe cherries in the mountains.

Flowing water swallowed her saliva, the cherries were just eaten, they were delicious.

Hualuo still wanted to sleep, so he said, "I can't sleep anymore, go eat."

He went to pull Hualuo, but Hualuo shook off his hand.

Liu Shui thought, how to take the flowers?

he does not know.

I had to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.Hualuo hasn't come out yet, he thought, if he didn't bring Hualuo, didn't wake up early, and didn't do today's homework, then he should be punished.

He fell asleep once, and the master punished him to go up and down Xiaocang Mountain three times.He was only four years old at that time, although it didn't take two days and two nights like the first time to climb Xiaocang Mountain, half a day still passed.So after three trips, the sky was completely dark, and the moon climbed to the top of Xiaocang Mountain.

One time, I didn't hear the master say "it's okay" during my homework, but only heard "go stand on the swing for two hours".

He searched around but couldn't find Master, and he didn't know how Master would punish him today.After thinking about it for myself, I went down Xiaocang Mountain first.

It was past noon when he climbed Xiaocang Mountain, so he was not afraid.He is five years old, and he has gone down the mountain several times in the middle, and it only takes an hour to climb up each time.He has grown up.

Liu Shui, who grew up, climbed Xiaocang Mountain three times, and the sun was still shining brightly in the sky.He was quite satisfied with himself, wiped off his sweat, drank some well water, sat for a while, and then went to stand on the swing for punishment.

When I was standing on my head, I thought, how many hours should I be punished?

I didn't want to understand this question, the flower fell out, stood in front of him, and said: "What are you doing?"

Flowing Road: "Punishment."

Hua Luo said: "Why should I be punished?"

Liu Shui said: "If you didn't do the morning class today, and didn't practice the exercises, you will be punished."

Hualuo thought for a while, put her hands on the swing and began to stand upside down beside the running water.

When he got on the swing, the swing didn't move at all.

Liu Shui said: "You are amazing."

Hua Luo said: "I am often punished at home. How long will you be punished?"

Liu Shui looked at the crooked sun and said, "This time it should be dark before going down."

It was getting dark, and the two got off the swing.Liu Shui took Hua Luo to look around again, but still didn't see Master.He was not in a hurry, and led the flowers to the study.

Hua Luo said: "What are you going to do?"

Liu Shui said: "The usual things to do on weekdays are reading, writing, and painting. What do you want to do?"

Hualuo said: "Read a book."

Liu Shui said: "I practice calligraphy."

Hualuo flipped back and forth on the bookshelf several times, and said, "Is there no military book here?"

Liu Shui thought for a while, and said, "It should be in the library, I'll pick it up tomorrow."

Hualuo went to see the flowing water and write, square and square, steady and steady.

The drums sounded, and at the middle of the hour, I went to bed.

Running water spreads straw mats on the ground.

Hua Luo said: "What are you doing?"

Flowing Water: "Lay the mat and sleep."

Hualuo moved in and said, "Come up and sleep."

Liu Shui: "Oh."

Five-year-old Liu Shui sleeps on the bed and thinks, Hualuo hasn't grown up, she looks different every day.

Hua Luo said: "I can't sleep."

Liu Shui said: "Close your eyes and fall asleep."

The flowers fell and patted the bed, and another child could sleep between the two children.He said, "Come to sleep, next to me."

Flowing water moved over, Hualuo stretched out her arms to hug him, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Running water likes to sleep like this, warm.

Hualuo has to go down the mountain and go home for two days every month.Liushui has no home, so he waits for him on the mountain.

When she was seven years old, Hua Luo once brought two sets of knives and swords up the mountain, put them in front of him, and said, "Which one do you like?"

A set of small crimson swords, shining brightly, are very beautiful.A set of silver peach leaf knives, simple and lovely.

He said, "I like knives."

Hua Luo took out two books from her body, gave him the flying knife score, and said, "I will teach you how to practice in the future, and you can practice while I'm not around."

Liu Shui found out later that it was a skill that the Hua family did not pass on.The flower fell to him.

On weekdays, they practice the sword skills taught by their master together.When he was free, Liu Shui followed Hualuo to the woods in the back mountain to practice throwing knives. Hualuo went back every month and learned new moves when he came up the mountain to teach him. They could practice one move over and over again in a month There are 64 moves of the flying knife, and it took five years to learn all the moves, and it took another year to practice before becoming proficient.

The author has something to say:

The third volume is about the meeting, companionship and love between Liushui and Hualuo, the little boys.

Talking about the fleeting years of Xiaocang Mountain, and talking about the past of five teenagers like smoke.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still decided to write it like this.

Readers who can read on, thank you for your long view.

People who write articles hope that someone will read and understand.

It's just that people have their own destiny, and so do books.

Whatever happens.

Thank you for your support.

See you tomorrow.