Volume Four Chapter 1357 The opposite side is the other side
The boat-plating man is at the end of the world.!
That day was the sky reflected under the Wangchuan River. There was an endless river at that end. I didn’t know where it was flowing in the rushing sound, turning into an endless end...
After taking a sip of Wangchuan water, you may be able to forget the past. Su Ming was just like this at this moment, crossing the boat and rowing the oars. The splashes of water scattered scattered, and a drop fell into his lips, which was bitter.
It was still the bank of the Wangchuan River, and it was still the wooden house that seemed to have no longer decayed over the years. Under the eaves, Su Ming sat there silently, looking at the sky, looking at the world, watching the rise and fall of all living beings, and looking at the next one.
Maybe someone will come on a rainy night.
One summer, the rain brought a ray of coolness in the heat. One night, another person finally came outside the wooden house.
It was a big man, a man wearing a robe, burly and with a dignified appearance. The man stood silently beside the wooden house, silently looking at the river, with a hint of depression in his expression.
"Boatman." He said softly.
Su Ming sat under the wooden house, raised his head, and his face blended into the darkness. When he looked at the big man, he smiled. After crossing Canglan, senior brother came.
"This river is called Wangchuan." The big man looked at the river and spoke softly.
"Yes."
"Is the other side the other side?"
"I have no idea."
"I'm waiting for someone." When the big man turned his head and looked at Su Ming, the moonlight fell on his face, with deep reluctance and an indescribable sadness in his eyes.
Su Ming smiled, stood up and walked to the stern of the boat. He turned back and looked at the big man calmly. The big man was silent for a while and then laughed. The laughter became louder and louder. He smiled and laughed, tears seemed to be left, and he took a step forward.
He stepped into the bow of the boat and sat down cross-legged.
On the night when the lone boat was sailing forward in the Forgotten River, the rainwater fell into the river and made a continuous sound. It fell into the boat and struck the wood of the boat as if it was telling the story of the past and the next life.
The disciple brothers in the previous life were on the same boat in this life. Su Ming looked into the distance, the smile on his face gradually turned into a sigh in his heart, until he reached the other side, until the big man stood up in silence and stepped out.
bow.
"The person I'm waiting for is my junior brother. Please tell me, boatman, if you see him... he... must come!" The big man didn't look back and walked away into the distance with long strides.
Su Ming looked at the figure of the big man for a long time and nodded gently.
"I will." He turned around, returned to the place where he should be waiting on the lonely boat, and continued to wait for the next person.
The rainy nights of this season seem to be leaving a little slower. Even after a few months, it has been raining for a long time. No matter it is day or night, it seems that someone is shedding tears in the sky. The tears fall to the world and become rain.
Especially at night, when the wind blows, raindrops fall on different places on the earth, either on the soil, on leaves, on boats and wood, on the river, or on the eaves where Su Ming is, and these different sounds come at the same time.
It forms a kind of natural sound that will be easily ignored if you don’t listen carefully.
Su Ming sat under the eaves, blending into the darkness, listening to the rain, calming his heart, looking into the distance, silently spending the cold rainy day, until deep in the middle of the night, a candle was lit and placed under the eaves by Su Ming.
The cover was carefully placed so that the blowing wind could not extinguish it, making the lamp the only light in the dark night, so that people who came at night would not miss this place or lose their way.
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Looking at the candlelight, Su Ming did not think about his past, his own cultivation, or the coming of the catastrophe and the Three Wastes. The only thing he cared about was that in these two decades, he would
Be a ferryman who carries friends and loved ones to the other side.
I don't know when, a raincoat covered Su Ming's heart, and a bamboo hat covered his soul. He lowered his head, under the bamboo hat, stared at the candlelight in the lampshade, and saw the world inside the candlelight.
, saw the joys and sorrows of the people he was familiar with in that world.
Until one night before dawn, a ghost came next to him.
A ghost whose whole body was hidden in the darkness stood opposite Su Ming, looking at the candlelight in the lampshade. He looked at the candlelight with unspeakable complexity in his eyes, and gradually raised his head and looked towards
Su Ming.
"You've hid it from others, but you can't hide it from me... Since this is your decision, I just hope... that one day I can see my little junior brother there.
You are a boatman in this life, come on, take me across the river." The ghost smiled, but the smile was very bitter and astringent.
Su Ming raised his head, looked at the ghost in front of him, looked at his second senior brother, stood up silently, and paddled silently until he reached the other shore.
"I don't have ship money." Gui, standing on the bow of the ship, spoke slowly.
"I have given you the past life." Su Ming shook his head and looked at his second senior brother. After hearing his words, the second senior brother seemed to smile. This was the reluctance in that smile. When Yu Hui turned around, the two of them were separated.
The River of Forgetfulness is still clear even when separated by a lone boat.
"This is not your responsibility."
"This is my original intention."
The boat is gone, the river is forgotten, the past life is separated from the present, the past and the present are separated, maybe it is difficult to see each other forever... I can't tell whether he is sending him away, or he is sending him away...
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Who is this him? Su Ming understands, the second senior brother understands, maybe outsiders
After crossing Canglan, sending away his senior brother, and watching his second senior brother go away, Su Ming once again returned to the place that had belonged to him for the past two decades, beside the wooden house that had no longer decayed over the years.
, it’s just that...the wooden house can be indestructible, but Su Ming’s face is no longer young, but middle-aged.
He is middle-aged, with stubble on his face, and his whole person has a touch of vicissitudes, but most of his face is covered under a bamboo hat. The sun cannot shine, and his eyes cannot be seen clearly. Perhaps the only thing in front of him is
Only with the candlelight can we clearly see this sighing face.
The rainy day seemed to be coming to an end. In this another rainy night, Su Ming looked at the candlelight, turned his head, and saw a small white flower blooming next to the wooden house. He didn't know what year or month it was.
The flower is very beautiful, but it is rustling in the rain, as if trembling, but it still blooms persistently. It is a day flower.
Xuan in the rain is beautiful but strong, like a woman.
It blooms quietly, without strong fragrance or graceful splendor. It is very simple and ordinary. But on this rainy night, in Su Ming's eyes, it is the only one.
Looking at the day flowers in the rain, Su Ming walked over and took out a paper umbrella in his hand to cover the white day flowers. The umbrella was not big, but it could cover all the wind and rain.
It was as if the little white flower felt the warmth given to it. The way the flower bloomed was like a woman in Su Ming's mind smiling at him.
That smile was beautiful. As he looked at it, Su Ming also had a smile on his face. He just looked at the flower silently, as if he could look at it for a lifetime.
The rainy season has finally passed. In the season of autumn wind, Su Ming put this small white flower in a flowerpot and placed it in front of himself. He used his body temperature to care for it and it became his companion as he watched the autumn wind.
From a distance, it seems that there is a woman sitting next to Su Ming, side by side with Su Ming, watching the sunrise together, waiting for the sunset together, looking at the bright moon together, and counting the stars together.
The leaves scattered in the wind fell, and one of them fell in front of Su Ming, and fell into the palm of his raised hand. The leaves were full of autumn colors, and the clear veins seemed to hide someone's life, allowing people to count them.
Count the traces of this vein.
The most beautiful thing about autumn is not the autumn leaves dancing in the wind, but the setting sun, with its red color slowly setting in the sky. The afterglow falls on the earth, gradually stretching Su Ming's shadow longer and longer. But if you look carefully
When I looked at it, I found that the longer and longer shadow was slowly fading. After sunset, the shadow would disappear. You couldn't tell whether it merged into the earth or into the night, just like
I can't tell when the years will end, and I can't tell whether I and them... in that distant world will really see each other one day.
Such is the sadness of autumn. Looking at the autumn leaves in the palm of his hand, Su Ming's sigh seemed to convey all his longing for the rest of his life in these two months.
Dusk was about to pass, and when Su Ming's shadow merged into the Wangchuan River, he could not see the shadow behind him, nor could he see the woman's reflection beside the shadow.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The picture was beautiful. Some of the falling autumn leaves fell into the Wangchuan River, causing ripples. Su Ming's shadow fluctuated a little, making the woman's shadow seem to melt, making this
The scene seems to be no longer peaceful.
When I lowered my head, the little white flower showed signs of withering, but it seemed that it persisted in order to spend more time with myself.
When I looked up, in the dusk, a woman wearing a red dress with a touch of pride, carrying a sword on her back, came from a distance. Her pace was not fast, but the moment she appeared, she seemed to be able to turn everything around her.
All eyes were focused on her, not because of her beauty, but because of her inner strength.
Different from the elegance of ordinary women, it is a mature charm, just like her clothes, as red as the sun, and from a distance she looks like a fierce horse. If you have the ability to conquer her, she will belong to you from now on.
If you can't conquer her, then she belongs far away.
"Boatman, do you have any wine?" As she approached, the woman stopped beside the wooden house and looked at Su Ming with a deep look in her eyes.
Su Ming raised his head and smiled.
"Huh? You are a boatman of a young age, but you still look quite charming." The woman glanced at Su Ming, then suddenly took a few steps closer to Su Ming and looked at Su Ming's face carefully.
"There's no wine. There might be some on the other side of the river." Su Ming said with a smile.
"Then what are you waiting here for? Why haven't you crossed the boat yet?" The woman smiled, her smile like a rose in full bloom. She turned around and stepped into the boat. When she turned around, she saw Su Ming getting up and taking the withering little white flower with him.
Entered the stern of the ship.
The moment the sunset left, on the Wangchuan River, the boat was going, with three shadows deep on one side of the boat...
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