Cinderella lost her beloved glass shoes.

The afterglow of autumn melts the church, leaves fall in every corner of the fairy tale town, and the cadence of the bell is unwilling to be lonely and flows freely, colliding with the thin eardrums of happy or unhappy people.

In the colorful riverside, where no one can find it, there is a little girl crying sadly Wearing an ill-fitting gray coat, she faced the endless calm river alone, letting pearl-like tears meander down from that tender and ordinary face, fall on the yellow leaves and grass, fall one by one, break one by one, and bloom the warmest and heartless golden light of the sunset.

? Who can know her sadness? Is the bottom of the river quietly fleeing to the fish with only seven seconds of memory, or is it impatient and noisy in the trees in western Western jackdaw? The joys and sorrows of human beings are never interlinked, so are animals?

? Cinderella will never forget the shame she suffered today. The reason for her tears is not all for herself. The boy who has been secretly in love for many years suddenly stepped forward and called her name. She is full of joy and surprise. I thought it would be a good start, but she was trembling and couldn't take a step. That boy is the second cleverest student in Storybrooke. Although he looks ordinary, he works hard enough. Cinderella likes hard work and anything that can be obtained through hard work, because she knows that she is actually ordinary enough.

? She thought about how to look back, what kind of smile to show, and practiced smiling countless times. She knows that the opportunity of life is fleeting, and the heavenly father's eyes don't know when it will fall on her, so she should practice repeatedly and make enough preparations, and only hope that the moment of hope is her most beautiful moment. Ah, the beauty of humility to dust.

? Looking back, the corners of my mouth are rising, still stiff, and the leisurely world is comparable to a godsend. But Cinderella doesn't care, it's her smile, her smile, deliberate smile, and whole-hearted smile. I don't want to dump everyone, but I want to dump someone. The boy came over with his head down and handed Cinderella a beautiful envelope. Cinderella almost cried. In the afterglow of autumn, golden leaves covered the streets, larks sang songs of blessing, bells rang for a long time, and long-awaited objects under the high church brought long-awaited stationery. How beautiful!

? She held out her hand and was about to say thank you. The boy looked up, dodging, expecting, longing eyes, meek black and deep eyes shining. His gentle and deep voice reached Cinderella's heart as soon as it was revealed, and Cinderella trembled and waited for his voice. The boy said, "I like your two sisters very much, especially Ruth." Can you take a letter for me? Thank you. " The blush crept up his cheeks, and he took a deep breath with dying ease.

? Cinderella's hand holding the letter stopped shaking, and it was a crime for both sides to give up her softest place to someone who knew nothing. If every word can go straight to the heart, then a slight deviation is a heartbreaking pain, not to mention a huge and ferocious wound like an explosion.

? She can't remember how she got home and how she gave the letter to her stepmother's two vicious daughters and two beautiful sisters. They tore open the letter she was expecting casually, glanced at the name on it casually and threw it into the trash can. Cinderella tried to pick it up, but was defeated by the mocking laughter of her two sisters. "Hey, look at our Cinderella. It is not enough to fall in love with books. Do you miss boys? " I don't look at myself But speaking of it, that boy is poor and ugly. Maybe he really suits you. "Ha, ha, ha, it is a burst of unbridled laughter.

? Of course, the two sisters are beautiful, and so is their mother. Cinderella's mother is a very gentle and weak woman. She died in a cold winter all the year round, and it has been two or three years now. Before she died, she took Cinderella's hand and said that she would bless her forever and protect her forever. But this is not the protection Cinderella wants.

? She has been living in the dark since her father and stepmother got married. I do my homework for my two sisters every day, deal with their endless suitors, chop wood in the kitchen, light a fire by the dark stove, and even I become dark. They just gave her a big gray tattered coat that didn't fit, so Cinderella didn't have to change clothes.

? She has experienced everything, but she never cries. She has always believed that happiness can be achieved through hard work, but this time she knows she can't change it, and she doesn't know where to change it. She was sad and felt that she was poor and unworthy of him. If he doesn't like anyone, she doesn't pray anymore, she does; But since he will like someone, why can't that person be her?

? Cinderella came to the river alone and cried alone. She is the cleverest and most diligent girl in Storybrooke. At the end of each school year, there are priests who bless her and sing hymns for her, but she can't get love through hard work. She knows more than any child of the same age in the world, but she will never understand the feelings of a woman who knows her beauty but bows her head under the admiration of others. So she burst into tears and prepared to run away from home.

? She stumbled along the river with tears in her eyes. I don't know how long it took. When the stars were tired of twinkling in the sky, she came to the source of the river.

? What did she see? From the line of sight blurred by tears, she almost cried in surprise. What is this? A colorful waterfall falls from the quaint and dark castle, just like a free Tianhe. In the mist, it is like a fairyland on earth. In a daze, Cinderella seemed to hear someone singing, so she walked slowly forward and the song became clearer.

? "I am a happy castle in the jungle, far away from the world of mortals, and I have forgotten the beauty of my face. I am not afraid of lonely fires and untimely troubles. No one can bother me, bother me ~ "

? Cinderella mumbled something and asked timidly, Who is it? Who is singing? A loud laugh came, "It's me!" ? Who are you? Cinderella asked again. The voice is cheerful and clear. "Looking up, I am the most beautiful castle in the world." The intonation is elongated and rotates in the most beautiful place, as if afraid that others will not know. Cinderella doesn't feel strange. Since the Qinghe River in Storybrooke is colorful here, what's the fuss about so many talking castles? There is a lot of knowledge in the world that we don't know, which is a truth summarized by Cinderella after reading so many books.

? The castle asked her why she was so sad. Cinderella told him everything. The castle laughed after hearing this. He said proudly, I never feel sorry for what I can't get. Cinderella was angry and refuted him. You don't even know if you have a heart. How could you get hurt? The castle answered her gently, saying that I was born with a heart, but I was clear and pure. Cinderella snorted angrily and said, "Then you must not have met something you really care about." The castle said, "Haha, I care about everything in the world and life. How can I care nothing? " I am also full of regrets and feelings when I see the flowers bloom and fall in life. "Cinderella said with a loud voice, I won't talk to you. I'm leaving. Cinderella walked back gently in the dim moonlight, but the castle still smiled and said, "Girl, it's good to chat with you. You can come to me whenever you are free. "Cinderella is getting farther and farther away, and the voice of the castle is getting smaller and smaller. It has burned for many years of loneliness, stayed in a lonely place for so long, and inadvertently accompanied and communicated instantly, which is so precious in the barren years. "

? Cinderella walked in the cold night, exhausted, and unconsciously fell asleep in the grass.

? As night falls, the morning star shines high. Cinderella is sleepy and opens her eyes. She found that she didn't know when to put on her shirt. She looked sideways. Not far away, where the sunrise is about to rise, there is a blond prince. He has an English nose, knife-like lips, angular face and a sword firmly inserted beside him. He just sat there seriously and meticulously, like a tall and straight pine tree, which never withered all the year round. Behind her is an ordinary strange woman who has been protected all night. In front of her is a malicious, dangerous and beautiful world, a sea of clouds.

? He sent Cinderella home and turned to leave when there was just a cloud in the morning. Cinderella sat on the steps, feeling as if she had had a dream. There are colorful rivers, talking castles, and a handsome prince who guards her all night. If only life could be so extraordinary every day. In addition to the shirt that is still tightly wrapped to avoid the cold, it still exists, and the eyes of a golden eagle on it are lonely and lofty. In the morning, her sisters opened the door and were startled to see Cinderella sitting on the steps in a daze. They thought they were possessed and were waiting to wake her up, but they heard her ringing laughter.

? Later, Cinderella went to look for the castle. In the irregular afterglow of the sunset, at every happy or unhappy moment, she listened to the trust words of the castle like a fool, but she was expecting the arrival of another person, the blond, brave sword, the quiet guardian of that night. This is a memory that she will never forget, but she has never met it again. Beauty always comes inadvertently and is fleeting, isn't it?

Time passed quickly, and Cinderella changed from a little girl to a big girl in an instant. That night, my stepmother and sister were very anxious and took out their best clothes, the most gorgeous clothes and the most precious jewels. Cinderella was curious but didn't ask until she happened to see the familiar golden eagle on the invitation. She suddenly got excited and asked her two sisters, where are you going? The two sisters sneered, "We are going to the prince's party. Maybe it will be a luxurious carriage when I come back at night. Don't think about it, don't look at yourself in the mirror, and dress dirty and ugly. " Then there were bursts of laughter, and then they left.

They left and locked the door, so Cinderella had to close the door, open the window and jump out. Running in the endless golden world, she wants to see the castle. She knows that the castle has black magic, and he has countless classics in his stomach. He can help her. She ran and ran, and finally came to the castle panting. The castle looked at her affectionately, and he already knew her purpose. Although the castle will never leave its original place, he has a mirror that can see the mountains and rivers of Wan Li, although he only wants to use it to see Cinderella and the person who occasionally comes to chat with him. He is eager to know her joys and sorrows and to protect her.

He said to Cinderella: Don't worry, girl, you are the most beautiful. Cinderella cried and said, "No, I'm not." The castle said with a smile, you pushed open my door and went in. You saw a pair of glass shoes in the center, crystal clear and flawless. If you wear it, you will be the most beautiful princess in the world, but you can only wear it once a week. At the foot of the mountain is the most luxurious carriage in the world and four white horses that are hard to find in the world. Here are the most beautiful clothes and the most splendid jewels in the world. I have prepared them for you. But you must come back before twelve o'clock, or the magic will fail, okay?

? The sound of the castle is low and not as cheerful as usual, but Cinderella can't control it. She hurried into the castle, and among thousands of bookshelves, under the silent books, a beam of light slipped from the dome and shone on those glass shoes. Cinderella cried happily. She muttered, "Ah, my favorite glass shoes." She put it on gently and carefully, and the glass shoes seemed to be tailor-made for her, which was very suitable. Cinderella stepped on glass shoes and hurried down the mountain, even forgetting to say goodbye to the castle and say thank you.

She hurried down the hill and found the carriage at the foot of the mountain. Four white horses pointed and pulled her forward quickly. Cinderella urged the carriage to hurry up. Chasing early, she was afraid that she would miss it later and never get the prince's favor again.

? Birds hold dead branches on the road for her, ants carry small stones, and the wind sings behind her and pushes her. Where rivers cross, they become thick ice, where mountains and valleys are linked, where open roads are cut off, and where clouds are going to rain, they disappear quietly and quickly. The whole world is helping her, as if to say to her, "Go, girl, go and pursue your happiness."

Cinderella finally came to the palace. She got out of the carriage shyly and saw her reflection on the magnificent pillars of the palace. What a perfect girl that is, she is so beautiful, she is so beautiful. She's even more embarrassed. She bowed her head and walked on the gorgeous red carpet of the palace. The guard in charge of receiving the invitation was stunned by her beauty and forgot to check it in a daze. The princes and nobles on the road were amazed and talked about. Which kingdom princess is this? She is so beautiful and elegant.

? Cinderella walked into the dance floor of the palace ball and the spotlight shone on her. Naturally, it seems that she was born to be the center of the world. The prince, who was bowing his head to drink, also looked up and looked blankly. Cinderella cut through his sky like a light and took away his soul. He can't help but admire, which princess is this, how can I have no impression at all. But he doesn't know that the beauty of Cinderella doesn't come entirely from the outside. No matter how gorgeous the dress is, how luxurious the diamond jewelry is, or the high-heeled shoes filled with precious stones, it can't compare with the quiet beauty that Cinderella now exudes. This is far from the stupid beauty of the aristocratic daughters gathered in the palace. Those aristocratic girls always change one set of dresses and jewelry after another, hoping to attract the prince's attention and make themselves princesses. Although they pretend to be elegant, how can they be different from cheap prostitutes in their hearts?

? The prince walked forward, leaving the noise of Yingying Yanyan around him, and he went straight to Cinderella. Wearing white gloves, he raised his glass and said in an expectant but polite tone, "Dear princess, can you dance with me?" Cinderella agreed. They danced as if they could jump to the end of the world.

? "What's your name, please? What country is your princess from? "

? The prince asked while dancing with Cinderella.

? "I'm sorry, this is the only problem I have to keep secret. Please forgive my rudeness. "

? Cinderella answered with a melancholy smile.

? The beautiful face and lonely figure made the prince more moved. She must have an unknown past. Where does her beauty, which is both philosophical and transcendental, come from? But her eyes seem to be full of all the sadness in the world. Nevertheless, she is still like a lofty lily, not polluted by sadness at all.

? "I fell in love with you at the first sight." The prince confided to her like this: "Where did the dark clouds come from? Where does the sadness in your eyes come from? Tell me, let me comfort you, let me bear it for you ... "

"We shouldn't talk about this. Let's think about something happy tonight. We can keep dancing, dancing, dancing, your highness … "Cinderella felt very sad to think that she could only answer like this. This is the first time a man has had sex with her, with a prince. Mom, what should I do?

? And how can the prince continue to like me when he thinks of his dirty and ordinary appearance and his poor and bullied life? Thinking of this, Cinderella closed her eyes painfully, while the prince could only see her long eyelashes and white and beautiful face.

? A good life is always fleeting, and it's almost midnight before you know it. Cinderella broke away from the prince's arms and turned to leave, and the prince reached out to retain her. "Can I still have a chance to see you? Dear princess. " Cinderella painfully closed her eyes, got into the carriage and left the prince in despair. But I heard a soft voice from the carriage. "Every Sunday night, I will go to Golden Yuan Ye." The carriage slammed away and disappeared into the night, leaving a prince who could not win with joy.

? Time passed slowly and the sun refused to move. The prince is waiting for the princess and Cinderella on the golden Yuan Ye. He looked through the autumn water, the pale sky and the thick earth. There were fiery foxes running in the distance and wild geese jumping nearby from time to time. He stood there with a sword. From the first ray of sunshine in the morning to the sunset covering the sky, he waited quietly and stood in the sunset as an eternal and waiting statue. There is no thunderbolt in the chest, and the face is like a Pinghu.

? A little white light in the distance broke his calm, and the prince was angry. Just like a meteor hitting the earth, hundreds of millions of years of peace are just waiting for that once-in-a-lifetime impact. Cinderella came over, still wearing her crystal clear glass shoes. They fell in love, from sunset to night, from sunset to starry sky. They walked through Storybrooke and every corner of the kingdom together. It's a pity that Cinderella can only see the prince once a week and must leave before midnight every time.

? Cinderella thought it would be like this all her life, until one day she saw the deep sadness on the prince's face. Cinderella asked her in every way, and the prince told her that the prince's country was being attacked by foreign countries and he had to go back to resist the enemy. Although the prince comforted Cinderella, it was only a trivial matter, and he would soon defeat the enemy and come back. But Cinderella still saw deep concern from the prince's deep eyes, and she was determined to help him.

? Cinderella came to the castle again, but she didn't hear the song of the castle. That's right. She hasn't come to the castle to chat for a long time since she met the prince again, so there are some unknown habits in the castle, such as preventing him from singing happily. There seems to be nothing to be surprised about. After all, everyone is changing. She walked to the door of the castle in high spirits, pushed open the door and told the castle her purpose with water. For a long time, the castle answered her. He said, Cinderella, I have countless dark magic classics in my body, each of which can solve your problem. But if you want to do it right away, there is only one way. You must take off your glass shoes, and you can't put them on for a year. Cinderella agreed without thinking, without even telling the prince. She firmly believes that the prince will stand the test of time. The castle gave a low laugh, and the glass shoes lost their dazzling brilliance in the blink of an eye. Cinderella felt as if her hands had gained infinite magic.

? She waved and the starlight built a road. She ran on it in a carriage, running on the endless clouds. She is going to help the prince. The carriage ran for a day and a night and finally reached the battlefield. But in that endless seaside, Cinderella didn't see the prince who fought bloody battles. What she saw was a group of mermaids making cups with the prince for a change. The enemy and enemy warships have already sunk into the silent seabed with the blue waves, and they have won. So Cinderella left and went back to the castle. In the next year, she will study dark magic here. She doesn't want to be powerless and suffer separation in front of the person she loves.

? The prince returned to Korea. He went to Jin Yuanye again, looking forward to Cinderella, the princess in his mind. Week after week, month after month, he didn't wait for the person he was waiting for. When he ordered the whole country to look for the princess, Cinderella was even a little complacent when she heard the news. This is her favorite prince. She loves her so much, but she is more narrow-minded. She doesn't see him or even leave him any message. Cinderella wants to test the prince to see how much he loves her. After all, after Cinderella learned black magic, with the help of a pair of reusable glass shoes, she can stay beautiful forever and stay with the prince forever.

Unfortunately, she can't wait. When the festive wedding cars lined up in a long line, the whole kingdom sounded a loud horn, and the people cheered into an ocean. Everyone knew that the best and perfect prince in the whole kingdom was going to get married. It was the sensitive wind that brought the news to Cinderella. It bypassed the half-open window of the castle, bypassed the high and low bookshelves and brought all this to Cinderella. Cinderella's beautifully carved magic book fell heavily on the ground because her prince abandoned her and she was at a loss.

Cinderella tripped and knocked down the door of the castle. She wants to go to the palace, see the prince and ask! But there is nothing at the door, not the carriage she is familiar with, not the gorgeous dress. She watched the colorful flowing river pour down, reflecting her ordinary face. The river is as carefree as when she first came, but that was a long time ago. Although she is not the little girl she used to be, she never thought that she was similarly unhappy. The harsh voice in the castle sounded behind her. "My princess, where do you want to go?" Cinderella wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and begged, "Please help me, I want to see my prince." The castle smiled bitterly and the walls were wrinkled. He said, but the glass slipper has lost its magic! Cinderella's tears began to flow again. She wept bitterly. She said, "You are a good man. Can you help me again? I know you must have a way. The happiness of my life is here. If you miss it, there will be no more. " The castle was silent for a long time before asking, "Do you have to see him today?" Cinderella replied, "Yes, I must see him." The castle seemed to take a deep breath. A sudden wind blew trees and colorful waterfalls. Colorful water droplets float in the air and reflect in the sun, just like a most beautiful dream. The castle said, "If you break a glass shoe, you can regain your beauty. But in this case, you can no longer have the most beautiful people every week, and even after you learn black magic, you can't get this beauty. "

If the beautiful appearance is not for him to appreciate, then even if every day and night will always be charming and beautiful, what's the use? Cinderella didn't hesitate to break the crystal-clear glass shoes in front of the castle, although she didn't expect that the glass shoes didn't belong to her. The magic stirred, and Cinderella's ordinary face changed rapidly and became charming again. The castle called a carriage to Cinderella in a low voice, and the carriage drifted away, leaving only the laughter of the castle disappearing deeper and deeper, as if a stone were always laughing at itself.

The sun is very strong and the heat wave is scorching. Cinderella finally arrived at the palace with her carriage bumping. There are colorful balloons floating everywhere in the palace, and the festive atmosphere of the wedding permeates everyone, and everyone smiles from the heart. Cinderella enviously thought that all this should belong to her!

The palace is big and the church is bigger. The guests were full, and in the center of all the portraits, the gray-haired priest was praying. A couple is like jade on the wall, the bride's eyebrows are like stars, her face is like peach blossoms, and her figure is slim and beautiful. The groom is tall and burly, handsome and upright, and looks like a god on earth. Cinderella sneaked through the church door and looked in silently. It was not until the priest asked the most crucial sentence that the prince answered me yes. Cinderella left quietly, leaving the only glass shoe at the church door. Although the midnight bell didn't ring, she should go back, to the castle far away from the crowd, and to a mediocre life. Love is a gift from heaven, and we really shouldn't be insatiable.

The prince who was taking the oath heard the familiar sound of glass shoes kissing the ground and walked out of the church in despair. The guests were stunned. The church is full of noise, in this place closest to my father. He saw the solitary flawless glass shoe, shining with tears in the sun, shining like glass, as if reflecting yesterday's youth. However, the beauty has gone, and the traces are ethereal. How many thoughts are a lifetime, perhaps only a clever river knows.

The prince gently picked up the glass shoes, cleaned them carefully and hid them in his arms. He walked back to the church with quiet hands, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and said softly to the bride and priest, "Go on, I will."

Cinderella returned to the castle, but without words, the castle was silent and forgot the song she often sang. In fairy tales, the prince and the princess live happily together, but now no one cares about which princess.

Time has passed for a long time. Before he died, the old king found a witch to assist the prince, which is the new king. Witch She wears a big black wizard robe, a dazzling walking stick and a pair of forever barefoot. But no one dared to laugh at her. She has the deepest magic and extensive knowledge, and everyone respects her, because she is also the most diligent, intelligent and amiable person in the whole kingdom. The old king was right to give her the responsibility of assisting the prince. With a magic wand, she traveled around the kingdom conscientiously. She drove the saber-toothed tiger to the endless grassland, saved the dying prince and princess's daughter, and cured Little Red Riding Hood who was about to become a wolf. She measured the land of the whole kingdom step by step, eliminating war and hunger. She caused the enemy to collapse, and the grain in the field was bumper every year. With her, prince, oh no, king, there are more and more smiles on his face, but fewer and fewer wrinkles. But the witch never lifts her cloak. Nobody knows what she looks like. The better she does, the more legends about her appearance.

Some people say that there is a unique face under that wide cloak, which is countless times more beautiful than the queen who once disappeared; But some people say that there is an ugly striped face under the cloak, and all witches are not beautiful. This is their truth. But the witch doesn't care about these, gossip or sweet talk, and can't let her footsteps stay for half a minute. She still kept going.

Time goes by silently, and time rides on a horse endlessly. This day has finally arrived. The former prince and the present king are lying in the hospital bed, looking calm and serene. There is no one around him. He hasn't married a new wife since the queen disappeared and the princess fell asleep. Time took away all his beauty and left him with more and more heavy memories. When the witch came back to see him, he shook his hand and asked the maid to take out a box and give it to the witch. The box is brand-new, and it can be seen that people often wipe it. The king, panting, said to the witch, please bury this with me and take good care of my motherland. People really need you. The witch smiled and agreed.

The king closed his eyes. He really has nothing to say about this kind of life. He's just waiting for death for dozens of seconds or minutes. Isn't that what he's been waiting for? As long as you have no regrets in this life. He felt that apart from that incident, he really had nothing to regret, although it was only that incident. The witch opened the box with a bang, as if something suddenly broke into pieces, and the magic churned. The king opened his eyes again in horror.

The witch closed her eyes, but she couldn't stop crying. In that brand-new box, it is her beloved glass shoes, it is her beloved glass shoes. She stayed with the person she loved the most and never intended to disturb his life. She has her own pride and can't forgive his mistakes. Even though he may be hiding something.

Once the girl appeared beside her again, but unfortunately she was old. The king choked on tears and let them flow through his criss-crossing face. The king reached out and held Cinderella's hand tightly. He choked up and said, please deal with it ... Cinderella was in tears, too. She said, I know, I will take good care of your kingdom and your people.

The king smiled and shook his head, and the sunset shone on his old face through the window sash, outlining endless reluctance and entreaties. He spoke fluently, jumping out of his dry throat word by word: "Please take care."

Just then, the long bell rang, and the bell rose and fell between the churches with high domes full of historical dust. A petal recording a story on an old tree outside the window can no longer bear the weight of the story and falls in the middle of the colorful river in Storybrooke, and a lonely castle thousands of miles away from the source continues to wait for them for thousands of years.

In the golden glory of the sky, with a sigh, the white-haired king gently closed his wrinkled eyes, and death came at him mercilessly, while the silent witch reappeared in a wide black robe, and Cinderella lost her beloved glass shoes forever. ...