Tianwen

The rows of willow trees on both sides of the river bank were hanging listlessly at the moment, and they didn't feel the slightest wind movement. The woods are lush and green, and the cicadas are singing in unison, as if to declare that this is their season.

Yi Yuan and his party are very lively and jumpy, against the scorching sun on their heads, a group of people stepped on the river, you splash me with a palm, I sprinkle you with a handful of water droplets. The scattered splashes hit Jiang Xiaoning and Yi Wei who were watching from the shore, causing the two of them to be angry, and the lotus leaves in their hands were blocked in front of them, constantly shaking, loudly scolding the rogue actions ......of everyone

A crab abruptly threw at Jiang Xiaoning's feet, and then crawled rampantly to Jiang Xiaoning's feet, frightened Jiang Xiaoning to take a few steps back, and shouted Brother Yuan screaming, with tears faintly flashing in his eyes, without waiting for Yi Yuan to come over, Yi Wei kicked the crab into the water, and the phoenix eyes glared at Qin Ran.

It was Qin Ran who took advantage of everyone's inattention, quietly caught a crab, and deliberately threw it in front of Jiang Xiaoning.

Yi Yuan was a little unhappy in his heart, and he felt a little sorry for Xiao Ning'er. Greeting the big guy, he kept splashing at Qin Ran. After a while, the two Qin Ran brothers were soaked, and water droplets continued to fall from the top of their heads, causing Jiang Xiaoning on the shore to burst into tears and laugh ......

Qin Zhuo touched the water droplets on his face, a little speechless, the crab was made by Qin Ran, not me, why didn't even I let it go. Alas, Brother Pit's baby has to learn a lesson, and he picked up a large splash of water and kept greeting Qin Ran.

Yi Yuan found it fun, put his hands together, picked up a splash, and came to Yi Wei and Jiang Xiaoning. In the water, a golden, beautiful little fish is swimming freely, unaware of the danger.

Yi Wei and Jiang Xiaoning, who were tired, were sitting on the stone at the moment, with green lotus leaves on their heads. The crystal clear feet are constantly swinging in the river, splashing in bursts of water.

Jiang Xiaoning mischievously used his slender fingers to keep chasing the little fish in Yi Yuan's hand. Xiao Yu'er hid in Tibet, unable to escape the helplessness of being teased, running around, and burst into tears in panic.

Dongfang Wei's eyes looked through the overlapping figures, looking at Yi Wei, who was like a hibiscus out of the water, laughing like silver bells in the sun, and was a little demented for a while, looking stupid, his hands in the water motionless.......

Chun Yuming on the side looked at the stupid Dongfang Wei, and looked at him with a gaze, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and picked up a large splash of water and sprinkled it on Dongfang Wei's head, which woke up Dongfang Wei. Dongfang Wei scolded with a smile and immediately fought back. So the surrounding water splashed everywhere, and it was another round of water fighting, and the laughter and scolding spread ......

Xue Qian, who was sitting under the willow tree in the distance, was holding the lyre in his arms at this time, but he had no intention of playing. He longed to play in the water with his friends, but he couldn't. As the only heir of the children of the family, he abides by the rules handed down by the family for thousands of years and cannot be crossed without permission.

Under the shade of the trees, Jiang Xiaoning, who was quietly watching the sunken fish and geese in the distance, was bright and moving, and there were ripples in his heart for a while......

In the Ming Garden, under the pomegranate tree, peony flowers bloom. Old Man Yi and Old Man Jiang were lying on the rocking chairs, not knowing whether they were dreaming of butterflies or the fragrance of flowers to make people sleep.

The scorching sun will always disappear one day, and the wind will gradually become rough. The clothes of the people who went out became heavier and heavier, and the people in the fields worked happily, and the harvest was the best gift.

Rows of willow trees along both sides of the river are slowly losing their yellow leaves. In the woods, the yellow leaves are gradually increasing, and a thick layer is spread on the ground. Only a small bamboo grove next to the woods on the side, still green bamboo leaves, under the rough west wind, fluttered with the wind, making a rustling sound.

In an instant, the red dust fell into a dream, who is in the romance?

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In the east wing of the Ming Garden, Yi Yuan and his entourage were reading aloud the ancient poems of the sages: "Guan Guan Sui Dove, in the River Island." My Fair Lady, Gentleman. Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it. I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning. Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano. Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, bells and drums. "

In the bamboo forest in the backyard, under the hexagonal hall. The drunken fragrance curls with a faint fragrance, and Master Jiang plucks the strings with both hands, and the clear and low sound of the piano makes people intoxicated. Old Man Yi was already reclining on the chair and falling asleep.

The afternoon sun, through the dense bamboo forest, sprinkled with mottled rays of sunlight, makes people have a feeling of stealing half a day of leisure, and the taste of life is refreshing.

Hongchen passed the time, kept moving forward, the cold wind became more and more arrogant day by day, and the wisps of cold continued to ravage the whole earth. The people hiding in the house couldn't help but build piles of flames, sit around the fire, and chatter and ......

The snowflakes also came as promised, gently, softly, from the sky to draw a graceful posture, fluttering, under the cold wind beating, rolling, unwilling to fall in the southeast direction, and then like a speck of dust, disappeared in an instant.

The Jade Emperor Temple on the nameless hillside stands alone. The gray-clothed middle-aged Taoist priest who was meditating in the backyard stood up and looked at the snowflakes fluttering and falling outside through the window, and his heart was full of emotion. After more than 70 years of practice, he is only in the middle of Qi refining, and he is guarding Funiu Town, and he only has more than 20 low-grade Qi Nourishing Pills every year, and if he wants to reach the late stage of Qi refining, it is estimated that it will take seven or eight years to get enough of the required pills.

This Barberry Town aura is really too thin, and it is really not suitable for cultivation. There are many strong spiritual energy in the sect, but there are only twelve pills per year, and his lowest cultivation is crowded out everywhere in the sect, and there are endless chores, which is really not as good as the quiet days here. Although the aura is thin, it is also free and free, and the cultivation time is more, but it is not slower than practicing in the sect.

Spring comes and goes in summer, autumn goes to winter, and I endure the taste of loneliness in the years. I haven't been home for a long time, and I guess my old father has passed away, right? The brothers in the family are probably older than me, right? There are several children, right?

Alas!...... In the sigh, the middle-aged Taoist priest secretly planned in his heart, wait a minute, he should practice hard, and reach the foundation building period as soon as possible, so he took the time to go home to see, his eyes with a little tears slowly cleared, and the chaotic thoughts slowly stopped, and then slowly strengthened his faith.

The middle-aged Taoist priest closed the window and sat back down. After meditating and practicing, guiding the exercises, after a short time, a trace of heaven and earth aura emerged, and slowly inhaled into the body ......