Chapter 20: The Dream Here Is Not the Past (Memoirs)

(a)

When I was five years old, I fainted in the Siqing Mountain Pass, and I knew that many storytellers outside the village said that there was a Siqing Temple in the mountain, and that there was the only doctor in the rivers and lakes who specialized in treating difficult diseases. But this medical hall is isolated from the world and never asks about the world. Regardless of the disputes in the world, it is necessary to practice medicine to save people, these two compartments are inherently contradictory.

I knew I was going to die, but I didn't continue my stubbornness after all, and listened to the village chief. If I die in the village, I might as well crawl here while breathing and vomiting blood, and if I am lucky, I can save my life if I meet a medicine collector in the mountains.

Heaven is destined for me.

I was five years old at the time, and when I recovered, I didn't remember how I crossed two mountains and waded through a clear river.

In the midst of the dying, a fairy came to me, pulled me up from the river with her slender and beautiful jade hands, and said to me in her jade-like voice and gentle tone: "Stay here with me, take care of your three meals a day, and feed you enough." ”

Since then, I have been with Siqingshan, thinking that all kinds of things should be cause and effect.

It was God's destiny that my long song should not be extinguished, and I woke up in the evening in the meditation room of the West Wing a few days after I passed out.

After waking up, I knelt on the ground all of a sudden, hugged the master's thigh and did not let go, and lied to the master that my parents died due to the war, and the opportunity was here.

The master looked at me for a long time and said, I have never needed you to save people in this Siqing Palace, nor can I let you save people in the world, seeing that I still have no action, I finally smiled and asked the senior brother to help me up.

"Long song, it's better to call it long song." I saw the master stroked his long white beard, and I was in a mood of joy because he said "It's better to be better" and fell silent.

Long song, this is my mother's name. How does the master know?

I shook my head to myself, how could it be, a little bit of a dream when I passed out.

How good, I have a new name, called Changge.

(b)

When I was about January, my mother took me to Qingshui Village. The people in the village have always been simple, and seeing her go away with the child alone, she is expected to be a hard-working woman, so the people in the village take care of her.

However, after getting acquainted with the people in the village, only one month my mother contracted a vicious disease because she went out of the village without permission, and died of a violent illness overnight, leaving me alone in the village to break the house, at first the village people did not tell me the truth of the matter, I always thought that my mother was going out to visit relatives, and it was not until later that the children in the village hit me with stones, saying that I was a child who had no mother, and I found out that I could not continue to deceive myself after all.

The village chief picked me up and searched for someone willing to adopt, but everyone regarded me as unknown, and the matter was finally settled.

At that time, I still didn't have a name, and the people in the village only knew that my mother's name was Changge, and the village chief took me to find the goddess of the neighboring village, and she looked at the village chief and said, "This child is rich by nature, but he is cold in this life." Follow her mother's surname. ”

There is no surname, and the single name is Changge.

Since no one wanted me, I followed the blind lady in the village Yizhuang.

"Long song, long song." I actually liked it when the people in the village called me that, until the war burned down the village, and I was wounded to the bones, bleeding profusely, and contracted the plague.

I was picked up from the grave by the village chief, and at that time I looked at his bloody hands and tears flowed heavily.

The village chief took his last breath to send me to a bamboo raft by the water of the Qing River.

The village chief treated me too well, and I even thought that the village chief was my father who I had never met, but maybe it should be an uncle or something depending on my age, but I couldn't find evidence to confirm my thoughts.

In the end, he took my hand weakly and said, "Changge Changge, you have to listen to me, you go down the river and get to Siqing Mountain, and if you are lucky, someone will save your life."

And that's what I've said about it.

Siqingshan, the descendant of the agricultural doctor, since ancient times God healed the world, in the forty-sixth year of Cheng'an, received the second female disciple in history, and the master gave the name Changge.

I like the Qinghe River on the side of the mountain gate, probably because I am glad and grateful for the rest of my life.

I remember sitting on a stone pier in the middle of the stream, and the master stood silently behind me.

"Changge, there are too few perfect things in life, we can't want everything."

didn't look back, waited for the master to sigh and leave, tears flowed out.

"You must be a blessed person, you have to live well, go to Siqing Mountain, and wait for your father to pick you up." I remember the words of the village chief before he died.

I should be the one who has a father, too.

"Long song."

Long song, does the name mean that the Si people have passed away, and the long chant is an elegy?

(c)

Long songs, long songs, but what can I use to keep singing.

"Memories of appearance, memories of appearance, Bo Xing Xiaolang is very haggard, and he will be responsible for Qingqing for the rest ......of his life" This is the word engraved on the wall of the broken house by the mother.

Finally, I finally know the meaning of "Long Song":

Muddy brown shoes and rain pads, leisure travel and send another spring.

The long song chats about the sage wine, and the disease knows the morning and twilight people.

The wasteland is idle and ancient, and Zhu Yingqing and apricot are trying to taste new.

The peach originates from the love of mountains and rivers, and it may not have been to avoid Qin at that time.