"The weather has turned cold recently and all the leaves have fallen off. The ginkgo tree in front of the archway is almost sixty years old..." Old Man Baiyan has never been a sad person. Today he called his three apprentices to the hall to discuss matters. , as soon as she opened her mouth, she was like a phoenix, a cloud, a moon, and Bai Languo was the first one who couldn't bear it: "Master, if you have something to say, say it directly, don't hesitate like a bitch?"
"You insulted Master!" Before the old man Bai Yan could get angry, classmate Mei Junzhi, who just had a grudge against Senior Sister Bai because he was eaten, stepped forward to sow discord.
The old man Bai Yan agreed deeply: "That's right, I was just about to say something serious, why did you interrupt me?"
Being attacked by an old man and a young man at the same time, Bai Languo was also aggrieved. Who knows, he just watched his junior brother take a bath, and then he was called over by his master. His original plan to go to the toilet was cancelled, and he was panicking now. !
So if Master continues to pull things off like crazy, he will wet his pants: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Master, please say it, please say it quickly!"
"Master, I want to say that the weather has turned cold recently and all the leaves have fallen off. The ginkgo tree in front of the archway is almost sixty years old..."
Bai Languo cried.
Tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, and finally the master got to the point: "... So, I plan to send you out."
"What? Come out of the mountain!!!" Bai Languo was shocked, and at the same time, Mei Junzhi also jumped up instantly. Even the senior brother, who was usually the most boring, now brought his consciousness back from his wandering mind, curiously Looking at their master.
The old man Bai Yan nodded his head solemnly: "That's right! Come out of the mountain!"
"Master is finally sending us down the mountain! We can finally make our way in the world! Ouye! Ouye! Master, I love you!" Bai Languo was so excited that she jumped up and down, and faced the contempt of both her senior brother and junior brother.
But can you not be excited? Before traveling here, it is said that the original little sister Bai Languo and little brother Mei Junzhi had never left the happy door since they were children. They lived in the mountains for a long time and had no idea how wonderful the outside world was. This is so incomplete and tragic. life!
This is great! Fortunately, after two years of hard work, Master finally made an extremely wise decision and decided to "let the tiger go back to the mountain"... Oh no! It was decided to put Xiaobai and Xiaomei down the mountain to carry out social practice.
"But Master..." Of course, the curious classmate Xiaomei still had questions, "If you want to let us go down the mountain, just tell us. Why did you talk about spring rain, summer thunder, autumn wind, and winter snow before?"
This question was well asked, and it immediately hit the point of interest of the old man Baiyan. He suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed with great emotion: "Don't you think that I chose to let you go out in this season, when the autumn wind is mourning and the geese are flying south? It's very strange. Do you have any artistic conception?”
"Ah?" Xiaobai and Xiaomei obviously didn't quite understand the old man's meaning.
The old man Baiyan immediately sighed: "This is the season of farewell! Ah... what is that? Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, the north wind blows the wild geese and snow, don't worry about the road ahead without friends, no one in the world does not know you! Ah... What else is there? The wandering clouds and the love of old friends in the setting sun. Wave your hands and go away. The horses are chirping! And the ape crows and the guests disperse at the river head at dusk. People are sad and the water flows by itself. The same work is chasing the ministers and kings farther away. The green mountains A lonely boat thousands of miles away! And there is more... Let's see each other off in the mountains. The sunset covers the firewood, and the grass will be green next spring. Will the king and grandson return, will he return... "