There was still more than half an hour before the plane landed.

The blonde and blue-eyed lady in the front row pulled out a small comb and combed the smooth blonde hair, making a crackling static sound, then she put the comb back in her handbag, turned out a large pile of bottles and cans of makeup, and began to carefully touch up her makeup in front of the small mirror. Richard couldn't help but think that maybe there would be a boyfriend at LAX...... Or is his girlfriend waiting for her?

Not only her, but other passengers were also preparing to get off the plane, coming and going in the aisles, waiting in line to go to the bathroom, and occasionally a bear or two naughtily trying to pull Richard's tail, all of which he nimbly dodged.

Richard doesn't like the smell of makeup, and he doesn't like a bear child like Xiao Yile, and he wants to change to a position that is close to the center and is not disturbed.

Fina was sleeping in the window seat, and Zhang Zi'an was napping with her mouth wide open in the middle seat. Richard decided that the persimmon should be picked up softly, and it fluttered its wings and jumped onto Zhang Zi'an's shoulder, looking out of the porthole at the brown coastline that swept by the skyline from time to time.

Suddenly, it noticed its own figure in the reflection of the porthole—light gray feathers all over its body, and a cluster of dark red tail feathers looked full of spirit.

It scouted closely, lowered its head and combed the feathers on its chest with its beak.

"Don't make a fuss. Zhang Zi'an noticed its movement, opened his eyes in a daze, wiped a handful of saliva, and muttered.

For this man who firmly occupies the bottom of the food chain in the pet store, Richard is too lazy to pay attention to him.

It remembered the first time it looked in the mirror in its life.

The first time it saw its own image in the mirror, it thought that another creature had invaded its territory, and it was so timid that it curled up in a corner and shivered.

"Oh dear, don't be afraid, it's you. Dressed in a white coat, she seemed amused by its reaction, and then took it in her arms and whispered softly.

"Alex, look, this is you, you're a parrot. ”

In her gentle whisper, it felt as if it was really less scared, and it was training to distinguish colors, so it asked, "What...... Color?"

"Oh, Alex, you always surprise me! It's gray, look, your feathers are gray. ”

"Come on, cutie, you've got another name - 'Ash'!"

That day was the first time she looked in the mirror, and since then she has firmly remembered the color gray, which she has a nickname "gray", which she always calls when she expresses that she is about to get angry.

It's like the first time she got on a plane like a human on a plane ticket, she snatched her shrimp salad and didn't want to eat it because the fruit salad was not fresh. After patiently coaxing her a few times to no avail, she also got angry: "Damn it! Ash! you have to eat the fruit!"

It gave in and obediently finished the fruit salad, not because of her angry tone, but because of the worried, anxious look in the eyes that saw her looking at her...... Eyes.

Although ripe apples taste nasty, they can replenish the vitamins that the body needs. It understood that since that infection with Aspergillus, her worries about its health had become a bit of a battle.

And it didn't want to see any trace of anxiety in her eyes.

……

"Two orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on a sunny day-"

"No, no, baby, it's not a sunny day, it's a blue sky, it's not a second sound, it's a sound!"

On the left sat a family of four, and the Chinese mother reluctantly corrected the pronunciation of her son, who had a mixed-race face, for the Nth time.

"Mommy, I'll carry it, I'll carry it. "My sister, who is also a mixed-race face, is very enthusiastic," I don't know about spring sleep, and mosquitoes are everywhere...... Mosquito bites!"

"My God!" the only mother with an oriental face in the family of four held her forehead, "It's 'Smelling Birds Everywhere', you are even more powerful than your brother!"

The Chinese passengers around them all let out a good-natured laugh, and some of the foreign passengers did not understand, but they also felt something and laughed along.

Richard grinned similarly.

As an interpreter bird, it is naturally familiar with oriental classical culture, not to mention Tang poems and Song lyrics, even Han Fu Yuan song It can also be at its fingertips. And the first time it was exposed to this culture was a long, long time ago......

That year, she took it to Tucson, in the southern United States, where she lived on a farm eight miles from the center of the city. Many mornings, it would accompany her on the terrace, drinking coffee and greeting the sunrise.

As the sun rose over the Lincoln Mountains to the east, she watched with her as the sun's rays shone directly on the highest peaks of the Santa Catalina Mountains, and she was always amazed at the beauty of the lilac and pink glow, and often exclaimed: "Behold, dear Alex, how amazing nature is!

The hidden old tea praised the young doctor for learning from China and the West, but in fact, she was not too reckless. Soon after living at the farm, perhaps because her mother tongue could no longer satisfy her love for nature, she began to teach her "clouds steaming and clouds" and "steaming clouds and dreams".

At that time, it couldn't understand such complex words and meanings, and could only imitate them mechanically, but in the depths of her memory, until now, she still remembers that the two sentences she most often recites are - "Mountain Light Pleasant Bird Nature" and "One or Two Parrots at the Bottom of the Leaves".

It wasn't until he became an elf that he understood the meaning of these verses and realized how difficult it was for a foreigner to learn classical Chinese poetry. She often says it's the pride of her life, but in fact, she's the pride of it.

It's the whole world of it.

“X-art…… Brazzers…… Kink…… Digital Sin…… Private…… icked…… Hee-hee, bribe...... I come, I see, I conquer ......" Zhang Zi'an muttered with a disgusting smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming something.

Richard woke up from the memories for a moment and shivered!

Why does this idiot speak English so skillfully only at such times!

Fortunately, his voice is not loud, if it is heard by the surrounding passengers, it is estimated that he will call the police directly!

It glared at Zhang Zi'an, who was salivating profusely, and laboriously pulled back the small blanket that was about to slip off his body with its wings.

This idiot thought that it was a random event that appeared in the Chinese professor's class in the first place, and that it was his own luck.

Actually, it's attracted.

Although the old man Chen taught modern Chinese drowsy, "Ancient Chinese Literature" was spoken with emotion. In the last class before Zhang Zi'an went, he was talking about the "Drinking Water Words" by Nalan Rongruo, the first lyricist of the Qing Dynasty.

"Gambling books are so fragrant that they are just ordinary at that time...... What used to be normal is no longer possible...... The tea in the wine is half, the past is clever, and the dreams are all scars. ”

I heard it by chance, and I was stunned.

What love is, it didn't understand when it was alive, the word was too complicated. It's just that the night before he died, he seemed to feel something in the dark, so he said "I love you" to her during the routine goodbye. ”

What love is, it doesn't understand when it becomes a spirit, this emotion is too deep. It's just that it doesn't understand why it has become an elf that can fly freely in the heavens and the earth, but there is always a place in its heart that is empty and barren and overgrown with weeds. Whenever I think of her, that sour feeling, it recalls the thirty years with her, she taught it lessons by hand, it accompanies her lonely, she loses her temper with it when she is angry...... the discerning reporter of the Times, once said in the report that the Doctor and it get along like a couple.

The piano and the song are in harmony with each other...... It already understands the beauty of these words, but it also understands that this is a luxury that it will never be able to achieve in this life.

Love is companionship, but also letting go. It has long understood this truth, but it doesn't understand where the sourness in its heart comes from...... Hearing those two lines of poetry is like an empowerment. It turns out that it is only because the days of companionship will never be there again, and it is angry that it has not kept in mind every bit of the past thirty years together, and that it has not cherished the past better.

The past, the tea in the wine and the half, the past is smart, and it was only ordinary at that time......

It stared at the other side of the ocean, its eyes gradually blurred, and among the white clouds, it seemed that her gentle face appeared, and her face was no longer young with traces of time, but in its eyes, it was vaguely the woman who smiled thirty years ago.

The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but I stand in front of you, and you don't know that I love you.

The farthest distance in the world, it's not that you don't know that I love you, but that I want you to be heartbroken,

But I can only bury it deep in my heart.

……

"Hello passengers, this is the announcement from the captain. We expect to arrive at our destination, LAX in 20 minutes. It's 11:10 a.m. local time, the temperature is 9 degrees Celsius, light winds, light rain, and travelers who want to enjoy the California sun may be disappointed. The runway is a bit slippery, so please fasten your seatbelts and prepare for landing. Thank you so much for coming with us today, and we hope your mood is not affected by the bad weather, thank you!"

The English radio in the plane woke up Zhang Zi'an's dream of galloping across the grassland on a large ocean horse, and he noticed that Richard seemed to be a wanderer, so he had a mischievous mentality.

"Richard, what are you doing looking at the sky? What's in the sky? Isn't there a? Ahhhhhhh He snapped his fingers to play it.

"You stupid-looking idiot, Uncle Ben just has sand in his eyes. It nimbly dodged, gave him a blank look, and jumped back into its seat like an elegant gentleman, "It's time to get off the plane, fasten your seatbelts." In addition, the good news is that it is raining in Los Angeles. ”

Zhang Zi'an felt a cold murderous aura from the left.