I. Bug Two
I met Mr. Bug Two for the first time that spring on an extreme peak in the Himalayas on the Tibetan side.
Although the mountain is already green grass, however, in this lonely peak is still ice and snow crystal, transparent crystal bright snow reflecting the sharp sunlight like a sword, full of snow like a sword and halberd clusters of dazzling sharpness.
In the dreamlike light, there is a gray crane dancing alone.
The dancing figure is lonely and dashing, revealing an inexplicable tiki and transcendence, but also an indescribable loneliness and coldness. When the dance is fast, it turns into a faint shadow trace, in the fierce mountain wind, such as the fluttering green lotus.
That is Mr. Bug two! I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do!
I never thought that the human body can make such a beautiful dance, such as the dance of the wind flower, let the years go by without losing the slightest bit of lightness.
When he slowly stopped the dancing body, like the musician stopped the sound, the end of the sharp and far away, and like a running stream into a deep pool of natural fluency. It was then that the face of Mr. Bug two was seen, his head of white hair like snow and frost, but his face is young and elegant, as if about thirty, and his eyes are especially memorable.
Years later, I live alone in the peak of Mo forget ten years, and then meet Mr., only to read a few points of that eyes, a few noble a few humble, a few dreamy a few vicissitudes of coolness, a few reluctance, a few happy, all into that a trace of joy and worry, inexplicable murmur to go, across the years and the mountains and rivers, sunk into the heart, do not care about the time passes, the things that pass. "Why have you come? Young man." Hearing that voice I was even more surprised, light and soft timbre, as if with a few hints of childish feeling, although the voice as cold, but can not make people feel unhappy.
I thought about it and laughed out loud, and said: "The woman I love is going to get married, and I know that there is a kind of flower on the top of this snowy mountain, which was once said to be the Yudhubai flower, and also called the forgetfulness to relieve people's sorrows. In fact, this kind of flower is not Yutang Bowl Flower, but forgetfulness and relief of sorrow can quite illustrate the efficacy of this flower, with it into the medicine, it is said that it can make people permanent Shaohua, do not show the decline in color, I want to come to look for this flower, to give her as a congratulatory gift. I want to find this flower and give it to her as a congratulatory gift.
The man lost his smile and said: "You're this strong thought that da boy ah! Oh, just call me Mr. Bug two."
This is Mr. Bugs.
The pain in my heart, my helplessness, my reluctance and retreat, when he said the words "strong think that the", I know he can understand. That was the first time Mr. Bugs and I met. "The heavy apartment is under the Mo Chou Tang, and the night is long and thin after lying down. The career of a goddess is a dream, and the residence of a young nun has no groom. I don't believe that the windstorm is weak, and who taught me about the fragrance of cinnamon leaves in the moonlight? I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get out of this.
Mr. Worm II sang this poem far away, I still can not forget the glimpse of a clear dance.
II.
The first time I met Xiaoxue, or when I was studying in the school, then still small, I fourteen, she thirteen.
I come from a poor background, and there is always a kind of inexplicable self-pity in front of the rich kids with beautiful clothes.
I read the best books, and was praised most by my teachers. So I'm also proud of myself, and do not care to show good to those rich children of the clothes and food. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, and it was the last time I saw it.
Xiao Xue is a small girl with a dark complexion, not too eye-catching.
She is from a very good family, her father is a local gentleman with a good reputation, the family is very rich.
The little snow, as its name suggests, is just like a silent snowfall in the early winter night, a few minutes of loneliness, a few minutes of ordinary, a few minutes of silence, a few minutes of drifting, and with a few minutes of undetectable charm, dancing alone in the late night.
Although the small snow can not be said to be beautiful, but ultimately is a large family of young ladies, features are actually very eye-catching, because of the slightly darker skin color masked, out of nowhere, minus three bright.
At that time in the private school of the women are mostly official families of the gold, they are since childhood, do not know the world of hard work, the character of indulgence, but because of the care of people everywhere, less worry, but there is a kind of heartfelt happiness unrestrained unrestrained, around the people are very happy to accept them.
I was next to a very beautiful rich girl, his grandfather is the dynasty of the great, the old man returned to the countryside, the son was afraid of his father lonely, the most pampered daughter sent to accompany his father. The girl's snow-white skin, flowery, all noble, although soft to people, but I know her bones of high pride.
She looked down on the surrounding countryside children, although some people desperately to offer her good, she never refused, but her attitude towards anyone did not go beyond the courtesy of friendship. She exchanged gifts with everyone courteously, but the return gift was always better than the one she received.
The young lady of a large family, does not understand what money is, but also did not have the idea of poverty and love of wealth. What she likes is a point of novelty, not seen the interesting things are particularly interested in, like straw woven grasshopper chickens, clay pinch funny little man, robin faded whole skin, or cricket in the general.
As long as she showed interest, we scrambled to give her what she wanted, and anyway, the children of the countryside to play, but also most of the homemade playthings, the local material about what is not rare. The people are just poor and bored, find their own fun, give her something back to find, and can get a more generous gift back from her, who would not want to ask her to please it?
The girl who is as beautiful as a flower is called Jia Rong'er. Her surname is known to everyone, but her name is known to few people, the young lady of a large family, the maiden name is not free to reveal to outsiders. If she didn't say it, naturally others wouldn't be able to find out anything even if they went through all the trouble, and they wouldn't dare to find out. She wants people to call her that, and they have to call her that.
I only like to read, and have few other things of interest, so there is nothing worthwhile to please a lady of a large family.
But I realize it was more than that. Jia Rong'er never gave her favorite things to others. When you give her your most beloved things, you never can get something of equal value there. The gold and silver of a rich family is devoid of affection, and the more expensive the gift, the less favored it is.
She has a white parakeet that can talk and recite poetry, who are envious to the eye, but Jia Rong'er just won't let anyone touch it a little. Three of her classmates, who are usually very naughty, finally couldn't help themselves and stole the noble bird for a walk.
When Jia Rong'er realized that her beloved bird was missing, her face was so gloomy that it was frosty, and two of her dudes immediately came to tell on her. I stared hard at those two behind me, and have not spoken to these two people since for the rest of my life.
The next day those three naughty boys were removed from the name of the school, within a few days, two families quietly moved away, I heard that it is to live a few hundred miles away, there is also a family was sued by the government owes not to pay the tax, the home of the man in charge of the pulled away to fill the Ding, in all likelihood, can not come back because of the Tartar outside of the Guanzhou in the past few years, the trouble is fierce. If it were not for the fear of being transferred to a foreign post, that old Mr. Jia would not have returned to his hometown. His 50th birthday is still a few years away, so how could he return to his hometown? This is the neighboring Zhen Laosan in my home drunkenly said confusing words.
The wife who lost her husband shed tears all night because she had no relatives, no place to turn to, and her body was too weak to take up farming, and her son found her hanging from a beam early the next day.
The naughty boy cried a good neighbor to help, rolled a straw mat will be mother hurriedly buried, a few days later, I heard people say he went with a beggar.
Just for a bird that can say a few words!
Even though the white parrot is exquisite and can memorize more Tang poems, can sing and dance, it is still a bird.
Who expects it to be able to support its owner and fulfill its filial duty?
Just for a bird!
From then on, he did not approach Jia Rong'er and stayed away from her.
Jia Rong'er is a smart girl and can see how I treat her, but she just doesn't understand why.
When she distributes gifts to other people, she always gives them to me, whether consciously or unconsciously.
But it wasn't like this before, she only gave her gifts to the people who had gifts back, so the guys went through a lot of trouble to find all kinds of novelty toys to wrestle her heart, but also for her more expensive gifts back.
I have never had anything worthy of Jia Rong'er's eyes, and never spent that effort, I only to please the teacher and that engraved book plate master.
The world is always money for people, not people for people.
But what you get for pure money is never more than what money can buy.
One of the best songs was sung by Mr. Huang: "I have ten thousand dollars, but I can't buy a sun that doesn't go down."
Jia Rong'er's gifts, I never refused to accept, always quietly put back in her desk to go, including her privately through the little girl forwarded to me the book of the Song version of the Four Books, that I never dare to hope.
The heavy, stretching paper and ink, circled with Zhuwen's notes, made me toss and turn all night long, unable to sleep.
But I have made up my mind from the beginning that I will not be subjected to the gift of Jia Rong'er.
That was the only time I didn't return something to Jia Rong'er on the same day.
The next day Jia Rong'er saw me, slightly to me now smug look, I also smiled back.
Into the study, they saw the Song version of the book on her desk, Jia Ronger slightly stunned, face swollen red, lovely snow-white teeth gently biting the lower lip. Three points of playfulness and seven points of delicacy, love to kill the cold-eyed peeping male students.
I can not help but for their own recklessness some regret surprised, I do not know what her reaction will be. I was a little surprised at my own recklessness, and wondered how she would react. I quietly watched her reaction from the corner of my eye, and my heart was restless.
Seems a little embarrassed, and seems a little angry, or annoyed? Unable to see the clues, thinking of the three naughty boys, I was anxious.
It should not fall into the hands of the police! But the government acts, and where there is reason to speak? I can't think of anything else that would make me feel better about myself.
Mr. called me several times in class, and then noticed that the iron face, I panicked even more.
Mr. talk about the pair, want me to demonstrate, fine to coarse, feather to hair, home to wild, bird to beast, brick to stone, after the first, death to life.
First a silence, and then I do not know who can not help, "Puff" a laugh out, and then turned into a laughter.
I was puzzled first, see everyone is laughing wildly, even more puzzled, suddenly saw Jia Rong'er laugh with a face of joyful tiki, the heart can not help but a loose, like lightning seems to save up what.
When I turned back, I saw Xiaoxue's smile for the first time.
She could not help but cover her mouth gourd in laughter, met my gaze, quietly pointed to Mr. Shi.
Mr. Stone, the rough-haired beast!
It turned out that the girl laughed was actually so charming.
When Snowy's eyes are smiling, they are curved into two crescent moons, and the black pupils of her eyes are filled with waves of light, like clear springs, and as gentle as flowing water.
Three points of witticism, three points of softness with three points of simplicity, a touch of style and **** do very moving.
That is the flavor of the girl!
The first time I saw the girl's smile, sitting far away from the window, outside the window of the peach blossom is blooming.
I was transferred to a seat in the back row, and from then on was never questioned by Mr..
Ja Ronger did not do anything to me either.
Strangely enough, since I sat in the back and was at the same table as Snowy, Jaronger stopped talking to Snowy.
Xiaoxue also did not talk to me at first, just quietly listen when I talk to the fellow students behind me, and occasionally quietly show a heartfelt smile.
The same window surnamed Li, is the daughter of the merchant family, the merchant is close to profit, son preference, never had any hope for their daughters, sent their daughters to the countryside to study in the school, purely in order to save money.
Li Fan, as his name suggests, is a plain and ordinary like to talk to the little girl, no one noticed.
It's been like this for nearly half a year, and I haven't said a word to Xiaoxue.
One day when I was talking to the table behind me, Snow said to Li Fan: "Hey! Here how to solve ah?" Ruoxi clear eye waves intentionally or unintentionally swept over my eyes. "How can Li Fan solve a problem like that?" It dawned on me that I was finally amused by the reserve of a daughter's family.
She wasn't asking Li Fan, she was asking me.
Li Fan frowned half a day, but Xiao Xue smiled and relaxed, her fellow students do not understand her intention, still open that missing some parts of the small brain, trying to find out the answer by themselves.
The end is still to ask me, I did not turn around, holding up the book in front of the face, the explanation of the details once again, oblique look at Xiaoxue.
She understood, and did not deliberately avoid, slightly tilted his head, intentionally or unintentionally swept my face. "Noi, do you understand?" I did not turn around, this sentence seems to be addressed to Li Fan, but also seems to be asking Xue, does she understand?
Li Fan "Oh", asked Snowy: "Do you understand?"
Xiaoxue gently smiled and turned to him.
From time to time, Mr. Shih has found fault with me, humiliating and embarrassing me.
From then on, I was tired of all the world's Mr., the problem of people in the good teacher, they are not high school, how can I expect him to teach his disciples have much excellence, especially the measure is so narrow.
In those shabby years, Xiaoxue is a bright spring light in my life.
After another half year, Li Fan got tired of being a sounding board for Snow and me, and gradually became too lazy to care about anything else.
So we began to talk, one sentence, two sentences ............ from raw to familiar, the progress of the speed of their own surprise.
What's so strange is that we have actually been sitting next to each other for a year.
And Xiaoxue talking is a very comfortable feeling, words do not need to point out, a mention of the Ming, many times, and even just from each other's eyes can realize what to say, is that ice and snow intelligent women ah!
The first letter Li Yishan "body without a colorful phoenix wings, the heart has a little bit of a rhinoceros" is not a false statement.
Snow is a subtle and gentle girl, who are very friendly, but always like a layer of what is separated in front of her, so I feel a kind of hazy strange.
Two months after the big illness, Xiaoxue came back to the time, relatively speechless, as the first meeting.
We have no words for each other, we don't know where to start, and we're back to the way we were before we had the megaphone.
But the transition from meeting to getting to know each other is still very fast.
We don't care what people say.
It's always the case that once you don't see each other for a while, you have nothing to say to each other, and when you see each other again, you feel strangely unfamiliar. Year after year, day after day, so repeated, strange, familiar; strange, familiar; strange, familiar ............ just in this time and again in the meeting, Xiaoxue deep into my heart.
I woke up every morning the first thing is to think: "again can see the little snow."
Three.
But I have a vague feeling that it is impossible, the reality is cruel.
I was so proud of myself that I was devastated by my failure, and my parents went to great lengths to get me through the joints and send me to a reading center.
But I'm not happy about it.
I can't see Snow again, I can't see Snow anymore!
A woman doesn't have to be a scholar to get a job, and Snow is still studying, but she's been transferred to a very prestigious girls' school.
The Husbandry is like a deep sea, from now on, Xiao Lang is a passer-by.
Those who can not express, necessary to lose, searching, not only at first!
The academy books, because the academy's professor Mr. Meng Xiangli is a very peculiar person.
Mr. Wen and military training, is a generation of great scholars.
It was said that he refused to enter the civil service, and did not seek fame and fortune in his life.
The good sword as obsessive, the article of the world's top, a lifetime of traveling all over the mountains and the sea.
Poor understanding of the Confucian Confucian outside, the study of strange arts, Taoist medical books, just like a fairy.
In the preliminary examination of the entrance, finally saw these students of the high-minded.
Some people shaved their heads and wore hats, wrote the answers all over the head, so that others copied and then come to copy others, can be said to be beneficial to themselves, both sides.
Some people in the jacket lining copied all over the four books, some people in the pants lapel head to write down the chapters of the Pentateuch.
The children of the rich and powerful were even more convenient, and could not care about money. There was a kind of silk book the size of the palm of the hand, which was a famous scribe's book with fly-sized regular script to record the key items of the scriptures, and was sold at an astonishing price.
People do not bother to inquire about the examination questions, because the teachers who supervise the examination have been bribed with silver, and it is just a matter of looking at the situation and copying the books after entering the examination room.
I feel funny sudden snot hard to endure, haha, I actually fell into this situation to come, as if miserable over the name of the mountain.
The hastily answered a few strokes, and then put down the roll to go out. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I'm not going to be able to do that.
From then on, buried in the Zen scriptures, wind, flowers, snow and moon, a crazy.
Snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow ............
Every time in the dead of night look at the stars of the day silently call.
Those unintentional leakage, can not be said, make me upside down intoxicated, difficult to forget the cut can not be ......
Those, those who are in love with the wind ah, those young and unprofessional when the madness.
I wept as I held ten thousand volumes of poetry and books, and I wept as I wore down my heart and soul, and I was still unable to understand it, and every time I read a lot of books, I misled people.
The night is dark and I am at a loss for words, I am searching for a way to find a way out, and I have been lighting candles all night long to find a way out.
The first time I stole a book, it was from the bookstore of the academy that I saw the "Sword and Sword" signed by Gongsun Daniang. ("Hunde" was a martial dance popularized in the Tang Dynasty that synthesized "Sword Vessel" and "Hunde" into a new dance. It was during the Kaiyuan and Dali years.) "In the past, there was a beautiful woman, Gongsun, who moved the four directions with her dance of Sword Vessel. The spectators were as dismayed as the colors of the mountains, and heaven and earth were lowered for a long time. (The fire was as if Yi had shot the nine suns, and the horses and dragons flew as if they were all emperors. The fire is like Yi shooting the nine suns falling, as if the group of emperor's horse dragon flying. Come as the thunder collects the anger, stop as the river and the sea condenses the clear light."
This is the poet Du Fu about Gongsun Daniang "sword" description, but also said that the grass saint Zhang Xu view Daniang "West River sword" will be in the heart, so the book is greatly improved.
At first, I was just curious, because I couldn't finish it for a while, so I brought it out by hand.
I like to draw since childhood, or on this aspect of things really good comprehension.
It's a good idea to have a good understanding of the subject, so I'll look at it in my spare time.
Half a year down the line, a sword recipe memorized, sleep often see Xiaoxue white shirt sword and dance.
Three points of weakness, three points of heroism, three points of carelessness and a few threads of lingering into the dance, the sword light will be like a river that rolls backward.
The old dream of the wind and the cloud is now in the arms of the people, and the old dream is now in the arms of the people.
In the dead of night, when you can't sleep, you go to the forest and fold a branch, and dance silently under the moonlight.
Finally, I could not help but save some money and buy a broken iron sword.
It was bought from a nameless little blacksmith, and it was said that the steel mouth was still very good, forged from Damascus steel.
The little blacksmith was a little reluctant to part with the sword, but was in a hurry for money, and happened to meet me, so he gave it to me.
The sword was unassuming, but I thought it was very nice, and not quite like the usual swords.
The body of the sword is light, excellent toughness, slightly bent and then popped open the sword, a gentle whistling clank low.
Such a sword, can not be used as a weapon, just fit the nature of the sword dance.
The body of the sword has a coiled and tangled pattern of dark and light, such as flowers in full bloom.
Dancing with the sword, dancing through the dusty years of longing, sleepless nights.
The night and the wind and the dust turn over the old dream of love, the wandering mind can not stop.
The first time I was separated from the snow, there was also an occasional letter from the geese.
The first time I saw this, I felt lonely and desperate, and I couldn't afford to give her a good life. "The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, and it was the first time I saw it in the middle of the night. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get a new one. The wax is half caged in gold and jade, and the musk is slightly embroidered with hibiscus. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
In the words of the curtain, through the heavy twilight knocking that heart, but I do not know when the key is lost.
I can't open it anymore, I can't open it anymore, I can't open it anymore, I can't open it anymore, I can't open it anymore, I can't open it anymore.
Eight years later, I saw Xiaoxue again, and she was already a woman.
It is often said that eighteen daughters a flower, that can not describe Xiaoxue in the unlikely.
The adult Xiaoxue's skin is slightly dark but moist as jade, not a trace of scar, like a rare jade.
The eyes of the people no longer green, less a few points of wisdom, but more points of charming and gentle flow and reserve.
That is like a young goose suddenly grew into a beautiful swan.
People with dark complexion are best suited to yellow, and when Xiaoxue wears a goose-yellow dress, she has an elegant and graceful demeanor.
Jia Rong'er's grandfather was amazed to see her. The first time I saw her, I was so happy to see her, and I was so happy to see her, and I was so happy to see her.
I know, I always knew, she is so beautiful, moving.
I had heard that in the distant Tibetan side, there is called the Himalayan peak of the sky, that is the meaning of the Sanskrit ice residence.
The mountain peaks are covered in snow all year round, and have not melted for millions of years.
At the top of the peak, there are magical flowers that can bring back youthfulness to gray hairs and youthfulness to pale faces.
Legend has it that a man waited for ten years on the mountain for his lover to come back to him, hoping to get the miraculous flower that would turn his gray hair black and make him youthful again.
Snow is already promised to someone else and will be married in two years.
I must not see her again in these two years, or I will destroy not only her, but myself as well.
So he went into the mountains with his hair on, in rags, with only a light sword to follow him, singing and dancing, traveling into the thick of the sky.
Four. Knowledge is also endless
"Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building Guitang East. The body has no colorful phoenix fly wings, the heart has the spiritual rhinoceros a little bit of communication. The next seat to send hook spring wine warm, divided Cao shot over the wax lamp red. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at the movie, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at the movie.
That half a year in the mountains, towards the green mountains to enjoy the mountain flowers, night to see the stars to listen to the wind. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Until one day to wake up, suddenly realize that the infatuation is still natural, it is difficult to break the word "love" in the red dust.
Even though there are a hundred kinds of deep love and a thousand kinds of crazy, but he can not help him less karma.
The world can be happy and hateful, but only fate. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
The life of a hundred years is as short as a moment, what can not afford to carry, and what must be put down?
Negative of how the whole world, a thing will not be able to how?
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
Why don't you just drink in the day and sing a song about being young and proud of the red dust?
One day in the middle of the hundred thousand mountains met Mr. Wuya. "I have a long way to go, and I know there is no end to it. With the end of the world with the end of the world, it is already! I'm not sure if I'm a good person, but I'm not a good person, and I'm not a good person! For the good no close to the name, for the evil no close to the punishment, the edge of the Governor as the scripture, can protect the body, can be all life, can raise relatives, can be the end of the year." ("Zhuangzi. The Inner Chapters. Nurturing the Lord of the third")
Mr. Meng Xiangli, a professor at the academy, once said that his most beloved two real people: "I don't know how many puppets in the world of mediocrity, and I've only seen two people with real temperament."
One is "the iron cast all the world's wrong, laughing at the red dust is non-right non-right", Mr. Yue Yue, a life of disdain for etiquette and law, to do all the wrong things, more than reputation, but Mr. Meng only reputation for its "light wind and clear sky, dashing out of the dust, the world's pain, not to dye the root of the right and wrong. "
The other is "Shen Da Zhi in the pedantry of the Lu, not to say that no one in the world know; all the magic into the ordinary, the four seas fishermen and woodcutters are him." Mr. Wu Ya, the body of the moral lonely heart, a lifetime of not seeking fame and fortune, forgetting to abandon the world of fishing and woodcutting between the mountains and the sea. Mr. Meng said, "Ordinary is not ordinary, the world all see through. The masses of people, generally like the gods."
These two real people and just out of a mediocre Mr. door.
The chicken nest out of the phoenix, the grass in the snake, Mr. Since then, do not dare to appoint themselves as a good teacher.
The students in the academy were in an uproar, confused and unknown. Private secretly said: "Mr. crazy, confused to this."
Such inexplicable words, even from the mouth of Professor Meng, no wonder he to less teaching.
The gentlemen in the academy must be afraid that he smashed everyone's rice bowl, I do not know how they negotiate with the professor, and then did not see him show up.
Or again fencing long song, parade the world to go.
When I saw Mr. Wuya, he was wearing a light coat and carrying firewood.
When I saw Mr. Wu Ya, I was walking in a light coat and carrying firewood, as if I were a millionaire with a beggar's bowl.
I am dancing sword, can not help but look stupid, actually a sword back to sweep back, almost cut off his nose.
Mr. Dale, laughed and said: "You this kid, the oldest old man is still this is not long, a good line of work do not use their brains to line the right way, but to learn the appearance of a woman, laugh at the death of the other people."
I was annoyed, surprised, contemplating, and confused.
The old woodcutter sang, "Heaven and earth, yin and yang, different paths, different hearts in general. The old woodcutter in fox fur sings: "Heaven and earth and yin and yang are different paths, the general appearance of different hearts. The old woodcutter in fox fur sang: "Heaven and earth and yin and yang are different paths, the general pattern is different heart.
I was alone in my meditation, dancing in the late night with the stars in the sky.
The fireflies are all over the night sky, and I can't tell if they are stars or fireflies.
The silent stars and the distant green mountains, silent relative to a thousand years to the present.
Little snow, little snow, little snow, little snow, and unexpectedly into my heart, the night is also deep.
Treading on the stars of the vertical and horizontal zigzagging line with the heart dance to go, so the sword dance dance as a picture.
It is a painting of snow.
Unconsciously stepping into the river of stars, the footsteps with the stars dance through the mountains.
Dancing through the mountains and rivers, dancing through the years, dancing through the dust, dancing through the prosperity, dancing out of the young and unprofessional when the madness.
I rolled and laughed, and sang a song.
The song is long, inexplicable, inexplicable.
The moon and the wind sprinkled all over the ground of the clear madness.
The dance of the clear shadow, how like on earth.
The fresh spring and pine wind in the ear is the impetuous madness that I will not change for the rest of my life.
In the edge of sleep and wakefulness alone dance.
The lightness of those jumping off the rhyme ah! The song is so long, it's hard to know what it's all about.
In a flash of realization, I realized that, yes, I am me, she is her.
Why do I have to learn Gongsun Damiang's sword dance, how can that be Gongsun Damiang's sword dance?
Gongsun Damiang's sword dance, and how can it be learned by others. "The soughing east wind and fine rain came, outside the hibiscus pond there is light thunder. The golden toad is burning incense in the lock, and the jade tiger is drawing silk to draw wells back. Jia's peep curtain Han puisne less, Mi Fei stay pillow Wei Wang only. The spring heart is not *** flowers compete for hair, an inch of acacia an inch gray."
Then the long song of the night, the sword dance all night, I do not know the end of the night, the day line rises in the east.
The next day, I woke up and realized that all the way to the highest peaks of the mountains, the sea of clouds under the feet of the strange illusion, the mist on the face of the maiden like a sentimental voice calling soft.
When a round of red sun in the sea of clouds spitting mist rose, the old man Ge clothes and shoes, Shi however came. When the old man came, he laughed and said, "The young man is very happy."
I smiled slightly and said: "A life well into the famous mountain tour, rivers, lakes and seas to drift. The world is not literate, ashamed of the scholar ten thousand vassals. Haha, the old gentleman interest is not reduced years."
Relative to a smile, all in the unspoken.
The old man and I sat on the sunrise red all over the thousands of mountains to the sunset twilight.
The mountains, the water, the flowers, the green leaves, the wind, the clouds, the rabbits, all in the eyes.
One day is like a hundred years, sit down and forget the green mountains.
I know the old man's heart, and I know he understands my heart.
Some people in the world can be understood without having to rely on words.
The white head is like a new head, and the cover is like a new head.
There are some people who can be understood without having to rely on words, and they are always separated by a layer of unbreakable words.
I am me, he is him.
The old man and I are two completely different people.
But I just know him, and he just understands me.
It's like two tracks that are parallel and never cross. "I am born with an end in sight, but I know no end in mind. The end of the world with the end of the world, the critical has been! Already and for those who know, it's just dangerous!"
The red dust is disturbed, right and wrong, camping, do not know the time of the twilight.
Many people spend their lives in solitude. The people as individuals have never been able to eliminate all kinds of barriers between each other, even as close as parents and brothers, not to mention husband and wife friends, the soul of the inner is always a kind of loneliness.
Our unique individual existence is destined to be unable to recognize the meaning of life and existence from a holistic perspective.
For human beings, life is always lonely.
A thousand hands are easy to make, but a friend is hard to find.
V. The mountain
After six months in the mountain, he left the mountain with his hair on.
After washing all the dust and dirt, he went to the Tibetan side of the road with a light load.
At this point, there is no longer any attachment to Snow.
No longer for her heart, no longer for her crazy moonlit night.
From now on, this long road, I will go alone.
But I will never forget the little snow, which is the most beautiful dream when I was young.
This is not all for the sake of Snow.
In a sense, it can also be said to be reliving the youthful youthfulness of the wild waves.
What I'm looking for is not only the fantastic flowers, but also my ten years of disorganized and broken years.
The bank of the Yellow River again saw Jia Ronger.
Still beautiful and proud, but more refreshing and reserved, showing four or five points of tenderness.
Relatively speechless, suddenly recalled the youth of all kinds of, a smile between the heart knot all solve, such as old friends reunion.
The boatman at the ferry sang a song: "You know: the world of the Yellow River dozens of bays? The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The boat is not a boat, it is a boat. How many boatmen are there to pull the boat?"
In a flash, the wind and clouds rolled, and all kinds of past events flashed in front of the eyes of the wind and lightning, as clear as yesterday.
The chorus of the boatmen's song broke the mood of the past: "99 bays of the Yellow River in the world, 99 boats in 99 bays, 99 poles on 99 boats, 99 boatmen to pull the boat."
The boatmen's song was a great success.
The young man who traveled with Jia Rong'er was called Wei Xu Zhen, with brocade clothes, arrogant and unassuming, holding a sword in his hand.
Sharkskin sheath gold swallow mouth, depicting dragons and phoenixes, the sword is four feet long.
Four-foot long sword, not the usual martial arts people can swing at will.
That kind of flashy scabbard, also not the original color of the people who have strayed into the jungle.
The world's martial arts and literati have the same problem, that is, pretentious, who all think they are the best. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The other side of the coin is that the other side is playing tricks, but the other side is the real work."
Wei Xu Zhen with a few curiosity a few disdain to ask me: "I do not know your teacher under which door?"
I laughed: "My sword is the workshop to do the sword dance, the ordinary sword which is so light."
Wei Xu Zhen no longer answer, Jia Ronger laughed: "You are still the same."
I smiled but did not answer, raised his eyes and looked, muddy river rolling east, the boatmen's horn loud and clear across the river, accompanied by the sound of the water drifting into the distance, at the end of the sky there is a touch of sailing shadow swaying hidden now between the waves.
I don't know where Jia Rong'er is going, I don't ask, and she doesn't mention it.
Along the way peer nearly half a month, I was even Yueyang city street scoundrels repair a meal. The scoundrel hit me for a very simple reason, he said I refused to look at him, is to underestimate him.
Did not fight back, just quietly holding his head. I am owed a beating, so many years, but did not dare to indicate a word to Xiaoxue.
Born with a seven-foot body, the man from the cross. Like me, this kind of people, what kind of face to look down on others.
It seems that a long time ago, I was looking forward to this beating. But in front of Jia Ronger, there is still some shame.
I know that the scoundrel was instructed by Wei Xu Zhen, they do not know that I have seen them together.
Wei Xu Zhen is indignant that Jia Ronger has the slightest benefit to me. The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good look at it, and I was able to get a good look at it, and I was able to get a good look at it.
When I was beaten, Jia Ronger quietly avoided, no unnecessary words and eyes.
At that time, my heart suddenly surged with inexplicable feelings and realization. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was so happy to see that I was able to get to know you.
I realized that she was a young girl, and she was a young woman, and she was a young woman.