Kashgar, where are you?

The lambs swayed their hooves happily, running along the path and eating. Ahead, over a slightly steep slope, the five lambs couldn't wait to rush down, trying to eat the delicious food that is rarely seen in this season one second earlier. pasture.

Standing at the slope, the always gentle and carefree autumn wind blows from the river unimpeded. The strong wind is raging and making chaos, the tightly tied jacket is blown up, and the soft hair is flying wantonly in the sun. Joshua The corner of Ya's mouth was slightly raised, and there was a taste of nostalgia in his eyes.

If anyone followed him last night, they would know that this was the riverside with the tree and vine bridge last night.

Joshua thinks back, he remembers the same scene when he met Kashgar unexpectedly for the first time, but at that time, when he came here for the first time, he was afraid that the little lamb who was being pushed would fall into the river, so he rushed along with him. He went down, but instead accidentally stepped on the soft and slippery river mud on the bank and fell into the water.

Struggling in the rushing river, his undulating face in the water was slapped by the current, his blue eyes were covered with water mist, and gradually dimmed. Joshua looked desperately at the panic-screaming lambs by the river.

At that moment, he was rescued by two vines that jumped out from the river.

The vines wrapped around Joshua's waist and pulled him into the dense forest on the bank of the river opposite the lambs. Before he passed out, he saw for the first time the black tall and thin figure that had been lingering in his mind ever since.

Joshua sat on the slope, bent his right foot, put his right hand on his knee, held his face, and smiled inexplicably at the corner of his mouth, looking at the opposite side but couldn't find it, a little light.

Later, after waking up, he was surrounded by lambs, rubbing his face lightly, as if comforting and joyful.He found himself back in the green grass by the river, no one was around, except for a black cloak that did not belong to him, reminding him that he was really rescued just now.

The person who rescued him was Kashi, a man in a cloak who hides in the dark but has a gentle heart.

The details of the encounter were aroused one by one, and Joshua couldn't hold back any longer. He touched the docile lambs who were leisurely grazing and strolling by the river to make sure they would not wander around, so he walked to the river bank to collect a piece of ashes. On the edge of the black oval stone, he repeated the action of last night, and walked into the dense forest again with the help of vines.

The dense forest in the daytime looks deep and quiet.The tall and ancient trees with lush and intertwined roots, and the occasional sunlight that penetrates, sprinkles on the moist soil covered with fallen leaves and moss, forming circular spots of light.

Joshua looked for a direction and walked straight forward. The little leather boots were soft on the fallen leaves and made a "rustling" sound. He remembered the first time he was led here by Kashgar. Curious and flustered, but still firmly followed, the blood of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy seemed to be awakened, and he was restless.

Kashgar wore his black cloak and walked in front of him unhurriedly. When Joshua accidentally slipped and fell to the ground, he was able to notice that Paopo came to him at the first moment, and stretched out his hand. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and waist, and then held his hand tightly until she reached her destination.

That was the first time they held hands, and Joshua still felt as sweet as licking honey in his heart when he recalled it now.The footsteps gradually became lighter, and after a while, Joshua came to the wooden hut covered with roses again, the rose hut in Kashgar.