"Smoker, how did you and Robben meet?"

"At that time, after I arrived from Hunan, I was penniless in Guizhou, and I happened to pass by the ancient town of Yuzhi, so I simply wanted to sell and sing in Yuzhi to earn some food and cigarette money. The sky does not fulfill people's wishes, and the rain always falls without warning. Hungry, I found a roof to hide from the rain so that my guitar didn't get wet, and finally I fell asleep hungry, and then Robben woke me up and invited me to his shop for a meal and a "Castle in the Sky" coffee. But the rain never stopped, and I didn't even have a place to stay, so Robben asked me to sleep in a bed with him, and we talked very speculatively, and even made me feel like we were late to see each other. I also stayed in the rain for a while to make enough money to continue wandering, and of course, it bothered Robben all the time. ”

"Bai Luomei said: 'All the encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence.' Robben turned his head while steering the steering wheel and said, and then turned on the car music, it was Xu Wei's "Travel", and the three men sang together with a tacit understanding:

Who drew the heavens and the earth, and drew me and you

Make our world colorful

Who made us cry and surprise us

Let's just love each other and meet each other

Always say goodbye, reunion and separation

Always on a long road

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The song is not long, but the first note grabbed my ears, and the lyrics are not long, but it is as beautiful as a poem, without flowery words of disease-free moaning and random piling up, this short section of lyrics, whether with the title of the song or with the melody, are incomparably perfect, this song has the deep flavor of entering the WTO, and also has the birth of the fontanelle. Those simple images: pine waves, wind chimes, butterflies, sunset, like colorful flowers at hand, in the chorus, the innocence of children and the wisdom of the elderly form a perfect harmony. This journey called life, those beautiful people or things that we have met in life, those people and things that we have to say goodbye to, while happy to meet and sad goodbye - "always to say goodbye, to get together and separate, always on the long road". Maybe the scenery along the way makes you linger occasionally, but sometimes it is not as expected, "Who makes us cry and surprises us, let us love the maple like this............"

Returning to Xitang again, Qiao Bing'er rushed to Anjing Bridge with a drawing board, Anjing Bridge is standing in the traffic center to Xitang, the bridge is arched and circular, the bridge head is towering, looking around, you can take 3 rivers and 3 bridges into your eyes, sighing that thousands of years ago the river was the road, and the boat was walking, which was an extremely suitable place for sketching.

Lin Jiashu and Shen Jihao, a couple, are happy enemies who grew up with Shen Yan'er. As for Ye Wei, she may have gone to the beach in Jinshan again. Lu Chenyang sat on the stone steps on the bank of the river, smoking a cigarette and playing.

"Chenyang, introduce you to someone, his name is Zheng Fang, a wandering singer, a friend I met in Guizhou." Robben shouted at Lu Chenyang.

Lu Chenyang turned around and got up and hugged the guitar, looking at the smoker, who was still carrying his tattered cheap guitar for hundreds of dollars.

"Hello, my name is Lu Chenyang, and I play classical guitar." Lu Chenyang stretched out his hand.

"Hello, my name is Zheng Fang, singing folk songs, wandering around." The smoker stretched out his hand to shake hands with Lu Chenyang.

"When Robben's wedding is over tomorrow, we can play together and have an impromptu recital together." Lu Chenyang smiled generously.

"I'm just a halfway monk, and you can't blame me for messing up your concert. Your guitar is expensive at my first glance, you should be a professional. The smoker joked with a smile.

"Where, the guitar is just the physical carrier of music, and the soul of music is the love given by people. I never felt like a professional when I met people who also loved music, I felt like we should be friends. Beethoven didn't say that he who understands music is free from all worldly troubles. Music is not a collaboration of words and melodies, it has a deeper side that we benefit from a lot............"

"Well, look forward to cooperation."

The group entered the inn, I ran up to the second floor to "paint", pushed open the door and Xia Yao disappeared, and the soy milk fritters on the table were not eliminated by Xia Yao. I hurriedly took out the mobile phone that had been turned off last night to charge, and a series of WeChat messages popped up after the phone was turned on:

"Xiao Chenzi, it's morning, where have you been?"

"Xiao Chenzi, to be honest, did you do anything wrong to me when I slept last night."

"Xiao Chenzi, can you reply to me with a message?"

"Xiao Chenzi, you haven't replied to my message for half a day like before."

"Xiao Chenzi, you left me alone in this unfamiliar place, where did you go chic?"

"Xiao Chenzi, give you one last chance to reply to my message, otherwise I'll leave."

"Xiao Chenzi, if you don't reply to my message, it's already the answer, goodbye."

Seeing the news, I had a headache, Xia Yao has a strong sense of insecurity and is extremely sensitive, so she has a lot of temper and emotional impulse when I don't reply to the message. I used to not reply to her messages, she could cry and play. I sat on the bed and thought about how to find Xia Yao, according to what I knew about her, it was no surprise that I should have entered Xia Yao's blacklist at this moment.

Walking out of the "city in the sky", the angry crowd burst open the embankment like a flood flood filling the trough, roaring, and washing me unstoppably. Xia Yao shouldn't be staying in Xitang at the moment, when she met her on the first day, she didn't have any luggage, only a small backpack with a mobile phone charger and cosmetics, she should have put her luggage in the hotel outside Xitang, after all, the inns in Xitang are not cheap.

So I sailed out of Xitang like a boat against the current. Standing at the crossroads, the traffic is bustling, in just a few minutes. There are hundreds of cars flowing through here, traffic lights remind pedestrians and vehicles to pay attention to safety, I rub shoulders with all kinds of people, the flow of people, like a white ribbon, in the late summer white flowers under the sunshine, knots, and quickly scattered, watching all kinds of people walk by, I envy them, they know that they are running for the goal, know where the next destination is, and I, very confused, looking at the intersection there is a road that may lead to a secluded distance, or it may be a more prosperous street market, I don't know where to go, I don't know how to look for it.

In this town, I looked for a hotel inn located in the four directions, a down-and-out hotel in a quiet corner, and a high-end hotel in the bustling city, but I couldn't see Xia Yao again. I don't know why I'm so anxious to search, I'd rather walk aimlessly, looking for an ethereal encounter, than stop, like I've been thinking: Do I like Xia Yao, or do I need a shadow, put it in my heart, let me like it.

In the twilight evening, there is still no news of Xia Yao, this world is very small, people thousands of miles away can meet, the world is sometimes very big, and people who don't want to see it can miss it around the corner.

I returned to Xitang decadently, the fireworks were curling, the sun was setting in the west, standing on a stone bridge, looking at the light boat floating under the bridge, looking at the water alley winding into the distance, looking at the scattered people walking under the wind and rain corridor on both sides, looking at the leisurely and indifferent Xitang locals, Xitang at this moment is the poetry and painting artistic conception of Tang poetry, Song poetry, and ancient paintings, and I am low and sentimental. I took out my bag and lit it, it is forbidden to smoke here, and at that moment I sneered at the slogan, and at one moment I was full of contempt for myself, and I cursed myself in the bottom of my heart.

"Xiao Chen, what are you doing here?" There was a voice from behind, and I turned around to see Ye Wei and Xia Yao walking towards me.

"Where have you been? Do you know I've been looking for you for a day? I really wandered around Xitang like a fool, looking for you in one hotel after another in the old city outside Xitang. I looked at Xia Yao and asked angrily.

"What are you fierce, Xia Yao and I went to the Jinshan beach to see Qiao Yuan." Ye Wei looked at me who was angry with a surprised expression, this should be the first time she saw the appearance of not smiling and angry, but she maintained Xia Yao, so that the revolutionary friendship between women was established quickly and wonderfully.

"I'll go to the beach with Sister Ye Wei to see, why are you so angry?" Xia Yao poked her head out from behind Ye Wei and shot back.

"If you go to the beach, you will go to the beach, so why did you block me?"

"Is it only allowed that if you don't reply to my messages, I can't block you, I'm annoyed when I see your messages, out of sight and out of mind, what's wrong with simply blocking you?" Xia Yao was behind Ye Wei.

"You, you, you ............" I was powerless to refute what Xia Yao said, and the puffing words did not reach the meaning. After a long time, the cigarette in my hand has burned out, the Mars burning filter emits an unpleasant pungent smell of plastic, there is no trash can on the bridge, and naturally you can't throw away cigarette butts at will in the scenic spot, when I was at a loss, Xia Yao handed over a tissue from behind Ye Wei, I took the tissue and extinguished the cigarette butt and said, "Let's go, go back to the inn."