The setting sun is not only affecting the high mountains and long waters. The snow on the top has experienced countless years. Before the night falls, it appears like a galaxy, lit up with countless bright stars.
Living in this human world, but far away from that world, without the hustle and bustle of carriages and horses, it is still pure. The atmosphere in the mountains is very good with the scenery in the evening. There are birds accompanying each other, returning from afar together, and then resting for the night.
When I woke up early the next day, there was a bug to eat.
This contains the true meaning of life, day after day, it is the meaning of life.
It is not difficult to discern the true meaning of life. But in the hustle and bustle of this world, people have high aspirations and their eyes are only focused on the distance. Therefore, they want to discern, but they don’t know how to recognize it, let alone express it.
There are only a handful of people in this world who can truly achieve enlightenment. Among these few people, this woman is one of them.
The woman in white has been sitting here and has not moved an inch for a hundred years.
She has been sitting here quietly, not looking at the world, only looking at her eyes.
This majestic colorful cloud stretches towards the distance as the sunset slants westward, covering the mountains and rivers. Some flowers have fallen to the flowing water. They bloom on the branches to add a touch of color to the spring.
This flower cannot hold up in the cool wind and can no longer add bright colors to this spring. When this flower falls, the ending we usher in may not be completely useless.
It can fall in the spring breeze, or it can go far away with the flowing water. After being moistened by water, it is finally pushed to the shore and turned into spring mud. It uses the decayed body to fully sublimate and become useful again.
Things are useful things for nurturing the next generation.
"There is nothing useless in this world. Just like this flower, when it falls, people think that the light on it will eventually be enveloped by the sunset, and will eventually be swallowed up, and it will never be able to bloom a trace of light again. As everyone knows, the setting sun is setting in the west.
Extending to the distance, the brilliance along the way comes from the reflection of that flower. If this vast world only has that ray of brilliance, it cannot be called scenery."
"But I call it monotonous. Although there is color, it is as dull and dull."
The woman in white still raised her head, her frown slightly relaxed, as if she had understood some great truth, and finally relaxed, but she still didn't open her eyes.
She kept her eyes closed, but everything in this world was extremely magical, reflecting in the bottom of her heart. She knew what was before and behind her, and even knew what was hidden in the earth and in the sky.
This world cannot be monotonous. It is precisely because all things complement each other that beauty is created.
The woman in white stayed there for a long time, and one scene after another kept appearing in her mind. They were past events, falling flowers, shattered in the wind, and then turned into spring mud in the wind.
All things in this world are useless. Even when they die and reach the end of their lives, they will lead the next generation. They turned into spring mud and fed back the generations to come. Their spirits also turned into rays of light.
Guide the new generation. Guide in the darkness and run towards the light.
As the images in his mind flashed one after another, the woman in white, who had a tense and guarded face, relaxed at this moment.
At this moment, she was mumbling to herself. Perhaps these words were really spoken to herself. Perhaps, she was expressing something through this soliloquy.
"This life is like a lake and river, sitting on the ground. Although the water is located in the same sky and earth, its endings are different. And this life, just like the water flowing in different directions, life
High and low are equally inconsistent. In this life, everyone has a fate. Even so, how can he stop while walking, sit and sigh, and feel sad? Waiting for this helpless fate? "
The breeze blew gently everywhere, rolling up and down again, but it reverberated fiercely, rushing straight into the sky and into the stars. Who was the woman in white telling this sentence to?
"If so...if so. These living beings are all so relieved, or they are like grass, trees, sand and stones, heartless and heartless. In the world back then, in that battle, their souls were already dead, and blood was stained everywhere. Thousands of these
Years are not allowed to go away. If this is not hell, what is it? But it is also true that the human heart is not grass and trees, nor sand and gravel. People have their destiny and their hearts are retrograde. What they do is just a fight that will not be in vain and have no regrets."
Their lives are not in vain, and they have no regrets. They have feelings, hearts, flesh and blood. They use everything they possess to give away everything they have, in exchange for a few hundred years of respite from the human world.
As a result, the world once again experienced a majestic tide. It had been nearly six hundred years since the last disaster. The spirit of the heaven and earth recovered slightly, and grew stronger under the feedback of the vitality of all living beings. The mountains and rivers began to be beautiful, and the birds began to sing.
No longer attached to the mountains and forests of the past, the fish in the pond no longer longed for the abyss, and no one went to the Northern Wilderness to reclaim wasteland.
These years of feedback have brought about a new atmosphere in the world, which is now the same as before!
People return to farming in a simple way, and around a dozen acres of land, there are two or three thatched huts, with willow trees covering the roofs. The peaches and plums competing for spring are lined up in front of the yard, and the houses in the distance can be seen by looking up.
There are curls of cooking smoke floating in the village, a few dogs barking in the deep lanes, roosters crowing on the top of the trees, and fish jumping in the streams. Some here are comfortable and leisurely, some are free, and some are like those of outsiders.
envious.
The beauty's soul wandered in the world. She saw many weeds in the courtyard. There were many bright flowers around, but her eyes kept falling on those weeds.
It is said that green mountains are always accompanied by green. It is the green trees that set off the mountains, so they are majestic. Is this really true? When autumn comes, the leaves have fallen all over the ground, but the mountains are still spectacular.
In this spring, thousands of flowers are blooming and charming in the spring. But in the cold autumn, they all fall with the wind, unable to withstand the cold and frost. Only a few grasses, unknown and ignored in the spring, carry with them
The essence of cold resistance is to welcome that extremely harsh winter.
In this world, the flowers blooming represent the prosperity of the world. And these small grasses represent the invincibility in the harsh environment.
There are not a few people who are unknown in the world. They hide in the prosperous times and emerge in the troubled times.
Unknown, this woman is one of them.
When this woman's soul wanders around the world, it means that this spring has passed away, and it has been replaced by a blizzard and cold winter that no one can solve. As this spring is about to pass, she cannot be full of sadness, and she has no leisure time to break willows.
Decorate to preserve this short-lived spring scene.
In her mind, the sea of blood kept reappearing, and the heroes who died in battle six hundred years ago kept reappearing. Her thoughts continued, and she sighed at the short passing of spring. In the blink of an eye, she returned to the mountains and rivers where she was, and the thousands of mountains were red.
all over.
The next moment, the woman in white opened her eyes.
When she opened her eyes, her eyes were as deep as the ocean, with the trajectory of countless stars, the destruction of all things, and the reincarnation of flowers blooming and falling.
The moment she opened her eyes, everything in the world stood still. Even the years stopped at this moment. In this glance, it turned into a scene of eternity.
In the end, the woman in white still tried to keep this brief century-old spring that had been bought with the blood of countless heroes. At this moment, she swore with her Taoist heart that she would keep all things in her palms to protect this peaceful and prosperous age and never have to worry about it.
"When you open your eyes...these thousands of mountains and rivers are like eternity."
Above the starry sky, in the bright moon, there was a sigh. The tone was full of respect.
"The stars turn and the night turns into day. The independent world lasts for eternity. Even if the Human Emperor and he step out of here, there is still someone standing upright in this world."
As the words fell, there was a rain that flowed upstream from the sky and merged into a long river, flowing into the starry sky. In an instant, hundreds of rivers flowed in, gathering thousands of miles away. It covered the starry sky and also drowned the bright moon, which had always been high and arrogant.
At this moment, the originally deep and vast starry sky lit up with blue waves.