Chapter 836: Knowing You Is Not an Accident, It's Destiny

"I have been to your world, and you have heard my sorrows. Even if the spring curtain of March is not lifted, even if my Dada's horse's hooves are a beautiful mistake..."

Some people say that wherever there are Chinese, there is Jin Yong's martial arts.

A similar statement is that wherever there are Chinese, Wang Luobin's western love songs must also be sung.

Wang Luobin, the most famous people's musician, collected, sorted out and composed more than 1,000 songs in his life, especially classic works such as "In That Distant Place", "The Girl of Dabancheng", and "Lift Your Hijab". Therefore, he is not only known as the father of western folk songs, but also enjoys the reputation of "King of Love Songs".

But what few people know is that Wang Luobin's last love song before his death was sung to the writer Sanmao who was far away in heaven.

Sanmao and Wang Luobin's relationship was when she was a child, and she liked to sing Wang Luobin's in that distant place since she was a child.

But the first time Sanmao was connected with Wang Luobin was last year.

In 1989, after the writer Xia Jie visited Wang Luobin in Xinjiang, she published three "The Story of the Old Man Wang Luobin". Because he has loved singing Wang Luobin's song "In That Distant Place" since he was a child, it also aroused the infinite fascination of Sanmao, who loves wandering and is bent on drawing far.

When she saw Xia Jie's report, she was very excited, and immediately asked Xia Jie for Wang Luobin's contact information in Xinjiang.

Immediately, she learned that Wang Luobin had experienced ups and downs in his life, suffered a lot, and had been imprisoned twice for "trumped-up" crimes, for a total of 18 years, and almost "sat through the prison", but his belief still exists. When he was approaching, his wife died of illness, and he stayed alone in the beautiful Xinjiang, still obsessed with art, constantly traveling around the country to collect folk songs. Every evening, he sat in front of the door and watched the sun set, and at night, he always played a tune to her in front of the portrait of his wife hanging on the old wall.....

Before her friend finished telling Wang Luobin's story, Sanmao cried and her eyes red, and she said: "This old man is so desolate and lovely! I want to write a letter to comfort him, and I can't wait to fly to Xinjiang to visit him immediately!"

Sanmao, this talented woman, is romantic and free, affectionate and sexual. The life-and-death love between her and Jose has made many people sigh in love. When Jose died in the sea, Sanmao's soul disappeared. Jose's death deprived her of the most worthy reason in her life, and for many years afterward, she had been walking in the vast world, and if it weren't for her still elderly parents, she might have followed José long ago.

Every time someone advised her to find another lover, she was saddened. Jose is her present life and the afterlife, all her causes and consequences, and she doesn't know where else she can fall in love with or who she cares about except him.

Sanmao, who has always used feelings to settle down, has few colleagues in the real world, and those trade-offs that must be compared, and those well-founded trade-offs, in her opinion, how can it be the true appearance of love? So when she inadvertently learned that in that distant place, there was an old man who also believed in love with her, she was overjoyed, like a bosom friend.

So, not only did she really write a letter to Wang Luobin, but she also had the idea of going to the mainland to meet this old man with her own eyes.

One day in April, Urumqi was still cold in spring. In the afternoon, Wang Luobin was alone, curled up on the recliner to take a nap, and was suddenly awakened by a gentle knock on the door. When the door opened, he saw a woman with cut eyes in autumn water, wearing long hair like seaweed, wearing a black and red plaid woolen coat, smiling lightly, like an angel appeared in front of him.

After a brief explanation of their intentions and greetings, they began a hearty long conversation as if they had been friends for a long time.

Later, she sang her masterpiece "The Olive Tree" for him:

Don't ask me where I'm from, why do I wander far away for the birds that fly in the sky, for the streams that flow in the mountains, for the wide grasslands......

At that moment, the lonely smoke of the desert, the crying camel, running thousands of miles, forever lost my love, the past came to her heart, and her sad and sad face also presented a kind of fog-locked and sorrowful beauty in the sad melody.

He was a human being, accompanied by suffering, and accustomed to seeing all kinds of ugly faces in the world, but that lingering afternoon, he was still deeply moved by her sincerity: this woman who was as clear as a promise, and the pickles and philistines of the world did not defile or buy her in the slightest. She is independent and entertains herself with joy and sorrow, but for the first time in her life, she will show her sadness and forget her feelings in front of a person she has met for the first time.

In return, he also sang a piece of "Tall Poplar" in prison for her, and introduced the story in the song: a Uyghur youth was arrested and imprisoned on the eve of his wedding, and his beautiful fiancée died soon after, and the young man grew a beard in memory of his lover.

When Wang Luobin sang the lyrics of "The lonely grave is covered with cloves, and my beard is covered with chest", Sanmao cried, only those who have broken off their love can understand this outright loneliness.

After singing, Wang Luobin sincerely thanked her, because in his opinion, her tears were the most emotional praise for his works.

Eileen Chang once said that a confidant is like a mirror, reflecting the most beautiful part of our nature.

After returning to Taiwan from the mainland, Sanmao and Wang Luobin had a twilight love. After returning to Taiwan from the mainland, Sanmao even wrote to Wang Luobin: My dear friend, Luobin: Thousands of miles away, in order to get to know you, this love is not accidental, it is destiny. I can't resist it.

But the age gap of more than 30 years between the two is insurmountable.

Since ancient times, Hongyan has a thin life, Zhang Ailing is like this, Sanmao is the same, Hongyan's thin life is in love, Zhang Ailing is like this, Sanmao is also the same.

Zhang Ailing is like this to Hu Lancheng, Sanmao is like this to Wang Luobin, and the love with Jose that came to an abrupt end is even more so.

The script of the rolling red dust seems to be a kind of tribute to Sanmao's meeting with Wang Luobin in the dark, a tribute to her and Jose's fleeting love.

Before Sanmao Xingchong reported that the tour group wanted to go to the mainland to meet Wang Luobin, director Yan Hao came forward to invite Sanmao to write a movie script.

That night, Sanmao was in a good mood, but he didn't want to drink very heartily, and gradually became drunk. When he went home and went upstairs, one of them was not paying attention and fell down heavily. Broken ribs. As a result, travel plans were postponed for a while. It was also on the hospital bed that Sanmao created and completed the movie script of "Rolling Red Dust".

Sanmao wrote "Rolling Red Dust", the protagonists are Shen Shaohua and Zhang Nengcai, but it is about Zhang Ailing and Hu Lancheng.

The raw materials of the story are taken from the love past between Zhang Ailing and Hu Lancheng, as well as the sisterhood between Zhang Ailing and Yan Ying, she lowered to the dust for him, and he made her a traitor's wife.

The script is Sanmao's first and only Chinese script.

After writing the script, Sanmao once said, "Shaohua in the work is the introverted me and the inner soul of me." The moon phoenix in it is the extroverted me, I divide myself into two women, borrow the screenwriter, and smuggle my own soul in the personalities of the two women. ”