1. NightmareLate at night, a few lilac halos dispersed into the streets of the town. They danced lightly, passing through the pond under the moonlight, pushing aside the branches and leaves, and melting into crystal seeds in the evening breeze. The stars scattered all over the flower clock, and bloomed into a lavender color the moment they landed on the ground and into sea of flowers. These coquettish flowers that have just taken shape lazily pick out the passers-by, blooming their mirror-like phantoms on the bodies of their "favorites". The slender and complicated root system penetrates deeply into the muscles and bones of the victims, squeezing their glowing life out of their souls, and then greedily sucks it all up, enjoying the delicious benefits from those victims. The screams struggling from his throat... “Mom and Dad! I am afraid! "Witnessing this horrifying scene, the little girl hiding behind an olive tree could only helplessly throw her cries into the void, but the only response to her was a lavender tree that burst out of the sky in front of her. This flower is much thicker than the thin olive tree next to it. There is not a single leaf on the bare flower branches, but a huge flower plate hanging alone. The lavender streamer jumps back and forth between the petals, very much like eyes flickered, staring fiercely at the little kid in front of it.The poor little girl could not stand such a fright. Dominated by fear, she had no choice but to close her eyes and cry desperately until her hoarse voice could no longer make any sound. At this moment of despair and collapse, a strange and distant piece of music quietly came to protect the little girl.Even with her eyes closed, she could still clearly see the melody that shone with all the happiness and sadness in the world. Thousands of gorgeous silk strings glowed with sounds from the origin of this world, smashing the ferocious purple flowers together with the fear that dominated people's hearts. In the blink of an eye, the birds began to chirp, the sunlight penetrated the window screen, and the gentle calls of my parents gradually brightened in my ears. The dream has faded. The little girl opened her eyes red from crying and threw herself into her mother's warm embrace...2. Sea of flowers"Old guy, you'd better have a good rest. I'll arrange the manpower to investigate the flower clock matter." In the church lounge, the mayor was softly comforting the haggard pastor.But the pastor didn't pay attention at all. His mind kept thinking over and over again about a question that he couldn't figure out no matter what - why? Why did he suddenly age like this? Is it just fear and anxiety? Or is there some other unknown thing that secretly took away his years and vitality?After thinking hard to no avail, the pastor buried his face deeply in his hands. At this moment, he just felt empty in his heart and wanted to find something to support and rely on. In a daze, he vaguely saw his wife, who had been dead for many years, sitting in front of the piano in the corner by the window, playing leisurely and enjoying the time that only belonged to the two of them. But when his eyes converged again, all that was left in front of him was an old piano covered in dust under a red velvet cover."Since you don't speak, I'll take it as your promise. You should have a good rest first. I still have a lot of things to do, so I'll leave first." After that, the mayor left a basket of fruits and hurriedly left, leaving only the pastor in the empty room. “My dear, are we going to meet again soon? "The pastor stood up, slowly moved to the corner by the window, and then, as if he had made a lot of determination, he raised his hand and lifted the dusty cover. Fortunately, the piano, which had been silent for many years, was still as clean as new. The portrait of his wife on the music stand has not faded. Looking at the bright smiling face of the person in the painting, his thoughts followed the fallen leaves outside the window and drifted back to that early spring morning in his memory...It was a sunny morning, and the cool morning breeze blew away all the fear and sorrow of the New Year. An exquisite chair is placed in front of the flower clock, as if it is quietly waiting for someone."My dear, let me make a painting for you, just like we agreed before." The young pastor sat melancholy on the stone steps at the door of the church, with the newly mixed paint beside him.“Look, the tulips on the flower clock are blooming so beautifully! Just turn your face slightly toward them, yes, that's it, turn a little more... Okay, stop! Then, remember to keep smiling..." The young pastor patiently directed the seat in front of the flower clock, trying every means to make the person who was about to enter the painting clear in his mind. Once, twice... He tried again and again turning all the angles, searching for every detail, he unknowingly turned back time with unprecedented concentration. When the pointer filled with thousands of youth flashed by in a reincarnation, he finally closed his eyes and sat down exhausted on the ground, the vague figure of the lover also disappeared, leaving only a pure white canvas standing quietly in front of the steps."I wish I could come back earlier!"A gust of breeze blew by, bringing a hint of warmth to the skin that should have been cold.The grass and trees are embroidered with glow, and the mountains and rivers are covered with mist.Through slightly opened tearful eyes, the young pastor saw another red sun rising. In an instant, countless images flashing in memories rushed to the empty seats. Between the mountains and beside the river valley, the young pastor and his wife were sitting side by side in the maple forest."What a beautiful maple leaf!" the pastor said."Yeah, it's like a sea of maple trees." “My dear, if only we could be together like this forever. ""Yes, even if I leave this world, I will still be waiting for you in heaven."His wife's voice still echoed in his ears, and the pastor incorporated his thoughts into each stroke. As the sea of red maples gradually recedes into the distance, the eyes and brows of my lover when they first met finally shine brightly on the scroll."My dear, I wish I could finish listening to the last words you said to me..." Endless nostalgia and sadness poured out of his eyes from the bottom of his heart. The pastor used his withered hands to hold the longing that spanned more than twenty years tightly. In my arms. I thought about it day and night, and said thousands of words, and finally said "Long time no see"..."Dong dong, squeak -", the ajar door was gently knocked open a gap"Who is it?" The pastor came to his senses, grabbed a handkerchief and wiped his face carelessly."Good morning, uncle pastor! My parents and I are here to see you!""Ah! Good kid, it's you!" The pastor hurriedly opened the door, his red pupils reflecting the warm smiles of the little girl and her family."Good morning, Pastor! This is the nectar we brought you, please try it!""Oops, thank you, thank you! Come on, come in, and I'll make you some scented tea that was freshly made a few days ago! "The pastor happily took the clay pot from the little girl's mother and turned around to make tea for them."No need, Pastor. We are going to the music room to practice the new... ah, that... music for next month's celebration, so I won't disturb your rest!""Mom and Dad, I want to drink scented tea! The scented tea made by the pastor is delicious!" The greedy little girl heard her father's refusal and hurriedly acted like a baby to her parents, for fear of missing the sweet fragrance of the tea."Child, be good, don't disturb the pastor's rest. Mom will go back to the market to buy you some hundred flower water!" In order to let the aging and tired pastor rest well, the mother had to coax her with her daughter's favorite hundred flower water."Hahaha, let's do this! You two go to the music room to practice music, and let the child drink some tea here, so that you don't have to worry about watching her.""Pastor, why do I have the nerve to trouble you? We usually let her go to the square to play by herself when we practice. Anyway, the security in our town has always been very good, so it will be fine." “From what you said, I just made her some tea. What's the trouble? ""This..." The little girl's mother looked at her husband hesitantly."Since the pastor said so, let the child stay here for a while.""Then...well, thank you Pastor!""Haha, you're welcome. Come on, kid, come inside!""Yes!" the little girl agreed happily."Baby, listen to the pastor and don't make trouble! Mom will come find you at noon.""I know! Mom!""Then, pastor, let us go first." After telling their daughter who was jumping happily, the little girl's p