Go home, no rain, no sunshine

I am a spider.

Ever since I became conscious, I've stayed in this place, even though I don't know where it is.What I also don't know is my name, my background, where I come from, and where I should go.

I just know I'm a spider.

This is a strange instinct that allows me to weave a web unconsciously from the moment I have consciousness.Likewise, I never knew the reason for weaving it, just kept spitting out the mucus, letting it become a thin silk thread in the air, and then slightly vibrated with the flow of the air.The filaments were entangled to form a beautiful net, and I spit slime on it, constantly strengthening it.This action has been repeated for a long, long time, and I never tire.

Until one day, a beautiful creature passed by with endless majesty. Although I shrank and tried to reduce the sense of existence, he stopped.

"Oh...it's a spider spirit born from the sky and the earth."

I could clearly perceive the huge power hidden in his thin body, and that was the first time I felt the threat.I didn't dare to move at all, and looked at him silently.

"Don't be so scared, I won't do anything to you." He smiled slightly, and then asked, "Have you been here since you existed? Do you have a name?"

I nodded and shook my head again.

He got my point.

"That's really good," he smiled again, more and more cheerful, but the smile hinted at a hint of threat: "Follow me, how about it?"

I couldn't refuse, the looming danger slowly surrounded me with his words, and the fear in my heart reached the extreme.

"I named you after the word 'Wanzhi'. From then on, you will be my servant. If the Lord dies, the servant will die; and if I survive the catastrophe...you will exist with the heaven and the earth."

I nod.Then, the danger melted into my body as a trickle in an instant, which was warm and extremely comfortable.It's just that a little bit of light scattered quickly and merged into the blood, completely integrating with my body.

"I don't ask you to do anything...just watch over this world for me. If I lose my shelter one day...it's better to leave a place for self-cultivation and rest." He murmured, his eyes revealed Show a little sadness.I didn't do anything, just watched him quietly.

"Heh, what are you saying to you little bug, you stay here carefully. It's time for me to leave too." He said, turned around and disappeared.I was in a daze, but I heard a voice coming from afar, like a dream: "You have absorbed a little bit of my power now, it is probably enough to change form, just follow your wishes."

I started to weave the previous web again. The passing of that beautiful creature was just a small episode in my long life. When I thought about it occasionally, I also wondered if it was just a dream in my afternoon.It's just that the blood of my body has merged with something after all, making me understand that I have become his "servant", but this doesn't have much impact.

I still weave my web endlessly.

For tens of thousands of years, I have watched this land change from barren and silent to gradually have different colors of life.The desolate hills are full of emerald green, and a stream from nowhere slowly occupies the foot of the hill. Even a small sapling beside me has become a big tree with the passage of time.

The first bird came and broke the silence of this small world.Since then, more and more passers-by have chosen to live and thrive in this place, and in the valley not far away, smoke has gradually risen.

For tens of thousands of years, I have woven this net under the tree, watching the day and night change, and the four seasons flow.I watched the geese come and go; the stream gurgled into the distance; the white rabbit, which was thin when I first saw it, had a shiny and smooth fur, and a string of little rabbits followed behind it.

For thousands of years, I have woven this net under the tree, listening to the hustle and bustle of the distant mountain village, the joys and sorrows of the flashy world.I listened to the cry of a newborn baby to dilute the sadness of the old man's passing away, but the girl who was in love wanted to marry a stranger from the neighboring village, the mean parents would rather starve to death in order to let the child survive, the once upright Li Zheng was blinded by the desire for power He did not hesitate to frame Fa Xiao.

But even so, what does all this have to do with me?No one will know that under the big tree outside the village there is a spider that has been weaving a web for thousands of years, and I don't need to live and die in the unexpected world.

I am a spider belonging to this world, but I am just a bystander of this world.

In any case, I still weave my web.

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Recently, the number of villagers passing under the big tree began to increase.Not only the villagers in the valley, it seems that even the villagers near the valley came here frequently.The only common feature is that the faces of the hurried villagers are filled with a bright brilliance, and the joy is beyond words.

As they talked excitedly along the way, I more or less knew why.A down-and-out scholar came to the mountain village. It is said that he was a scholar who failed the ranking in the capital, but no matter what, this remote mountain village finally had its own private school teacher.The ability for children to go to school not only means that they can read and write, but also have a brand new future-go out of the mountain village, go to the capital to be a high-ranking official, and no longer work in the fields like their ancestors. Worrying about food and clothing.

This is indeed something to look forward to and be full of hope for.

Soon after, the number of villagers coming and going decreased, and they were replaced by children rushing to the mountain village in Yanzhong in the early morning.They often walk in twos and threes, carrying dry food for lunch in their hands and a small package on their shoulders.The worn-out package was angular, and it seemed to contain several books.As soon as the first ray of sunshine fell on the ground in the morning, the children hurried to the mountain village and did not return home until sunset.

No matter whether reading is hard work or not, children are always full of the innocence of life, so that only good and happy things can be filled in their hearts.Some of them chased and fought all the way for fun, waving the wraps on their shoulders as leather whips;The path in front of the big trees is full of childishness because of their vividness, which makes every passerby smile knowingly.

I'm also somewhat happy, even if I'm a spider.

I am a little thankful that the scholar failed the ranking, and it is because he came to this mountain village that I have a new interest.While weaving the net, I waited for the children to pass by.

It was almost noon, but the path was still silent.I was puzzled, and then I remembered that today is the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, and it is a day off according to the regulations.

Talk about everything.I quietly weave the web.

After a while, there were subtle footsteps in the distance.

I looked up.

A vague green figure appeared at the end of the road, and it was faintly recognizable as a slender man.Behind him was another young man in yellow and a boy carrying a parcel.

The two talked and laughed all the way, and walked under the big tree not long after.It was only a matter of a while, and I had already seen the two of them clearly.

The man in green turned out to be Mr. from this private school.It's just that he has a handsome face, a flushed face, a pair of piercing black eyes, and a hearty laugh from time to time, but he doesn't look sad and depressed like a down-and-out scholar.In his early twenties, he has the spirit of a young man in every gesture.He was followed by the village head's son, and it seemed that the two had been invited by someone in the next village to get together.

I just glanced at the scholar a few times, and seeing them walking quickly under the tree and heading for the village, I got down on the ground and weaved my net again.

In early spring, there is always a long wind blowing, with the fragrance of new grass in the distance, gently blowing over my body.Refreshing.Just unknowingly, the wind is mixed with cool rain, dripping on the body, and occasionally eating it into the mouth, swallowing the fullness of spring.My weaving speed slowed down, and I felt a little drowsy.

I don't know how long it took, the mountain rain came, and the wind became excited, passing the tall treetops, the trees were full of "rustling", and a spring song fell.

The drizzle soon turned into bean-sized raindrops, and turned into a thin white gauze covering the entire valley.All kinds of animals have hid in their nests, and only the mountains and rains are left in this world.

In such a quiet place, the sound of hurried footsteps in the distance seemed extremely abrupt.I straightened up and watched several figures in the distance running under the big tree.The lush branches and leaves of the big trees provide them with a small space to shelter from the rain.

"The weather is really bad. It will be sunny tomorrow afternoon, but it will rain in no time." The young man in blue complained, while letting his little boy wipe the rain off his face with a handkerchief.

It was the scholars who went to the next village at noon.

"Haha, brother Chen, you don't understand this. The wonder of all things in nature is that you can't figure it out. You think it's a sunny day, but it pours rain on you, just like life. A few unexpected setbacks. But even if the process is difficult, it is not interesting."

"That's Mr. Wen's open-mindedness. He regards suffering as fun. I, an ordinary person, can't learn such a mind." Chen Qizheng curled his lips, not paying attention to the scholar's words, but I had a little interest in him. The scientific examination failed, but he still had such an idea.This is the first time I've seen such a person.

"Brother Chen won the award, this is not considered open-minded. If you want to talk about those senior literati who are really open-minded, I, Wen, are far behind." The scholar didn't care about Chen Qizheng's faux pas, and changed the subject with a slight smile: " The rain won't stop for a while, I know Brother Chen's book boy has rain gear, don't worry about me, you can go home first."

"This..." Chen Qizheng and his school boy looked at each other, and it was obvious that he really wanted to go home immediately to wash off the rain and mud all over his body, but he was embarrassed to explain to the student who lacked rain gear. He only had one pair of rain gear. I didn't want to lend it to a scholar, but made myself a "drowned chicken", so I had to accompany him to shelter from the rain.

After hesitating for a while, he seemed to have made up his mind: "In that case, Mr. Chen, thank you for your kindness. The mountain rain comes and goes quickly. Mr. Tired, wait a few moments, and Mr. Chen will leave first." , bowed to the scholar, put on the rain gear without waiting for him to speak, and hurried away with his book boy, as if he was afraid that the scholar would go back on his word.

The scholar probably saw through this person, and he was not angry, so he sat down cross-legged with a smile.

The rainwater slides down the veins of the leaves, forming a thin rain curtain around the scholar's shelter from the rain.He was lying on his back against a thick branch of a big tree, propping his chin with his right hand, looking lazy.

I stopped knitting and watched him quietly.

His eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and a smile overflowed.He is like a natural child of heaven and earth, only looking at the hazy scene outside the rain curtain, listening to the sound of the rain, smelling the fragrance of the soil, he is actually full of joy.

Pure and beautiful.

The rain fell quietly, but the scholar gradually became a little sleepy, and he closed his eyes.Long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids.I wove the web again, occasionally glancing at him.

For the first time, another creature accompanied me to weave a web, even though he didn't know that the tree where he rested was the home of a spider.

The rain stopped.A grasshopper jumped out of the wet grass and knocked the rain off the blades of grass.

Tick.

The first drop of water after the rain fell into a small puddle on the ground, making a crisp sound.The heaven and the earth seem to be alive again with this sound, and there are subtle sounds on the big trees, in the soil, and in the caves. Naturally, all things are more vigorous after the baptism of the mountain rain.

The scholar was awakened.The rain curtain disappeared, replaced by a vibrant scene in front of me.

The scholar stood up, stepped out of the small space under the big tree, and returned to the wet path.It was the setting sun, and the distant glow passed through the rain-washed sky and fell softly on the earth.The scholar is very happy.

"It's a pity, Brother Chen, the beautiful scenery after the rain in the mountains is what I call 'interest'." The scholar sighed, wandering leisurely towards the village.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why don't you sing and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mans shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?

It is expected that the spring breeze blows and wakes up.Looking back at the place that has always been bleak, when I go back, there is no wind or rain. "

I heard his voice coming from afar, accompanied by the sound of straw sandals stepping on the muddy ground.

"Go back, go back."

The smell of green grass mixed with mountain rain echoed on the path for a long time.

"Go home alone, no rain and no sunshine."

What a strange man.I muttered silently, but there seemed to be slight ups and downs in my heart, and I paid a little attention to this scholar.

His figure is far away, and I am still weaving my web.