The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit: The First Dance

Second Age, 1593.This year, it is destined to be extraordinary for Svanil.

In the afternoon, Grand Duke Bancroft Corfield called his daughter to his study.Svanil appeared in front of his father in a sea blue long dress, pinned his blond hair to both sides with clips, saluted, and smiled sweetly: "Father, good afternoon!"

Grand Duke Kofir saw how beautiful his almost adult daughter was, and couldn't help but soften his voice: "Daughter, you will be an adult in a few days. Have you thought about how to live?"

"Let's follow the tradition, hold a coming-of-age ceremony at night, and then open up the lawn behind the house for a dance party."

Grand Duke Kofir nodded, "Where's the list of invitees?"

"I've already made up my mind! All my usual friends are invited, and all the elders in the forest are also invited." Svanil took out a rolled-up parchment from his sleeve, "This is the list I made. "

Grand Duke Kofir took the parchment and unfolded it to see: it is very comprehensive, his colleagues have it, and there are some senior generals, it is estimated that his daughter made friends during the practice.To be honest, my daughter's ten years of practice has been unexpectedly rewarding!

"The list is very good, let's do it according to this." With affirmation, he handed the list back to his daughter.

Putting the list away, Svanil looked at his father with big blue eyes, as if saying, "What else do you need?"

Grand Duke Kofir coughed, carefully choosing his words, "Daughter...you are also an adult..."

Svanil waited patiently for his father to finish speaking.

"What do you think, Spring, of the Feral family?"

Svanil lowered his head.

"I've seen him treat you well all these years."

Svanil looked up at his father, and there was concern in his father's eyes. "Mr. Ferrall has always been very good, but... I don't think there is any rush for me and him."

Grand Duke Kofir looked at his daughter, was he unwilling? After a long time, he finally said, "Okay, as you said, don't worry."

The afternoon sun is lazy and comfortable.Hills was lying on the soft couch with his head resting on his sister's lap, flipping through a book from time to time.Svanil also relaxed his control over his younger brother on such a pleasant afternoon, letting him lie down comfortably, while he was holding a roll of parchment, on which was written a list of elves to be invited next week.

"Sister, it says in the book that female dwarves also grow beards...is this true?!" Hills moved the book he was holding closer.

"Who knows?" Svanil's eyes still stayed on the parchment, "I'll know if I have a chance to see it for myself in the future."

"They both have beards, men and women, so how do I tell the difference! Should I pick one out and ask, 'Excuse me, are you a sir or a girl?'" Sears muttered.

Svanil smiled and was about to answer.

With a bang, the door of the study was opened roughly, and a female spirit dressed as a servant rushed in in a desperate manner.

"Angie..."

"Oh, Miss! Oh! Miss..." The female elf's eyes were filled with tears, and her hands were tightly clasped on her chest, trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Hills quickly stood up, and pressed the maid Anji's shoulder to let her sit on the chair.

"Angie, what happened? Don't worry, speak slowly."

"Oh, my dear miss..." Angie covered her face.

Sveil and Hills exchanged a glance.

"Angie, listen, calm down, calm down!"

The maid wiped her tearful face and said, "Miss, I just heard the news that Mr. S... Spring Ferrall... Mister... died..."

White.All that Svanil could see was white.Clouds are white, flowers are white, even tombstones are white.The dirge sang, passed through the trees, passed through the grass, and drifted with the wind on the lonely high hills.

The attack took place at night.Outnumbered and outnumbered, more than 30 wargs plus the half-orc sitting on it, the 6-member elf unit was surrounded at the bottom of the Nanling Valley. At the last moment, Spring Feral covered his companions to retreat and was seriously injured.After rescue, he died.

This was the first time in her life that Svanil attended a funeral. She followed behind her father, and people spoke carefully to her.The crowd gathered and dispersed.The wind was blowing Svanil's gray robe, she brushed the hair blown away from her face, and turned around, leaving only the sound of the wind behind her...

It has been seven days since I came to the tomb of Spring Flower again.Svanil led his gray zebra up the hill from the forest to the east.Immediately carried two large bundles of packages.

How many times?Sifanyier never remembered, only knew that every time he saw Spring, he would send her flowers.Even if he encounters by accident and is not ready, he will immediately find flowers where he can see, pick them off and give them to her.Every time his line is the phrase "this is taken from XX, I hope you like it", every time Sifanyier can't answer "I like it very much", she always says "they are beautiful".

Open the immediate package.Inside are large bundles of flowers, red, yellow, purple, white... various colors and styles.

"I picked all the flowers I could find." Sifanyier placed two large bundles of flowers in front of Spring's tomb.She searched for seven days, from south to north, from east to west, wherever she could set foot in the big green forest, she went.Not far behind her, Thranduil got off his horse and looked at her.He had just returned from a mission in the East when he learned of Spring Feral's death.

"Svanil, please forgive me!" Thranduil walked over and said.

Svanil turned his head, saw that it was Thranduil, and turned his head back again.

"I'm not very sad." Svanil's tone didn't fluctuate.

Thranduil thought her friend must be overly sad, so he decided to change the subject, "The flowers are beautiful, I think Spring will like them."

"Really." Svanil suddenly wanted to cry.Hundreds of years, after all hundreds of years!For as long as she can remember, people have been asking "Svanyle, what do you think of Spring?" Don't you like it?"...why!Why! !Why! ! !Why has no one ever asked "Do you like Spring? Would you marry him? Would you like to be his wife?"

"He likes it, but I don't." Sifanyier raised his head slightly and said coldly.

This time Thranduil didn't speak, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

Sifanyier didn't say anything, turned around and led the horse and left.

"Don't you know Spring likes you?" Thranduil raised his voice and asked Svanyir's back.

Sifanyir stopped, paused, and then turned around slightly, word by word: "Flower, Iever never like it!" (Flower/Fraer, I have never liked it!) The meaning is also the surname flower.So this sentence is a pun. ] After finishing speaking, Svanil lifted his foot and continued walking.

A gust of wind picked up a strand of Svanil's hair, and it was Thranduil who rode past Svanil quickly.Turning the horse's head, Thranduil sat on a high horse and looked down at Svanil directly below him, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, and a sarcasm smiled at the corner of his mouth, "We've known each other for so many years, I just found out today..." Ser Randall leaned forward, and his sarcasm became even more serious, "Miss Svanil Kofer is actually a heartless person!"

After speaking, he pulled the rein of the horse, turned around and rode away.

Sifanyier stood there in a daze, and after a while, he turned around and looked at the white tombstone on the high hill.Colorful flowers are swaying in the wind around the tombstone, and the sun is like a warm hand slowly brushing over everything on the high hill.Crystal tears fell with the wind and shattered into the blue grass.

"sorry."

When he is at night, it is Svanil's coming-of-age ceremony.

As the crowd watched, Bancroft Coffel placed a golden freesia pendant around her daughter's neck.After the ceremony, there was no dance, and everyone just sat in the big restaurant of Canglan Mansion and had a rich and delicate meal.All of Svanil's usual friends came: Joyce, Sharon, the brothers Anderson and Andrea, the brothers and sisters of the Rhett family... Thranduil did not come.

Families on good terms with the Kofir family came up one by one to say blessings to Svanil, and the friends took out the gifts they had prepared.Svanil thanked them one by one.From the moon to Tianxin, all the guests who came have left.The Canglan Mansion built of white marble regained its tranquility.

After breakfast the next morning, Svanil knocked on the door of his father's study...

A week later, along the forest path, Sivanyir has come to the edge of the border of the Great Green Forest.

"Hills, it's time for you to go home." Sivanyil was riding on the horse, and said to his brother who was also riding on the horse next to him.

"Sister, do you have to go?" Hills frowned.

Sifanyier looked into the distance, and said lightly: "I'm an adult, it's time for me to go out for a walk."

"It has never been heard in the forest that a female elf must travel alone when she becomes an adult, never!"

"That's not saying it's not possible." Svanil turned his head and looked at his younger brother.

Hills looked at his sister angrily, pinched the horse's belly angrily, and took the lead.

"Sister, tell the truth, did you leave because of Mr. Ferrall!"

Svanil lightly urged the horse, and she could already see the Anduin River in front of her. "no."

"why?"

The vegetation is gradually thinning, and we will soon reach the border of the big green forest.Svanil looked at his younger brother, "Go back, you are far away from home."

"Tell me clearly why, what, what!"

Svanil looked at his younger brother: the same golden wavy long hair, the same blue eyes, clear facial features, and a heroic appearance.

He leaned over and pressed a kiss on Hills' forehead: "I'll tell you how to distinguish male dwarves from female dwarves when I get back, okay?"

Hills pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Don't you want to give your sister a parting hug?" Svanil opened his arms.

Seeing that his younger brother didn't move for a long time, Svanil had no choice but to give up, "Then I'm leaving!" After speaking, he raised the rein of the horse, and the horse ran out with its hooves.

There was an arched wooden bridge over the Anduin River. At this time, there was no one on the bridge, and Svanil urged the horse to pass, making a beeping sound.Crossing this bridge means that she has stepped out of the border of the Great Green Forest.Turning the rein, Svanil stopped on the other side of the bridge and looked at his younger brother who was still on the other side.

Hills has blond hair and green clothes, sitting on a tall white horse.Behind him is a dense forest.His younger brother held his head up, his mouth was tightly pursed, and there seemed to be sparkles in his eyes.Since childhood, Hills has never had a mother, but he has an older sister who loves him deeply. No matter what happens, her older sister is always by his side. Now that her older sister wants to leave, he really can't accept it!

"Seals, protect yourself!" Sivanyil said from the other side, her voice was not loud, but she believed that Sears could hear it.

Hills didn't reply, and the hand holding the rein of the horse was already white.

Sifan Yier took a deep look at Hills, "Drive", pinched the horse's belly, and the running horse's hooves kicked up dust.The gray cloaked figure of Svanil faded away on the west bank of the Anduin.

That evening, Svanil was already approaching the Misty Mountains.The gray zebra was stepping on the rocks all the way to the south, and Svanil didn't intend to climb over the mountains. She planned to go south around the mountains and enter the place that she had only read in books before.Two days later, Svanil stood on the path on the mountainside and looked east: the big green forest is now a vast green in her sight, and the green is from far to near, from shallow to deep.That piece of green is shrouded in the light blue sky, and there are catkin-like clouds floating in the sky, and there are mountain eagles flying, raising the height of sight. The first gray zebra scratched its front hooves and exhaled air from its nostrils, and Svanil comforted the horse's neck.Most of the long blond hair was covered under the cloak, and a few strands leaked from the forehead. The wind blew and caressed Svanil's face.She stood silently on the mountainside of the snow mountain, looking at her hometown in the distance.

Dear big green forest, her hometown, goodbye!

Time in Zhongzhou, Volume [-]