[Comprehensive] Three Good Youth Inspirational Notes

———Wat algae 【Zaiyuji colleagues】—————

"Sanzang, Sanzang, Sanzang..." Wukong called with a clear and melodious voice, his implicated thoughts were turned, and the thick and depressive melancholy was disturbed.

Wukong's golden pupils were engraved with light and clarity like water, quietly staring at the boundless blue sky, the blank hastily rendered his clear eyes, and the figure that was fading in his mind, he shouted with disdain and contempt, it turns out that the sky is still the same For a long time, I am still dissatisfied with this world from which no one can escape.

"Sanzang, Sanzang, Sanzang... so I have really been waiting for so long." Wukong stretched out his hand lightly, as if trying to grab something, and the lines on his palm, shriveled and wrinkled but with slight veins, were so fragile that he covered them up. The glare of the sun is deeply entangled in memories, and after a hundred years, it suddenly seems that the world has passed away.

"Stinky boy, stop shouting, I'm so annoying!" Sanzang walked towards Wukong, interrupted impatiently, frowned tightly, curled his mouth nonchalantly, and looked very irritable.

The short hair, which is as bright as the golden sun, is eye-catching but inadvertently captures the mind, making people fall into this gorgeous brilliance and cannot extricate themselves.

Sanzang casually took out a pack of cigarettes from his monk's robe, picked one up with familiarity, lit it up, and took a deep puff. The coils of smoke were suffocating from his mouth, clouding his eyes. Slightly squinting his eyes, Sanzang stood beside Wukong, and kicked Wukong mercilessly with his right foot, who was lying on the grass with his eyes closed and meditating, "Little devil, what's your name, I'm right here, I'm so annoying .” Sipping a cigarette with sporadic flames in his mouth, his expression was cold and indifferent.

Wukong was not at all dissatisfied with Sanzang's actions, "Sanzang, do you think we lived there before?" Wukong raised his arm, pointing his sharp and polished fingertips straight to the sky.

"Stinky boy, what nonsense, we are just mortals, oh yes, I forgot that you are a monster, didn't you make trouble, but it was you, I, Sanzang, would not live in that kind of place, cut." The tone was contemptuous He snorted coldly.

"You kid, get up quickly, don't know if we have to hurry, it's really troublesome." Looking at Wukong who was still motionless, for some reason, he got angry for no reason, and kicked him violently again.

At this moment, Wukong turned a deaf ear to it, unable to extricate himself from the intoxicated conjecture, and fell into silence for a long time.

At this time, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing seemed to have heard the movement here, and they walked towards Wukong and Sanzang together.

"Hey, Sanzang, at least you should treat Wukong better, and it's thanks to him being treated like this by you that he followed you wholeheartedly." Wujing happened to witness that scene and spoke at the right time, apologizing for Wukong.

Sanzang raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "What do you know, everyone is in trouble, especially this brat." He choked on the half-burned cigarette butt, and exhaled a puff of smoke ring.

Bajie brushed past Sanzang, ignored his chatter, walked straight to Wukong's side, then squatted down slightly beside him, raised his head and followed Wukong's line of sight to look at the sky, his jewel-deep emerald green eyes were empty and empty , seems to want to explore the sky but is at a loss, the dark brown neat and broken hair looks extremely soft under the dazzling light.

Finally, he asked Wukong: "Wukong, tell me, what did you see?"

Wukong didn't answer, for a moment, Bajie didn't seem to mind, and continued: "I saw my unwillingness and persistence, but it's been too long, I've almost forgotten, have you forgotten, Wukong."

"I haven't forgotten." Wei Wei carried a sad loneliness, scattered like sand, falling without a trace.

"Hey! You two, what are you talking about, especially you Wukong, are you a monkey who is insane today? You are so sentimental, don't you know that our time is precious, huh?" Sanzang looked at the The two of them chatted slowly and sadly, feeling really upset.

Even Wukong, who has always been innocent and ignorant, was infected, which made Sanzang even more dissatisfied.

He just wants to get out of here quickly, and this group of guys can return to normal.

Suddenly Wujing curled his lips and chuckled, "I can understand them. To be honest, aren't you tired? Sanzang, we have walked for so long on this so-called road to the west, and we don't even have our original purpose." You know, I'm starting to miss the past, and it's a pity to forget some things, isn't it?"

Sanzang froze for a moment, then fell silent for a while, and a deep magnetic voice sounded indifferently: "So what if you forget, I am Xuanzang Sanzang. I don't need to know their real purpose, and I don't bother to know. I didn't lose myself. That's enough, you guys are saying that's enough, we can't get on the road yet."

The fleeting flash of coldness in Sanzang's charming purple eyes was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish, and the eyes returned to drooping slightly as before, lazy and undisciplined, and then Sanzang threw the burnt cigarette butt in his mouth viciously on the grass On the ground, crushed it hard until there was no trace of faint light.

Wujing shrugged with a half-smile, with a helpless but clear expression, then walked over and patted Bajie on the shoulder, signaling that he would lose his temper if he didn't leave Sanzang.

Wukong seemed to wake up suddenly and came back to his senses. Without hesitation, he straightened up and sat up, his golden eyes were wide open, and he rolled his eyeballs, looking innocent and mischievous.

"Ah, Sanzang, why are we here?" asked without knowing the situation.

Sanzang sneered, "How dare you ask, who is holding back and refusing to leave, ah."

"Smelly monkey, you're back to normal, don't leave!" Wu Jing also recovered his furious nature and yelled at Wu Kong who stood up, his dazzling red hair was eye-catching and brilliant, showing his unruly , as if the calm and indifferent conversation with Sanzang just now was a dream, unpredictable.

A group of people went on the road in a mighty way, but some traces were left in their hearts and could not be easily erased.

"Sanzang, I'm hungry!"

"Sanzang, I want to eat char siew noodles."

"Sanzo, I also want to eat miso corn ramen, which is full of char siu, stewed meat and ham, Sanzang... Sanzang..."

"Tripitaka! Tripitaka!"

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Sanzang finally couldn't help but swear: "Stinky monkey, you're so noisy!" Sanzang could no longer suppress his anger, and today his heart was inexplicably restless, and there was a trace of panic for no reason, especially after going through just now. In that scene, to be honest, he was also confused, but his natural pride and self-esteem made him laugh and disdain all this, and he absolutely vetoed it.

The purple eyes are dyed with a thick touch, remote and deep, unpredictable.

Sanzang felt that he desperately needed a quiet environment to relieve himself, so he lazily said, "I'll go find some water, you go first."

"Hey, I'll go too, I want to protect you." Wukong immediately ran to Sanzang neatly, looking at him longingly.

But Sanzang mercilessly refused.

"Let's go first, Sanzang himself will follow later, I think he needs to be alone for a while, let's go first, Wukong." Bajie explained softly, slightly curling the corners of his lips, showing a slight smile .

Hearing this, Wukong had to lower his face and keep up with Bajie and the others, but he looked back at Sanzang from time to time as if worried, Sanzang took out a cigarette case from his pocket again, lit the fire, and went on and on. He kept breathing, the smoke covered his face, but his uneasiness became more and more intense, and it didn't make him feel better.

"It's just general anxiety, it's just a headache from being annoyed by that stinky monkey." An obviously poor excuse to convince himself.

Sanzang stood quietly on the spot alone, lost in deep thought, the smoke was lingering, his surroundings were delusional, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Guan Wukong and Bajie walked very slowly, as if it was deliberately so.

Wukong felt the blur in front of his eyes became clearer and clearer, his heartbeat was throbbing in his ears, and an inadvertent sense of dull pain invaded his whole body. , The drowsy darkness surged and overwhelmed, knocking people down without warning.

The blood on the chest slowly penetrated, revealing a large scarlet that was shocking.

"Wukong! Wukong!"

"Smelly monkey! Stinky monkey! Monkey King!"

"What's the matter with you, stinky monkey, are you okay..."

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Every call, every unwillingness, is useless, the voice spreads farther and farther, and gradually becomes silent, and returns to silence. Wukong feels the heavy weight of the eyelids and can't help closing his tired eyes, gradually sinking to the bottom In the darkness, there is no sound.

Sanzang's heart shrank suddenly, and a heavy and ignorant blow hit his heart, and the uneasiness in his heart finally completely collapsed and poured out.

"Sanzang, Sanzang, something happened to Wukong!"

in a dilapidated hotel

"The stinky monkey didn't say anything about his serious injury, damn it!" Sanzang frowned tightly, and kicked the table viciously, where the innocent had been implicated.

"What's the use of getting angry now? Although that stinky monkey looks very unpleasant at ordinary times, it's just too stupid. It doesn't even say when it's injured. Do you think it's made of iron?" On the wall beside him, his brows and eyes were lowered, his expression stern and stern.

Wu Jing's mood at this moment is very complicated, and the irritability value of his temper has risen several heights again, setting a new record.

At the same time, Sanzang's heart also had an unknown fire on his head, which was difficult to dispel. Wukong is still unconscious, so he knew that his premonition had come true strangely, but it's useless to say it now, this monkey is too much. Not reassuring.

In the end, I could only let out a long sigh.

Bajie came out from the back room with a dignified expression, his delicate and indifferent eyebrows were slightly twisted into a Sichuan character, Sanzang naturally understood that the monkey inside was not in good condition, but he still asked impatiently, with a deliberate tone of contempt "How about the monkey inside, is it dead?" The cold and nonchalant tone made people grit their teeth with resentment.

"Heh, I won't be able to die if I'm dead, but the wound is very deep. It seems that it was left when we met a monster before. I didn't say it to prevent us from worrying." Wen Run's tone was easily soothing. Burned.

"Worried? Hmph, who would worry about this stinky monkey? It's ridiculous!" He sneered coldly.

"Wukong is still very weak now. I don't know when he will wake up. Before that, we stayed here for a while to recuperate his injuries. Don't you have any objections, Sanzang?" Although it was a question, the affirmative tone indicated the inevitable decision of the speaker. .

"Cut, it's up to you, but monkeys are very resistant to setbacks, and we can't stay here for long." Having said that, Sanzang was faintly worried.

He couldn't deny that he cared about that monkey, but so what, after all, it was he Xuanzang Sanzang who stretched out his hand to Sun Wukong, leading him away from that darkness.

He is obliged to take good care of this young man whose mind is only a child, so what about monsters, my fate is up to me, he, Monkey King, even made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, so why bother to be afraid of a little flesh and blood injuries.

"Smelly monkey, are you okay? You are really noisy, you are constantly annoying every day, and your energy is amazing. I am so annoyed by you that I have several headaches every day. You are a difficult guy, you are rare. It’s so quiet, and I feel a lot more at ease.”

"You guy, I have never figured out why I heard your cry. The world is so big, and it is a kind of fate that we met. To be honest, when I stretched out my hand to you, my mind went blank. I just I remember a very familiar voice calling me non-stop, but it’s definitely not you, you’re so annoying, how many times a day you call, you’re still a stupid monkey who only knows how to eat.”

"You've been sleeping for a long time this time. I think I'm a bitch. I'm not used to the noisy voice. I don't hear you calling my name hundreds of times every day. I always feel empty." Sanzang poked his own chest, smiled bitterly: "It's empty here, do you know? I, Sanzang, am not afraid of anything, but now I am so scared to death. I don't know what happened to me, but if you don't wake up again, I will really I'm afraid, compared to you sleeping here without saying a word, I still prefer you calling me by my name all the time."

"You're just tired and take a rest, right? Remember to wake up tomorrow, otherwise you won't have the char siew noodles."

"I, Xuanzang Sanzang is not a good person, but you are a good person. I haven't died yet. Don't you think it's too unfair? If I die, I will die before you. If I die earlier, I can be liberated earlier. At that time, I still need you to clean up my affairs, right... Wukong..."

"I've been in a bad mood since I met you annoying creature. First the eyes and the head, once the eyes leave you, I don't know what you will do, because you really can't stop for a moment .Then there is pain in the throat and abdominal muscles. This is the first time I know that it hurts to raise my voice to scream for my stomach. Next is the feet. Although your feet are very short, you dodge very fast. Recently, I often wake up because of calf cramps in the middle of the night, damn it! My shoulders are sore, you are just a short guy who is only as tall as my waist, but you always look up at me unceremoniously, and I have to cooperate with you The line of sight. Next, - what next?" The words spit out lightly were inexplicably familiar, as if they were statements from a lifetime ago.

Sanzang paused, unable to go on any longer, with his head lowered, a heavy and dull shadow was cast on his body, indistinct.

When Sanzang came out of the house, Bajie looked up at him, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, "We just keep missing it, but it would be a pity to really lose it, right Sanzang?"

Sanzang stared at Bajie coldly, piercing his heart like a sharp sword, "It's not your turn to take care of my affairs."

"I'm just a good suggestion, don't be angry, just treat it as if I just said it casually." Bajie pulled a perfect arc and smiled innocently.

"Sanzang, it's not good to be too depressed, alas, don't get angry, I'll go and see Wukong first." Saying that, Bajie walked towards the inner room.

Sanzang watched Bajie's retreating back and remained silent.

Then he turned around and pushed open the door vigorously to leave the hotel. Although Wu Jing didn't look up, the sound of pushing the door forcefully made him pay attention, and he showed a sneer of contempt.

"Divergent guy."

Bajie walked into the back room and sat beside Wukong’s simple wooden bed. Bajie checked Wukong’s body carefully and found that there was no serious problem. The problem is that he has not woken up. Repressed and refused to wake up, or maybe he built a new world in the sea of ​​​​consciousness to make him trance, but no matter what, it is good that Wukong is not in danger of life. Thinking of this, Bajie smiled knowingly, lightly and casually. difficult to capture.

When Bajie walked out of Wukong's room again, he glanced at the dilapidated small hall where only Wujing was alone, "Has Sanzang gone out?" The tone of the inquiry was very flat, but it clearly implied a tone of confirmation.

"Is the stinky monkey okay?" Wu Jing didn't care about Ba Jie's question, so he asked back.

"Wukong is a monster with boundless mana. How could he die so easily? It's just that he refuses to wake up. Maybe it's because of a difficult knot in his heart. As long as he can figure it out, he will be fine."

The tone was steady and soothing. After a pause, he continued: "Of course, he alone is not enough."

Smiling slyly, Wu Jing raised his eyebrows coldly, and snorted coldly, he naturally understood the implication of Ba Jie's words.

"Bajie, you are too cunning, what do you want to do?"

Bajie shook his head slowly, and deliberately elongated his tone, "Well, I can't do anything. There are some things that others like us can't interfere with, and we need to understand them ourselves. To be forced is also difficult for the strong.”

"This bastard Sanzang, I'll understand after beating him up, I'm so annoying to go around!" Wu Jing couldn't bear to be slow, and said in a deep and deep voice.

Bajie still remained calm and indifferent, "This kind of thing can't be rushed, what problem can you solve if you beat him up, it's not a fight, and the result is both lose-lose and thankless, we just need to wait and wait for things to develop on their own , there will always be surprises." The smooth arc was full of smiles.

Sanzang was wandering around outside. He didn't know what he was looking for. He walked aimlessly on the desolate and remote street with a cigarette in his mouth. Mixed in it, it looks quite eye-catching.

Sanzang felt that it was really boring, and then he crushed the cigarette butt to the ground hard.

Suddenly, a sudden cry came to my ears, it was the cry of a child.

Sanzang soon found a child in the middle of the street who fell down and lay on the ground crying. He was not warm-hearted, so he ignored it and walked by. Looking at Sanzang, clutching his monk's robe tightly in his hands, he stopped crying, only sobbed faintly, did not speak, just stared at Sanzang blankly, blinking his tear-stained cheeks.

Sanzang was stunned for a moment, he stared quietly at the child's clear and bright black eyes, and in an instant he recalled another pair of eyes that were equally dazzling, clear and bright, equally innocent, without a trace of blemish.

Sanzang stretched out his hand with well-articulated joints like a ghost, with a broad and thick palm. The child tilted his head slightly, curled the corners of his mouth, and smiled innocently, as bright as the sky in April.

Without hesitation, the child stretched out his small hands to hold these hands full of security, with a pure smile, which made people feel moved and laughed from the bottom of their hearts.

Sanzang was in a trance for a moment, he vaguely remembered that a child once stretched out his hand to look at him expectantly, he just stretched out his hand and grasped the child's small palm firmly, but all of this Forgotten by him, hiding in an unknown corner and never seeing the light of day.

Intermittent memory fragments came to my mind, and finally the memory was torn and ravaged, and re-interwoven and pieced together, the time depicted together was sultry and intoxicating.

"At that time, you were the one who stretched out your hand first, Wukong. It was really troublesome. No matter what, I would never let go of this hand." He clearly remembered that he said to the child like this at that time of.

In fact, he never had time to say a word to the child, "I know, the end of the light we are heading towards may not necessarily have hope, and may cause you pain... Even so, I still want to tell you, With everything I can do, it's great to meet you." Shelved in my heart and indulged for too long.

At that time, I may still be afraid of you, living indifferently, living like the slowly passing time, those things that I can’t see, whether it’s flowers, wind, light, or even As long as I look at his big golden pupils, even my posture, which has already looked away, will be imprinted in his eyes.

I've decided, I won't look away again, my posture is printed in your pupils, there's nothing shameful about it.

Wukong felt that he thought so, and didn't want to let go, because at this moment, the only one in your reflected sight is me.

He smiled innocently, nothing else.

Sanzang withdrew from the memories, then patted the child's head lightly, "Go home."

Without hesitation, Sanzang turned around and ran towards the hotel. He wanted to tell the child that he had never forgotten it, just like Bajie and the others had not forgotten the original agreement. The memory was shattered out of control, "Listen Good Wukong, you can’t give up, if you believe in the curtain and the canopy, whether it’s them... or yourself, you must never give up—it’s already "promised", right?"

Why was he the one who forgot in the end, he remembered Wukong, we agreed.

The door was pushed open with great force, and everyone in the room raised their heads to look at Sanzang standing at the door, panting and slowing down.

Sanzang was stunned, because there were not two but three people in the room, a pair of clear and dazzling eyes were looking at Sanzang with confusion at this moment, Sanzang regained his calm, and he walked towards Wukong slowly.

Finally stopped in front of him, "Wukong, you are such a troublesome guy, you just woke up now after being injured, did you deliberately make everyone worry, ah!" Mingming couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, but what he said was extremely bad.

"Sanzang, are you angry Sanzang?" asked cautiously.

"He's not angry, but worried." Bajie, who was on the side, kindly explained.

"Shut up." Sanzang became a little annoyed.

"Follow me, kid."

"Hey? What's the matter Sanzang?" Although Wukong didn't understand why, he followed Sanzang obediently.

The two remaining looked at each other and smiled.

"Sanzang, why are you so angry? Is it because I hid everyone?" Wukong asked in a daze.

"You annoying guy, when I think of you, my brain hurts, and when I open my eyes and see your eyelids twitch, I feel twitching for no reason, my whole body hurts, and I feel irritable and want to kill, but...but... If one day you don't bother me, you won't call my name over and over again, which will make me even more angry, understand?"

"Hey? Sanzang, what do you mean?" Wukong's head is not suitable for beating around the bush, but this time he accidentally understood the meaning of Sanzang's words.

Immediately ecstatic: "Really Sanzang?!" Although Wukong couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt after listening to it, a warm breath enveloped his whole body and flowed to every part of his body, making people's cells swell , couldn't help grinning.

Sanzang hesitated for a moment, but still put his palm on Wukong's head, patted it, and said, "We must not forget our agreement. Although you don't understand it now, I know you always remember it in your heart. This time I will honor it." I made a promise, I stretched out my hand to you, but I completely forgot the original promise, until... just like I told you at that time, we will always wait for you, so don't give up easily, stick to the end For a moment, wait for me, wait until the day I find you, you persevere, no matter how painful it is, so don’t give up this time and don’t forget, Wukong.”

"Meeting you may be the best thing in my life, Wukong."

Although he knows that Wukong may not fully understand what he said at this moment, as long as he remembers and as long as he holds the hand of the boy in front of him tightly, it will be forever.The terrible despair that was once untouchable, we did not flinch, the scars that were exposed were devastated, but we never gave up hope, hey, Wukong, our future is actually very beautiful, I have been looking forward to meeting you and everyone It's really great to be happy all the time.