Winter Ti, Autumn Cotton
A fool attacks, a blind man suffers
That day, the autumn wind was strong and could not blow away a single withered yellow leaf. The lame man picked up the blind man and named him Qiu Mian.
That year, the blind man was six years old, and he stood obediently under the withered willow trees on the bank, waiting for his father who was suddenly called away. When the heavy dress was grabbed, he raised his head in panic, and a touch of warm winter sun suddenly fell on his cheek.
The earlobes were illuminated softly and translucently, the fine hairs were slightly inflamed, and the pupils were like a deep black pool, dull and colorless, without any ripples. However, the dark world is immersed in hot vividness.
My father once said: "You can see the sky when you raise your head. There is a round sun embedded in it. The round sun emits light around, has temperature and color. At this moment, when it shines on your face, the color you see is called ti."
He named him Dongti.
A fool will always be a fool, and a blind man will always be a blind man. He was almost healed...
Unclean unclean unclean, enter with caution, enter with caution, thank you thank you thank you.
Intention: What you want will be late but will not be absent