Fangcao Ziliantian Chaoyang Mountain

Fox

The beaver stood on the hillside, looking out at the woods.

It was only dawn, and the sun had not yet risen. The woods were still sleeping, the leaves were motionless, and no sound could be heard. The fox felt in a trance that the woods were leaving him, farther and farther away.

The fox sighed gently and his ears trembled.

A figure appeared in the grove and came slowly. The fox distinguished carefully with wide eyes and smelled the aroma mixed with a lot of herbs in the distance.

"it's Dr. Badger." The fox whispered to himself.

Dr. Badger walked slowly, taking every step steadily, as if only the next step was the most important thing in the world. The tip of the fox's tail swung gently, and his ears were still facing the direction of the woods.

The woods were motionless, as if they were sleeping soundly. The fox took a deep breath and spit it out slowly.

Badger

The doctor went to the fox, sat down and looked at the fox.

"Dr. Badger." Said the fox. "Thank you for seeing me off."

Dr. Badger nodded. "the rabbit said he wouldn't come to see you off, so as not to be sad."

The fox bowed his head.

"the beaver is with the rabbit." Dr. Badger said, "he asked me to take you for him."

The fox looked at the tip of his nose and nodded gently.

"Let's go." Dr. Badger stood up, "before the sun rises. Today is a good day to go out. "

The sky is beginning to get lighter. The clouds in the sky are like sleeping fish. The fox glanced at the grove, turned and followed Doctor Badger, walking in the brightest direction of the sky, his tail trailing to the ground.

"you've been here for more than half a year." Said Dr. Badger as he walked.

The fox nodded and remembered that Dr. Badger might not be able to see his movements, so he added, "Yes." I came last winter. "

"have you been here before?" Asked Dr. Badger.

The fox thought for a moment and shook his head. "No."

"there is a large patch of flowers over here." Dr. Badger said, "it's open now. You can see it by climbing over the hillside ahead. It looks pretty good to drive. "

Fox

The beaver nodded.

"Why haven't you been here?" Asked Dr. Badger.

The fox's ears trembled. "I don't know." The fox said slowly, "I'm from the west." It may be that if you go east, you will be farther and farther away from the grove. "

Dr. Badger nodded. "do you feel like you're leaving?"

"Yes." Said the fox.

"I really have to go today." Dr. Badger sighed and paused. "when I was young, I used to travel for a long time."

The fox looked at Dr. Badger. "I haven't heard you say it."

"what happened when I was young." Dr. Badger smiled. "there is a saying that when you start to miss your youth, you are already old." So I don't usually miss it, so as not to let myself grow old. "

The fox looked at Dr. Badger's bright back, opened his mouth, and closed it again.

"the world is too big." Dr. Badger said, "when I was young, I was ambitious and wanted to see the world and know everything in the world. Want to learn all the medical skills in the world. "

The fox listened attentively.

"what's the result?" Dr. Badger sighed. "there are things that can be done and things that can't be done. One day, you will find that your limit is there. You can see it, but you can't get around it. That's what can't be done. "

The fox nodded.

"you may not understand. Maybe I think I understand. " Dr. Badger continued to sigh. "it's good to be young. I'm not afraid of anything. there are countless possibilities. Oh, here we are. Look. "

The fox looked up and saw a large sea of purple flowers flowing all the way down the hillside and disappearing behind another hillside. There is a trace of morning breeze, a mass of purple flowers swaying gently. The fox sniffled and smelled only the grass.

"I...

Let's go along the edge. " Dr. Badger said, "where's the little panda? Aren't you going with him? "

"he's waiting for me in front." The fox said, "he said he was most afraid of seeing off."

"it's always like this." Dr. Badger nodded. "if you get some, you lose some." Without parting, where can we get together? "

The fox thought for a moment and bowed his head again.

"I was very happy when we got together." Dr. Badger continued, "I was unhappy when I left."

The fox doesn't know what to say. He just followed Dr. Badger slowly along the edge of the sea of flowers, hoping that it would never come to an end.

"this large area is full of willow vervain." Said Dr. Badger. "Let's have a rest here."

Fox

The beaver nodded and sat down. He doesn't feel tired, but he wants to have a rest. Time had better stop here, or slow down. The fox thought.

"you see, their stems are square." Doctor Badger pointed out to the fox, "every flower is in the shape of a small tube, with five petals, and sometimes six petals can be found."

The fox looked carefully at the stem of the willow verbena and looked up at the flowers. The purple florets swayed quietly in the morning breeze.

"this is a kind of vervain." "Vervain can also be used as medicine," Dr. Badger said. "it's easy to stop bleeding after trauma. It used to be called the herb of the cross, which is a very important herb. You have to recognize it carefully. it may be useful in the future. "

"good." Said the fox, nodding.

"and the herb called Venus." The mole's voice sounded from under his feet. "Venus is the goddess of love and beauty."

"Mole?" Cried the fox.

A mound rose on the ground and the Mole came out with a smile. "I'm waiting for you here."

The fox wrinkled his nose and distinguished a familiar smell from the grassy aroma of willow verbena. The fox thought for a moment and smiled.

"I think this is the right place to say goodbye." Said the Mole. "Vervain has other uses. There used to be legends that it could protect family members. "

Fox

The beaver looked at the mole and then at the gently swaying willow vervain. It's getting brighter and brighter, and the sun is about to rise. The dew on the slender leaves of the willow verbena also brightened and rolled to the tip of the leaf, trembling and hanging in the air. Through a drop of dew, the fox saw a purple sky. The fox felt a little sore in his eyes. Maybe it's lack of sleep.

The mole broke off a vervain leaf and handed it to the fox. "there is also a saying that if you sleep with vervain, you can sleep comfortably. Take this leaf with you. "

The fox nodded, took the leaf and put it carefully in his ear. My ears are a little itchy and a little reassuring.

"then we'll send you here." Dr. Badger gave an exaggerated yawn and dabbed his face. "the sun is coming up, and I should go to bed. I can't do it if I don't accept the old. "

The fox walked two steps quickly to the nearest willow verbena. He looked for it, carefully folded a few leaves, and handed them to Dr. Badger and the Mole.

"this is for you." The fox said, "this is for rabbits and beavers." And the woodpecker doctor, the eight-colored thrush family, the kingfisher and the squirrel. And the sea otter, please send it when the beaver writes a letter. The mole says vervain can protect family members. Let these vervain leaves protect you. "

The Mole smiled and took the leaf, then turned and rubbed his face. When I turn around, I still have a smile on my face. "No problem. I'll give it to them."

The fox looked at the horizon. The sun had appeared, burning the clouds on the horizon red and clear. "I should go, too."

Fox

The beaver turned to the purple sea of flowers, took a big breath, smelled the familiar smell carefully, and exhaled until it was too much to hold back.

"good-bye." "good-bye, Mole, Dr. Badger," said the fox. "

"good-bye." The Mole waved a handful of willow vervain leaves in his hand, and Dr. Badger nodded, yawned and wiped his face.

The fox took a few steps in the direction of the sun and turned to the sea of willow verbena flowers and shouted, "good-bye!" Goodbye! "

The sea of flowers rustled in the morning breeze.

The fox turned and walked in the direction of the sun. He stared at the sun until tears filled his eyes until tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

The figure of the fox disappeared on the other side of the hillside. In the sea of purple willow verbena flowers, rabbits and beavers came out.

"Bye, Fox." The rabbit whispered, with tears on his cheeks and a vervain leaf in his hand.

To be continued