Chapter 17 November, go against the light

When she woke up in November, she found that she had become an old woman. She opened her eyes, pushed aside the fallen leaves that covered her eyes, and saw the gray sky, the clouds kept piling up, and the cloud feet were getting lower and lower. In this season when everything is withering, only it is still full of vitality, always surging, always high above, An inexhaustible but fleeting power is contained in its capricious heart. She sat up from the ground, trying to shake off the mud particles, but the mud particles had taken root, pierced through her tattered clothes, and penetrated into her muscles and bones, making her movements clumsy and difficult to breathe.

She supported herself and stood up, leaving her palms off the ground, only to find that the palms and the ground were already inextricably linked.She looked down and saw thick grass trees growing between her fingers. The bright flowers and leaves had long since withered, but the life inside became more and more stable. She raised her palm vigorously and tore off the roots of the grass trees that were clinging to the soil. . She wanted to take a step, but the soles of her feet were motionless. The grass and trees penetrated everywhere, like many flexible nails, as if they wanted to nail her tightly to the ground.She sighed in annoyance, and the anger in her heart was burning. She tried her best to pull herself out of the soil at once, as if pulling out a huge carrot, so she let out a long sigh of relief, with a satisfied expression on her face.

After sleeping on the earth for too long, she is no longer light and flexible, but the mother earth also adds to her strength, making every step she takes slow and heavy, one step after another, like a giant hammer hitting again and again , people in a distant foreign country heard the faint thunder coming from the depths of the earth. "November...November..." She stopped, and clearly heard a familiar call from the end of the sky and the earth, as if a loving mother was calling her baby name, the voice was warm, loving, full of tears and affection, as if someone had repeatedly promised her: As long as she can reach there, all pain and suffering will be completely dissolved, and she will be able to obtain eternal peace and eternal rest.

The voice was urging her, her heart was beating fast, tears were pouring down like rain, and she couldn't help but took another step, stepping forward step by step in the direction of the call. And when she started walking again, the voice became indistinct again, and her name floated in the wilderness, like a candle in the wind, flickering on and off. She bowed her head and walked, all the way forward, all the way forward. In front of the road, the mirror-like heart lake comes into view. The lake is clear and cold, like a huge crystal.She saw the people in front of her come to the lake one after another, and looked at her own shadow in the water. They smiled at her, blessed her, and moved on.

She finally came to the lake too, her own shadow appeared in the lake water, she saw her own face, the face was full of ravines, the bottom of the deep ravines was covered with wet mud, yellow weeds and moss, densely packed grow there.When she looked away from her face, she found that the beautiful black hair had turned into thick white hair. She stroked them like frost and snow that had lasted for thousands of years.She still wanted to take a good look at her eyes, and that voice sounded clearly in her ears again: "November...November!..." Her footsteps were drawn and urged by a huge force.She slammed into place, thrusting her feet deep into the wet soil by the lake.She wanted to stabilize herself, but she couldn't do what she wanted, her steps didn't follow the instructions in her heart, she just kept moving forward in the direction where all things belonged.

"November...November!..." "No!" She yelled suddenly towards the end of the sky and the earth.The strength accumulated in my heart for a long time, like a thunder rising from the ground, suddenly broke through the sky. The chaotic and dim world suddenly became golden and clear at that moment, and she clearly saw the flowing time that filled the universe.Time is extremely beautiful, in the transparent light, there are gorgeous and delicate particles floating, flowing gracefully like flowing clouds, and soft and curling like silk and satin.She saw countless creatures walking in time, like groups of docile sheep, their fur exuded a beautiful luster of life, and every time they took a step, the inner color dimmed.But time has become clearer and clearer, more gorgeous.The running water of time surrounded her and washed her, she couldn't help stretching out her hand, scooped up a handful of running water of time, intending to wash off the mud and dust on her face, but after the water of time washed, the ditch on her face became deeper and deeper. Wider, thicker and more mud and dust in the ditch.

Time is like a river, flowing forward, although it is slow, it never stops.In the tide of time, all things are going with the current, just like fish in the sea, being carried by the tide, moving forward again and again. "November...November!..." The voice came again. "No!" At the bottom of the golden time, she turned around slowly, facing the opposite direction of the current, and walked against the current with difficulty.Every step she took, she had to use all her strength.She clenched her teeth and tensed all the muscles in her body. She knew clearly that as long as she relaxed a little, the flowing water would take her away, far away, and never return.She panted loudly, like a strong ox holding a heavy plow of life, trying to plow a countercurrent path on the seabed of time.

One step after another, the clear heart lake appeared in front of her again, gradually approaching, against the rays of time, countless silver waves of light appeared on the surface of the lake. She came to the lake again. She wanted to stop. She wanted to see herself clearly in the heart lake. Time washed her, like washing the stones on the shore, she gathered all the strength in her heart, and tried hard to turn herself into a rooted tree, and she worked hard to fix herself on the sand by the lake. She saw herself again in the lake.Her wide open mouth is exhaling retrograde heat, and hot sweat is flowing out of her thick pores——on her ravine-ridden face, due to the heat of her body and the watering of sweat, the long-dried grasses and trees are bursting with freshness. Green buds.One small bud after another is one small note after another, their voices are so faint and so vivid.The buds slowly opened, and they became green leaves, one after another, one small dance after another, their movements were so soft and emotional.

"Little baby, my little baby!" She murmured happily, stretched out her hand, and took up the clear still water of the heart lake. The water was picked up, and then leaked from her fingers, and there were many beautiful ripples in the peaceful heart lake.The shadow in the water was blurred, but she didn't need to look any more. She laughed and stood up. Once again, with all her strength, she walked against the current of time.On her body, many small lives kept popping up, and their new energy was like spring rain, accumulating drop by drop and pouring into the torrent of her life.Her strength grew little by little, her feet gradually became stronger, her steps gradually became brisk, and she started running!

She ran fast against the cold time, her cold heart gradually became warmer and hotter, and her heart burst out with the brilliance of beauty and power.Many grass trees, beautiful grass trees, grow in the gullies of her face, and grow in the pores of her body, they grow, grow, and bloom. November, November walking against the light, with flowers all over, running, running, all the way forward, all the way forward. In the depths of time, there is a charming fragrance of flowers.