autumn leaves fall

A shallow moon, full of stars.The sound of insects is cool, and the late life is uneven.

A little girl in a blue dress came from a distance.The little girl looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, and the girl with a blue body skirt had fairer skin, and she didn't look particularly obtrusive when walking in this night.When the little girl approached, she could hear the crisp sound of "bells and bells". After looking carefully for a while, she noticed a string of small bells hanging around the girl's waist.

The little girl is called "Luo", and her name comes from the "Tao Te Ching" "Medium is like jade, Luoluo is like stone."

Luo walked slowly on the wet soil by the river, but there was no dust on his shoes.

When it was deserted and clear, the intermittent choking sound cut through the air from the river and spread to the opposite bank.

Luo turned his head to look at the river in doubt, and saw a brown wooden basin floating on the huge river, facing the autumn wind, the wooden basin seemed to be crumbling, weak and helpless.

"Are there river lanterns here too? Why is there still meowing?" Luo was a little puzzled, made a gesture, and said silently: "Change."

The wooden basin that was floating on the river turned to the bank in an instant. Luo reached out and hugged the wooden basin. The water on the bottom of the basin was still wet, and dripping drops of water fell on the autumn grass.

"What a small child." Luo muttered to himself.

A child wrapped in a thin cloth was sleeping in the tub. The child's face was pale from the cold, and his crying was dumb. It seemed that his eyes could be opened, but there was still a narrow slit.Luo put down the wooden basin, and carefully poked the child's face with his hand, and a bit of biting cold came over him.

Luo thought for a while, then closed his eyes again, as if he was meditating on something, suddenly smiled, "This is it." He stretched out his hands, and after a white light flashed, a thick red cotton material appeared on his hands.Luo carefully changed the crying child from the half-wet thin cloth to the new cotton cloth.By the way, Luo turned over the tub to make sure there was nothing in it except a piece of rag, and then stood up holding the child.

After changing to a thicker fabric, the little doll slowly closed her half-closed eyes, stopped crying, and fell asleep quietly, obediently and not disturbing.

Luo stared blankly at the little thing that had fallen asleep in her arms, a little at a loss.The little thing seems to be still at the age of breastfeeding, I don't understand anything... how to raise it...

Luo lifted the small bell from his waist and rang it, but it was unexpectedly loud in the quiet night.

A small boat sailed from afar.The boatman is a monster called "Three Hands".According to legend, there is a record in the Classic of Mountains and Seas: a three-legged ferryman with sky eyes on his back, holds a paddle, and sails the sea of ​​clouds. "

The third-hand boats are carved with wooden dragon heads and fish tails, and the bamboo canopy is covered with patterned cloth with gold rim and black background.

When the third hand saw Luo, he bowed his head and took off his hat in salute.

Luo hugged the child and stepped onto the boat.

"Take me to a place where someone can adopt him." Luo thought for a while and said.

Three hands nodded.The boat moved slowly...

In order to keep the child warmer, Luo tried hard to hug the child tightly, trying to warm him with her own body temperature.The child also seemed tired from crying and slept very well.

After this tossing, most of the night has dispersed, the stars and the moon are gradually blurred, and the sky is covered with bright colors.

Following the guidance of the third hand, Luo found the residence of the people here. It was a huge circular attic. Everyone here could only know one kind of spell. They neither belonged to gods nor humans. people.

Luo carefully placed the child at the gate of the attic. As soon as he put the child down, the child immediately began to cry sharply, as if not to let Luo leave.Luo smiled bitterly, knowing in her heart that she really couldn't take care of such a young child, and this time she came here to help him find a home.

The grown-ups in the loft get up pretty early.Soon someone found the crying child.Luo Shifa allowed himself to walk into another time and space, and he could only see the people outside, but the people outside could not see him.Follow the group of people all the way in.

The person who adopted the child was an old man, and he seemed to be a very high-ranking old man.This old man is called Pei, and he is the head of the elders of the Shui tribe.

Luo has been wandering all the time, and it has been like this since a long time ago, walking through the clouds, walking through the bottom of the sea, coming and going between the world, and seeing the other shore.She knew that there was such a place a long time ago, the people here are higher than the mortal world, and somewhat lower than the gods.

It only goes to the human world once in a lifetime, and it is sealed here for generations.

But fortunately, from the current point of view, the people here are very kind.

After Pei adopted the child, the original old eyes were full of brilliance. He asked the sheep raiser to borrow some goat milk, and asked the ancestors to make children's clothes. The serious and serious old man seemed to be a different person. some popularity.

Luo stayed by the child's side for a long time, looking at the soft flesh on his face and the little hands waving from time to time, he was really reluctant.Obviously no one else could see Luo, but he could always sense Luo's direction at the first moment, which surprised Luo a little.

The sound of deep and shallow footsteps approached.

Luo knew in her heart that she was afraid that Grandma Pei had returned.

The grandma picked up the baby from the cradle, turned around the room, stopped again, and pinched and pinched to make the final calculation: "It's like the wind, and it's like the rain. When the wind stops and the rain stops, the clouds have nowhere to go. This child was born in autumn, so it is also related to autumn, so let's name it 'Qiu'."

Qiu also woke up, and blinked at Pei, as if he liked the name too.

"Qiu? Do you know you have a name?" Luo looked at the silly Qiu smiling in Pei's arms, and laughed too.

When Luo laughed, she was childish, as beautiful as a little princess who didn't know much about the world.

......

"My name is Luo. My parents hope that I can live as strong as a stone, not jade, which is beautiful but fragile. Can you remember me, little guy?"

"There is a very beautiful word in the world, called fate. I always believe that the beginning of our fate is the beginning of our fate from the first sight."

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