Everyone doesn't necessarily really understand themselves.
Maybe we can predict what kind of choices a person who is important to us will make under what circumstances. But when the change has not happened, it is difficult to predict which direction your future self will lead in.
The poets thousands of years ago made this truth very clear, and they didn't know the true face of Mount Lu, and were only in this mountain.
When I was still me, I firmly believed that I would not make sacrifices for others, even if that person is "self". But when I became a "person in the mirror", I accepted all of this frankly. At a certain inconspicuous time, at a certain moment that I didn't even notice, I walked towards the destination I once sneered at. .
And a negative example is Yuan Zhi.
"Here." Hara said.
I withdrew my thoughts.
I saw the terrain gradually rose, and the dome fell. At the top of the rise and the bottom of the sink, a figure stood there.
At first glance, I realized that it was a living person. He is a knife maker.
The weird purple light pours down like a waterfall from the skull hole above the head, and falls on the shoulders of a silently standing figure. The brilliance shines on him like a deity, while stepping on the highest point of the earth, but in the sky. Down, the lowest point of the sky above, but above the ground.
The god's head moved slowly and turned to this side.
Against the light, far apart, the man was left with a blurred silhouette, "You are here," he said.
The sound was not loud, but it spread far in the empty space.
Without waiting for a response, he stretched out his hands above his head. Before I realized what he was going to do, I saw his figure mentioning it and turned it out.
At the first glance we saw him, we trot forward, saw the man rolled out, and chased after raising our leg.
When we chased to that position, we were dazzled by the purple light, and there were all flying shadows in front of us. When we barely adapted, we climbed on the top of our head, turned over, and took ourselves to another unknown space.
This is a place we have long wanted to come to. The top of the head, the position of Tianling cover.
The hair on this head did not fall out, and the hair around the edge was still laid out like vines, but the top of the head was bare and no hair was visible.
"This is still a bald head." I said, "like a bright top."
And the sphere with grand purple light shining brightly above his head. Only half of it is outside, and the other half is embedded in the mountain. I don't know if it is also emitting purple light.
When the flying shadows in our eyes dissipated, we reluctantly looked at the scene around us.
It's really not nonsense to peek at the top of his head to be surprisingly clean, with light shining everywhere, shining.
The people of Wuluohou country have left traces of their own nationality along the way, but there are no buildings on top of them. It may be to show respect for the highest worship object, or it may be dismantled by later Japanese.
Just don't know why, the Japanese even built fortifications on the underground river beach, and they didn't even start with such a wide space above this head.
During the consideration, it is unknown. The two looked around, looking for the person's figure. The space above this head is wide and there is no covering. After the person came up, he quickly disappeared.
"Do you think you jumped into the river?"
"So high, won't you fall to death?" (End of this chapter)