Red Adder

Name: Red Adder
Author: The Wind And Moon Are Boundless Aa

by The Wind And Moon Are Boundless Aa

ongoing Fantasy Romance Western Fantasy Female Lead

Length:

7Kwords3chapters

Latest:

Ch. 3 — Untitled

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Updated 13y agoScraped 19h ago

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About This Novel

"It is a small street, but there are many grocery stores and two or three temples and nunneries. Although it is small, it is also quiet. There is a Xiaoshui River and a Yuxi River, a T-shaped combination. The clear water is long and clear, and the waves are rippling. It is extremely charming. The bright moon, misty rain, frost, snow and light mist add to the infinite poetry. Naturally, it will never grow old, because the poetic heart and poetic sentiment never grow old. It is a small street, but there are many grocery stores and two or three temples and nunneries. Although it is small, it is also quiet. There is a Xiaoshui River and a Yuxi River, a T-shaped combination. The clear water is long and clear, and the waves are rippling. It is extremely charming. The bright moon, misty rain, frost, snow and light mist add to the infinite poetry. Naturally, it will never grow old, because the poetic heart and poetic sentiment never grow old. There are several teahouses on the street. They are simple and unpretentious and do not look luxurious at all. I like simple things. Simplicity makes the mind more peaceful and reduces undue burdens. The teahouse is spacious and built next to the river. It is antique and has bright and clean windows. There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. Sipping tea, looking at the scenery, appreciating calligraphy and paintings, the mountains and waters, the clouds and the water, and the Zen mind. When you drink tea together, your heart becomes hazy into a landscape painting, with curling smoke and clouds, and boundless wind and moon. But I love the wildness more. I like to wash my mind on the water bank of time, find seclusion in the mountains and bamboo forests, and lie down on the grass. I like to write poems on fallen leaves and carve words on bluestones. When there are no people around, I can be happy alone and meditate quietly. Or simply have no thoughts, just like a child, quietly facing this river, landscape and old street. Some people say: We struggle all our lives for things that others don't care about since they were born. I think this sentence is true. What you are pursuing may be what others are giving up. After silently comprehending this sentence, I suddenly became speechless. Not saying anything is the best language. Slow down your days, slow down your life, get rid of distracting thoughts, and only look at the scenery in front of you, just return to your true heart. Pass by Liuzi Street and take a boat ride on Xiaoshui Ancient Ferry. On the pontoon and back and forth on the ferry several times, I felt quite comfortable. I saw many people fishing on the pontoon, and the fish by the river were kept in bottles. I looked closely at the joy of childhood. This life is happiness. Unlimited expression; when you grow up, you put away your sadness, hide your thoughts, and chat with polite people. When I was young, my words were clumsy and my sentences were simple, but my emotions were the most real; when I grow up, I know rhetoric and language.