Zhu Haishan passed away.

The financial tycoon who wrestled with Wall Street predators, the Oriental tycoon who dared to snipe at the financial crisis, the merry businessman who was dominant, the bald old man who lost money to run more than 1,000 nursing homes, and the old monk who spent a lot of money on it, at the last moment of his life, he wrote poems and passed away suddenly.

Legendary curtain call!

After hearing the news, Bian Xuedao sat on the bed in the room in a daze, his eyes red.

He vigorously controlled the muscles around his eyes, but the sadness came like a tide, and it was difficult to restrain himself.

He and Zhu Haishan have only known each other for more than half a year, but the advice and benefits that Zhu Haishan gave him are not inferior to father and son. The distance between the two people's hearts is closer than that of other people in this time and space.

They are true mentors and friends.

I didn't know Zhu Haishan's storage zài before, and I was very lonely when I learned the Tao.

Now, Zhu Haishan has come and gone like a flash in the pan in his life, and he is even more lonely while learning the Tao.

Utter loneliness - from now on, there will be no one in the world to speak.

Zhu Haishan has been a lonely monster for decades, and now it is Bian Xuedao's turn to be this lonely monster.

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There was a knock at the door.

Bian Xuedao wiped his eyes and walked over to open the door.

Outside the door is Zhu Zhichun, who is dressed in filial piety clothes.

He looked into Bian Xuedao's eyes, took two deep breaths, and said, "My grandfather is gone......"

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhichun turned around and wiped away his tears, turned back and said, "You go with me to see you for the last time." ”

According to Zhu Haishan's last wishes, I wish my family to be busy.

Bystanders learned the Tao and observed the funeral of a wealthy family up close for the first time.

He was very touched.

The same surname is Zhu, some people fainted two or three times from crying, some people stood aside with indifferent expressions, and some people went outside and called with a smile: "Baby, do you miss me? I miss you too,...... It's coming, it's coming, the old thing is dead, I'll come back and show up and go again...... If you don't come back, you can't do it, and I'll still score his inheritance...... Otherwise, what will I do to support you...... What kind of car did you change? Didn't you just get a new one...... Okay, okay, when my brother goes back, you have to sing me a song about Yushu backyard flowers. ”

I see.

Zhu Haishan used his posthumous affairs to teach Bian Xuedao the last lesson.

No matter how heroic you are, you can't control your children and grandchildren.

When the two discussed the winery before, Bian Xuedao was still worried about the future inheritance tax of Hongyanrong Winery, and he really thought ahead.

Stopped for three days.

Bian Xuedao lingered on the mountain for three more days, he had a special identity, he didn't show up much, and almost always stayed in a small building.

On the morning of the third day, Zhu Zhichun and Ma Chengde brought a box of things to Bian Xuedao and told him that Zhu Haishan had written his name and left it for him before he died.

Hearing the news, there were more and more people going up the mountain, busy with reception, Zhu Zhichun and Ma Chengde did not stay, put down their things and left.

Closing the door, Bian Xuedao opened the box in the room and found that many things inside were familiar.

The box is full of Zhu Haishan's handwritten ink treasures.

In addition to the biographical manuscripts that Bian Xuedao has read, and the four poems "Clouds in the Blue Sky and Water in the Bottle" and "Hanging in the Blue Sky is My Heart", there are other thick stacks of poems.

Flipping to the bottom of the box, Bian Xuedao found a Walkman that looked very old from a pile of papers, and the Walkman contained a tape.

Carefully took out the Walkman, looked at it, and pressed play......

The tape was recorded.

The environment was noisy, some applauded, some applauded.

One of the men said, "Okay, I'll sing a song for Bitchen today, but I'll do this song." ”

Hearing the man say this, the applause around him became even more enthusiastic.

Bian Xuedao heard it, and the man who spoke was Zhu Haishan.

But who is Bitzen?

There is even accompaniment......

It's time to sing.

The song is "Autumn Leaves Dancing Autumn Mountain".

Hey......

This song was included in the most successful album of "Song God Zhang" in the early 90s of the last century, "True Love".

Zhu Haishan had the idea of being born in 1998 and became a monk in Wutai Mountain in 2001.

That means that the age of tape recording is the mid-90s of the last century.

In the tape, Zhu Haishan began to sing.

"The world is at a loss, and if you leave it, you will be dull in nature. The pedestrians in the world are lonely, hugging the moon and listening to the infinite scenery......"

Just listened to one sentence, and while learning the Tao, he judged that Zhu Haishan's five tones were incomplete.

To put it bluntly, his singing is not ordinarily ugly.

It's hard to hear, but the atmosphere of the scene in the recording has reached its peak at once.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that Zhu Haishan in the 90s, the richest man is not the richest man, but the rich side definitely did not run.

The super-rich man in his 60s sang live, and whether it sounded good or not was secondary.

"The drunkard is not at the mercy of the world,

I have my own way from the heavens......

…… May the breeze of a lifetime be partial to the heart,

The grudges have not been forgotten.

I want to be calm who knows,

Accompanied by the bright moon and laughing,

But in the end, the wind and snow are drifting. ”

Listening to it, Bian Xuedao somewhat understood why Zhu Haishan said in the recording, "It's going to be this song".

This song should be the song that best suits Zhu Haishan's state of mind in his life.

He's lonely high!

He's arrogant!

He has infinite hills and valleys in his chest!

Sure enough, Bian Xuedao found a couplet from the manuscript of the poem - "The hidden chest and hills know endlessly, and the smoke and clouds are idle." ”

The tape continues to turn.

The sound quality has changed.

"You're listening, aren't you?"

"You should be listening. ”

"Sunrise is still a few hours away. ”

"In the last hours of my life, the cold was accompanied by fear, and I could even feel life pulling away from my body little by little. Scold...... I regret it, if I had gone to the hospital a few months earlier, I would have been able to live for a few more years. ”

"Actually, everything that should be said has been said, and there is nothing more to say, you can help me burn this box of things, I don't want to leave too many traces in this world. ”

"Okay, that's it, I've cultivated the Buddha for half a lifetime, and only cultivated one dependent origin and extinction, and finally, I hope you have a life without regrets, and you will see you again. ”

Hearing the last sentence in the recording, Bian Xuedao's tears flowed out as soon as he "swished".

"I hope you have a life without regrets. ”

"See you soon!"

Two hours later.

Bian Xuedao held the box and appeared in the place where he and Zhu Haishan overlooked the sea of clouds in the distance.

I found some dry branches, lit a fire in a sheltered place, squatted beside the fire, humming "Autumn Mountain with Red Leaves", and burned all the poems of Zhu Haishan one by one.

Suddenly a gust of mountain wind blew, and Bian Xuedao threw the burning rice paper in his hand to the sky, watching the paper ashes and scattered sparks drift down the cliff with the wind, and disappeared in an instant.

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The Spring Festival of 2007 came late, and after the tenth day of the new year, schools opened one after another.

If Xu Shangxiu wants to go to Shudu, he must go to the provincial capital Songjiang for transit.

When she set off from home, she calculated the time, and there should be a half-day transfer gap after arriving in Songjiang.

Walking out of the train station, Xu Shangxiu took a bus to Tiaoshi Street.

Pulling the suitcase and finding the pastry shop where he ate tiramisu with Bian Xuedao on his birthday, Xu Shangxiu ordered a small piece of cake and ate it in small bites.

Halfway through the meal, she asked the waitress to take care of her suitcase, then walked to the photo wall of the pastry shop, tiptoed down the photo of her and Bian Xuedao, and carefully put it in her purse.

Another waitress saw it and came over and said, "Miss, you can't take the photos from our shop." ”

Xu Shangxiu pulled out the photo and said, "It's me in the photo." ”

The waitress looked carefully at the photo and Seo Sang-so herself, and said apologetically, "Okay." ”

The waiter left, and Xu Shangxiu took out another photo of the two from the mezzanine of his wallet and glued it to the photo wall.

Two photos, expressions almost identical.

The difference is that there is a line written on the back of the photo that Xu Sang-so just glued to the wall......

Ten minutes later, Xu Shangxiu pulled his suitcase, walked out of the pastry shop, and disappeared into the bustling flow of people on Tiaoshi Street.

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(I'm on the road, it's late, sorry.) Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, has everyone picked up the God of Wealth?)

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