Where are you not meeting?

One leaf of duckweed goes to the sea, where life does not meet.

——Wu Chengen

One

Looking back at the vast and lost sky of Saibei, I thought about the confident rhetoric of that year. Nowadays, the road is full of people. Only those who understand the desert are more daring, re-temperament, and afraid of loneliness and loneliness.

Yes, the road, the people are stunned, the people are lonely.

It was the early spring, the fifth was cold, and there were some thin morning mists everywhere. The lychee on the approaching trees was crystal clear and it looked warm. Just for me, it's a bit cold.

No, it’s no wonder that I’ve been naked since I was young, and I’m sick sometimes. Even worse in winter, most of the time is in the long sleeves of the nose and mouth coughing and breathing. Even if it is not serious enough to be bedridden, riding a hunting thing is absolutely impossible. After all, my weak body can't afford it. So I always look at my healthy brothers and sisters with envious eyes, sometimes they are speechless. But they treat me very well, always telling me that I want to grow up quickly. In adulthood, the family will agree to go out and travel, which is much better than these cowards.

At that time, no one knew that the little child had hope in his heart. Or, they just endure the little guy’s squeaky, and dare to mention this away from home.

It was only that day that the mother’s mind changed. Is she soft, maybe she finally understands the mood of this little child. Or was it that I was cheated at that time? Do not. Or, is it that the son who has been raised by me for more than ten years is not angry? No, the mother has always been tolerant and tolerant, even if there is no feminine beauty of the Central Plains woman, but she must love her children. In short, no matter what the reason, she promised me. Only that day, her face was full of embarrassment. Several brothers packed up the dry food and handed it to me. The big sister took a good horse. There were some tears in the throat, but I didn’t say a word to me. I just handed the reins to me silently. Later, I remember that my mother stopped me, let me go to my father's grave to worship, and then whispered me, told me to go all the way to the northwest, you can go out to the sun, then there will be people. I heard her finish, and the tears should be a few times.

So I turned to the west without hesitation. I didn't dare to look back. I was afraid to hear them crying out of my back, so I didn't dare to swear.

Riding a horse, stepping through the rolling yellow sand, turning over countless hills, and transnational basins, crossing the winding path. All the way is hard, all the way long, all the way to the dust, all the way is lonely. Heavy footsteps. Sometimes, I suspect that I will not collapse when I can't hear people or hear people. Sometimes, I asked myself why I was going to collapse. I always couldn’t answer why. After many years I learned that it was because the depth of the soul was lonely.

I can't help but be a little funny. A little child who has been in the arms of his relatives since childhood, knows today that even the emperor's hero can't help but be lonely.

Imagine that this little child has been hiding in everything that others have laid for him for more than a decade. Under the wings of others, it is naturally impossible to understand the deep emotions for him. But once it is leaked out of this warm protection circle, you can only fight hard by your own strength. You can only lick the painful wounds of the wolf in the darkness that others can't see.

So, I was scared, but turned and was immediately awakened by the mother's blessings, interrupting this painful delusion, all the painful emotions. At this time, I was alone, making things that I had never done before. For the first time, I flew over the mountains, leaving the horses as if they were unhappy and snoring in the same place. How can I take care of it at this time? Actually, I was unable to raise my hand. I could only make it look at it. If you can understand it. This horse is absolutely true. It is galloping under the blue sky, like rolling up a dusty sand, exuding the vitality of a young person. I can't help but envy.

I gasped, and I didn't have to look at it to know that I must be red-faced and my throat dried up. Rubbed the forehead and soaked the back of the hand. It can be seen that my reckless behavior has brought a lot of burden to the body. But I am very happy, never had it. I am only a teenager, I have never lived like today, and I am full of vigor and vitality.

I can't afford to toss, I called the horse and ride on its back. After I gradually breathed, I looked up and enjoyed the surrounding scenery, only to know that there was smoke in front. I am happy to bend my mouth, forcing the dryness of my throat, dispelling the impulse to take water from the parcel, and I plan to ride the horse to the air.

The man is not very beautiful, the horse is not a superior one, but they are very beautiful.

The horse does not disgrace the mission. After a few turns, I can see the three big characters in front of me - "Dangyang City."

Going closer, I can't help but smile. I am coming down from the horse. I have never seen so many people. Even if the family meets, it is not as good as the sound of screaming, selling art, bargaining, or even the laughter of children. - A good place to prosper!

I went back to God and walked to the inn that was close to me. I was a little absent-minded, until the store whispered softly asking me if I wanted to hit the tip or stay in the store, whether it was tea or water, I just came back. Looking at this inn, it seems a little cold and clear, the inn, said to her slightly, all. The little two smiled, smiled, and then promised.

The kid asked me what wine I want, I said, my daughter is red. I only remember this name, just because it was my first time drinking, of course, it was just a shallow sip, and it was the uncle of the three uncles. Of course, the family did not let me drink too much, meaning it. Looking back now, I feel a bit bitter. That's a formal one today. I ordered two or three beef, which should be enough to drink. Just be open.

I tasted my daughter's red, and the chopsticks came to my mouth. I suddenly shouted: "Don't eat, it's poisonous. The voice is very weak. I am lucky, and my ears are hard to hear."

I was so scared that I dropped my chopsticks and my hands trembled. However, my last thought was that I should listen to the accent and stop me from eating. I can't think so much. But the head is getting dizzy, getting dizzy, until I lose consciousness...

two

No dreams overnight.

Anyone will remember the feeling of being away from home for the first time and drifting away. Have the confusion of a wanderer. Yes, I can't say that I am spoiled, but it is definitely a 17-year-old boy who is stable and stable, regardless of foreign affairs and immersed in his own world. How can he suffer from the mountains and the mountains, the horseback bumps, and the long roads?

I know that this is not an excuse for me to escape from reality. What is the love and the remorse? It’s just that this road is too hard. I also remember that drinking yesterday was the first attempt in my life. I only hope that nothing will matter, not drunk or return. It was a little extravagant hope for a frivolous boy, but the ear was full of the "poisonous, don't drink..." block, and then he fell down involuntarily.

Say I don't care where I am now, that's fake. What I want to know more is: Is this the wish, the heart is so sinister? I first came here, and I was not close to anyone. I only have some clothes and dry food in my parcel. The most valuable thing is just a few pieces of broken silver. However, if I want to rob money, then I am fascinated again. Why? They can kill me... all kinds of conjectures are not true. Perhaps this is a misunderstanding, I think it is wrong.

Turning over and over, you can't sleep.

I didn't blink, the warm sunshine has awakened my consciousness.

- This is not a good thing. Now I am sore and stiff, and I am obviously being tossed. It’s as hard as a cold iron, it’s the ground that I haven’t been lying for a long time. The fingers trembled lightly, and the things they touched were slender and long, and they were easily broken and clustered. This should be thatched. Could it be that I am in the wilderness? After the robbers robbed me of my wealth, I abandoned it here? Well, it is possible. I endured the glare of the sun, and opened my eyes to know that this is by no means a wilderness.

"As you can see, this is a cell." The sound is cold, I can tell, this is the man who told me not to drink yesterday.

The words he spit out were too cruel to me. There was a mess in front of me, and as I twirled overnight, the thatched grass was everywhere. There are no tables, no chairs, no small wooden beds, and in the winter we can only rely on this cluster of thatch to keep out the cold. I am ashamed, my hands clasped the locked door, how can I pull it apart, I shake it slyly, I can't wait to tear the door apart, but I can't do it. I squatted and squatted down on the side of the door. The hand has no strength, only ringing his knees and lowering his head. I don’t see anything in my eyes, and my fingers touch the ground unconsciously. I want to growl, what crime did I commit? I want to persecute myself, telling myself painfully that human nature is good and will never frame a person who has no complaints for no reason. But at this time, I am a little confused.

I heard that person said that I was tired of him. He said that I don't have to blame myself. I am not wrong. The fault is him.

I looked at him with amazement. In the cell next door, we only separated a few thin wooden bars. I saw the scars on the face of the man, the meat that had rotted, and the face was very embarrassing. If it is not in the day, I am afraid I will be scared. Even now, I am a little scared to take a few steps back, the back is already wet, I want to come to the clothes are sweaty. However, it is more joy to change my mind. The view that I have adhered to the "human nature of goodness" for more than ten years has been confirmed. Even if I am in jail, even if there is such a monster to accompany me, what is the point?

When I figured it out, I saw the look of the man, and it was overcast. Not good, it must be angry. He must have regarded me as a small person who has no knowledge, and can't accommodate the selfishness of people's shortcomings. But it is really just a sharp look of hiss that can scare me away, or can't breathe for a long time. I have some self-blame.

I stared at the man, saw him close his eyes, then slammed open, and then listened to him with a low voice and said to me: "You come over."

I am helpless, I don't know what to do. Is it true? No, you can't be discouraged because of his remarks. But... the human heart is good, he should be a good person, or else he will not explain it to me. He sees my hesitation, what should I do? I decided to stand there and dare not move. I think this should be the most painful choice in life.

The man was not annoyed. Instead, he changed his gloomy face and became more cheerful. - Could it be that he knows how to change his face? No, don't want this boring thing. I saw that his mouth was slightly raised, and he laughed and said: "Is it that you are afraid of me?"

This is in the ear, I really want to find a seam to drill in. I can't think of the slightest hesitation, and muttered "Who is afraid of you" and the big step of the brain has passed.

When I approached, I saw that he was very smiling and knew that he was fooled. I am so stupid, I can't help but say that I am "I am afraid of you...". I was just a thick scorpion, but I did not expect that person really gave me a sharp look. The sound was soft, the knot was knotted, and I thought that I was really useless. It was not convincing to say these words. I swallowed and glared at him. The talent is really kind and can’t help but laugh again.

I suddenly felt that he had an affinity, and the closer he felt, the more his eyes were deep and he wanted to suck people in. I thought about it in my mind, but I didn't prevent my left hand from being caught by him. I was so flustered that I just wanted to break free, but I couldn't get away with it. I was somewhat frustrated.

I am ready to give up the struggle, and I will be ready, but he is really a wicked person. My life has not started yet. How can this be good? Looked in a panic, listen to him, "Don't move, this is for you." There is a gentle touch on the hand.

He let go of his hand, I lowered my head and carefully looked at the things in my hand. I can see clearly, the stone work fine jade, the whole body is white and clear, the front and back are engraved with the pattern I can't understand, but through the sunlight I can see the outline of his face. Well, this thing is very good looking. The value is definitely not cheap. How can I collect such a valuable thing? I want to return it to his hand, but listen to him and say: "When I am tired of accepting the sins of this sin that you should not accept, you must accept it." See the person with a firm tone, okay, how to find it Next, or else what should I do?

I will see him again. If he has nothing to do, he has a few thatch in his mouth, and his eyes are hypocritical in the sun, a leisurely look. Suddenly, I didn’t say anything, but I just wanted to use his eyes to make him linger...

three

I have nothing to do in the past, but I am happy and relaxed. You can bathe in the warm sunshine in the morning, and sometimes you can talk to that person. He said that the wine of the Central Plains is so sweet that I want to be disturbed by him for the first time, so I can't blame him. He also said how gentle and gentle the women in the Central Plains, and I remembered my mother's face all over the twilight. I told him that I have seen how the man of the desert is so bold, he is famous, like you? I glanced at him and said that the grassland has a variety of festival customs. He dismissed it and said that there is something fun about it, and then said that it is not as good as the traditional things of the Central Plains. I finally said that the dance of the grassland is so beautiful, but he replied that the beauty is better than the body of the singer of the Central Plains. I think this person is really narcissistic. Or there is a strong generation gap between us. After all, we come from different clan, even if it makes sense in language.

We still have a lot of fun, from the north to the north, up to the heavens and the royalties, down to the people, as long as speculation, let go of the happy speech. This kind of happy talking and laughing is sometimes noisy by several prisoners who are outside.

He asked me what I was calling. I glanced at him and found that this person was not generally dull and could not see his expression. I still told him, I said, my surname is Wulan, the single name is a Western character. I blew my name, I think of the Ulan family, the Su He family in the neighborhood...

"Well, your name is not too strange."

What strange is not strange? The man said that he had met people outside the squad, what was called the department, and the name was also varied. It was very strange. Oh, I understand.

He added: "My name is Lin Ming, I want to take care of you. You can call me 'Linda Big Brother' or '逍哥哥'..."

As soon as I heard it, it was enough. Look at him with a very patient smile, I shouted: "You splashed the skin, dare to play your Ulan brother as a girl, see me not you... don't run..."

"If you don't run, you will die." He ran to the place where I couldn't reach it. I can't catch it through the door, I am discouraged. Just in the end, I ran full of sweat and watched him immersing in the sun and tickle.

I stopped and leaned against the wall to breathe. He glanced at me and asked if I was tired. I don't say, maybe he is blind and can't see it?

I have some itch in my heart and want to ask him what he always wanted to ask - how did he drag me here? So I asked him, "What are you doing?"

He looked the same, still lazy and opened his mouth and replied: "The robbery."

"What?..." I thought, if I had tea, I would definitely spray it on his face. I know... he is not a good person. However, this affirmative tone... I see that this kind of thing can be said so straightforwardly under this day, only Lin Biao. Should he say that he is honest or honest? I am smiling. However, these days he talked and laughed with him, and he only felt that he was a bit stunned, and his heart was not a bad person. If he is a robber, why is it so easy for me to accept a lot of jade? I don't understand, I don't understand, I want to ask him, are you being jealous?

If you haven't said anything yet, just listen to him. "Do you really believe it?"

I am really convinced, um, of course. Therefore, I have no intention to spit out the "letter" that is not low in weight. I have not read it wrong. The person has a smile in his eyes.

"Okay, you lied to me."

"Where?" He paused: "I am robbing, don't lie to you, just..."

Deliberately sell off. "What is it?" I can only ask. See you...

What is he doing? I saw him stretch his right hand to the right ear, so he wanted to touch something, and then he pulled it out and uncovered it. Look at his semi-smooth and smooth skin, it looks very awkward, I swallowed, a little tremble, but still know, he is easy to accommodate. He stopped his movements again, didn't open it, but pulled them back. I am speechless and ready to see his true colors.

He closed the mask of the human skin, and I couldn’t see that he was easy, and I licked my waste again.

Daddy, he said in a deep voice: "Someone is coming, with this jade, I will come to save you." His voice made me feel a sense of urgency. What is it? I want to ask him, how is someone coming? But he turned to the wall with a blink of an eye. I called "Lin Biao" several times. He was like a dead man.

I am in a hurry and my brows are wrinkled. But at this time, I heard the footsteps, and sure enough someone came.

who can that be? Hijacking? Forget it, don't think about it. I am a foreigner, unfamiliar with life, and not with others. Lin Biao's friend? No, he is a robbery. If someone kills him, he can kill his tone, so it is too late for others to kill him. So, is it like being locked in like me? No, I was unaware at that time, and if there was consciousness, it wasn’t too much trouble to live in this dirty cell. Official difference, maybe.

I don't know why the person is coming, I am also smart, and I am going to die with that person.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and I faintly hear someone talking. What I said is not clear, but I am now closing my eyes and calling the sleeping insects. It’s a dream.

four

This sleep is extremely unsmooth.

I only remember that when I fell asleep, I heard the voices faintly, and the voice was very small. I still had a noise. Then I jumped asleep impatiently, and... still under the eyes of unidentified people. This is a very bad thing. One of the inexplicable people has a very sharp voice. He shouts "The man is alive..." "The man is alive..." I am afraid that it is me, ah, I am sleepy. . No longer, ignore all the noise around, and sleep peacefully. However, it is not enough. After a short time, I was light, and was lifted up, and then... then a pot of cold water was poured over my head... The hardship of my life and the fate of Zhou Gong. I am annoyed. Oh, look again, I guessed it. Moreover, if the person is not good, the method of pretending to die is correct, but why should I turn over and sleep at that critical moment? Ok, it’s too sleepy. No matter how good it is, it looks like this. As it turns out, dissatisfaction is not a good end.

I don't want anything else, my head is very painful, I can only hang low, but my eyes are no longer close together. Of course, who is awakened and who wants to sleep? I can feel that my hands and feet can't move. It is estimated that the group of officials has tied my hands and feet. Yes, keep your hands open and keep your legs closed. I lifted my faint head and saw a few people around my hands. I was afraid that I had escaped. In fact, I could not escape. I am a young man who is unarmed, weak, and ignorant of martial arts. How to get rid of the rope and stunned a group of people around to escape? Full room torture, I am a lot of people I don't know, watching the battle. But I know, I will never give in - the man gave me jade, and I will bear the crime. I think. I slowly closed my eyes and waited for the storm.

Someone is holding a whip and waiting for the order of the superior. Someone solved my clothes, I am afraid it is to make it more painful. There are still people who prepare torture tools and then laugh at them. Ah. How can I make so many people serve me? I want to smile, but I find myself laughing even with a smile...

But at this time, the sound of "咣" called me back and upset my emotions. Which jade was lost. I am fortunate that it was not broken, just naughty from my clothes. I didn't pay attention to someone's surprise, just saw someone biting my ear in front of me. It's nothing, I think it's fine if I don't want to be jealous, Lin Biao won't blame me... The tiredness of the sky is coming, I am sleeping again. It is.

This feeling is very sleepy and very fragrant.

When I woke up, I found that the body was very soft and it was a long mat of smooth cloth. A few gauze, a jade pillow, a warm bed.

What is this going on? Is the scene of the interrogation a dream? Well, there are no scars in my body, and there is no discomfort, but I still remember the fact that I was carried to the arm. I can't sit still, I want to get up. So I opened the quilt... but I didn't see the clothes... This is how I am good.

There was a loud noise outside the door. I frown, even if I don't sleep, I am still quiet. About half a cup of tea, someone knocked on the door, the man did not make a sound, afraid that it was a noisy me, and I heard the promise of "come in."

The man came in, and there were two people behind him who took the door for him and then went out. It can be seen that his body is not so swollen and blessed, but he can still see it. The oily face is obviously a civil servant. At an age, there are about forty. Look at it. Ok? No, how can I look at people? Knowing that it can't be seen, like Lin Biao, how can I forget? Thinking about it, the man spoke openly, "The son is forgiven... the son is forgiven...".

What happened to this person? Silly? He said "forgiveness"? What? A misty water. I still asked him with a cry of grievances: "What crimes do you have?"

The man slammed down first. I want him to get up, but he doesn't stop, then he says, "The son doesn't know, and... and listens to the bureaucrat." Funny, his voice trembled. This is the case. The thieves in the Diaocheng City are very embarrassed. They combine to recognize a person named Lin Biao as the leader. Burning and looting, no evil. However, the government did not have enough strength to compete with it. The people in the Diaocheng City endured and did not say anything. Only later, there were peasants who combined to rebel against the government. The government was incompetent. There was really no way to punish the thieves. However, the government faced the thieves and angry people, so they came up with a way of not counting the way. They placed the biggest inn in Yangcheng City into the eyeliner of the government. If the people did not enter, they would wait for the thieves to vote for the net, and then squat. In the middle of catching. Only the thieves caught it, and only caught Lin Biao, but also caught innocent me. This official is...and it’s too watery...

It was a big joke, then a big misunderstanding, and it was met by my unlucky one.

But how can it be so smart?

Well, full of doubts. I asked the person in front of me: "What about my jade?"

The man immediately ordered the little sister to send it. I looked at the jade that was still clear, let the people in front of me get up, and then asked him: "What secret does this jade have, do you know?"

He was shocked, and the whispered mutter "Do you not know?", and then told me: "This is the jade that is given to the Prince of Angola today, for the meaning of longevity, hence the name Changshouyu."

... The name is very vulgar... But, Lin Biao, he is a thief, how come out a longevity jade? Still, who is Lin Biao? What is his relationship with Prince Ann? Did he lie to me?

My head started to hurt again.

Fives

After staying in the government for a few days, I went back to the inn. When I left, the person with the oily face was eager to stay, I wanted to sneer, if it wasn’t for this jade, he wouldn’t have time to kill me.

I have to go back to the inn. I don't know where Lin Biao is, but he is definitely not in the cell. Because the man wearing the official gown said that Lin Biao ran away. So, where are the people, where do I go to find?

I want to go to him and ask him the doubts in my heart. Even if he lie to me, even if it will be very painful at that moment, I have to ask, because I insist on "the heart is good". Oh, no. If this is a farce he arranged, it is not black, then why do I feel that he is not good? ... He cheated on the belief that I have been holding on for more than a decade. No, I don’t insist that I decide, because of other people’s minds, he has to decide... It’s gone, the characters are still missing, and things are not yet fixed. What do I want to guess?

I sometimes think, maybe this life has a fate.

Not a dramatic scene, he said, he deliberately waited for me at the inn. I don't ask him how to escape, because he is a thief, he has martial arts.

I saw him far from the corner of the inn. Beside him, there was a jar of alcohol, and then he was filled with cans and sent to his mouth. I was a little bit sad. I ran to his side, looked at him, his face was blushing, his eyes were sharp, and he was obviously not drunk. Looking at his wine, it is the daughter red...

Daughter red, daughter red, the origin is the daughter red. I have mixed feelings in my heart, I said, I will accompany him to drink. Yang Tian, ​​drinking poorly, the first bite of the stomach feels that the throat has been burned. Oh, what about that? I will be willful in my life, and I will drink it today. I picked up the can, ignoring the throat and drinking a cup.

For a long time, Lin Biao stopped drinking and glanced at me. He said, "If you have anything to ask, just ask."

He will tell me one by one.

"Are you Lin Biao?"

"Yes."

"What is your relationship with Prince Ann?"

"One year ago, I saved his life."

"Is Jade a gift from him?"

"Yes."

"You... why should you give me jade?"

"I have martial arts and can run. You don't. You are innocent, you have to go out, and jade is the best way to go out."

"This... is this a farce you set up?" Tell me, yes or no, let me live clearly, let me die to understand...

However, it has not been a long time.

I looked at him with a cup of water, didn't answer, and my heart was tighter than a moment. Answer me... answer me... don’t let me not know...

"answer me."

"Ha ha ha." What happened? What's up with him? He stopped drinking, looked up at me, didn't let go of the expression on my face, and said, "Your thoughts are really rich."

"Is it right?"

"No." The sound was calm and waveless.

That's good.

It turned out that Lin Xiao was just the head of a robbery... it was so mysterious...

"I know." Pack up. "Don't go over this." I have to go to the sun and travel to other places farther away.

"it is good."

What are we?

Count friends, and be friends with troubles.

It was met with Pingshui.

He smiled and asked, will he meet again?

I smiled and said, where do you not meet?

For many years, I often told my wife about this past.

I told my son that people are like a little duckweed in the sea, a little bit, a humble duckweed. But in the sea, don't be afraid of loneliness. With pure and kind heart, hope for the future, and meet people who meet you, this is neither lonely nor lonely.

But my son asked me inexplicably: "Hey, "What is duckweed? ”

I touched his head and smiled softly: "Duckweed, that is..."

--Finish

Seventy-one middle school third day: night half