Harper Hai came out from the old lady's house and felt relieved, but her body felt tired and her legs were tired and sleepy. She laughed at herself and said: Hey, I am important now. The suction force of this earth is also strong? I want to sleep when I get home. Harper Hai has been suffering from insomnia for the past two years. In order to sleep well, he drank some wine alone. His eyelids just started to twitch, and he was afraid to even go from the living room to the bedroom and lost sleep again, so he closed his eyes and lay down on the sofa. She was asleep, but she had a dream, as if the piano master's family had moved to a high mountain. She thought the move was a good move, and wanted to suggest that Teacher Yi could write a banner in his Shiyun Hall. Hang up.
She wrote: The study was built on the top of the mountain. She went to see the piano master, carried the piano on her back, and carried a lot of food, and climbed up the mountain. There were dense trees growing on both sides of the road, with red flowers in bloom. She was wondering if this was August, why did it smell like cinnamon? Some birds in the grass are echoing each other. When she was learning the language of birds, the birds actually also spoke human language. This made her very excited, but she also recited an ancient saying: There are people who learn to speak like birds, and their sounds are like birds, and their nature is like humans; there are birds who learn to speak like people, and their sounds are like people, and their nature is like people. Nature is like a bird. She was proud that she could remember these words. She continued to climb up the mountain, climbing, and then she was no longer herself.
She was a fox carrying a harp on her back, and eating food in her hands. Finally, I realized that this was a dung beetle pushing a dung ball upwards to transport it back to a higher cave. She seemed to be paying attention to this difficult labor: the dung beetle turned around and used his hind feet to push the dung ball up high, but the dung ball rolled down. Pushing up again and again, rolling down again and again. She felt ridiculous and sad. Later, it was not a dung beetle and a dung ball. How could it be such an indecent beetle and a dirty dung ball? It's just a round stone going up the mountain on its own initiative. The stone has no feet and no traction, but it just goes up the mountain. When the stone went up the mountain, a lot of grasshoppers splashed out in the grass. There is moisture on the stone. It is not from the dew on the tips of the grass, nor is it from the juice produced by the grass being crushed. It is from sweat. The violinist was already standing on the top of the mountain waving. The higher the stone went up, the slower it went. It was not a stone anymore, why was it a bucket? Tong saw a well next to it. There was a stone tablet beside the well, which read: There is an ancient well lotus on the road.
The flowers bloom ten feet long like a boat. How can there be lotus in the well? The bucket stood at the mouth of the well and looked down, but suddenly fell in. At this time, there was a huge noise in the well, saying: One day, your bucket will fall into my well! At this moment, Harper Hai woke up and realized that she had not turned on the light before going to bed. The light was shining brightly. When did she fall from the sofa to the carpet, the two sofa cushions were on her body. She was already covered in sweat, and her mobile phone He was spinning on the coffee table and screaming.
Harper Hai stretched out his arm to get the phone, but it was like a fish that jumped onto the shore. He caught it several times but failed to catch it. When I finally got it, the ringing stopped and the number was still left, which belonged to Yi Guang.
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