Dreams in Paradise

In the spring breeze of March, the master has not returned.

Hualuo struck Liu Shui with a beautiful sword, and said, "Let's go, ride a white horse, and see all the flowers in Shangjincheng."

In Shangjin City, the spring breeze is ten li, not crossing the river, and the peach blossoms are drunk with drizzle in March.

Whispering his sleeves to cover Liu Shui's face, he said, "I forgot to listen to Yun."

Running water wiped the rain between his brows, and said: "Peach blossoms look beautiful in the rain."

Hualuo said: "Are you still looking at flowers?"

Liu Shui said: "Look."

The white horse was tied under the peach blossom tree, and the boy in white took a tung oil yellow umbrella and stood by the Budu River.

Blossoms fall: "But see the falling flowers follow the flowing water."

Flowing water: "Flowing water chases flowers to the end of the world."

Hualuo said: "Liu Shui, I don't know how long the horizon is, how far the distance is, and how long the sky is forever."

Liu Shui said: "The end of the world is where my heart is, and where you are is not far away. No matter where, no matter when, I will follow you."

Hua Luo looked at the young man in front of him, and said, "Then what about you, what should you do? You have a dream of being a knight, and you have a heart that holds a sword to the end of the world, what should you do."

Liu Shui shook his hand and said, "Young people sometimes bloom forever. At this time, I just want to be with you."

Hualuo said: "Liu Shui, when my siblings grow up, I will bid farewell to my parents. I will accompany you on a white horse, accompany you to the end of the world, accompany you to drink fine wine, accompany you to enjoy flowers, and accompany you to see the prosperity of the world. "

Liu Shui smiled, and said: "A lifetime is so long, we don't need to be in a hurry at any time."

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In April, apricot blossoms and spring rain, the master has not returned.

Liu Shui said to Hualuo: "Let's go back to Xiaocang Mountain."

On Xiaocang Mountain, the stone steps are silent.

Hua Luo: "Where did Master go?"

Liu Shui: "I don't know. When I was young, my master often went out. After a month or two, when I came back, I would make some new clothes for me and put them in the bottom of the box."

Hua Luo laughed, "Master can make clothes?"

Liu Shui: "Yes. When you came, Master had already made three boxes of clothes for me, separated them from childhood to adulthood, and put them together according to age. He said that I don't have to worry about running out of clothes at the age of 30."

"..."

Hualuo: "Why?"

Liu Shui said: "Master didn't tell me, I didn't ask. He made it and put it in the box for me, and I went to pick it up when I wore it."

"I suddenly remembered something."

"what's up?"

Hualuo's eyes sparkled: "Your clothes seem to be like this in all seasons."

Liu Shui suddenly said: "It seems to be."

The stone steps of Xiaocang Mountain are shining.

The two young climbing stones rushed back to the house like the wind.

Three large wooden boxes are opened, with different shades of white, and the same light and thin texture in all seasons.

Hua Luo said: "Didn't Master make any clothes for you after I came?"

Liu Shui said: "I did. Master said that I will wear them after I am 30 years old, and they are all placed in the big cabinet in his room. I will pick them up when the time comes."

Both eyes were surprised.

The boy opened the heavy wooden cabinet with both hands, and there was a stack of white clothes in moon brocade.Looking at the bottom from the top, the patterns are different, the styles are different, the size is the same, and the texture is the same.

Hua Luo: "Do your clothes always fit you well?"

Liushui nodded.

Hua Luo said: "You wear these clothes."

Liu Shui said: "Master said that you can only come to pick it up after you are 30 years old."

Hua Luo looked at Liu Shui and said, "Liu Shui, I guess you can wear these clothes now."

Flowing water widened his eyes.

Hua Luo said: "I don't know why I think this way, but I just think so."

Liu Shui took a piece of clothing, looked at Hua Luo again, and said, "I dare not."

Hua Luo grabbed the clothes, folded them and put them back, "Then I won't wear them until Master comes back."

The two looked at each other, their hearts raised.

Hua Luo said: "What did Master tell you before leaving?"

Liu Shui said: "Master said, the old friend has an appointment. It's rare to laugh."

Hua Luo: "Master, did you say when you will come back?"

Liu Shui said: "Master didn't say anything. I said I would go back to Xiaocang Mountain to wait for him after the New Year, but he just nodded and let me go."

Hualuo closed the door of the big cabinet, and said, "We'll stay on the mountain and wait for him."

Xiao Cangshan turned on a light.

The room is still exactly the same as when we went down the mountain, clean and spotless.

Liu Shui took out the red seal under the pillow, and said, "The New Year's greetings given by Master have not been opened yet."

A stack of banknotes of different amounts and a blank red paper.

Liu Shui looked at Hualuo's hands: a silver ticket, a stack of red paper with auspicious words written on it.

"..."

"..."

Liu Shui said: "Hualuo, I should come back after the Chinese New Year and wait for Master. He must have been angry and left without seeing me when he came back."

Hualuo put the red envelopes of the two back under the pillow, and said, "Master comes back, the morning bell and evening drum of Xiaocang Mountain will be rung three times."

Liu Shui sighed and said, "You can hear it, but I can't hear it so far away."

Hua Luo said: "I didn't hear that, Master hasn't come back. Let's wait for him."

Liu Shui looked at the dark night outside the window, and said, "Hua Luo, are you still afraid of the dark?"

Hua Luo said: "When I grow up, the light stays on as soon as it gets dark, so I don't know if I'm afraid or not. I was afraid when I was young."

Liu Shui said: "Go to sleep. When the bell rings tomorrow morning, get up and practice your sword."

Hua Luo said: "Okay."

·

In May, the sun is shining, and the herbs are blooming.Master has not returned.

Hualuo went back to Taiwei's Mansion on the second day of each month, but Liushui didn't follow her, and stayed on the mountain to wait for her master.

In the courtyard of Xiaocang Mountain, a clump of lush and green bamboos grew this year. Sitting on the swing in the courtyard and looking at the sky in the flowing water.

The flowers fell away, and Xiaocang Mountain became quiet again, so quiet, so quiet.The wind blows through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves rustle.

Why did Baiyun from Xiaocang Mountain stop talking?The flowing water cannot hear the sound of the white clouds.

so quiet.

The flowing water flows from dawn to dusk.

Someone has a voice.The flowing water draws the spirit away, it is Shan Lingyu wearing a jade white cloak.

Shan Lingyu brought Shuangcheng and Abi, stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled at him at the gate of the courtyard.

Liu Shui also smiled at him.

In the evening, the small courtyard is silent, and the running water flows down from the swing.Master is not here, he wants to entertain guests.

Shan Lingyu held out a bouquet of mountain flowers from behind, which was the color of a rainbow in the rain, beautiful and fragrant.

Shan Lingyu said: "Send it to you."

Liu Shui took it and said, "Thank you."

A Bi set up a long table and round benches in the courtyard, played a piano, and made tea.

Shan Lingyu sat on a round stool and played the piano.

The scene at dusk is somewhat hazy, with a hint of clarity.

The cool breeze is blowing, the bamboo forest is rustling, the sky is silent, and Gui Hongfei is far away.I don't see anyone.

Sunset moon rises, Qinghui shines on people.

Shan Lingyu waved the five strings and remained silent.

The cool dew gradually grew, and the running water covered him with clothes, saying: "Let's rest."

Sending him back to the west courtyard, Shan Lingyu said: "I'm a little tired, but I don't feel sleepy. Sit down and chat with me, okay?"

Liu Shui sat down on the other side of the small table, and said: "If you are tired, lie down, and I will talk to you for a while."

Shan Lingyu said: "I haven't seen you in January, you are getting thinner."

Liu Shui smiled, "I've grown taller, like the green bamboos in the yard, growing out of joints."

Shan Lingyu said: "I saw that flower by a clear spring when I went up the mountain. It was very beautiful, so I picked it for you, but I still like it."

Liu Shui said: "Yes. You can go up the mountain and give flowers and gifts."

Shan Lingyu said: "It's not the ceremony, it's the heart."

Flowing water smiled.

Shan Lingyu said: "I have never thanked you, I really like that picture of Xiao Cangshan in winter."

Liu Shui said: "I brought up your lamp, of course I want to thank you. Thinking that you are so afraid of the cold in winter and still want to see the heavy snow, I will draw you a scene of thousands of mountains covered in snow. In the future, if Tian Tai It’s cold, and you really want to see the snow, but you can’t go out, so it’s better to look at the paintings to satisfy your hunger.”

Shan Ling smiled brightly, adding a touch of softness to the delicate features of his brows and eyes.

He looked at the running water, "You held my flowers and received my heart, are you also thinking of taking something back to me?"

Liu Shui said: "I never thought about it. So, what do you want?"

Shan Lingyu's eyes darkened, and said: "Tell me, how do you want to return your mind?"

Liu Shui looked at him and was silent.He seemed to hear Baiyun from Xiaocang Mountain talking again.

After a long while, he said: "The flowers in Xiaocang Mountain are rare to see, why don't I draw them and leave them for you to have a look at."

Shan Lingyu's eyes lighted up slightly, and she curled her lips into a smile, "Okay!"

Liu Shui got up and said: "Take a break earlier, I will finish the drawing and send it to you tomorrow."

Shan Lingyu wants to send it off.Liu Shui raised his hand and said, "You don't need to be too polite."

Shan Lingyu got up, held his sleeves for him, and said: "It's not a gift, it's a heart."

Liu Shui smiled, let him walk to the door of the house, and said, "Please go back."

Go back to the house where He Hualuo lives.Whispering is gone, he is still used to lighting the lamp.Hualuo is afraid of the dark, if there is no light when she comes back, she may cry or make trouble.

Liu Shui smiled, and asked Quietness in the room: "Does Hualuo still cry endlessly?"

The room was silent.

Liu Shui said: "If he still cries and fusses, I'll coax him."

He frowned slightly, and said: "It's just how to coax the grown-up Hualuo? Let me think about it carefully. If I didn't coax him when he cried and made a fuss, I'm afraid I would be more forgiving than when I was a child."

His eyebrows stretched, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Morning bell.

Hualuo was not there, Liushui went to the back mountain to practice swords alone.

At Maoshi, the sky was getting brighter, and Xiaocang Mountain was covered with a layer of golden morning light, silent and solemn, without sadness or joy.

Liu Shui went back to the study room, opened the book, spread the paper, and copied the "Xiaocangshan Saints' Instructions" three times.

He vaguely thought that he might be able to find traces of his master in the teachings of the saints.

Can't find it anywhere.

He sighed, closing and opening his eyes.A new layer of paper was laid, and Shan Lingyu returned the gift.

Thinking about the location of the mountain spring in my heart, I started to write.Mountain and stone steps, a clear spring, still water flowing deep, pity is silent.Rainbows are often seen by the spring, but there are few flowers.Occasionally, squirrels wash their claws, and turtles crawl slowly.

Shan Lingyu liked it, so he gave all of these to him.

The room was silent, and the light and shadow moved down.

He finished the picture scroll, and saw Shan Lingyu standing in the courtyard looking at the bamboo.He presented the painting and said, "It's not a tribute."

Shan Lingyu took the painting, "You don't need to pay respects, just your heart."

Liu Shui saw that Abi in Shuangcheng had taken the burden, and said, "Are you leaving?"

Shan Lingyu said: "There are many things at home, I need to go back and take care of one or two."

Liu Shui nodded and said: "Go slowly. You don't need to be polite next time."

Shan Lingyu looked at him, unable to see any sadness or joy, turned around and went down the mountain.

Liu Shui suddenly felt a little tired, and went back to the room.The mountain flowers are still scattered on the small table, and Hualuo hasn't come back yet.Unintentionally tidying up, she got on the couch, bent her body and closed her eyes.

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