[Yuanshen] After full favorability, the dimension wall is broken

Manyo's Invitation to Maple Red Chapter

Its three first period and one meeting

"The smoke condenses deep into the green trees, and the grass disappears from the Jingyang Bell."

"Worry to see the flowers and the moon, and the desolate autumn to swallow the gnats."

The Forbidden City, also known as the Forbidden City, was originally the royal palace of the Ming and Qing dynasties.There are four gates in the Forbidden City, namely the Meridian Gate, the Shenwu Gate, the Donghua Gate and the Xihua Gate; the buildings in the palace are divided into two parts: the outer court and the inner court.There is a folk saying that "nine beams and eighteen pillars and 72 ridges" describe the complexity of its structure.

""Everything is lonely, and the deep palace is barren of grass. The prosperity and reminiscence of the old years are cutting people's intestines.""

There are many tourists, and the clean and warm voice of the young man rings in your ears.He lowered his red eyes, slowly stroked the pages of the book with his fingers, and the corners of his dark red eyes slightly raised: "...it's a very good poem."

You took out your notebook from your backpack, copied this poem on it, and raised your camera to take some serious photos of the red wall of the Forbidden City.

Naturally, the royal design is meticulously crafted and ingenious. Whether it is the design of the window frame, the pattern of the corridor or the pattern on the ancient vase and golden bell, it will give you a new understanding of the structure of this exhibition.

After recording all these patterns, you let out a long breath and looked at Manyo with a smile: "Manye really likes poetry."

"Glory is easy to dissipate. Even if the beautiful scenery and time are grand and magnificent at this time, they will easily dissipate under time." Wan Ye paused, and looked gently at the red wall beside him, "That's why there are poems and paintings. , and the existence of these exhibitions you have been doing?"

You paused, and nodded slightly.

"They serve as "carriers" to help people retain their memories..." He raised his eyes and murmured in a nostalgic tone, "Even if..."

"...Even if no one remembers those memories, no one wants to read them anymore."

"Thousands of weeds are luxuriant, and the deep courtyard is barren."

"I don't see you every year, lonely and autumn."

Before leaving Inazuma——

——To be precise, it was a long, long time ago, before everything happened.

At that time, he was the last descendant of the former Inazuma nobleman, the Fengyuan family.

In Daozuma City where there are many rich and powerful families, Fengyuan's surname was once all-powerful.

However, fortune is unpredictable, and when the family business passed into his hands, the Fengyuan family was already in decline.The former luxurious houses have been dilapidated, and a large number of debts are overwhelming.

At this time, he would stand in the courtyard covered with leaves because no one cleaned it, looking out from the city wall.He looked at the blue sky, and thought of "Shadow Migration and Dew Grass Self-Mourning" and "Late Flower Empty Promise" in the legendary Guardian Forest.

The Qiongcao, which is full of fluorescent light, grows in clusters around Yingxiang Mountain.It spreads all over the silent guarding forest.Under the moonlight, the "empty color" of the petals flows quietly. After the twilight fades away, the magnificent "dew grass color" is mottled and flickering, as if there is an invisible figure walking through the grass.

When the night is dark, if the desired scenery comes to mind, but you can no longer get the freedom to go out of the courtyard and roam around...you will feel a little bit sad.

Perhaps it was because of this thought, although he was helpless, but at the moment when the house was paid off and the servants dispersed, he breathed a sigh of relief: taking this as an opportunity, it is not bad to be a free person who wanders the world.

——Go and see the surrounding scenery.

So, he put on the bamboo hat and left Daozuma City.

Since embarking on the journey, everything has become different: the world, the mountains and the sea have become his closest homeland, walking under the clouds and listening to the sound of the wind and water, he always feels extremely comfortable physically and mentally.

"Hanasaki's first redness faded, and she was deeply interested in it."

"The red kite asks about sleep, and the wild geese come and go."

"The Qiong tree reflects the vase, and the dancing fan shakes the red fragrance."

"Ziyuan sighs for you Hong, late flowers make empty promises."

In this way, he followed the direction guided by the wind and walked all the way from the path.When traveling around, he occasionally came across something worth recording, so he picked up his nickname or wrote some poems.Sakura and Maple are waiting quietly somewhere in Inazuma, but the ronin who can write such an elegant name for the scenery is wandering somewhere.

He is not alone. During the journey, he made friends of all kinds.He experienced constant encounters, which also meant experiencing constant parting.He saw all kinds of wishes. He kept his name anonymous for the wish called "freedom", and stepped on the stage for countless wishes to face the thunder.

But after all...

"—Manyo?"

A gentle and clear voice came, and he raised his head subconsciously, looking at the girl standing under the city wall, looking up at the clusters of red leaves.

She looked mature and calm, reminding him of a beautiful plant in his hometown.

The name of the plant has been lost for a long time and it is difficult to study. It is not ostentatious, so the world will not even notice this plant.

Noticing it was just an accidental opportunity - in his spare time, he once sat on a rock and wanted to break off a plant stalk beside him to write a poem, but he was surprised to find that the seemingly fragile The plant stems are unexpectedly hard.

"It always grows in places where it is not easy to grow," said the friend beside him, "but this is not certain; it looks inconspicuous, and if it grows in a place full of fragrant flowers, it will not be seen. But it is Such an extremely inhospitable place can only be seen if it grows."

"Maybe it's because the growth process is too bumpy. It looks like it will break when it breaks, but in fact the stalk is harder than anyone else. Sometimes, if it is not broken with a knife, it will only become more and more difficult to break. "

"It has deep roots, so it grows slower than anyone else."

"But if one day..."

"Wan Ye?" A bit of doubt flashed in her eyes, and there was a touch of worry in her tone, "What's wrong with you? I remembered..."

There was a hint of hesitation and uncertainty in her expression, which made him chuckle.

"Don't worry." He walked up to her, bent down, and looked at her tenderly with those red eyes, "The past is the past. Not to mention "helpless", the situation at that time , I prefer to call it "going home happily". "

"...Okay then," she paused, didn't ask any more questions, but just showed him a big smile, "Let's go to Yujingting to have a look? I heard that there are some very valuable designs there. symbol……"

While speaking, she walked towards her destination without any hesitation.

……yes.

She has grown a lot compared to when he first saw her.Her steps no longer hesitated, and her eyes were full of confidence and firmness.She still looks so young, but she is also so energetic and active, moving forward on this road with enthusiasm.

"It has deep roots, so it grows slower than anyone else."

"But if one day..."

"It really persevered through that sludge and struggled out..."

"...Presumably, there must be a reason to keep going."

Located on the top of the mountain on the east side of the Royal Garden, the Yujing Pavilion was originally the site of the Guanhua Temple in the Ming Dynasty, and it was converted into a rockery during the Wanli period.The pavilion is square, with four pillars, one bucket and two liters crossed with hemp leaf Dougong, with a pointed top, covered with emerald green glazed tiles, yellow glazed tiles with trimmed edges, gilt top, and partition doors on all sides.Looking down from here, you can overlook the Forbidden City, Jingshan, and Xiyuan.

Perhaps because of the higher terrain, compared with other scenery in the imperial garden, this place is particularly sparsely populated.Put your backpacks away—you took out the pen and paper, and carefully raised your head to record the lines drawn on the pavilion; as for the ronin samurai, he found another place to sit, looking at the scenery in the distance, lips There was a vague smile between them.

After recording several key elements in a notebook, you adjusted the camera and took a picture of the pavilion.Backlit, as you adjust and examine photos in the shadows, you remember that the camera hasn't been cleaned in ages.

When you opened the preview interface, you suddenly paused and smiled knowingly.

You see landscapes and exhibition silhouettes that you have photographed one after another.You saw the exhibition you participated in and took pictures of the draft of the design...

...and, a group photo with everyone.

Huge fireworks bloomed in the sky, and everyone had such bright and sincere smiles on their faces.

"Looking at photos?"

The boy's gentle and clear voice came.You turned your head, and Wanye had already walked by your side at some point.

"Yeah." You held up the camera and showed him with a smile, "Do you remember that day?"

Wan Ye smiled and nodded slightly: "Of course I remember."

You: "Yeah, I also remember that someone said "one period and one meeting" and planned to leave without telling me anything. "

Wanye: "...cough..."

Seeing the boy in front of you showing a somewhat distressed look, you still couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Okay, okay, didn't you say——" You winked at him teasingly, ""The past Just let it go", right? "

Wan Ye realized that you were joking, and looked at you helplessly: "You..."

"——since you first came here,"

You stand in front of the pavilion, looking at the distant scenery.The clusters of deep green are mixed with thin red. In the autumn of the mountains and plains, the halo of dusk makes your vision blurred.

"Hasn't it been almost a whole year?"

He turned his face, paused, and nodded slightly to you.

You opened your mouth.There are too many things you want to say and ask in your heart.

Where have you been for the past five months?Has the expansion of the crack that happened in the snow mountain before been resolved?Is there still danger?

do you know?This year, these five months, I have experienced many things myself.I have been praised by many people and scolded by countless people.How many difficulties and setbacks I have gone through alone, how many ideals I have dreamed of, and how many ideals I have dreamed of, I have reached a height that I have never imagined.

I want to know so much...

...You guys, do you think I have become a little better?

But you just moved your lips and couldn't say a word.

In such silence, a breeze blew by, and a few fallen leaves fell from the forest.

Wan Ye pinched a leaf with two slender white fingers, and looked at you with a gentle smile: "Since I have a leaf at hand, I can play a song for you. I will take this as an apology. how?"

You raised your head, paused, and finally just nodded slightly.

He pressed the leaves to his lips and closed his eyes slightly.The leaves and the wind together constitute a crisp sound, which echoes in the forest and pavilion for a long time without dispersing.It should be a poignant and choking sound, but perhaps because of the different moods of the performer and the listener, it adds a bit of open-mindedness.

--"One for a while".

The song ended, but none of you spoke, just stood quietly under the autumn wind.

"At the foot of Mount Arima, the plains are full of green bamboos."

"Thousands of poles are blowing, how can I forget your face."

The author says:

"Have I become what you expected?"

Thank you my family and friends. ?