At the Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge, I heard the train's introduction to the bridge again, but my mood at this time was no longer as happy as when I went to Yunnan with my second son to study art. Forget the surging Yangtze River water, regret, feelings, melancholy, and hesitation all come to my heart. But when I thought that I would soon be able to see Xiangping, I would have a wave of apprehension and ecstasy. A quarter of an hour later I got off at Nanjing West Railway Station.

The rolling flow of people, I walked out of the station with the flow of people as quickly as sawdust drifting in the water. The sweltering Jiangnan weather, sparse scattered snacks. There are also a large number of brothers and sisters who are in full swing to grab business. At this time, a middle-aged man came over and said to me, "Brother, where are you going?" I replied, "Futang" because I had heard Mi Xiangping say that she had an aunt in Futang. The middle-aged man said: "Brother, this is still some distance from Futang, and it costs more than 200 yuan to take a taxi, so you might as well take my motorcycle." By the way, I only need 40 yuan for gas. I said, "How much is the bus?" The middle-aged man said: "The bus is jammed, you see it's almost noon." You have to reverse the car more than a dozen times, and you have to get to the ground at five or six o'clock in the afternoon. If you want me to take you all, it's a short walk and you'll be there in fifty minutes. I looked at the middle-aged man in front of me, but I saw:

'A swarthy face, unkempt hair. He is tall and has big feet, and his shorts are difficult to cover his ugly limbs. The shoulders are broad and the waist is round, and several pinches of chest hair are killed. Although the words are true, it is inevitable that the yellow teeth will be exposed. Although the vision is shallow, how can it hide the fierce light. It's really a native and a demon, with a strange and fierce face. ’

I hurriedly said, "No need, big brother, I have other things, I'll go to Futang later." ”

After the middle-aged man left, a young man came up after a while, and his speech was still similar to that of the middle-aged man. Within a few minutes, seven or eight people came around, and they started to do something to me. I can see that they just want to touch me to see if I have any money in my vest, although I know it, but this is unfamiliar, I still smile and flatter them as I walk. It was at this moment that another woman of thirty-one or twelve years old appeared, but saw her:

The Xiali car stopped, and a woman showed her true face.

Shoulder-length hair, thin and clear powder neck.

The small jacket covers the breasts, and the jade arm carries the key rope.

Crop top half-exposed. Long legs and plump hips.

Ankle sandals tie, step waist twist.

Look closely at the eyebrows and sideburns, and the eyes are black and blue.

The pink is red and halogenic, and the small mouth is painted vermilion.

The earrings are beaten, and the gold is dazzling.

opened his mouth and smiled, and he couldn't kill his life. ’

I saw her push through the crowd and say to me, "Brother, are you going to Futang?" Come with me sixty and I'll send you. As soon as I heard about the price of sixty, and the urgency of it, I hurriedly followed her into the Xiali.

After getting on the bus, I asked her, "How far is Futang from the West Railway Station?" She replied, "Not far." "She told me that the ruffians were all in the same group. She is not afraid, her eldest brother and even their family are very powerful on this side, and she often rescues people like me. I am gratefully grateful.

After about half an hour, I looked like I had entered the suburbs. I asked, "Sister, how far is Futang?" She replied, "It's almost there, and it's just ahead." But with her answer, the car entered an abandoned factory ten minutes later. I hurriedly asked, "Sister, what is this place?" The woman said, "My friend's house, I'll pick up some things for myself." "I looked out the window with relief, but that's when I saw seven or eight motorcycles in the abandoned factory. And in the factory, it is all prime-age singles. My heart was furious, and I was just about to ask, but the woman's Karma stepped on the brakes and stepped on the car, and she opened the car door and walked out. My heart was pounding. I think it's broken, and I've run into the underworld. Sure enough, after a while, a middle-aged man came out first. He nodded to me as he walked, "Come here," and when I saw that things were not good, I hurriedly pinched the jumping knife in my pocket. I stepped out of the car door。。。。。。。

It's still the same old look, and the middle-aged man starts to scratch and pull around my body. I saw that there was really no way, so I had to deal with him with a smiling face. He almost turned my waistcoat over. After touching it all over again, he still didn't give up and repeatedly patted me and asked, "What are you doing in Nanjing?" I replied, "I have a relative in Futang." He slapped and asked, "What's your relative's name?" I replied, "The woman's name is Mi Xiuhua, my aunt, and the man doesn't know what it's called." "He made sure I didn't have any money before he went back to the house. After a while, the woman came out again, pulled me up and drove out of the abandoned factory.

The female driver was no longer as kind as she used to be when she got into the car. After driving dozens of kilometers, she parked the car on the side of the road. I hurriedly asked, "Sister, is this Futang?" She replied, "Yes." In desperation, I gave her sixty yuan to get off the station in the middle of nowhere.

Thank goodness for Sweet Apple. She taught me to put the money in my panty pocket to get away with it. Finally, I waited for a long-distance bus, and I realized that the distance from Nanjing and Zhenjiang is the same.

finally found the Futang that Mi Xiangping said. But the rich pond is big, where can I find a Mi Xiangping with two arms and legs? At this time, I seemed to feel that what the two sons said was indeed true, and I fell for the chicken. But my heart!

It's hard to give up, it's hard to give up.

Yi Qi Qian's shadow, embedded bones into the marrow.

Its appearance is in the brain and in the intestines.

Yiqi's voice often lingers in my ears.

Yiqi jade is like a constant disturbance.

Thinking about the form, the heart is haggard first.

Love the past, the bones wither first.

Mu Mi Xiangping, regret in this life.

Hate Mi Xiangping, pit me in this life.

How will I lose my body first.

What will she be, God knows.

Saying that I was pitted, it doesn't seem like memories.

Say that Yi Qing is true, why abandon me?

What is the sky? Let me fall into evil.

What is the blue sky? Ling Yihua butterfly. （1）

Where am I going? Where am I going?

Second son, Xiaofei, Uncle Huang, Chunpeng.

Lao Wu, Kuroko, Xiao Zhuo and Song.

Daji cheated and deceived on the pit, and continued to bump into the gangsters.

Helplessly, I returned to Ninghe, and when Uncle Huang saw my haggard appearance, he asked me a few words first, and then distressedly told me to rest for a few days. The second son said: "San'er let the chicken play, look at his bear-like, no interest." Uncle Huang scolded: "Second son, you still laugh at others." Look at the same as an adult, you look at Hei, Wu, San'er all have something to do with this. When will you do something like this, I will be reassured. "Exactly:

There are 404 patients, but lovesickness is uncomfortable. It doesn't hurt or itch in the heart, and it makes people thin in a sloppy way; It's easy to pass when the day is good, but I'm most afraid of twilight. There will be an itch in my heart, and one or two coughs and coughs! (Excerpt from Ming Feng Menglong's warning world)

I couldn't sleep for three or five days, and I relied on each other in my dreams for more than ten days. My hair is like artemisia, and my head is full of carcicorns. Tea doesn't want to eat, and I don't want to lament for Xiangping every day. Sometimes I hide my face and cry, crying that I can't fight for myself. Sometimes I yelled at the second and yelled at them, and they disturbed my good marriage. But the time of a thief is money. Uncle Huang urged me to go to work day by day. And I seem to have lost faith in life. Uncle Huang is good to me, I know. But the beauty of Xiang Ping and her soft and gentle body in her memories seem to be more attractive to me than Uncle Huang's. Precisely:

Jia Rui thought of Wang Xifeng, and Fengyue Baojian took his life.

The sperm is left in a puddle of ghosts, and only then do you understand that women are fire pits. （2）

Uncle Huang is very worried about my business. One day, Uncle Huang took a tabloid from Ning and the local area for me to read. I asked Uncle Huang, "What are you looking at?" Uncle Huang smiled and said, "San'er, you'll talk about it after you've seen it." So I picked up our peaceful local newspaper, which was only sent once a week. Only then did I realize that Uncle Huang had folded the newspaper and only the part he wanted me to read. I picked up the newspaper and saw it read:

'A hundred-year-old life, why bother to think about it. In reality, I am often surprisingly annoyed. There is no this, no that, nothing more than no emotion. Most of the people who think about luxury will not be satisfied. People are always talking about what to do in the future. But after all, it was later, at least there were many frustrations in front of him. Every day, everyone is holding their heads and fooling around, what is a well-off life, what is the national economy? It's as if it's all the government's business. And as long as I solve the daily expenses of food, clothing and family, it seems to be enough. Therefore, people do not know what an economic take-off is, they only know that their lives are getting better day by day.

Watching the government's wonderful performance, those resentful women and husbands were also shouting: 'We are saved, you see, the nursing homes are eating noodles now, so why don't we wait for the young lady when we are old.' Moreover, after an ordinary farmer reaches the age of 60, he can still receive a government subsidy of 50 yuan a month. Then when we are old, don't we take Wu Bai in a month. There are only a few people, dozens of people, or hundreds, thousands of people who are sad in frustration. ’

And these hundreds and thousands of sad people, they may be the aforementioned husbands and resentful women. They may be desperate gamblers who have suffered in their careers. They may be the fools who pre-decided on a big crime. They may also be the juniors or elders who have family disagreements and family quarrels. But in any case, sorrow is a silverfish that occupies their hearts. Little by little, it is forcing them to deteriorate and decay until they die. So, sadness is a precursor to social unrest. Sadness is also a bumpy period that some successful people have to go through. Grief is a challenge and opportunity that comes to life as an adult. Of course, sorrow is also a time when the fallen pioneers cannot look back. When they are whimpering with sorrow. When their hearts are filled with grief. When they are so sad that they pick up a butcher's knife that they shouldn't hold. When they were angry, they rose up again in sorrow. That friend, sorrow is undoubtedly aging. Grief is also undoubtedly urging people to seek their own destruction. Grief is also a starting point for the destruction of human beings. Sorrow has also become a source of human sorrow or depression. Everyone may say that they will feel differently when faced with sadness. Originally, different life experiences naturally create different sorrows. He was penniless, and he was probably grieving for poverty. He was widowed for half a lifetime, and he may have felt depressed because of his loneliness. His career is in trouble, and he may be distressed that he has no one to help him. If he can't afford to be sick, he may be sad because of the brevity of life. Therefore, different circumstances create different sorrows. But different sorrows also produce different results. When Liu Bangwei was in the Han Dynasty, he once avoided things and went to his brother and sister-in-law's house with guests. My sister-in-law was tired of not doing her job properly, and she came to bother her. It is pretended to scrape the kettle with a spoon for the soup, and the guest is gone. Xi Hanxin was Xiang Yu's halberd officer. repeatedly tried to interfere with the strategy, but Xiang Yu could not use it in the end. In the past, Chen Ping was the captain of Yin under Xiang Yu. and Liu Bang destroyed Yin, Xiang Yu wanted to kill Chen Ping to vent his anger. Chen Pingnai hung up the seal and fled. Crossing the river, the boatman saw that the beautiful husband was walking alone, and suspected that he would have gold and jade to hide his body if he fled. Eyes, want to kill in order to get rich. Chen Pingwu is undressed naked and helps the boatman to walk. The boatman knows nothing, but stops. The sorrow of their time made future generations feel cold when they saw this. But later they all became a generation of heroes because of their sorrows. Liu Bang complained that there was soup in the kettle and scraped the kettle with a spoon to order the guests to go. Called the queen, he made the king of Qi king, the king of Dai, and the son of his only brother shall not be king. Bang's father said: "The emperor has the surname Liu, so why should he make his brother's son not be Hou Ye?" Bang said: "A certain person is not forgetful, but his mother is not virtuous." He has scraped the kettle and made me sorrowful. "In October of the seventh year, he was named the Marquis of Jietang. Han Xin was unable to use the king because of repeated interventions, so he fled Chu and returned to Han. The king of Han is to build an altar to worship the generals, Han Xin built the plank road of the Ming Dynasty, secretly Chen Cang, and the Han King Dingsan Qin, save the Han Emperor Yu Xingyang, capture the Wei Wang Leopard, break the Dynasty soldiers to capture Zhao Wang Xie, the north Ding Yan Dong Dingqi, more than 70 cities, the south defeated 200,000 Chu soldiers, killed the famous general Long And, the front row of Jiuli Mountain ambush on ten sides, and sent six generals to force Xiang Wang to die at the Wujiang ferry. Alack! Xiang Wang Wujiang's self-inflicted sorrow, would he have thought that he would not use Han Xin to cause the current evil consequences. Han Xin set up a formation in front of Jiuli Mountain and forced King Xiang to death, did he also take revenge for the sorrow that King Xiang brought to him when he didn't use his strategy. Xi Chenping was frightened and hung the seal and sealed the gold, and in the panic, he fell into the ugly scene of being stripped of his clothes by the boatman. But when he gained power in the Han Dynasty, he actually used a counter-trick to make Fan Zeng and Xiang Yu suspicious of each other. As a result, King Xiang lost the world when the world was already settled. But Chen Ping made up for the sorrow brought to him by the boatman's stripping of clothes. (King Xiang sent an envoy to Han, and King Han took Chen Ping's plan to be too fast.) When he raised his head, he saw that the Chu envoy was shocked and said: "I thought that the Ya Father (Fan Zeng) made it, but he took it in exchange for evil food." "The envoy sued King Xiang, and King Xiang suspected his father. And his father was angry, and soon he died on his back. Therefore, King Xiang was defeated because he had no strategy and no strategy. So, grief is also inadvertently pushing society forward. Sadly, it is also making an indelible contribution to the development of human civilization. But most people still don't like sorrow, and people only focus on joy. Therefore, those who are very sad will be forcibly labeled as having poor ability to work and low IQ. And as they are grieving, we should perhaps feel injustice and pity for their experience. The same people with nine limbs and nine holes are also the masters of their parents, but their experiences are heartbreaking. What happened to them has to make us feel sad about it. Therefore, we can see the Ming Dynasty great writer Feng Menglong's pen, (Yu Shi Mingyan) (Warning World General Words) (Xing Shi Hengyan) in these three words of those who are not talented and wise. We can also see the gang of misguided sad guests in the books of Qing Ling Mengchu (Surprise at the First Moment) (Surprise at the Second Moment) and Qing Pu Songling (Liao Zhai Zhiwei). Their farce has been unbearable for a while. Their sorrow is a strange scene of life and death. Therefore, sorrow is a fashionable new furniture composed of many helplessness. If you don't open it, you will feel disturbed, and when you open it, you will feel that in addition to its exaggerated appearance, deep down it is empty and makes people feel even more depressed and gloomy. So, for people with sorrow, it is a philosophical book, and it needs the greetings of many friendly readers. With sad people, it is a jar of stinky tofu. When you hear that it's infamous, you never walk away. Because to put it more broadly, it allows us to see the stories of Liu, Han, and Chen told by Shicai. In the novel, it allows us to see the valuable life experiences gathered by the pen of Feng, Ling, and Pu. So, let's focus on sorrow, it is sorrow that leads us to a shortcut to success. Let's focus on sorrow, and it is sorrow that gives us the most precious life experience without any effort. ’

After reading this article, it seems that these words have nothing to do with Lan Xiangping. I silently closed my eyes, tears streaming down again.

It's an ancient temple again, and it's still the fat monk. He was still reading aloud with a Sanskrit scripture. I stood at the door of the main hall like a layman, quietly watching the actions of the great monk. At this time, the monk was still reading his Sanskrit intently, as if he had not seen me. After a long time, I felt bored and had to cautiously say to the great monk, "Master." The monk looked at me and said,

"Sanskrit reciting Sanskrit, and the monk purifies his body.

In front of the Buddha, the flowers are offered to the world, and the flowers are held in the hands to move the hearts of mortals.

The world of flowers is infinitely good, and the long-cherished fate is a Buddhist.

My Buddha's compassion and enlightenment come from, and I don't like what I want in front of me. ”

I was stunned for a moment, but I still said, "Master." The monk smiled at me again and said,

"When you fall into the world, you can't be in the world, but you can remember the words.

The third generation became a Buddha and the Buddha's heart moved, and once he was full of disasters for the emperor.

The qi technique has long been exhausted, and the princess has tears on her lips.

Meishan was really lonely when he hanged himself, and he reincarnated into a small three body after his death.

Little San, wake up! My Buddha is compassionate to all suffering, relics, the color is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is also color. The same is true of what you want to do. ”

With the roar of the great monk, I was so frightened that my soul flew away. But at this point I seem to be reminiscing about the past. I am Emperor Chongzhen at the end of the Ming Dynasty. I am Master Hanshan, and I am the great monk of the Song Dynasty。。。。。。。

My brain hurt terribly, and then the big monk yelled at me again: "Little San, wake up!"

When Buddhist disciples enter the mortal world, they should do good deeds.

Thieves add to the hands of sin, rob and fall back to the door of sin.

It is rare to kill yourself to become a martyr, and dig up the roots of the evil rats in vain.

There is no door to hell to deaf to, and quickly dust off the sins of this life. ”

With the roar of the great monk, he slapped me the fontanelle. As soon as my eyes were dark, I saw a small gatehouse that looked like a temple gate unfolding in front of me. I cautiously looked up at the plaque on the gatehouse. When I saw the plaque, I was scared out of the sky. I saw that there were three big characters written on it, "Xudu City".

I shook my hand and pushed open the gate of the capital city. It's not as scary as I thought it would be. It is a very simple and straight antique commercial street. The difference is that there is no one on this street. Only a swishing cold wind blew. The wind blew to the bone, and the wind blew the soul. The brains of this wind are cracked, and this wind is terrifying. The wind was so cold that I shivered and took another cautious step forward. I felt someone shouting at me, and when I turned around, I saw that the crazy Taoist priest was dragging a man with a chain to a yamen in the city. Far away, I thought he was dragging a mouse the size of a dog, but when I looked closely, Uncle Huang's flesh and blood were blurry, walking with the Taoist priest like a dog. I shouted Uncle Huang, only to see the Taoist priest throwing at me with a big chain with a sleeve and saying, "Wrongdoer,

On the other side of the Ganges River, there are mountains that are either Buddhas or immortals.

Painstakingly conspired to become the right path, and the road turned to the mountain.

Listen more to the death of the foothills of Shanguo Mountain, and finally take a shortcut to the top of the mountain.

Rich and learned, true charity, the powerful Buddha is also happy.

Life is the most afraid of treacherous dangers, and loyalty is no two evils.

Turned around and went straight to the Ganges, but there was no way to cross the bank.

Become an immortal and free of money. Faithfulness and perseverance will ascend to heaven.

Xinxiang moves the god card, and the Taoist law is not idle.

Little San, you're here too. Come with me to Hugh. ”

The chains were heavy and heavy, and I wanted to get out of them, but I couldn't break free from the chains of the mad priest anyway. At this time, the fat monk appeared again. He was fighting a crazy Taoist priest. I heard the great monk roaring:

"The red-robed Arhat was reincarnated in the world, and the three ups and three downs were called Xiao San.

Practicing the hands of flowers and wishful hands are all long-cherished obstacles.

The Tao is not idle, and it is chilling to think about it.

The thousand-year-old iron tree is easy to bloom, and it is difficult to be born once you enter the world.

Little San'er, wake up quickly! ”

I know they seem to be fighting for something. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I hurriedly ran out of the capital city. When I am out of the capital city, I can still hear the shouting and scolding of Taoist priests and monks.

When I woke up, I was sweating with fear. When I opened my eyes, I saw Uncle Huang looking at me with a smile. I said, "Uncle." Uncle Huang said: "What do you think, sweating so much." San'er, your body is too weak. "I don't dare to talk about the dream just now, because this is not the first time I have had such a dream. At this time, Uncle Huang said: "San'er, have you finished reading the newspaper?" I said, "Look, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with a woman." Uncle Huang picked up the newspaper again and said, "This is a newspaper from three years ago, I think what he said makes sense, so I brought it to you." If you think it's useless, I'll take it. But San'er, thinking about a woman is like that, you don't have to take it seriously. "Although my mouth is full of promises, I think in my heart. Xiangping, you want to kill me.

(1) Turning into a butterfly refers to the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. Zhu Yingtai disguised herself as a man and studied with Liang Shanbo for three years and became brothers of the opposite sex. But when Liang Shanbo knew that Zhu Yingtai was his daughter. He asked the matchmaker to propose marriage. Zhu Yingtai has been a classmate for three years, and the day is bright and the moon is bright. Once married, the former Qingming Dynasty equalized the turbid water and rejected Liang Shanbo on the grounds that it was eastward. Liang Shanbo died of depression. Later, on the day when Zhu Yingtai married Ma Wencai, the son of Taishou. When the sedan chair came to the cemetery of Liang Shanbo, Jiulong Market. In an instant, the wind was fierce, the ground cracked, and the landslides collapsed. Liang Shanbo's tomb automatically cracked open and devoured the sedan chair carrying Zhu Yingtai. Then the earth overlapped, and the wind disappeared. This frightened the crowd of relatives, when someone proposed to dig up Liang Shanbo's grave and rescue Zhu Yingtai. They saw a pair of butterflies fluttering out of Liang Shanbo's grave. And made a human statement: "They are the incarnation of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai." ”

(2) "Dream of Red Mansions" records that Jia Rui fell in love with his sister-in-law Wang Xifeng. flirting in the back garden was not biased, and Wang Xifeng's way was again. As a result, due to the wind cold, the cold and lovesickness became ill. Jia Ruizhen was in a dream, and the nonsense in his mouth was nothing more than that finger to tell the lack of fun. But time often looks at the drowning and semen, and what I see can't live. Fortunately, a lame Taoist priest gave him the mirror of the Wind and Moon Treasure Book. And the Taoist told him that he could only look in the mirror from behind. Jia Rui looked at Wang Xifeng from behind the mirror as a pink-faced skeleton. But one day, out of curiosity, Jia Rui looked in the mirror from the front. He saw Wang Xifeng waving to him. Then he himself entered the mirror. That Wang Xifeng made a hundred ** postures, but saw that he undressed slowly, and touched his skin delicately. Out of shame, selling thousands of postures. At every turn, the figure is charming. Smiled, his chest trembling. It is really the fairy in the painting who fades the tulle, and the shy body should be suitable. That Jia Rui is the restless Yanagishita Megumi, he is a restless little lewd worm. Therefore, the clothes and hats are removed, and the rough skin and thick flesh are revealed. Hurried strides, wheezing like a cow. Thinking about Yunyu is not afraid of shame, hugging the baby to the head of the bed. Jia Rui and Wang Xifeng went to bed together. As a result, I woke up with an oops. Jing walked a big puddle. The sweat is dull, and it is difficult to survive panting. Look at the cotton under your feet and be powerless, and the eyes are open. Woohoo mourned and went.