The legend is romantic

Publish: October 4, 2022 | Category: Fairy Tales

In the early morning, accompanied by the crisp chirping of birds, a young man stepped into the mountains with a bamboo basket on his back, and the dazzling clouds lingered in the mountains.

Perhaps because of the rain last night, the road was a bit muddy and it was difficult to walk, so he had to lean on a sturdy branch to move forward.

Today is the birthday of his beloved girl. There is a romantic legend in Tianyun Village. When the girl becomes an adult, if she receives the most beautiful flowers picked by a young man on her birthday, the two will be able to spend a lifetime together with Meimei.

He and she were playmates since childhood, and his girl likes flowers the most. When they were young, when they came home from school, if they encountered flowers on the way, she would always smell the fragrance of the flowers and tie one in her hair.

Sometimes she also looks for four-leaf grass. He was puzzled, "Don't you like flowers? What are you looking for in grass?"

The girl smiled mischievously, "Flowers have flower language, and grass has its own meaning."

Although he was puzzled, he still helped her find it, but they never found four-leaf grass.

I heard that there is a flower called purple lotus on the top of the mountain. It has seven colors. It is very beautiful. Because the mountain road is very dangerous, almost no one can pick it.

A cool breeze brushed his cheeks, her bright smile appeared in his mind, he suddenly regained confidence, and his steps gradually became firmer.

Along the way, he didn't know how many times he fell. Although his clothes were stained with mud, he didn't care at all.

With his unremitting efforts, he finally reached the top of the mountain and found Zilian.

He carefully placed the purple lotus in the bamboo basket and happily prepared to go home. Suddenly, he inadvertently glanced and saw a four-leafed grass.

He counted and counted, and it was four leaves. Isn't this the kind of grass they were looking for when they were kids? No wonder I couldn't find it, I didn't expect it to grow here.

He also put this "unexpected joy" in the bamboo basket. On the way home, he imagined her surprise when she saw Zilian, and he couldn't help humming a little tune, and even his steps became much lighter.

He indulged in the joy of successfully picking flowers, and did not pay too much attention to his feet.

Suddenly! With a bang, he tripped over something and rolled down the hill. He didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly went to check the bamboo basket, where there was still the shadow of Zilian!

He frantically looked for it. Although he found it, the purple lotus had already been thrown into a "dilapidated state". The soil had wrapped the flowers, and he couldn't tell that it was a colorful purple lotus three minutes ago.

He came home with all the mud and tattered clothes, what a real embarrassment!

It's almost down the mountain, why didn't you pay attention to your feet? He blamed himself for being careless and unknowingly walked to the door of his beloved girl's house.

He turned around immediately, all he wanted to do in his mind was to run away quickly, but who knew that "A Chao" stopped his footsteps.

The girl ran up to him shyly and saw that his face was covered in mud, she quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped his face.

"What's the matter? How did it get like this?"

Meeting her caring eyes, he bowed his head in pain, "I..."

"You... went to pick flowers?"

Seeing the bamboo basket on his shoulder, she immediately guessed seven or eight points, "It's okay, it's just a legend, I'm already very happy that you came."

He was both moved and guilty.

"Hey...Is this a four-leaf clover?" she said in surprise, "A Chao, you actually found it."

At that time, the purple lotus had already been broken, and only this four-leaf clover remained firmly in the bamboo basket.

"I found out when I was looking for Zilian..." He thought of the "wolverine" thing again, and his voice was slightly lower.

"Achao, do you know why I was obsessed with looking for a four-leaf clover?"

He shook his head.

"That's because the four-leaf clover's flower language is happiness," she bowed her head shyly, "it's also waiting for the appearance of love..."

He suddenly understood in his heart, and when he heard the words behind, his face turned red, and she laughed when she saw his appearance.

Bedtime Story

Last updated: October 5, 2022