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Always remember the

(That year I squandered my youth,

You greet you with a smile

Relieve all pain and sorrow for me!

I didn't know what love was that year.

All I remember is a love story that is unknown!

When youth is gone,

How can you bear the love?

I finally understand where true love is!

But you go away and leave,

Make me sad!

So, this year!

I climbed up the distant mountains and looked out, chanting your name gently!

But I just want to get your look back again!)

Actually, it's a story:

Many years ago, on a morning in Zhaoyang, a scholar sat on a tree stump and studied the Four Books and Five Classics hard. The scholar was as poor as washing and not having enough food. The only valuable thing in his family was the two heavy loads of books.

The scholars sat in this forest every day, looking for a place to sit, and reading until it was dark, and the days passed by the books of sages day by day.

At dusk that day, the scholar was reading. When he read the sunset, he shouted: "There is a golden house in the book, and the beautiful woman in the book is a jade." Suddenly, the squeaking sound came with the wind. When the scholar raised his head, he saw a white shadow coming towards him. It was a crystal white little fox, spotlessly white, with his eyes moving, and his mouth was filled with mourning.

It was strange to say that when the little fox ran to the scholar, he stopped and panted.

The scholar grabbed the little fox and saw an arrow inserted diagonally on the snow-white hind legs of the little fox. The blood was selling down the arrow and dyed red. The little fox whined a few times, his eyes facing the scholar, full of pity and begging.

The scholar sighed: "Little fox, little fox, who is the one who has the heart to hurt you so deeply..."

Before the speech was finished, the sound of hooves in the distance was like thunder. The little fox's white body kept trembling, as if he was about to struggle and escape from the scholar's hand. The scholar hurriedly held the little fox tightly, gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow, tear off a piece of rotten robe, wrapped the little fox's wound, and gently put it into the wide sleeve. It was strange, but the little fox actually held back the pain and lay motionless in the scholar's sleeve.

The scholar had just picked up the book and heard the sound of horse hooves coming. Dozens of tall horses flew over. The man with a beard was on his head, and he shouted luxuriously: "Scholar, have you ever seen a wounded fox escape?"

The scholar raised his head and said, "Brother Tai is talking about a fox covered in snow-white?"

A green shadow flashed beside the bearded guest and shouted: "That's it, it's the fox I shot, where's that little beast?"

The scholar only smelled the fragrance and slammed his face, and a smiley face was facing him. The scholar suddenly panicked and was confused. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and pointed behind him and said stammeringly: "Just ran past here just now."

The girl said softly: "Thank you, scholar! Let's pursue you!"

With a sudden wave of his hand, dozens of riders came and left leisurely, leaving only the silver bell-like laughter in the scholar's ears.

The scholar murmured: "There is a golden house in the book, and the beautiful woman in the book." With a snap, the sage's book fell to the ground and was not noticed.

The little fox stretched out his head from his sleeve and woke the scholar up with ah. Seeing that the scholar saw it, his eyes were filled with sadness and gratitude.

The scholar put away his heart, gently caressed the fox, and said lovingly: "Little fox, hide quickly and don't let others bully you."

The little fox slid down his sleeve, limping his legs, and he understood human nature. His front legs were combined with each other and bowed to the scholar. He squeaked a few times, and his snow-white body twisted a ball, and he danced. He saw white shadows shining, and the little 's body was as one, and the sunset was dancing. The scholar was stunned.

A squeak suddenly came from afar. The little fox stopped his dance steps, bowed to the scholar again, and reluctantly walked towards his companions. He looked back every three steps, parted reluctantly, and disappeared into the distant mountains. The scholar patted the dust on his robe, picked up the book and studied hard again.

The scholar still sat in the woods and read every day, but he would turn around the woods every evening, listening to something. Whenever the sound of horse hooves sounded, the scholar would sit up in surprise, but he never met a girl in green again.

The scholar didn't know that every morning, there was a little next to the dew leaves, staring at the scholar with his lively eyes wide open. When the scholar was studying high, the fox was still motionless, as if he was afraid of disturbing the scholar's practice.

The scholar is very strange. Every day the sunset sets, whenever the scholar is obsessed with the distant mountains, there seems to be a white shadow on the distant mountains, dancing gracefully towards the sunset. When the scholar looks for the past, he can't find anything.

Day after day, the scholar lived like this until he died. He never saw a woman in green clothes again. She and him did not belong to the same world.

Everyone said: A scholar has not got anything in his life, and he has studied in vain. When the scholar went there, he was alone, but some people said that he had seen a appearing in front of the scholar's bed, and some people said that every day the scholar celebrates, there will be someone worshiping the grave.

Many years have passed, about a thousand years.

The woods were flattened back then, and an official residence had just been built here.

Today, there are lights and decorations everywhere. It turned out to be the wedding day of the newly promoted top scholar. I heard that the top scholar was very talented, and even the emperor ordered the princess to be betrothed to him, and the whole country was celebrated.

The top scholar got up very early today because the butler told him that the princess' sedan chair would arrive soon, and the whip sounded sedan chair, and the butler rushed in in a hurry: "Young master! The princess sedan chair has arrived, and the princess has arrived."

The top scholar was so excited that he took three steps, rushed out of the door, and opened the door of the sedan chair: "Princess..." But he saw the princess in green dress sitting in the sedan chair, smiling like a flower. The top scholar was dizzy: The princess looks so familiar, she seems to have seen it countless times in her dream, but she can't remember it.

On the wedding night, the top scholar and the princess' eyes were affectionate, and the door was suddenly knocked open. The top scholar looked closely and saw that it was the maid who served him for many years. The maid started taking care of the top scholar since childhood and liked to wear a white dress. The maid walked to the top scholar and bowed her head, her eyes were filled with tears: "Young master, the maid has been serving you since she was a child, and I want to say goodbye to you today."

The top student suddenly felt heartbroken: "Why?"

The maid lifted up her trousers, and there was a deep scar on her snow-white legs. The maid pointed at the princess and said, "Before leaving, I want to avenge a single arrow, so please give me kindness." The top scholar was shocked and protected the princess with both hands: "What the hell are you doing?"

The maid burst into tears and looked at the top scholar sadly: "Young Master wishes to repay you immediately for your kindness when he saved me. Only after practicing for a thousand years can you become a human being. I sincerely promise you. Today, the young master is on the list of gold and the previous fate is over. I will use one kind to eliminate the hatred. I hope you will take care of it."

The maid bowed deeply again, and after the ceremony, she retreated to the depths of the courtyard and danced gracefully. But under the bright moon, the white clothes were better than snow, like dreams and fantasy. When she danced deeper, the maid squeaked and her voice was sad.

The moon is in the sky, and the top scholar murmured, as if he saw the sunset of the past. The distant mountains and the green mountains are high. The white shadows sing and dancing. The top scholar in the dream is full of green shadows. When he woke up, the top scholar was looking for thousands of times, but the graceful white shadow?

Since that night, I have never seen a maid again. Someone said that in the depths of the distant mountains, in the sunset, I can always see someone dancing gracefully. The top scholar also sent people to search for it countless times, but I have never found it again.

Someone also said that the maid was crying and singing a song that night, and that song was sung like this:

I am a fox that has been practicing for thousands of years

Thousand years of practice and loneliness

When it's late at night, someone can hear me crying

Someone can see me dancing in the dim lights

I'm a fox waiting for a thousand years

A thousand years waiting for a thousand years of loneliness

Who planted the Gu of Love in the Rolling World

Who drinks the poison of love in the vast sea of ​​people

When I love you, you are poor and studying hard.

When you left you, you were named in the bridal chamber

Can you dance another dance for you

I am the you released thousands of years ago

Look at the fluttering clothes.

All vows turn into nothingness

Can you dance another dance for you

Just for the review when you parted

Look at the fluttering clothes.
Chapter completed!