On Saturday, December 22, 2018, the weather was sunny.

Feng Tian and Wu Lie's grandson started their morning exercises, they put on thick winter clothes, and prepared to go to Nanshan Park in Luxiang County to go to morning exercises.

"Nanshan, Nanshan." As the name suggests, its mountain must be located in the south of Luxiang County. It is a well-known tourist attraction in Luxiang County, and it carries too many memories of the Duanmu family.

On the way to Nanshan, the grandfather and grandson began a long and careful conversation.

Wu Lie said as he walked: "Grandpa, why do you say that when you named me in the first place, you called me 'Duanmu Wulie'?" ”

Feng Tian replied, "Have you ever heard of a book called "Chinese"? ”

Wu Lie nodded and said, "I've heard of it, but I don't know much about the content. ”

Feng Tian said: "It is mentioned in "Chinese Zhou Yuxia", 'King Cheng can clearly show his words, and he can determine martial martyrs'." Wei Zhao's note: 'Lie, Wei also. Words can make the text clear and make it clear; Determine its force and make it mighty'. Later, it was called martial arts with "martial arts". ”

Shi Chen nodded again and said, "Oh~ So that's the case." ”

"Do you know who is the most famous person in the history of our Duanmu family?"

Wu Lie was surprised and said, "Who is it?" Grandfather. ”

Feng Tian said, "Have you ever read the Analects? It's that Confucius, and then there's the "Analects" that his disciples said. ”

Wu Lie nodded and said, "Of course I've heard this, and there are many texts about the Analects in our elementary school texts. What is known is known, and what is not known is not known, is wisdom. What I am doing three times a day, being disloyal to someone, blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, ”

Feng Tian said: "Yes, it is this "Analects". Among them, there is a person named 'Zigong', and you can always see that it is written in the book that Zigong asks and asks. ”

Wu Lie said: "There is indeed a man in the Analects. ”

Feng Tian said: "Zigong's original name was 'Duanmu Ci', and like our family, he was surnamed 'Duanmu', and he was called 'Hulian' by Confucius. ”

Wu Lie sighed: "The weapon of Hu Lian? ”

Feng Tian said: "Yes! Hu Lian's vessel, the ancient sacrificial time of the noble instrument of millet grass, the Xia Dynasty called "Hu" and the Yin Dynasty called "Lian". It generally refers to the meaning that a person is particularly talented and can take on great responsibilities. ”

Wu Lie said: "Then is my name the meaning of Wen Neng Cheng Hu Lian and Wu Neng Ding Qiankun?" ”

Feng Tian smiled and said, "Haha, almost." I just expect you to be able to be able to be civil and martial. ”

Wu Lie was surprised and said, "Grandpa, what did you and my dad think at that time?" How can you give me such a good name. ”

Feng Tian said: "Actually, this is your father's idea. ”

Wu Lie said: "Grandpa, I heard that your previous name was 'Duanmu Fengtian', why did you later change it to 'Duanmu Fengtian'." ”

Feng Tian said with emotion: "This matter is a long story, and it has to start from a far, far away time. ”

……

Fast forward to the end of the sixties of the last century, when China had three years of difficult times, and there were already three years of natural disasters. Moreover, at that time, in order to repay the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, China owed the Soviet Union. China's economy is becoming more and more difficult, and there are already many places that are starting to run out of food, and famine is beginning to break out.

In those years, Bong was just in his early teens. At that time, people were very sensible very early. Mukden had to go to work in the fields with the people, and Mukden worked very hard, and every time he went home, he would be tired and half dead.

When he got home, he would be called by Grandma Fengtian to give a lecture.

"Fengtian, you don't have to work so hard in the future, don't you see Captain Zhang's children in his family, they don't have any strength at all, they just play in the hetao."

"Grandma? Why? Didn't you say you had to work hard, but why don't you want to work now? ”

"Child, you have to learn to be smarter, you see that other people's families don't work hard, and you must not work so hard."

"Why? Grandma, it's not good to be lazy and lazy. ”

"Hey~ You kid, why are you so stubborn? Okay, okay~ Then you can do it well. ”

At that time, although Fengtian was very capable of work, he was still very simple. At the age of twelve or thirteen, I still don't understand the complicated things in the adult world.

Xiao Fengtian already had his own outlook on life and values at that time, although Fengtian did not have a father, but he always missed his father in his heart, and always remembered what his father said to him in his dream.

"Light! It is the beautiful world in my heart. ”

What kind of light is the beautiful world in my heart? What does the future look like? He lay on the bed, quietly looking at the portrait of his father hanging on the wall, how he longed to have his father's love again. How longing to experience the beauty of being shrouded in fatherly love again, maybe you don't need too much time to experience fatherly love. But that feeling is really a luxury for Fengtian, that kind of fatherly warmth, as if to experience it deeply again.

"Light!" What is light? Is it the feeling of fatherly love? The stronger the need for that feeling, the more Mukden longs for it. He closed his eyes, his mind thinking back to his father.

"Daddy? Remember the apples you peeled for me? I still remember that although I was young and not very sensible at that time, now that I am older, I have understood a lot of things. I believe what you said, a place full of light, must be the best world. Whether in reality or in the inner world, the future is beautiful after all. A good world, a bright future. You have to believe that you are the best, that the world is beautiful, and that the future must be worth aspiring to. ”

Slowly, Mukden fell asleep thinking about it.

In his sleep he would recall the past and dream of those wonderful things.

He walked alone in an empty world, which was beautiful and bright. Once again, he heard the sound of running water, and it was so pleasant and beautiful. The sun's rays shone on the ground and into the river. Warm, moist and peaceful.

Mukden didn't know where he started to like this feeling, maybe because he had seen his father in a dream. Maybe he really liked the feeling of the wind and the sun.

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