A long time ago, there lived a Gawa in a mountain village named Madagao. Adaana has long since passed away, and he had to live on firewood, and it was hard enough. However, because of his ingenuity, he has been playing Mimi since he was a child.

When he was thirsty, he took a few handfuls of spring water to drink; when he was hungry, he ate a few dry buns; when he was tired, he sat on the green hillside and blew his mimi, and he only blew on the hillside. The green grass is greener, the bright flowers bloom more handsome, and even the birds in the sky fall down the branches, listening to him blowing quietly.

One day, under the bright sunshine, a gentle breeze sent the melodious voice of Madamu to a far, far away place, and into the ears of a beautiful girl at the foot of the mountain.

The girl's name is Aisha, she is seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face and a smile, smart and capable, and under the emerald green hijab, her face is like a tender pink peony flower. So people call her Peony Girl.

On this day, Miss Peony was disturbed by the squeaking of birds and birds; she wanted to embroider, but she forgot to sew thread; she wanted to cook, but she forgot to take noodles. She ran out of the hospital door and jumped onto the dirt platform. She put up a awning in her hand and looked at the mountains. She saw a handsome and sturdy Dachaiwa sitting on the mountain, sitting quietly, blowing Mimi in a daze.

The more she listens, the more she likes to listen. Dachaiwa plays on the mountain every day, and Peony girl listens at the foot of the mountain every day. Listen, listen, girl Peony gradually became addicted to listening, and fell in love with Dachaiwa. She often secretly looked at the figure of Dachaiwa, listened to the crisp and mellow music, and couldn't help but listen to the song sent by Mimi.

Ga sister's door,

Wave, wave three times,

I don't see the good appearance of a sister Ga,

Sister Shandan safflower blooms.

One day, Dachaiwa was tired from chopping wood on the mountain, so she sat on the mountain and blew her Mimi again. The girl Peony at the foot of the mountain was listening to her fascination, when the sound of Mimi was cut off abruptly. For a long time, she didn't play any more music. She looked up and saw Dachaiwa.

Miss Peony thought that something happened to Dachaiwa. She seemed to have lost two of her three souls. She had no taste for food and was restless. Finally, she walked out of the house with an uneasy mood, went up the mountain, and came to Dachaiwa's side. It turned out that Dachaiwa fell asleep, and the Mimi in his hand fell into the grass. Girl Peony sat down beside Dachaiwa and carefully picked up the magical little Mimi

At this time, Dachaiwa was still chopping wood in his dream. He felt that he had inexhaustible strength. In just a while, he chopped two piles of wood like mountains. He was about to put the mulberry pole on his shoulders when he saw a very beautiful girl walking from the cliff. He looked at him and said with a smile, "Brother Dachai, Brother Dachai, you didn't bring Mimi yesterday?" He hurriedly put down the pole and said, "Take a mile, take a mile."

But he searched left and right, but couldn't see Mimi, and he was about to burst into tears.

"Hee hee hee, what do you think this is?"

When Dachaiwa saw it, the girl was holding Mimi, who never left him day and night. At this time, Dachaiwa woke up, opened her eyes and saw a very handsome girl sitting beside her, she was putting her boobs on Hong Pupu's lips. He was so confused, wondering if he was still in a dream?

When the girl saw him awake, her face blushed, she put down Ga Mimi gently, turned around and left, playing Chaiwa in a hurry, and said, "Girl, there is a wolf ahead!" Where? Where?" Dachaiwa pointed to the hillside and said, "Isn't it a sheep? It scares you."

The girl laughed, so did Dachaiwa, and the two of them caught up and sat in the shade of the tree affectionately.

After this, Chaiwa went up the mountain, and the girl went up the mountain. He chopped wood, and the girl helped him pick wood. As time goes by, you have me in your heart, and you in my heart.

However, for firewood to firewood, mountains and mountains have to be harvested. The two of them were tormented after gathering firewood and walking far into the mountains. What should we do? The wise girl Peony picked up the scissors and put on the paper, cha cha cha, three times and five divided by two, and cut a picture of Dachaiwa and another picture of herself. Dachaiwa looks like a real person, and they carry each other on their bodies.

From then on, no matter which mountain Dachaiwa came to, she could look at the girl's portrait anytime, anywhere. One day, just as he was fascinated by it, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the elephant in his hand ran away. He hurriedly chased after it, but, blinded by the wind and sand, he never caught up. But when it comes to the wind, how can there be a girl's likeness? He beat his chest and stomped his feet, so regretful that he couldn't eat anymore.

The girl's portrait was scraped into a large courtyard. There is a Master Ma living in this courtyard. Although Mr. Ma has three bedrooms and four concubines, it is not enough, he is looking for flowers and willows everywhere. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew a portrait of a girl. He was overjoyed and stared straight at the paper portrait. Looking for a needle in a haystack will also find this handsome and intelligent girl.

Search, search, visit, visit, Master Ma finally found Miss Peony. The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and Lord Ma is the emperor of the earth. Relying on his power, he snatched the girl Peony into his appointment.

However, when Miss Peony entered the Dazhuangyuan, she didn't dress up or eat, she only shed tears but did not open her eyes, so anxious that her subordinates were like ants on a hot pot, and Mr. Ma scratched his ears and cheeks, panicking.

Besides, the news that Miss Peony was snatched by Mr. Ma reached Dachaiwa Madagao's ears. He ignored the mountains and the distance, and ran to the Dazhuangyuan in one breath. However, there are servants at the front door of the Dazhuangyuan, and there are evil dogs at the back door. Look at yourself, there is only one person alone, how can you rescue Miss Peony? He was angry and sad, and he had no choice but to tell all his passion in Mimi's voice.

Ga sister's door,

Wave, wave three times,

I don't see a good looking girl,

Sister Shandan safflower blooms.

Mimisheng flew over the high wall and floated into the Dazhuangyuan, Mimisheng flew up to the embroidered building, and sent it into the ears of the Peony girl. Miss Peony opened her eyes and looked from the window, only to see Dachaiwa playing Mimi and wandering downstairs. However, it is difficult to go out and go downstairs. There is someone guarding your mouth, and you can only stare at the person you like with teary eyes, and let Mimi's voice grab your heart.

The sun went down and it was almost dusk, and the infatuated Dachaiwa was still chasing him downstairs. When Miss Peony saw that there was no one around, she hurriedly opened the window and cried out in a sad voice, "Brother Dawu!" and jumped down.

Dachaiwa heard the call and looked back, Oops! I saw the Peony girl jumped down from the air, he stumbled over and fell to the ground without taking a step. When he got up, he couldn't see the shadow of Peony Girl, but in front of him was a peony tree, with purulent leaves and smashing flowers. Dachaiwa thought that it was the aura of the peony girl. With tears in his eyes, he dug up the peony tree and hurried home to plant the peony tree in front of the window. The sound lingers in the Peony Court for many years. In April, the peony is in full bloom, bright and moving, and the fragrance is overflowing. It is the white peony that is white, and the red peony is broken!

It is said that until now, every time in the peony month, Mimi looks at the peony, the peony branches and leaves are swirling, and the flowers are beautiful. Whenever the peony is in full bloom, it is also the most beautiful season for Mimi's voice.