It's like being in another world.

As far as the eye can see, there is no boundary, the waves are empty in the distance, there are no boats, no people, not even the shore.

The two of them were on top of the ocean, and suddenly a very large wave poured down on their heads, and it felt like a wall had fallen, pressing on their heads, painful and helpless.

They wiped the water from their faces, opened their eyes, and made sure that the other was still there, and there was a smile on their lips.

With a wave of the wind's long sleeves, the wind was calm and clear.

"Are you afraid?" Feng'er looked at him and said.

"Of course." Kong Qigang wanted to admit that he was a little afraid, but suddenly thought that as a man, he should show the courage he should have in front of a woman, even if he was very afraid. Hurriedly said, "Of course I'm not afraid!" ”

"Then I'm not afraid." She smiled, a heartfelt smile, bright and determined.

"Brother stingy, I was suddenly curious about one thing, can I ask you? But don't be angry! All right? Feng'er said coquettishly.

She didn't look like she was on the unfathomable sea, but in a garden full of spring light.

At least that's what Kong Qi thinks, what a strong heart this girl has! It suddenly reminded him of a joke about another girl who had said that she would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on the back of a bicycle.

It's a world of difference.

Kong Qi nodded and smiled, "You ask!" ”

"If you were to die now, but before you died, you were allowed to do one thing, what would you want to do the most?" Feng'er said playfully, with a longing and sincere light in her eyes.

This is indeed a difficult question to answer, Kong Qi closed his eyes.

A lot of thoughts came to his mind, he wanted to see the purple clothes and .......; His parents are getting old day by day, and he will do his best to make them live in ....... old age. He was going to ...... the girl in front of him; But there was only one thing he wanted to do.

He opened his eyes in pain and said, "I have a younger sister who was born blind, and I once coaxed her to say that I must help her get her eyes healed." At the time, I was just trying to make her happy, because I wasn't sure. But when I saw her nodding desperately and saying with a smile, 'Brother is the best', I knew that I owed her a promise, and it was my brother's responsibility. Now that I'm going to die, I'm going to give her my eyes, and maybe there's another way to restore sight to this little girl, and I'm going to do it without hesitation, because how much she longs for the light. And after I died, I was convinced that she could always see this beautiful world in my place. ”

As he spoke, he burst into tears, and the wind opposite him was already crying!

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

In this sinking sea, they rise and fall, and they don't ask anything.

After a long time, Yu'er chanted: "The Yangtze River is continuous, and the bitter sea is endless. ”

After a while, he said abruptly: "In the world, there is a very long river, called the Yangtze River, which flows endlessly from west to east day and night, nurturing hundreds of millions of living beings. And in the underworld, in the deepest and far places, there is a bitter sea, vast and endless, stubborn for a long night, and it cannot be changed. This is the sea of suffering. Falling into a sea of suffering, endless punishment, no life and no death, no recovery. ”

Kong Qi saw that she was desolate, and comforted: "Jiren has their own natural appearance, we will go out, there must be a way to get out." ”

The corners of Feng'er's mouth were raised, and she smiled playfully, and said, "Brother stingy, you sing so well, sing me a song!" ”

Kong Qi thought for a while and sang:

Entering the rivers and lakes, the rippled water retreats.

And a piece of pure song will be paid to the moon soul.

If you want to complain to the waves, you are afraid that the waves will be light and thin, and you will not understand each other.

Thinking of parting love and hate, the form is only a shadow, who is with Wen Cun?

Holding a night tour, how to be black, tender and right.

The evil waves are poured through, but there is, a bowl of bitter water, but it makes people drunk.

Because it is lingering, ask where to go, can you return by boat?

The bitter sea is boundless, and there will eventually be a time to dry up, and the dance is long and the wind returns.

The singing is sometimes low and long, mournful and moving, sometimes leading to singing, full of ambition.

"It's so good, you're singing it again." Feng'er looked at him affectionately, with great admiration.

Kong Qi hurriedly avoided his eyes and sang again.

Until she sang countless times, Feng'er's eyes were confused and longing. It seems to revel in the song, forgetting the confusion, the pain, the hopelessness, and even the threat of death.

Suddenly she burst into passion, and sang with him:

Because it is lingering, ask where to go, can you return by boat?

The bitter sea is boundless, and there will eventually be a time to dry up, and the dance is long and the wind returns.

The male voice is high-pitched and loud, and the female voice is low and compassionate, like the sound of heaven.

The wind waved its sleeves lightly, the breeze blew gently, and the song was sent far away with the long wind.

"What a sea of bitterness is boundless, and there will be a time when it will dry up!" An old and desolate voice came in the wind.

Follow the prestige, you look at a leaf boat, haunted by the storm. I saw an old man in the distance, rocking a heavy and broken wooden boat, heading this way.

Feng'er smiled and teased: "Whoever says that the son is bitter, there is more bitterness than the son." ”

Kong Qi shook his head and said with a wry smile: "At the same time, the end of the world has fallen into people, why should we have known each other when we meet, everything is a floating cloud." ”

As he spoke, the boat gradually approached, and the old man was pale, ragged, tall, and awe-inspiring. As soon as Kong Qi saw it, he gave birth to a sense of intimacy.

I only heard the old man smile heartily: "Listening to the singing voices of the two, there is a kind of spirit to wear through the prison, what a hero is a young man!" The old man was impressed. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Kong Qi said: "The wind and fire burned the deserted house, the bitter sea waves broke the boat, the old man knew his fate, and he was happy in the suffering, which made the younger generation admire it very much." ”

"The little brother has a chapter, the world is insightful, he can see through the old man's state of mind at a glance, I don't want to meet two people in the aftermath of this catastrophe, which is enough to comfort his life, come on the boat quickly." The old man smiled and handed the wooden paddle to the two.

Kong Qi asked Feng'er to grab the oars and climb onto the boat first.

He said, "Thank you, uncle." Then he pressed his hand on the side of the ship and jumped up. When he fell, the sound of the water sounded, but he stood in the water, up to his knees.

It turned out that there was already half a cabin of water in the cabin.

Kong Qi was puzzled, and thought to himself: "Is this boat leaking?" ”

The old man smiled, holding a scoop the size of a bucket in his hand. said: "Don't be afraid, although this is an open boat, but I have a scoop, and when I have time, I will scoop the water out, and the broken boat will sink." ”

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves, scooped up the water with a scoop, and dumped it overboard. When the two saw each other, they looked around for tools to scoop water, but there was nothing. There was only an oar, a boat, and an old man.

They looked at the old man, who was very old, lonely and desolate. Infinite mercy, perhaps there is nothing more pitiful in the world.

They hurriedly bowed the water with their hands, and took them out one by one, spilling them out!

Kong Qi saw the water stains on the face of the wind, not only tears or sweat, but also sea water! None of this matters, what matters is the big smile that blooms on your face.

Suddenly, I heard Feng'er say: "Uncle, isn't it in vain to scoop it out like this, and the water leaks in again?" ”

"Yes! But if you don't scoop the water out, the ship will sink, and my old man will sink to the bottom of the sea, and he will never appear. The old man said with a smile.

Kong Qi wondered: "Uncle, after we drain the water, we will plug the loopholes with wooden boards and glue, so we don't have to work so hard." ”

The old man looked up to the sky and laughed and said: "Little brother, I don't know, the Jade Emperor has cast a spell on the loophole of this ship, even if there are wooden boards and glue, it can't plug the gap. ”

The two of them were shocked at the same time, and said in unison: "Jade Emperor! Who are you? ”

"Don't hide it from the two, the old man's surname is Sima, and the single name is changed."

This shocked Confucius, is the old man in front of him a person in the field of historiography through the ages, the originator of the creation of the style of writing, Sima Qian of the Western Han Dynasty? He couldn't believe his ears.

To tell the truth, in the 5,000-year cultural history of Huanghuang China, there are three people he admires the most, namely Sima Qian, Cao Xueqin, and of course, his ancestor Confucius.

The rest are general!

He couldn't help but ask: "Are you Mr. Sima Zi, the elder who wrote the general history "Historical Records"?" ”

Sima Qian smiled and nodded, and said, "Not bad." It's old decay. ”

Kong Qi hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed in the water, and arched his hand and said: "Mr.'s brilliant masterpiece has been praised by later generations as 'the swan song of the historian, the rhyme of the separation'." The younger generations are deeply admired and admired, the teacher is on top, and the students are worshipped!"

The kind old man hurriedly picked up Kong Qi and said: "In the history books of later generations, there are many sweaty cows, and the old man's book is just a cow's hair, which is not enough to worry about. ”

The more humble you are, the more respectful!

The glorious image of the historian is getting taller and taller in the eyes of this literature lover Kong Qi, looking up like Mount Tai and the Big Dipper.

The water was still growing, and Sima Qian leaned down and continued to scoop the water, falling into deep thought. Kong Qi and Feng'er saw that he was thoughtful and stopped talking. Follow Sima Qian, hold water in your hand, and sway as before.

Time slowly passed, and the water in the cabin slowly became shallow. Kong Qi thought to himself: "The water here is constantly pouring up, and the old man is constantly scooping it out, and if he slacks off, the boat will capsize and die, and he will suffer a catastrophe." How sad and helpless it is! ”

The three of them worked together, and it took two hours, and the water surface became shallower, and everyone's feet were revealed.

Kong Qi and Feng'er were already overjoyed, and were about to cheer and jump.

But I saw something even more desperate.

When they were about to congratulate Sima Qian on the results of their busy work for a long time, they caught a glimpse of two iron chains tied to the old man's feet and neck.

A thick chain at the mouth of the bowl!

One end was fastened to the gang of boats with a huge steel cone, and the other end was tied to the old man's bony feet.

It's a bitter drama in a sea of suffering.