The golden pheasants sing and the golden crows sing, the sun shines brightly, and it’s another vibrant morning.
Today is a special day - the centenary birthday of Grandma Taotie, so since the morning there have been crackling firecrackers all over the country. The residents of the whole city sincerely wish Grandma Taotie good luck in the East China Sea and longevity in Nanshan Mountain.
The sound of firecrackers was so loud that the crow and the little fox couldn't sleep. They could only curse and get up. After washing up for a while, they went out and took a look at the busy streets. They wanted to curse but were afraid of being beaten, so they could only shut up and turn into the pub.
Have breakfast.
Entering the hall, there were naturally more people. It took a lot of effort for the two hooligans to get into the kitchen. Just as they were about to reach out and grab some food, they were hit hard by the male fish with a spoon and warned them not to move.
The snacks prepared by the "birthday boy". The two gangsters screamed in pain, but they did not dare to offend Mr. Heng. They stood angrily in the kitchen and looked left and right. Qiyun saw that they were pitiful, so he secretly gave them some snacks and called them
Go to the backyard to eat.
Carrying the food to the backyard, there were fewer people than in the hall, but it was still very crowded. The two idiots had no choice but to walk into Qiutiao Mountain. Finally, there were not so many people and it was more spacious. But for just a short while, the two idiots
This idiot left Qiu Niao Mountain because there were "too few people" here. There was no one at all. Everyone was busy celebrating Grandma Taotie's birthday. The crow and the little fox were really bored. After eating the snacks, the two of them ran away.
To Taoyuan Village.
The same goes for ordinary people in Taoyuan Village. They set off firecrackers everywhere to celebrate Po He's birthday. They almost regard today as a holiday. Moreover, everyone also engages in some folk activities, such as dragon and lion dances, Taotie dances, beating gongs, drums, and Yangko, and the most popular
The activities of "dog chasing away little fox", "mother-in-law beating up crow" and "driving away gangsters" are popular among children. Several children and boys and girls from Qiu Bird Mountain are here. Yan He and others are playing and making fun with the mortal children.
Yu Xi, Yin Mou Guihe and others collaborated with the boys and girls of the same age in the village to sing some opera songs and had a great time. Among them, Heng Miao was the most outstanding one, with beautiful dancing and crisp singing, and he could always win a lot of awards.
Applause and cheers, she is the absolute heroine today.
Seeing that everyone was having a good time, the crow and the little fox didn't show any politeness at all and just got in. They would laugh and laugh with the children, make trouble for the seedlings and others, or break into the crowd of dragon and lion dancers.
The sound made people laugh and curse.
After playing in Taoyuan Village for a long time, the excited crow and little fox ran to Shilin Town and New Nv Town for a tour. Compared to Taoyuan Village, Shilin Town and New Nv Town were quieter. Although there were celebrations, there were no Taoyuan.
The village was so lively - which was good. Later, the two idiots visited the Taotie District, Xiaoyao District, and Jiuyu District one after another, and took a look at the thawing Erhao District.
Although they just wandered around a few areas, it was quite time-consuming to wander around. By the time the two idiots entered the tavern again, it was already afternoon - the sumptuous banquet prepared for the gluttonous granny was about to begin. Before the banquet,
Naturally, we have to invite the "birthday girl". Surrounded by the old ladies such as Wan Sheng Long Po, the Taotie Grandma, dressed in red and green, came to the hall and accepted everyone's blessings. Everyone congratulated her on her birthday - except for two idiots.
The crow and the little fox looked at Granny Taotie, who looked slightly younger and different from the past, and laughed at her for "pretending to be young". Granny Taotie was so angry that she wanted to beat them, but due to today's festive occasion, she could only endure it.
But Po He's patience did not win Birdman and Swing's silence. The two idiots who knew no sense of propriety became more and more impudent. They even reached out to pinch Grandma Taotie's face and laughed at her that "no amount of makeup can cover her folds." Then...
"Oh my god... be gentle... I promised to celebrate my birthday and not to hit anyone, why are you still like this... Oh my god... don't hit me... Oh my god, we were wrong, we were wrong, don't hit me...
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Wearing clothes that make her look younger, Granny Taotie’s spirit seems to have returned to the past. She is particularly powerful when beating gangsters. She beats crows and little foxes and makes all the monsters laugh. Today is Granny Taotie’s birthday, Birdman
If you and the swing don't get a beating, there's something wrong.
"Fighting the hooligans" ended, and the birthday banquet officially started. Under the leadership of the crow and the little fox, everyone raised glasses to congratulate the Taotie Granny, "I wish the old monster (grandma) to have this day every year, have the present day every year, enjoy eternal blessings, and live a long life."
Tianqi!" The two idiots also deliberately added, "The old monster will become an eternal immortal!"
"cheers!"
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It was a joyous wedding banquet. Everyone ate happily, drank happily, played happily, and made noise until the sun set in the west. It didn’t end until the moon rose in the east. The drunken crow was a little bored and panicked, so he grabbed the drunk crow and fell asleep.
The little fox carried it on his back and walked out of the tavern, wandered along the street to the outside of the city, staggered and lay down on a lawn by the river, looking at the bright moon in the east in trance...
The moon is a magical thing. It hangs high in the sky and can be seen by everyone. But everyone has different views on it. Some people are happy about it, some are happy about it, and some are sad and secretly sad about it.
Sad.
Children often have no special feelings about the moon. Their most common impression is that it is very bright, round, and beautiful, and that's all. Even if adults self-righteously tell children many legends about the moon, children at most have a little understanding of it.
It's a bit strange and imaginary, but I still don't particularly care about it. On the contrary, its brightness makes people happier, because it allows energetic children to continue playing after sunset, continue to be happy, and continue to play their favorite games with their friends.
For children, the moon is always happy. Even those lonely children are unlikely to be sad because of the moon. However, many adults forcefully believe that children will think of so-and-so when they see the moon, and will be sad because of it - children's
Sadness has nothing to do with the moon.
However, as we grow older, the moon is indeed no longer as innocent as it was when we were young.
When people grow up, people often "leave" for various reasons. The initial departure is mostly natural and there is no special sadness. Young people have longing for the future and move forward excitedly. Even if they are attached to the relatives and friends behind them, they still have no regrets.
It is difficult to understand the delicate and restrained emotions. But soon, when entering a strange environment, meeting strangers, encountering difficulties, and suffering, people will suddenly miss their loved ones and the sense of security with their loved ones - at this time, if
When you see the bright moon, the scene of laughing with your relatives and friends under the moonlight will easily appear in your mind, so the moon is not just the moon.
Mountains and rivers are different, but the sun and moon are in the same sky. No matter where you go, the sun and moon are the same, but the sun is too dazzling, too hot, and too impatient. It always urges people to work, work hard, and forge ahead, and does not tolerate people to stop.
But the moon is different. It is gentler, cooler, and slower, allowing everyone to appreciate it quietly, gaze at it, and miss it. The moon is willing to caress all the tired souls, comfort the tired body and mind, and patiently caress for it with the gentlest appearance.
Listen to everyone telling their stories. The mercury falls, the frost spreads, and the people who express their feelings to the moon often end up immersed in illusory dreams, unable to tell where they are or when they are, and they are in a daze.
, condense the affectionate words into your sleep and add them under the moonlight.
But compared to what most people think, Birdman has always felt that even though the moon can resonate with people's emotions, they don't think its waxing and waning is very important. A full moon is enough - joy becomes more joyful because of the full moon, and sadness becomes more joyful because of the full moon.
It is even sadder because of the full moon. Except for the literati who deliberately use the waxing and waning to make a fuss, who cares what the moon looks like - the moon is the moon, and feelings are feelings. It is not that simple, but it is not that complicated either.
Swing loved the moon when she was a child. Whenever the full moon rose in the sky, she would always transform into her true form, the little nine-tailed one, jump to the ridge of the roof in a hurry, raise her tail as high as possible, spread her tail, and howl up to the sky with a clear and childish voice, like a little fool.
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Birdman didn't like the moon before, but because he liked the swing, he gradually started to like it.
Unfortunately, as I grew up, I began to be exposed to the world, and began to experience the harshness of the world. I loved the moon much less on the swing. Now when I see the full moon hanging on a high branch, the little fox often sighs inexplicably, but can't explain why. Growth
Sometimes it is really cruel, and it will change many things, making the moon become more than just the moon, and people will no longer be their past selves.
The moon is really magical.
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The light was soft and the breeze was gentle. The birdman gently caressed the little fox in his arms. He didn't know what he was thinking in his mind. At this time, a lady appeared behind them, slowly sat next to the crow, and raised her hand to stroke his head.
"My child, I have wronged you."
The lady's words directly made Birdman cry. Although he wanted to hold back, he finally let it fall. The brilliance of the moon shone on the teardrops, emitting a crystal light, "Don't be wronged, don't be wronged, the child will not be wronged."
Wronged."
"Don't you resent your aunt?" the lady said, "has your aunt made things difficult for you?"
"Don't complain." Birdman said, "It's the child who made things difficult for my aunt."
"My child has never caused trouble to my aunt. My child is my aunt's best nephew." The lady said, "It's because my aunt didn't do a good job. I'm sorry to my second brother and third sister for not taking good care of you(s)."
"No... no..." The words were choked by tears, and emotions blocked the voice. Birdman said with difficulty in a crying voice, "Auntie is very good to me and has always loved and protected us."
The lady shook her head and didn't say anything more. She just looked at the birdman tenderly. Tears flowed out of her eyes at some point, "My child, take a rest. With your aunt by your side, no one can hurt you anymore. Take a rest."
Bar."
The birdman didn't say much. He leaned next to the lady and slowly fell asleep, resting peacefully under the bright moon...
The moon is always the moon, but it is never just the moon.