Flower and fruit

I am Monkey King, I am king of Qi Tian, I am Flower and Fruit Mountain Water Curtain Cave master between mental confusion, these words are like pithy formula, deep into the chaotic brain. When I woke up, it was not dawn yet. I remembered this formula skillfully, but most of the situation in my dream was woken up, and I forgot nothing left. I only vaguely remembered that there was a purple bamboo forest in the boundary of Flower and Fruit Mountain. Thinking about the wisp of inspiration of the morning light, it vanished like this, but I felt uncomfortable. It seemed that the good sea of clouds was transmitted into thousands of rays of sunshine by the sun, and finally became clear and boundless. Even the lines crossed by birds could be seen clearly without any secrets. Knowing well that purple bamboo forest is the fairyland of Avalokitesvara, how to connect with the common land of monkey head also surprised me. What was even more strange was that most of the plots in my mind were forgotten, but I deeply remembered that in my dream, it was the Monkey King who stole flat peaches and jade wine and dared to fight with 100,000 heavenly soldiers in front of the camp. When thinking about it, I shed a drop of cold sweat, which confuses reality and dream. I think the previous creations are all inspired by dreams, and this theme is the most bizarre. After all, the front-end plots such as Tibetan Buddha Eagle, volcanic village and dock escape can all be attributed to the usual movie observation. However, this journey to the West has not been read for a long time. Although it is deep into the bone marrow and knows the root, but I didn’t dare to involve it. It was quite amazing that I left this dream this time. If you have a dream, you can realize it. Nothing is impossible. This is what “you can realize your dream” once said, but it is especially insufficient to put it here. The original words are right, but they are only applicable to real articles. For fairy tales like Westward Journey, even if they are dreams and thoughts, they are not as expected. It is a pity that when I woke up, I did everything. Before I could continue my Dream Tour, I knew the back-end story. But I also vaguely remembered the scene when I was chanting the pithy formula, wearing a purple gold crown and wearing a gold robe, and walking into the back of the Water Curtain Cave of Huaguo Mountain with a gold cudgel in hand. There are many rocks there, each of which is printed with a lot of bronze inscriptions. The forest outside the rocks is filled with colorful clouds and smoke, which makes you unable to figure out the direction. Through by accident, I found that there was actually a purple bamboo forest here. Although I didn’t see the Avalokitesvara who was kind-hearted and kind-hearted, holding a jade bottle, I saw many Lotus terraces. In the bamboo forest with purple crystal rays, it looks very mysterious. Thinking about this is another way to trap the red child. At this time, I turned back to the cave. Unexpectedly, with a slight movement, the Water Curtain Cave turned into purple bamboo forest, and returned to its original state in an instant. Several times in succession, it made me unable to figure out the mind, wandering vaguely for several steps in this place, without finding the way. If it is stated in the words of reality, I feel that Haruki Murakami is quite appropriate in “Think about the Wind”: We wake up with the wind at the same time, stop with the wind, and sink into sleep with the wind at the same time. No matter where we go, the wind goes with us. We can hardly forget the existence of the wind for a moment. People, it is enough to have this peak experience in a lifetime. Thinking of the lonely poet Zhang Ji in Tang Dynasty, although he was not famous before, he thought about his hometown and future in the cabin because of the night filled with fog. He broke out his poetic talent and created a famous poem called Maple Bridge at night. This time I turned into monkey king, but it was also a very peak experience. However, luck is always short. The Bell passing through the dawn still pulls my soul out of Wonderland and returns to reality, which makes me feel sorry. Just like Wang Shuo’s title “there is a place, only we know”, but I expect such a place, not only you and me, the more the better. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring

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