Spring copy

Time goes by, and the white horse passes by.

Year after year.

In the days when the rain beats the leaves and the wind blows the flowers, the sincere listening of the visiting friends brought Na Xu the letter of anger.

Na Xu smiled and unfolded the letter gracefully. After reading it, he refolded the letter properly and said slowly, "The word 'hate' has improved a lot."

Di Ting nodded in agreement: "This little fat man is working hard."

After that, Di Ting smiled with joy, frowned, patted Na Xu on the shoulder, and told stories with friends that warmed up the sky.

In the distance, the smoke from the kitchen is curling up, the sound of the bell and drum towers is ringing, and it is another day, when Na Xu draws the fourth stroke of "正" on the door.

Listening to the truth: "I can spend a little time trying to help you listen to his heart, how are you doing now?"

Na Xu glanced at the "positive" characters he had scratched on the door, shook his head and refused. "I know he is working hard, and I believe he will come out alive, so enough."

Di Ting asked: "Aren't you afraid that he can't help breaking the contract and rushing out, which will affect your life?"

Nasu replied, "I'm not afraid."

"Then...you never worried about his life or death?"

Nasu caressed the lintel with his hands, lowered his eyes slowly, and smiled without saying a word.

At first, he might have been a little nervous, but later, he realized that if Mo Ya didn't come out, he would break in the door, and at most he would die inside.

At most, this is the ending.His mood can bear it.

Di Ting stopped laughing, and said seriously: "Na Xu, he is alive."

Na Xu was taken aback for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc: "Thank you."

Di Ting nodded at Na Xu, turned to leave, and immediately turned back and said: "The fate of Bai Ze and Qing Luan has been changed, and they will form a good relationship in the next life. Lord Baidi changed it himself. He asked me to tell you, against heaven The result of the ten lifetimes is for him to bear, not your good fruits of the ten lifetimes. This is actually not easy for him."

Nasu nodded slightly.

Facing the drizzle and the breeze, poetic and picturesque, a mayfly flies quietly in the dust.

After thirteen, Mo Ya will come out from the door.

This hope is slim but strong, like that mayfly, constantly swirling in his heart.

After listening to the truth, Na Xu took out the letter from the chubby junior brother again, sat down with his back against the door, took a deep breath, and began to read the letter.He tried his best to calm his mind, and the words he spit out were no longer blurred.

Senior Brother, Brother:

well.

I haven't seen him for many years, but the little monk has grown a lot taller and only a little fatter.

Brother, I have found the seed of Yuelao. My brother said that you only need to plant the seed of Yuelao with your heart, pray every day, and wait for it to germinate, bloom, and bear fruit.When the ripe fruit falls to the ground, is it when you come back?So, I've been working hard to grow it, water it, fertilize it, tell it stories.

However, the years have passed, it is still a little bud.

However, I believe that it will surely blossom and bear fruit, and the fruit will fall...

Na Xu read every word carefully, even though he knew that Mo Ya behind the door couldn't hear anything.

over there.

Mo Ya was struggling to hold his breath.

In fact, the inside and outside of the door are not completely isolated.

At some point, he could hear Nasu rambling: "I know you can't hear me, but I still want to talk to you..."

At such times, he would hold his breath and not make a sound.

Because of howling and struggling too much, his breathing is very terrifying now, like ten leaky bellows pulling together.

Na Xu's letter was almost finished reading, and the snack guy actually learned a lot, and the letter he wrote was quite smooth.

When the monk took a breath, Mo Ya also took a breath carefully.

Then, the monk stopped talking.

Mo Ya tilted his ears, not sure if he had left.

This moment is the most difficult.

What is difficult is not Wan Lei piercing the heart, but the unsealed door, and the freedom and relief behind the door.

So he decided to do a boring and bloody thing, rehearse the silent film in his mind, and practice the first sentence he would say when meeting the monk.

In his imagination, he sometimes got angry and said: "Monk, I came out to blaspheme you!...It's a bit superficial."

Sometimes with a lewd smile: "Na Xu, I miss you so much. No way, what a mother!"

"Nasu, I really, really like you very, very much!... Is it better to speak calmly, or is it better to be heart-piercing?"

When he practiced until he felt that he was extremely funny, all the movement outside the door disappeared, and the two worlds were cut off.

Mo Ya was finally able to breathe loudly, and drew the fourth stroke of the character "正" on the door.

Then, he leaned his back against the door and continued to pant.

He believed that he would get out alive, and he believed that Nasu would wait for him to come out.

After that, everything is healthy and spring returns to the earth.

Inside and outside the door, the word "positive" on the door overlaps.

The overlap of the heavenly clothes is seamed, roughly just right, not deviated from each other, and can be regarded as never leaving.

Love starts from nothing and goes deep.

Di Ting raised his head, not far away Gao Shou stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for him to go back with him.

Listen to the warm smile.

It will definitely blossom and bear fruit, and it will surely fall when ripe.

At that time, the world must be warm in spring.

Under the tree, Na Chen put down the scriptures and raised his eyes, the flowers and leaves were whirling.

It will definitely blossom and bear fruit, and it will surely fall when ripe.

It must be spring to warm the world.

The flowers fall and bloom again, bloom and fall again.

Take it easy.

"I just wanted to blaspheme you."

"Stupid monk."

"I borrowed you from the Buddha for a lifetime, and the Buddha didn't say a word, so it's considered agreed."

"Heaven is above, please go to the gods, let my family Na Xu go."

The moment he entered the door, Mo Ya turned his head and said, "Na Xu, I love you."

……

Certainly, the flowers bloom and the fruits are ripe, and the fruits fall when they are ripe.

spring solstice.

The author has something to say:

What is spring is the sprouting of the heart, and never giving up.

They are together, love each other without death or death, but there is a door in the middle....