The sun shines through the gaps between the dense trees, the green grass is like the softest velvet, and the rows of willow branches are spread out along the moat, soothing this sacred and lonely land with tenderness.
With a "plop", a person seemed to fall from the sky and landed on the soft grass. With an "ouch", he was about to turn over and get up. A net was already placed on his head - the net was not too big or too small, just enough to cover his head.
Live like a wild boar caught in a trap.
As soon as he struggled, he realized that the net was very small, not for hunting, and was very fine. There was a butterfly flapping its wings in it, buzzing, and some fine dust fell on his face.
"Ah chirp..." He sneezed, his nose was itchy, and he almost shed tears. He was very embarrassed. His eyes turned and met a forehead, a pair of enlarged and exquisite eyes, with green grass and wild flowers on his body.
of fragrance.
He was startled, took a step back, and looked curiously at this girl in a snow-white gauze shirt, with long black hair hanging down behind her waist, like a sparkling waterfall.
The girl spoke first, so curious: "Why are you crying?"
"You said I'm crying?" He took off the net bag covering his head, and the butterfly flew out. He became angry, "Who are you talking about? Who is crying?"
"Isn't it just you? Look, the tears are still there..."
The young man was furious. Sure enough, there were tears on his face. This was caused by allergies caused by the pollen incited by butterflies that entered his eyes. However, he was indeed "crying". He couldn't tell clearly, so he could only falter: "What are you doing?"
Catch me?"
"Sorry, I wanted to catch butterflies... I didn't expect..." A big fish was caught in the net. The girl quickly let go of the net bag that was used to catch the butterfly, covering her mouth and laughing secretly. The net bag was made of a colorful silk thread.
It had been torn apart by the young man and half of it fell to the ground. There was only a green bamboo pole left in her hand.
This young man who fell from the sky was wearing a golden robe, with a golden sword hanging on his waist, and a network of pearls. He was radiant, as if he were a prince walking out of a picture. She had never seen an outsider here for many years, so she asked curiously