Faced with this situation, he couldn't help but think of a poem his father taught him when he was a child, and couldn't help but mutter:

"There are many cemeteries on the north and south hills, and the Qingming Festival sweeps each other.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, tears and blood stain red cuckoos.

The fox sleeps on the mound at sunset, and returns to the children at night in front of the laughing lamp.

If there is wine in life, you must be drunk, and a drop of it has ever been to Jiuquan. ”

This poem "Qingming North and South Mountains and Many Tombs" is a poem by Gao Zhu in the Song Dynasty, which is a portrayal of life!

In this way, people came and went in a "V" shape in the mountains and forests. At this time, everyone's mood is heavy, and they send remembrance and sorrow to their ancestors, so they lack language communication.

A layer of loess and a layer of coffins form the distance between life and death, separated by yin and yang, and this distance has become the most distant distance in the world!

In the silence that followed, he poured out the wine in the cup again and again, and drank the wine in the bottle again and again, which became a repetitive rehearsal of following the rules.

Inadvertently, he set his sights on the tomb of Miao Yunchang, who was also a teacher and friend not far away, and that tomb was the only one that survived under the whirlwind, and he originally planned to pay tribute. But at this glance, he was stunned, for at this moment stood a man in front of the tomb silently like a sculpture, with a slightly hunched back, gray hair, and a wisp of smoke rising in front of him.

It turned out to be Miao Hanxiang, which made his heart shake strongly.

In the past few years, the stubborn Miao Hanxiang has never been to his son's lonely grave once, because he always firmly believes that an excellent hunter will not die in the belly of a beast, otherwise it is a great irony! However, on this Qingming Festival, he stopped his daughter-in-law and grandson who were coming. Perhaps, it was because of his hope that his son never came back, so he wavered and gave up the persistent belief in his heart, and had to face the clothed mound of a few bones in this grave, which was a kind of desperate abandonment!

Everyone who stands in front of the dead and lives will have a heavy load in their hearts!

Miao Hanxiang also looked over to this side, and the eyes of the two people met. Miao Hanxiang pointed in the direction of Tao Zhenkun's home, and Tao Zhenkun waved his hand back.

Then, Tao Zhenkun watched him staggering along the path of the mountains and forests, leaving only an old and haggard back.

The gentle spring breeze blowing in the face, like a lover's first kiss, gives people a comfortable and comfortable feeling of intoxication.

I don't know how long it was, when Tao Zhenkun woke up, he didn't know where he was, when he found that he was lying on his father's grave asleep, the black tiger was still by his side, the wine bottle was empty, and the sun was already in the west. He wiped the corners of his wet eyes, his stomach burned uncomfortably, and his head was a little swollen. There was no one outside, and he sat there and was stunned. The wind was blowing, and the thin clouds rising in the sky were like nets cast by fishermen, but they were fishing for everything on the earth.

The black tiger on the side made a whining sound, he turned his head to look, and looked at the place where it was looking, and saw that it was a wild boar swaggering not far away looking for food, its belly was greatly expanded, and it was known from experience that it was not due to the swelling of the swelling, but a pregnant female who was about to give birth. The sound of the black tiger made the wild boar vigilantly spot this person and dog, and after realizing the existence of danger, it was frightened and panicked. In front of his father's grave, he had no intention of killing. Seeing that its owner did not give any instructions for action, the black tiger did not pursue it, so he quietly guarded the side. In fact, if it were to be used elsewhere, this wild boar would not have become the object of his hunting, because any real hunter will not kill indiscriminately, and will let it go when encountered, and pregnant females need to reproduce offspring, and they cannot be allowed to become extinct.

I just don't know if this beast can feel the mood of humans at this time?!

In fact, life is just a simple process from nothing to something and from something to nothing!

In fact, life is the same, everyone is a hurried passer-by in this red dust, he thinks it's just that the father is a passer-by who left too early, which makes people regret and sigh!

Seeing that it was going to rain, he was still a little sober and signaled that he would go home. He got up and put the bag on his back, picked up the shotgun, stroked the head of the black tiger and said, "Are you hungry too?" Let's go back. ”

The bun placed on the stone slab is safe and sound, and without the owner's words, it will not be moved, even if it is delicious.

Dizzy, he looked at his father's grave and said sadly, "Dad, I'll come to see you again when I have time."

After a sigh he was gone, feeling heavy on his feet, as if he were a foot deep and a foot shallow, and after staggering a long way, he looked back at his father's grave.

Some people say: The dead are not guilty, but the living are guilty!

This is not unreasonable, for the deceased, after the burial, the first period, the third period, the hundred days, and the paper festival should be burned, and it will not stop for three consecutive years.

He still felt weak, sleepiness came in bursts, and his eyelids were fighting, but he was thinking about his mother and wife at home, so he insisted on walking back, and the black tiger followed him.

A cuckoo flew overhead and landed on the dead branch of an old poplar tree not far away. This bird is sometimes annoying because it calls endlessly day and night. Its cry is characteristic, as if it were saying a word.

Some say it's saying, "Sow the grain!" Hurry up and sow the grain!"

Some say it's saying, "Work on the tide!" Work on the tide!"

Cuckoo has many names, Chinese name: cuckoo, Du Yu, Zigui, dove, birddove, Won Gu, Xie Leopard, single bird, English name: Cuckoo.

Poems. Zhaonan (Zhaoyin Shao) (Magpie's Nest) "Cloud: Wei Magpie has a nest, and Wei Gu lives in it.

Nest parasitism is a special reproductive behavior in which it lays its eggs in the nests of other birds, and the prosthetic parents incubate and brood on their behalf.

A buzzing roar came from the distant sky, and when he saw that it was an airplane, the size of an ordinary kite, he cursed: "It must be the abominable little Japan!" ”

It is a national shame to allow the aggressor's plane to fly rampantly in the airspace of one's own country!

When Tao Zhenkun came to the magpie bridge, he was drunk and his legs were paralyzed, so he sat on it, his body slowly lay down, and he put the pocket on the pillow, he really wanted to fall asleep. He usually doesn't drink much, but he really drinks too much.

The black tiger crouched beside him and guarded, and it didn't know how its master could be like this today. After a long time, it began to become impatient, first muttering around Tao Zhenkun, then pulling him with its claws, and then pulling his clothes with its mouth, but it couldn't wake up the sleeping master. In desperation, it was quite human, so it ran home.

Tao Zhenkun's wake-up was not because anyone woke him up, but because the sound of the melting ice in the river suddenly broke and drove him away from a moment of sleep, the waves in the river splashed, and some water droplets crashed onto the bridge deck. He sat up in a panic, and the giant-like water drum was the first to leap into view. His sorrow was like a sharp weapon colliding with him, but it was not his eye that was stabbed, but the heart that was torn and spasmodic and painful! It is said that this water drum car is the masterpiece of his father, who designed and supervised it and put in more effort than the others. Now he is gone, but he lets the living see things and think about people!

In his grief, in the distance, a dog followed.

Liu Xingmei at home will not worry about Tao Zhenkun's safety, because he is an excellent hunter, and he is accompanied by a shotgun and a black tiger. But after the day of being ashamed of the west, I couldn't help but feel a little worried in my heart! When she saw that the black tiger ran back to the house by himself, and she didn't see her man, she was flustered, especially when the black tiger was around her and pulled her clothes with her mouth, she didn't know what was going on, and then she became scared, so she shouted into the house: "Mother, you stay at home well, I'll go out!"

In this way, she hurriedly followed the black tiger towards the magpie bridge. When she saw Tao Zhenkun sitting alone on the magpie bridge, her hanging heart slowly relaxed.

"What's wrong with you?"

Tao Zhenkun shook his head.

"Are you alright?"

Tao Zhenkun nodded.

"Are you dumb or stupid?"

Liu Xingmei squatted down, only to find that his face was full of tears with his head down, and at the same time he smelled the rich smell of smoked wine.

"What are you crying about?"

Shocked, she wiped his tears for him.

Tao Zhenkun pursed his lips in a daze, without words.

Liu Xingmei sighed lightly and said, "Men don't flick when they have tears."

Tao Zhenkun smiled bitterly and said, "It's just because I haven't reached the sad place!"

Liu Xingmei understood why he was crying, helped him up, and saw that he was still staggering and unable to stand on his feet, so she said: "You took the wine to commemorate your father, but you enjoyed it." If you get drunk and don't come back to lie down, if you don't get eaten by wild beasts, you will have to become a frozen ghost, and if you fall into the river, you can't feed Wang Ba, where will others go to find you?!"

"Graveyard."

"Who knows where you'll go!"

"Graveyard, that's the way to go!"

Liu Xingmei was stunned for a moment, and when she understood this meaningful words, she snorted and said, "It's too early for you to go!"

"I-I-I found that you-you-this mouth never wished me well!"

Liu Xingmei burst out laughing and said, "I didn't really curse you."

"I know that."

"You don't drink much, why do you drink so much, isn't this looking for sin yourself?!"

"'There is wine in life that must be drunk, how can a drop ever go to Jiuquan'?!"

Liu Xingmei bent down and picked up the shotgun, put it on her shoulder, and commanded the black tiger: "This time you are sighing." Black Tiger, you're holding that pocket. ”

The black tiger really picked up the pocket.

When Liu Xingmei helped Tao Zhenkun to walk back, Tao Zhenkun put his arm around Liu Xingmei's neck and said, "Meizi."

"Hmm!"

"You are my wife and my confidante." The drunken Tao Zhenkun couldn't help but think of Wu He when he talked about his confidante. When she came to the house two days ago, she said that her father-in-law's Qingming would not let her take Wangwang to sweep Miao Yunchang's tomb, but she didn't expect Miao Hanxiang to sneak there behind his family's back!

"You want to write again?"

Tao Zhenkun looked around in a daze and said: "'During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village'. ”

"Just this little bit of ink in your stomach, sooner or later you will dry it, don't stink. It's also elegant, that is, me, if others hear it, the roots of my teeth will be sour!