The setting sun is not only affecting the high mountains and long waters. The snow on the top of the mountain has experienced countless years, but before night falls, it appears like a galaxy, with countless bright stars lighting up.
Living in this world, far away from it, without the hustle and bustle of cars and horses, is actually quite peaceful. The atmosphere in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good. There are birds coming back from afar together, and then they rest for the night. When they get up early the next day, there are bugs to eat.
This contains the true meaning of life, day after day, the meaning of life.
It is not difficult to discern the true meaning of life. But in the hustle and bustle of this world, people have high aspirations and only focus on the distance. Therefore, I want to identify it, but I don’t know how to identify it, let alone express it.
There are only a handful of people in this world who can achieve true enlightenment. Among these few people, this woman is one of them.
The woman in white has been sitting here and has not moved an inch for a hundred years.
She has been sitting here quietly, not looking at the world, only looking at her eyes.
This mighty rosy cloud stretches towards the distance as the sun sets, covering all the mountains and rivers. There are also fallen flowers that fall to the flowing water. It grows on the branches to add a touch of color to the spring.
This flower cannot hold up in the cool wind and can no longer add bright colors to this spring. This flower falls and this ending ushered in may not be completely useless.
It can fall in the spring breeze or go far away with the flowing water. After being stained with moisture, it was finally pushed to the shore and turned into spring mud. It used its decayed body to fully sublimate it and become something useful again to nurture the next generation.
"There is nothing useless in this world. Just like this flower, when it falls, people think that the light on it will eventually be enveloped by the sunset, and will eventually be swallowed up, and it will never be able to bloom a trace of light. As everyone knows, the setting sun is setting in the west. The extension to the distance, the brilliance along the way, comes from the reflection of that flower. If there is only that ray of brilliance in this vast world, it cannot be called scenery."
"It's called monotony. Although there is color, it is as dull and dull."
The woman in white still raised her head, her frown slightly relaxed, as if she had understood some great truth, and finally relaxed, but she still didn't open her eyes.
She kept her eyes closed, but everything in this world was extremely magical, reflected in her heart. She knew what was before and behind her, and even knew what was hidden in the earth and in the sky.
This world cannot be monotonous. It is precisely because everything complements each other that beauty is created.
The woman in white stayed there for a long time, and one scene after another appeared in her mind. They were past events, falling flowers, shattered in the wind, and then turned into spring mud in the wind.
How can everything in this world be useless? Even at the end of life, at the end of life, it will lead to the next generation. They turned into spring mud and fed back to future generations. Their spirits have also turned into rays of light, guiding the new generation. Guide in the darkness and run towards the light.
As the images in his mind flashed one after another, the woman in white's originally tense and guarded face relaxed at this moment.
At this moment, she was mumbling to herself. Maybe these words are really meant for myself. Perhaps, he is expressing something by talking to himself.
"This life is like a lake and river, sitting on the ground. Although this water is located in the same sky and earth, its endings are different. And this life, just like the water flowing in different directions, life High and low are equally inconsistent. In this life, everyone has a fate. Even so, how can he stop while walking, sit and sigh, and feel sad? Waiting for this helpless fate? "
The breeze blows gently everywhere, rolling up again and again, but it echoes fiercely, rushing straight into the sky and into the stars. Who is the woman in white telling this sentence to?
"If so...if so. These living beings are all so relieved, or they are just like the grass, trees, sand and stones, heartless and heartless. In that battle, the souls of the human world were long gone, and blood was stained everywhere. Thousands of these Years are not allowed to go away. If this is not hell, what is it? But it is also true that the human heart is neither grass nor trees, nor sand and gravel. People have their fate and their hearts are retrograde. What they do is just a fight that will not be in vain and have no regrets. "
No life in vain, no regrets. They have feelings, hearts, flesh and blood. All he had was gone, in exchange for a few hundred years of respite from the human world.
As a result, the world was once again in a state of great turmoil. It has been nearly six hundred years since the last disaster. The aura of the heaven and earth has recovered slightly, and has grown stronger under the feedback of the vitality of all living beings. The mountains and rivers began to be beautiful, the birds began to no longer cling to the mountains and forests of the past, the fish in the pond no longer yearned for the abyss, and no one went to the Northern Wilderness to reclaim wasteland.
These years of feedback have brought about a new atmosphere in the world, which is now the same as before!
People return to farming in a simple way, with more than ten acres of land surrounded by two or three thatched huts, with willow trees covering their roofs. The peaches and plums vying for spring line up in front of the yard, and the houses in the distance can be seen by looking up.
There were curls of cooking smoke floating in the village, a few dogs barking in the deep lanes, roosters crowing on the top of the trees, and fish jumping in the streams. Some here are comfortable and leisurely, some are comfortable, and some are the envy of people outside the mountains.
The soul of a beautiful woman wanders around the world. I saw a lot of weeds in the yard. There were many bright flowers around, but her eyes kept falling on the weeds.
It is said that green hills are always accompanied by greenery. It is the lush green trees that set off the mountains, making them majestic and magnificent. Is it just serious? When autumn comes, the leaves fall all over the ground, but the mountain is still spectacular.
In this spring, thousands of flowers are blooming and charming in the spring day. But in the cold autumn, they all fell with the wind, unable to withstand the cold and frost. Only a few grasses, unknown and neglected in the spring, faced the extremely harsh winter with their cold-resistant nature.
In this world, the flowers blooming represent the prosperity of the world. And these small grasses represent invincibility in the harsh environment.
There are not a few people who are unknown in the world. They hide in the prosperous times and emerge in the troubled times.
Unknown, this woman is one of them.
When this woman's soul wanders around the world, it means that the spring has passed away, replaced by a blizzard and cold winter that no one can solve. As spring was about to end, she couldn't be filled with melancholy, and she didn't have any spare time to cut willows and decorate them to preserve this short-lived spring scene.
In her mind, the sea of blood kept reappearing, and the heroes who died in battle six hundred years ago kept reappearing. Her thoughts continued, and she sighed at the passing of this short spring. In the blink of an eye, she returned to the mountains and rivers where she was, and the thousands of mountains were red. all over.
The next moment, the woman in white opened her eyes.
She opened her eyes, and her eyes were as deep as the ocean, with the trajectory of countless stars, the destruction of all things, and the reincarnation of flowers blooming and falling.
The moment she opened her eyes, everything in the world stood still, even the years stopped at this moment. In this glance, it turned into a scene of eternal eternity.
In the end, the woman in white still tried to retain this brief century-old spring that was bought with the blood of countless heroes. At this moment, she swore with her Taoist heart that she would keep all things in her palms and protect this peaceful and prosperous world forever.
"When you open your eyes...these thousands of mountains and rivers are like eternity."
Above the starry sky, in the bright moon. There was a slight sigh. The tone was full of respect.
"The stars turn and the night turns into day. The independent world lasts for eternity. Even if the Human Emperor and he step out of here, there is still an indomitable spirit in this world."
As the words fell, there was a rain that flowed upstream from the sky and merged into a long river, flowing into the starry sky. In an instant, hundreds of rivers flowed in and gathered thousands of miles away. Covering the starry sky, it also drowned the bright moon that had always been high and arrogant.
At this moment, the originally deep and vast starry sky lit up with blue waves.
