Pursuit of the Truth
Chapter 1357: Opposite but the other side (second more)
Plated people are at the end of the world. !
That day is the day under the forgetful river. The end is the endless river, where I don’t know where to go, and it’s turned into an endless horizon...
Drinking a bit of forgetting Sichuan water, you may have forgotten that once, such a moment of Su Ming, crossing the boat, posing with paddles, the splash of water sprinkled scattered, there is a drop falling into the lips, bitter.
Still on the bank of the Forgotten River, it is still a wooden house that seems to be no longer decaying in the years. Under the roof, Su Ming sits silently, looks at the sky, looks at the world, looks at the crowds and rises, looks at the next one. Maybe in the rainy night, the coming people.
In the summer of the year, the rain was cool with a sizzling heat. In one night, outside the wooden house, a man came again.
It was a big man, a man in a robes, a burly body, and a handsome man. The man stood silently beside the wooden house, silently watching the river, and his face was a touch of depression.
"The boat house." He whispered.
Su Ming sat under the wooden house, looked up and blended into the face in the darkness. When he looked at the big man, he smiled and took the Woodlands and came to the master.
"This river is called Forgotten." The big man looked at the river and whispered.
"Yes."
"The opposite is the other side?"
"I do not know."
"I am waiting for someone." Dahan turned his head and looked at Su Ming. The moonlight fell on his face. The gaze was filled with deep reluctance and an indescribable separation.
Su Ming smiled, got up and walked to the stern, and looked back at the big man calmly. The big man was silent for a while, smiled, laughter grew bigger and bigger, smiled and smiled, tears seemed to stay, stepping Stepping into the bow, sit down and knees.
Before the lonely boat, the night of the forgotten river, the rain sprinkled into the river and made a continuous sound, falling into the ship, knocking on the ship wood seems to tell the predecessor, and talked about the afterlife.
The former brother of the division, the same boat in this life, forgot the river, Su Ming looked at the distance, and the smile on his face gradually turned into a sigh of inner heart until he reached the other side until the big man stood up in silence. Bow.
"The person I am waiting for is my little brother. If you see him telling him, he will tell him... He must come!" The big man did not look back, took a big step and walked toward the distance.
Su Ming looked at the figure of Dahan. For a long time, he nodded lightly.
"I will." He turned and walked on the lonely boat, returned to where he should wait, and continued to wait for the next person.
The rainy night of this season seems to have gone slowly. Even after a few months, it has been raining for a long time. Whether it is day or night, it seems that someone has tears in the sky and tears have fallen on the earth. It has become rain.
Especially at night, when the wind blows, the raindrops fall on different places in the earth, or the soil, or the leaves, or the boat, or the river, or the eaves where Su Ming is. This different voice came at the same time. It forms a kind of scorpio that is easy to ignore if you don't listen carefully.
Su Ming sat under the eaves, blended into the darkness, listened to the rain, calmed his heart, looked at the distance, silently spent the cold of the rain, until the depths of midnight, lit by a candle, and Su Ming placed under the eaves. Carefully put the cover so that the blown wind can't extinguish it, making this light the only light in the dark night, so that people who come at night will not see it here, and will not lose direction. .
Looking at the candlelight, Su Ming does not think about his own past, not thinking about his own cultivation, not paying attention to the advent of the catastrophe and the three wild things, the only thing he cares about, that is, in the years of these two geniuses, he wants Be one, carry a friend, carry a lover, and go to the other side of the boat.
I don’t know when, a coat covered Su Ming’s heart, and a scorpion covered his soul. He lowered his head and looked at the candlelight in the lampshade and saw the world inside the candlelight. I saw the joys and sorrows of the people he was familiar with in that world.
Until the dawn of a dawn, his side, came a ghost.
A whole body was hidden in the darkness, standing opposite Su Ming, looking at the ghost of the candle in the lampshade. He looked at the candlelight, and with the incomprehensible complexity in his eyes, he gradually raised his head and looked at it. Su Ming.
"You have passed other people, but you can't help me... Since this is your decision, I only hope that... I can see my little brother there one day.
In this life, you are a boatman, let's go, take me across the river. "The ghost laughed, but this smile is very bitter, very embarrassing."
Su Ming looked up and looked at the ghost in front of him. He looked at his second brother, and got up silently, setting the paddle silently until he reached the other side.
"I don't have a boat." Ghost, standing at the bow, slowly opening.
"Previous life has been given." Su Ming shook his head and watched his two brothers. After hearing the words of his two brothers, the two brothers seemed to laugh. This is the smile in the smile. Forgetting the river, when it is separated by a lonely boat, it is still clear.
"This is not your responsibility."
"This is my original intention."
The ship is far away, forgetting the river and forgetting the river. Through the past and present, through the past and the present, perhaps it is never difficult to see each other. It is unclear whether he sent him or he sent him. ····
This is him, who is Su Ming, the second brother knows, maybe outside
After crossing the Woodlands, I sent away the master, watching the two brothers go, Su Ming in the gaze, once again returned to the place where the two years belonged to him, that is no longer rotten in the woods However, the wooden house can not be decayed, but the face of Su Ming is no longer a youth, but a middle age.
In middle age, he has a sly face on his face. The whole person has a touch of vicissitudes, but most of his faces are covered under the brawl, the sun is not shining, and his eyes are naturally not clearly visible. Perhaps only in front of him. The candlelight can only see this sighing face.
Rainy days, it seems to be about to pass. On this rainy night, Su Ming looked at the candlelight and turned his head. He saw that next to the wooden house, I did not know what year and month, and opened a small white flower.
The flower is beautiful, just screaming in the rain, as if it is trembling, but it is still in full bloom, it is a silk flower.
The hustle and bustle in the rain is as strong as a woman.
It is quietly blooming, without a strong aroma, without the grace of luxury, very simple, very common, but in this rainy night, in the eyes of Su Ming, it is the only one.
Looking at the flowers in the rain, Su Ming walked over, and there was a paper umbrella in his hand, covering the rain for the white silk flower. The umbrella was not big, but it could cover all the wind and rain. It seems as if the warmth of the flower gives the white flower feel, and the flower blooms like a woman in Su Ming’s mind smiling at him.
The smile was very beautiful. Looking at it, Su Ming’s face also showed a smile, so he looked at the flower silently, as if he could look at his life.
The rainy season, after all, is still over. In the autumn season, Su Ming put this little white flower into the pot and placed it in front of him. He took care of the temperature of the body and became a companion who accompanied him to watch the autumn wind.
From a distance, it seems that at the side of Su Ming, there is a woman sitting there, standing side by side with Su Ming, watching the sunrise together, waiting for the sunset together, watching the moon together, counting the stars together.
The leaves that drifted with the wind fell, and some fell in front of Su Ming, falling in the palm of his raised palm. The leaves are autumn, and the clear veins seem to hide someone’s life. One count, the trace of this vein.
The most beautiful autumn is not the autumn leaves dancing in the wind, but the sunset, with the red sunset slowly falling on the sky, the afterglow spilling the earth, the shadow of Su Ming is gradually getting longer and longer, but if carefully Going to see it is to discover that the longer and longer shadow is slowly dimming. After the sunset, the shadow will disappear. You can't tell whether it is integrated into the earth or into the night, just like I can't tell when the years are over, I can't tell the difference between myself and them in that distant world... Is there really a day to meet?
Such as this autumn gives people the sorrow, at this moment looking at the palm of the palm, Su Ming's sigh seems to be the second half of the thoughts to be heard in these two.
When the evening is gone, when Su Ming’s shadow is integrated into the Forgotten River, he can’t see the shadow behind him, and he can’t see the shadow. Actually, the woman’s reflection appears.
Time seems to be still at this moment, the picture is beautiful, the autumn leaves are falling, some fall into the river of forgetting the river, and the ripples are swaying, making the shadow of Su Ming somewhat fluctuating, making the shadow of the woman seem to melt, let this The picture seems to be no longer calm.
When he bowed his head, the white florets showed signs of dying, but it seemed that in order to spend more time with them, they insisted on being there.
When I looked up, at dusk, a woman in a red dress with a proud woman carrying a sword and coming from a distance, her pace was not fast, but in the moment she appeared, it seemed that she could surround everything. The eyes are condensed in the past, not because of her beauty, but because of the strength of the heart.
Unlike the ordinary woman's grace, it is a mature charm. Like its clothes, it is like a sun, and it looks like a strong horse. If you have the ability to conquer, then she belongs to you.
If you can't conquer, she belongs to afar.
"The boatman, is there wine?" As he approached, the woman stopped at the wooden house, with deep eyes in her eyes, looking at Su Ming.
Su Ming raised his head and smiled.
"Well? Your ship's family is not too young, but it looks quite charming." The woman looked at Su Ming and suddenly took a few steps, close to Su Ming, and carefully looked at Su Ming's face.
"The wine is not, the side of the river, maybe." Su Ming smiled and opened his mouth.
"Then you are still waiting here, don't ferry!" The woman smiled. The smile was like a rose, and she turned into a boat. When she turned back, she saw Su Ming got up and took the little white flower that was about to wither. Into the stern.
The moment when the setting sun departs, on the river of forgetting the river, the boat goes, and the hull of one side is three shadows.
The second one is sent, the moon ticket is scheduled for November, and the friends, in November, the sword is going to be sheathed! ! ! At 12 o'clock, there will be a third!
The outbreak begins here! !
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