Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn the Maluku Islands, Wu Yuanqing stayed for four months. Even the Spring Festival is spent here. Those Lingnan people in the fleet don't feel anything, like Wu Yuanqing, Changle Dynasty, Baishan, these hundreds of people from Chang'an, they all feel dizzy on the day of the Spring Festival.

Wearing short sleeves and shorts, I had a Spring Festival without heavy snow, and I didn't feel like a holiday at all.

During this period, Wu Yuanqing took two ships to the Banda Sea to look for the Banda Islands twice, but the Banda Islands are just a few volcanic islands in the vast sea, which are too small, even if the direction and distance can be known, it is not easy to find if you are unlucky.

Twice took advantage of the excitement and returned disappointed, Wu Yuanqing also temporarily died of his mind to find it, and his mind was focused on picking spices on Maluku Island.

As for the Banda Islands, it's good to stay in the future, anyway, this place belongs to the Tang Dynasty from the moment it is found by itself, and there will be the world in the future, and there will be a chance to discover the Banda Islands.

"Brother Yuanqing, are we going back?" Looking at the shipwright sailors who were carrying some necessary living utensils from the makeshift house to the ship, Changle asked expectantly.

"yes, I'm going back." Wu Yuanqing smiled and nodded.

After four months of toil, fifteen ships had been filled with spices, and the purpose of the trip had been achieved, and it was time to return home.

From the beginning of last year to the present, it has been a whole year since I left Chang'an with Changle, and it is time to go home.

Changle hopes because she finally starts to miss home, her parents, and her siblings. Wu Yuanqing smiled because he was always homesick, his parents, his daughter-in-law, and his younger siblings.

Hopefully, smile as they are going home.

After leaving the Maluku Islands, Wu Yuanqing was in a good mood, on the one hand, because he was going home, on the other hand, because of the huge harvest of this trip, he found the spice island full of spices, just this one, Wu Yuanqing felt that even if Li Shimin did not pardon his innocence, at least he would be punished lightly. Not to mention that there is also a land rich in gold and silver, and rare timber everywhere has been found. No matter how you think about it, Wu Yuanqing thinks that he should be regarded as a great meritorious.

What if he abducted Changle and ran away from home for more than a year, everything has happened, not to mention that raw rice is cooked and cooked, how can it be regarded as raw rice, the possibility of Changle marrying someone else is not very large, he has made great contributions, and the guilt to bear has been greatly reduced, since he left Chang'an with Changle, Wu Yuanqing's mood has never been so relaxed and happy as now.

In a good mood, Wu Yuanqing naturally wanted to show his singing voice and express it.

When the wind and waves are calm, he stands on the bow deck of the ship, facing the breeze and singing: the sea is smiling, the tide on both sides of the strait, the ups and downs are remembered with the waves. The sky is laughing, the tide is in the world, who loses and who wins, God knows. The rivers and mountains laugh, the smoke and rain are far away, and the waves sweep away the red dust and the world. The breeze smiled, but it was lonely, and there was still a night photo left of pride. The common people are laughing, no longer lonely, and the pride is still smiling and laughing. La.....

When the wind was high and the waves were strong, he sang to the shipwright and sailor in the cabin: The bitter sand, the feeling of blowing the painful face, like the father's scolding, the mother's crying, will never be forgotten. When I was younger, I liked to be alone on the beach, rolling up my pants and stepping barefoot on the beach, always fantasizing that there was another world at the end of the ocean. I always thought that the brave sailor was a real man. Always look weak and can't help but look like a bad seed, when being bullied, I always hear the sailor say, he said what is this pain in the wind and rain, don't be afraid to wipe away your tears, at least we still have dreams, he said what is this pain in the wind and rain, wipe away your tears and don't ask, why......

At night, standing under the vast stars, he sang to Changle: "The sky that looks up is a man's sky, the boy who once dreamed under the starlight of the sky, I don't know how high the sky is, I don't know how far the sea is, but I vow to take you away, to the cape of the sky, irresponsible oath I am young and frivolous, I found my fragility when I was lost in the dark, looking at your crying red eyes, thinking about the door far away, the stars in the sky, please light the lamp of hope for me, the stars light up, illuminate my door, let the lost child, Find the way I came, light up the stars, illuminate my future, and warm the hearts of children with a little light............

When he was anchoring and replenishing, looking at the broken waves rolling on the seaside, he sang to Changle: "You who slowly disappeared from the distant seaside, your original blurred face gradually became clear, you want to say something but don't know where to start, only put it in the bottom of your heart, walk on the beach blankly and watch the tide come and go, in vain you want to remember every wave, want to say love to you but are blown away in the wind."

, suddenly turn back to you there, if the sea can bring back the love I once had, let me spend my life waiting...........

Anyway, it's all songs related to the sea, listen to the sea, look at the sea, I think I'm the sea, the old man and the sea.... Wait, wait, Wu Yuanqing is a different song and another song.

When the fleet was about to arrive at the Qiongzhou Strait, Wu Yuanqing began to change the theme of the song again, and began to sing sadly: The children who left home are wandering outside, there are no good clothes and no good cigarettes, and they finally find a job to work hard, with tears in their hearts and sweat on their faces, and the children who left home have trouble sleeping at night, thinking of their parents in the distance, tears flowed down their faces, flowers have bloomed in spring, autumn leaves are yellow, it has snowed in winter, you must not catch a cold, the moon is full, the moon is full, the moon is full, and another year has passed, not this child, I have no worries in my heart, It's hard to live in a foreign land.......

Return to the heart like an arrow.

On the return trip, the fleet barely docked again, except for the necessary supplies, and this trip took more than three months and four months.

It was May last year when they left Guangzhou and they came back in May. When the fleet entered the mouth of the Pearl River, Wu Yuanqing stood on the bow of the boat and changed the song: the clouds of my hometown floated in the sky, it kept calling to me, when the breeze around me blew gently, there was a voice calling to me, come back, come back, wanderer of the world, come back, come back, stop wandering around, step on heavy footsteps, the road back is so long, when the breeze around me blows gently, blowing the fragrance of the hometown soil............

The song echoed far away on the sea, on the river, and the people on the passing ships all looked at them like fools.

Wu Yuanqing has long been accustomed to this, and he has felt this kind of look countless times in his own fleet, especially on his own ship, and his face has long been refined.

The more others look at it like this, the louder he sings with his head held high and his heart does not change.