The conversation between the boy and the old man, named "Mu Hao", had just been admitted to a junior college a month earlier.

It's just a junior college. But it's also a university. It's better to go to college than not to go to college.

To get ahead, you must upgrade your academic qualifications.

Someone told him that there are so many people on the rivers and lakes that he can't be easily trusted.

It's not that everyone can't be trusted, it's just that you can't be gullible.

However, the boy felt that he had nothing to deceive, that he had neither money nor talent, that he was ordinary in appearance, and that he would not attract any attention when he walked down the street.

So he thought that the old man had either drunk too much or was crazy. Out of politeness, he smiled, even if it was a tactful refusal.

I have just become a college student, it should be said that I am a prospective college student, and I still have the cultivation that I should have.

"I'm sorry, I'm not very interested in what you said, thank you for your kindness!"

"It's okay, we can talk to each other, like friends." The old man threw a peanut into his mouth, and said as he stirred it: "Actually, there is not only one way out of reading. ”

Although this sentence is very harsh, it has to be said to be a very real sentence. It's just that some people don't listen. I always think that if people don't study, they will bury their talents, but this is not the case.

The journey is long, and if there is no one to talk to, it is actually a very boring thing.

The boy said: "Actually, it's good to have people to chat with along the way, especially with the elderly, you can learn a lot of valuable knowledge." ”

The old man said: "I like to chat with people like you who are cheerful, don't procrastinate, it seems that there is nothing wrong with choosing you!" ”

"What's your name? Where is home? ”

"My name is Mu Hao, a native of Raocheng!"

"Reading is not aware of the deep spring, every inch of time is golden. It's not the Taoist who comes to make the joke, Zhou Qing Kong Si is pursuing. ”

You Raocheng produces talents! The poem that the old man just recited is from Tang Wang Zhenbai's "Two Poems in the White Deer Cave".

Wang Zhenbai (875 A.D. - 958 A.D.), the word has a way, the name Lingxi, Xinzhou Yongfeng (now Guangfeng District, Shangrao City, Jiangxi Province) native.

A famous poet of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms at the end of the Tang Dynasty. In the second year of Tang Qianning (895 AD), he ascended to Jinshi, and seven years later (902 AD), he was appointed as a school scholar, and he sang and sang with Luo Yin, Fang Gan, and Guan Xiu. He is the author of 7 volumes of "Lingxi Collection", and one volume of poems today. Its famous sentence "an inch of time and an inch of gold" has been widely spread among the people so far.

In the first year of Zhongxing in the Southern Tang Dynasty (958 AD), Wang Zhenbai died of illness in his hometown, when the Liang Dynasty was in the Liang Dynasty, the imperial court gave Wang Zhenbai the title of "Shangzhu Guogong" for the Guanglu doctor, established the "Daogong Ancestral Hall", and was buried in the moat outside the west gate of the city in Guangfeng District.

Speaking of the rush of time, the old man suddenly felt quite emotional, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

So Mu Hao asked why, and the old man said: "I sigh that time is in a hurry in the world, the years have passed, the youth is not there, and there is nothing to do!" ”

Mu Hao's heart perked up after hearing this, and he couldn't help but think of himself, he had spent 20 years in vain before he became a stepping stone to an ordinary specialty. Maybe even if you can officially graduate, there may not be a good way out, so I am also quite emotional.

"I want to cry when you say it!"

The old man said: "You are the future of the motherland, different from me..."

The vast majority of people are following a predictable path, and at the end of this road, what you can see is sometimes not what you want. As a result, people will fall into despair, and some people will choose to pursue other paths, some people will choose to pursue in the spiritual realm, and some people will choose to pursue in the material realm.

For example: Li Shutong

He has two identities in this life, a charming genius and a monk outside the world.

In the first half of his life, he was an artistic giant in the "Twenty Articles in the Sea", whether it was music, drama, calligraphy, painting, and poetry, he was a first-class master, and he was the originator of modern Chinese art. However, when his fame reached its peak, he chose to abandon his wife and children and escaped into the empty door, leaving the world with an unfathomable mystery.

He is Master Hongyi and Li Shutong.

In China's 100-year cultural history,

Uncle Li is recognized as a generalist and a genius.

He was a pioneer of China's New Culture Movement.

It was the first to introduce oil painting, piano and drama to China.

Good at calligraphy, poetry, danqing, music, gold and stone,

It is a god-like existence in the entire academic world.

It wasn't until many years later that Pu Shu said in his cover of "Farewell":

"If this is the lyrics I wrote,

I can die here on the spot..."

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green

The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered

Life is rare to get together, only parting more

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green

Ask you when you will go, and don't linger when you come

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered

A pot of turbidity sprinkled with all the joy, don't dream cold tonight

When he was fifteen years old, Li Shutong sang "Life is like the day of the West Mountain, and wealth is like frost on the grass." ”

August 28, 1941

Master Hongyi dictated the will,

Arrange every detail of the aftermath calmly.

At 8 o'clock in the evening on the third day of September,

The Dharma Master passed away in the Sutra Buddha name,

After seven years, the shrine was exhausted in Chengtian Temple,

More than 1,800 relics were left behind.

Before his death, Master Hongyi left a masterpiece,

Those are the four words that have shocked the world to this day: a mixture of sorrow and joy.

A lot of emotion in one person can have a very profound impact on another person, and this influence is sometimes deep-rooted.

The boy said, "The journey you are talking about... Where is that place called Da Song? ”

"The dynasty established by Taizu Zhao Kuangyin!"

"Grandpa... You're really kidding, going to an era that no longer exists, it's a bit ridiculous! ”

"No... I'm not kidding you, my trip is to find people who are willing to go to the Great Song with me! ”

The old man's words made Mu Hao a little incomprehensible, looking for someone to go to the Great Song Dynasty together, this is to form a group! So he asked, "Do you mean to take us modern people back in time?" ”

The old man said: "Not only modern people, but also ancient people!" ”

Mu Hao said: "I don't know... Why is that? ”

"For the dream!"

"Dreams?"

"Not bad! My dream! ”

Mu Hao said: "A big Song dream? ”

The old man said, "Not bad! It's the Great Song Dream! ”

Transcending the limitations of space and time, gather all the forces that can be summoned to create a dream, which began in the year of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty.

From today onwards, the old man will begin his journey to be the convener of this dream, bringing all the people together in one place.

That place was: "Meicheng!" Meicheng a thousand years ago! ”

"Anyway, this dream has begun, would you like to join?"

The old man sent out the first invitation:

The object is a student who embarked on the road to study in the north, a young and ambitious teenager, "Mu Hao"!