Little Farmer Big Star

A picture appeared in front of everyone at the scene.

There are images and there are sounds.

It was their own voice, and it was the song they heard in their ears.

"I stepped into the desert boat,

With a pipe hourglass on its back,

He also held a jug of spirits in his hand.

The long ancient road is long,

I can't express my joys, my sorrows, my sorrows,

Only the camel was still busy.

 …”

The picture kept changing according to the sounds they heard. In the picture, the one they saw was like themselves and someone else, turned over and exaggerated the camel beside him, carried a pipe and an hourglass on his back, and still had a hand in his hand. Holding a jug of spirits.

The sense of the picture is very strong, and what everyone sees is so real.

It's so real that they can't tell the difference. Is what they see fake or real?

The man in the picture is on a camel, with a pipe and an hourglass on his back, and holding a strong drink. What is he going to do?

Naturally, we are going to cross the desert.

Since then, other disturbances in the world have nothing to do with him, only on the long and long ancient road, in the vast and barren desert, there is a figure of him riding a camel alone.

The figure is lonely, but it is enviable and yearning.

Longing for the vastness, barrenness and loneliness of the desert, longing for walking in the desert, the camel full of spirituality, carrying hope and distance.

When you are physically and mentally exhausted, when you are disturbed and helpless by the various disturbances in the world, put on the pipe and hourglass, take the spirits, straddle the camel, go for a walk in the desert, and put down all the Everything seems to be a good choice.

It's just that when you are entangled in the dust, how many people can go for a walk in the desert without worry?

Therefore, the figure walking alone in the desert is certainly distressing, but it is also enviable and yearning.

"What ghostly legend,

What ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, monsters,

Only the heron eagle sang faintly.

The yellow sand swept across the sky,

go around every corner,

Walking in the endless vast galaxy.

 …”

The singing continued, some hoarse, some high-pitched, and the pictures that everyone at the scene saw in front of their eyes were still continuing.

No matter what ghosts and legends it is, no matter what ghosts, ghosts, ghosts and demons, no matter what yellow sands fill the sky, those obsessions and demons blocking the eyes are all regarded as non-existent and invisible.

As long as you walk forward, you will be able to hear the faint singing of the heron eagle in the sky, and you will be able to see the endless vast galaxy.

Those are all hope.

"Day and night intertwine,

So charming and graceful,

I wasted time and wasted myself.

There is too much lost ahead,

Persistence is free and easy,

Out of the dark can be free and happy.

 …”

Day and night are so distinct, and when they intersect, they are so enchanting and graceful.

Especially in the barren and lonely desert with the vast galaxy, the interlaced pictures are definitely more enchanting and graceful.

No one can deny its enchanting, and no one can deny its graceful nature, even those who have not seen such a sight.

The scene of day and night interlaced is so enchanting and graceful, but for many people, time also hurriedly passes in such enchanting and graceful interlacing.

I wasted time, wasted years, and wasted myself. The long road of life is like the desert in front of me, barren, lonely, and there are too many lost paths.

But if you can keep moving forward, you will be able to traverse the lost road ahead, walk out of the darkness, and become free and happy.

The singing paused, the rhythm of the melody was still cheerful and free and easy, just like the person who walked alone in the desert, finally crossed the desert, crossed the lost, walked out of the darkness, and became happy and fast.

It seemed that one could hear that person's extremely free and easy laughter.

The pictures in front of everyone at the scene still haven't disappeared. They saw that person laughing and heard that person laughing.

The picture in front of me is still following the melody,

The rhythmic swing is cheerful and free and easy.

At this time, the singing paused, and everyone's thoughts should have temporarily withdrawn from the singing, and then felt shocked, surprised, excited and excited.

Because a song they were not optimistic about originally made them fascinated like a charm.

But the truth is not like this, they are neither shocked, surprised, nor excited and excited.

Because their thoughts haven't come out of the singing, they are still fascinated.

until the singing came out again.

"I seek desert oases,

A mirage appears,

I seem to see her waiting there.

I remember her tenderness,

burning my chest,

Lost in the pot of old wine from last night.

 …”

In the barren desert, always look for an oasis, because an oasis represents life and hope.

In the process of finding an oasis, mirages often appear.

The mirage is illusory, but it is so real in the eyes of those looking for an oasis in the desert.

Not only real, but also very beautiful.

Beautiful places often have beautiful things, and the most beautiful ones are naturally the ones waiting there.

I remembered her tenderness, and remembered that she once leaned against my chest. Everything was beautiful, but unfortunately I can only use the word "remember" now.

Everything is in the past, and she will only appear in the mirage again, where she can see, but never touch her hair, her cheeks, and her tenderness.

Love, there are joys and sorrows, there are regrets, and there are misses.

Maybe, everyone will meet a person who wants to love but misses out.

Love is never perfect again.

Everyone sighed softly. At this time, it is estimated that they will really get lost in the pot of old wine from last night.

"I put on big toe shoes,

across the harsh wilderness,

I felt as if I had traveled to another world.

Aladdin's lamp is tilted,

Heaven and hell have overlapped,

Suddenly a butterfly came flying.

 …”

The lost love is impossible to come back, and occasionally seeing her face, it is enough to think of her tenderness.

Bury love into the bottom of my heart, don't touch it for the time being, put on big-toe shoes, and cross the cold wilderness, as if you have come to another world.

What kind of world is that?

It was a beautiful fairy tale world, a fairy tale about the beautiful love between Aladdin and the princess.

Beautiful love, often only exists in fairy tales.

Aladdin, a poor and kind young man, lives in the western part of China.

One day, a magician found him.

The magician claimed to be the younger brother of Aladdin's deceased father, and he pretended to be Aladdin's uncle in order for Aladdin to help him with a treasure.

Only Aladdin could get the treasure, it was an old oil lamp.

The magician took Aladdin to the place where the oil lamp was placed, and told Aladdin how to get the oil lamp.

Aladdin did as he did, and finally got the oil lamp smoothly.

However, when Aladdin returned, an accident happened and he was trapped underground by the magician.

Aladdin finally understood that the magician was not his uncle, he was just using him to help him get the oil lamp.

Fortunately, Aladdin did not give the oil lamp to the magician. Aladdin looked at the oil lamp and wiped it with his hand, and a magical scene appeared.

A giant god stood in front of Aladdin, calling him the master, and asked Aladdin what orders?

It turned out that it was not an ordinary oil lamp, but a magic lamp.

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