The first is like a dream

"Like a Dream, Rain Washes the Wind and Dew"

The rain washes away the wind and dew. Initial bistarial descent. Looking back at the empty grass, the moon is jealous of other whispers. Gaze. Gaze. It's not like the mood of the past.

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"It rains at night in Shu, and the river threshold has sunny"

In March, the water moistens all things, and the rain gives birth to a hundred grains.

The spring rain fell overnight and stopped at dawn. In the early morning, the smoke lingers in the mountains, and the sea of bamboo in the valley is thick. The morning breeze is light, the bamboo leaves are rustling, accompanied by the chirping of birds. Between the rippling green waves, the clouds and mist gradually faded, and a small fenced courtyard in the mountain col not far from the bamboo forest gradually became clear, and there was a sound of rustling from the courtyard.

If you look closely, there are two grass huts, one large and one small, connected together on the hill in the middle of the courtyard, which are raised by wooden stakes and are a few feet above the ground. There is a peach tree on the right side of the courtyard in front of the house, which is curvy and colorful, and the tree is full of the residual red of last night's wind and rain.

Under the tree, the young man is sweeping the floor with a broom, the young man is fourteen or fifteen years old, but he is quite tall, with a strong body, thick eyebrows and thin eyes, a long face and wide ears, although he is not handsome, he is still thoughtful, and the straight nose bridge under the slightly pursed lips are like a strong bow, the color is like Zhu Dan, very good-looking, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, which makes people can't help but feel close. But with the pair of Danfeng eyes that are always slightly squinted, there is a faint hint of ruffian for no reason.

"Brother Ran, it's time to eat!"

"Okay, Sister Xiaocui, it's over"

The boy hurriedly swept away the fallen flowers from the ground, turned and ran into the house. There was already an old man with a clear face and Xiao Shuxuan sitting in front of the table in the room, and the young man bowed to him:

"Master is early." Seeing that the old man bowed slightly, he sat down.

Looking at the soup cakes and wild vegetables in front of him, although the young man was already hungry, he still didn't dare to start immediately, and could only swallow his saliva non-stop. After Sister Xiaocui also sat down, the old man said, "Eat." The boy feasted on it.

The young man's name is Wang Ran, and he has lived with his master Wang Zhichuan and Sister Xiaocui in this grass house in the Fengqi Valley since he can remember.

Fengqi Mountain is vertical and horizontal, the scenery is beautiful, there is a local folk song that says, "Fengqi Mountain, the peak is even the sky, the peak is like a painting, the person is like a fairy", the different stones in the mountain stand in a forest, the shape of the mountain stone resembles a crest, so some people also call it "Fengqi Mountain". There is a village on the right side of the mountain, called Liujiawu Village, with about twenty or thirty households. After leaving the village entrance and walking five miles to the east, you will arrive at Hengqu Town.

When Wang Ran was still young and could not speak, the master often went to the streets of the town to give people a hanging pot for consultation, and he became famous for his rice grain and his clever medical skills. There are rich and noble people in the town who saw that Wang Zhichuan was excellent and yellow, and that he was beautiful and beautiful, so they proposed to rent a shop on the street to him to open a medical center, and they could also take their family to the town to take care of them conveniently. But Wang Zhichuan refused on the grounds that he lived in the mountains to facilitate the collection of medicine. After Wang Ran grew up and could travel back and forth between the mountains and the town alone, Wang Zhichuan said to the public that he was old and his feet were not strong, and he easily stopped seeing people. It's just that some medicines for common diseases are prepared in advance at home, and Wang Ran is allowed to go to the town to sell them.

But Wang Ran looked at the master's refreshed appearance, thinking that the master went up the mountain to collect medicine on weekdays, ran faster than himself, and ate more than himself, a half-sized young man, and felt that "he was old and his feet were not healthy" was really a false excuse, and the master was just lazy. Sensing that Wang Ran was looking at him with a slightly disdainful look again, Wang Zhichuan quickly glared at him, and then said with a straight face: "Hurry up and finish it, and then go to the mountains to dig spring bamboo shoots." ”

"How can there be a master who exploits people like this, I made an appointment with Liu Jiawulang to go to the town to watch the incense party today." Wang Ran muttered dissatisfiedly.

"After picking the bamboo shoots, keep some at home to eat, and take the rest to the town to sell, and bring back some meat." Wang Zhichuan said to Wang Ran. Then he turned his head and said to Xiaocui with a slight flattery: "It's good to make spring bamboo shoots stewed meat at night." ”

Although she wore a woman's bun, Xiao Cui, who was still pretty and lovely, pursed her lips and chuckled, and said, "Okay." The two shallow pear vortices are quite moving.

Not only lazy, but also gluttonous. Wang Ran couldn't help but say a few more words. But when I thought of the taste of the stewed meat with spring bamboo shoots, my freshly filled stomach was faintly hungry. Ma Li put down the empty bowl, Wang Ran went to the eaves porch and picked up the bamboo basket, took the small medicine hoe, said goodbye to the master and Sister Xiaocui, and went out of the courtyard. As soon as he walked to the fence gate, the master's hateful voice came from behind him: "By the way, I will go to the west mountain to pick some spring tea, the taste of Guyu tea is the best, no worse than that Mingqian tea." ”

Wang Ranquan didn't hear it, and walked away quickly without looking back.

After walking south along the path for about a cup of tea, Wang Ran came to a dense bamboo forest. The young man who was shaking his head and humming a little song just now got serious. Growing up by the bamboo sea in this mountain since he was a child, Wang Ran is already very familiar with digging bamboo shoots, but under the education of his master, he is still used to holding his breath when doing things, and does not worry about distracting thoughts. First find a prime-aged bamboo, carefully look at the direction of the bottom bamboo branch, the corresponding parallel ground is the location of this bamboo whip, find the place where the soil is soft and slightly raised, and you can excavate. Take out the medicine hoe and dig gently along the raised ground, and you can see the bamboo shoots wrapped in bamboo shoots. Carefully dig the soil, hoe hard at the roots, and a fresh spring bamboo shoot will enter the basket.

Because the mountains are sparsely populated, the bamboo forest grows wantonly and no one cuts it, Wang Ran is familiar with the bamboo nature and is more nimble, in less than an hour, he picked a basket full of bamboo shoots. Wang Ran, who carried a basket full of spring bamboo shoots on his back, also walked like a fly, and quickly climbed to the west of the mountain, there is a road is "light fog cage valley rainy day, fragrant tea drops are embedded in the clouds", only to see the mountain is thick and moist, the breeze is blowing, the mist is around, it makes people feel happy, like a fairy.

Carefully put down the bamboo basket and medicine hoe, took off the short brown on his body, and Wang Ran began to pick tea again. When a large pile of tender tea was spread on the brown clothes, the mountain mist gradually dissipated. Wang Ran looked up and saw that it was still early, so he lay down on the spot by the basket, looking at the sky with his hands on his pillow, thinking about his thoughts.

I heard the townspeople say that this year is the fourth year of Chunhua, and I am already fourteen years old. When I was a child, I followed the master to the village and town, and saw that other people's children had fathers and mothers, but I only had a master and a little cui sister, so I went home to ask. Sister Xiaocui only said that his parents both died of illness shortly after giving birth to him, and entrusted herself to her master Wang Zhichuan before she died. And Sister Xiaocui was originally his mother's personal maid, and after the death of her master, she had nothing to rely on, so she also followed Wang Zhichuan to take care of Wang Ran. Don't say anything else about what Wang Ran's parents' surnames are and what they do for a living.

Master Wang Zhichuan is also particularly strange, although he treats Wang Ran kindly and kindly. But as long as Wang Ran asked about the past, he would talk about him left and right, and he would not reveal anything. Although he asked Wang Ran to call him master, he never took the initiative to teach Wang Ran anything, and only told him to pay attention to the reasons when he was instructed to do things.

Sister Xiaocui saw that Xiao Wang Ran was learning more and more vulgar from the naughty children in the village next to him, and she couldn't bear to let him grow into a foolish and ignorant village man or a pickled and rude popper, so she took the time to teach him to read and write, so that the casual Wang Ran thought that the cabinet and cabinet of scriptures and histories in the master's house were all used by him to save face, and his knowledge was not as high as Sister Xiaocui. It wasn't until later that he memorized "Miscellaneous Words", "Hundred Family Names", and "Thousand Character Text" and began to read "The Book of Filial Piety" and "The Book of Rites". Since then, I have learned that the master is not only skilled in medicine, but also full of economic resources in his stomach, talking about the book and quoting from the side, his mouth is like a hanging river, and even a little talking, which makes Xiao Wang Ran dizzy and dizzy, and in the future, unless there is a question that is really difficult to solve, he dares to ask the teacher. As for the master, he also let Wang Ran go free, as long as Wang Ran didn't ask, he never took the initiative to speak. But I didn't expect that Wang Ran would read this volume of articles gradually crookedly, although he likes to read books, and with his wisdom and intelligence, he can recite the scrolls at a glance, but he only thinks that those scriptures and history are all taught to talk about the rules, so as not to restrain people, only the heroic and uninhibited spirit that can occasionally be seen in the poems has his appetite, and he is fascinated, and he can't help but chant again:

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first.

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

After Yinbi, he only felt arrogant, and he seemed to be the sword fairy hero, but unfortunately there was no wine at hand, which was quite regrettable, so he picked up a piece of tea and put it in his mouth to chew carefully.

As he grew older, Wang Ran gradually discovered something unusual. Both Master and Sister Xiaocui speak the authentic official dialect spoken by others, which is quite different from the local dialect. I also heard Liu Wulang's third uncle who was on an errand in a big family in the town say that the wives and aunts of the old lady Ding of Ding's house, the most famous in the town, couldn't read a few words, and the old lady Ding was an official back then, and his family history was still like this, if Sister Xiaocui was just an ordinary maid, how could she be literate and write, it seems that her father and mother are probably not ordinary rich and noble. Besides, the master Wang Zhichuan, who is very graceful and suave, has superb medical skills, and is called the holy hand of rejuvenation by the old man in the town, saying that even the best Langzhong in Chengdu is better than him, not to mention that with his ability and character, he can also get a good future when he goes to Kaifeng City, Tokyo, I don't understand why he lives here, and there is a maid and apprentice around him, no one on the pillow, and no children under his knees. The master only said that he didn't like to be noisy, and he was happy to be an idle cloud and wild crane, lingering among the mountains and rivers, leisurely, and did not want to start a family. But when he went to the master's room at night to ask for peace, Wang Ran could always see the master's face full of misery, his eyes showing sadness, and he had lost all the chic and pleasant during the day.

Looking at the high sun, Wang Ran estimated that it was past the hour, so he sat up, turned the short brown balls full of Gu Yu tea on the ground into a small burden, carried it in his hand, and then carried the bamboo basket down the mountain. returned to the cottage, gave some bamboo shoots to Sister Xiaocui, then handed over the tea to the master, hurriedly took two bites of the cooking cake, and Wang Ran hurriedly carried the bamboo basket to find Liu Wulang.

Liu Wulang's house is in Liujiawu Village at the foot of Fengqi Mountain, and when Wang Ran found him, he was sleeping sweetly on the bamboo cue under the tree in front of the house, and Wang Ran was not envious of it. Although the two are about the same age, Wang Ran reads and collects medicine every morning, goes into the town to sell medicine and buy food in the afternoon, and writes and writes when he goes back in the evening, so he has no time to spare. And Liu Wulang's family lives here, half of the village is his relatives, the family has a lot of land, he has two brothers who have become a family, a sister to be in the boudoir, he is the youngest one, has always been favored, at home is not to do any work, eat and sleep every day, sleep and eat, half of the young man is idle all day long, but the people in the village are good, so he is not used to bad heart. Later, when he saw that Wang Ran often went to the town from the village entrance road to sell medicine and buy grain, he pestered him to go with him. Liu Wulang's father and mother knew Wang Ran, knew that he was clever and literate, so they were happy to mix Liu Wulang with him. After getting along, Wang Ran saw that Liu Wulang was simple and straightforward, and he was quite righteous, so he treated him sincerely.

Wang Ran called, Liu Wulang sat up and rubbed his eyes, seeing that Wang Ran was finally here, he hurried back to the house to say hello to his mother and followed Wang Ran into the town.

Liu Wulang said as he walked: "Brother Ran, why did you come to me, I waited for you under the tree in the morning, and waited until noon before I saw you, so I went back to eat, and I was ready to sleep and then go into the mountains to find you." ”

Wang Ran shrugged the bamboo basket on his back and said: "Master let me go into the mountains early in the morning to dig bamboo shoots and pick tea, I didn't come to look for you in the morning, anyway, the incense party is more exciting the later, without delay." ”

Liu Wulang glanced at the spring bamboo shoots in the basket and said worriedly: "I still have to sell bamboo shoots, it won't delay our incense party, and that thing, right?" ”

"Don't worry, there are a lot of people on the street today, and these bamboo shoots will be sold out in a while, and it will definitely not delay the two of us playing." I will be able to avenge you. ”

Liu Wulang smiled at this time, but Brother Ran never scolded him.

The two of them walked along the riverbank towards the town.