At one o'clock in the morning, the train started on time, and the city of S went away quickly, and I was going to a strange place. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 From time to time, a glimmer of light flashed outside the info window, and then it was swallowed up by the boundless darkness. I hated the oppression of the darkness, and I couldn't breathe. I'm about to embark on a journey with an uncertain future。。。。。

At five o'clock in the morning, I had already woken up, and the view outside the window was slowly becoming clearer. The people in the carriage also fell asleep greedily and enjoyed the pleasure of sleep. And I haven't been able to really sleep since the winter solstice, and I really don't know if I'm going to die suddenly one day.

"The sun is so big outside!" Before eight o'clock, Li Ming also woke up.

"Yes, what a big sun, how beautiful." Bi Su said.

In an instant, the atmosphere turned sad. I don't know if I will be blessed to enjoy such a warm sun in the future!

The train slowly stopped, and the three of us came to City A. Then there was a three-hour bus ride to the county seat. Then another four hours by car.

In the evening, we finally arrived in the town, and Bisu told us that we would have to take a ride to their village. After a day and a night of hard work, I was exhausted, and my eyelids kept fighting.

"Auntie, have you passed by Bijia Village?" Bisu stopped a woman riding a three-wheeled electric vehicle.

The woman looked at the three of us nervously: "I see that the three of you don't dress like you are local, I advise you not to go, it's weird there..."

"Uh......" Hearing the eldest lady say this, Bi Su blushed suddenly.

Suddenly, a fierce thirty-year-old man walked up to him, he had only one eye and a long scar on his face. He walked up to Bi Su and patted him on the shoulder: "Dog, is that you?" ”

"Uh... Is it Uncle Liu? I'm a. ”

"Poof~" I almost choked to death with my own saliva, I never thought that Bi Su would have such a nickname for such a literary and artistic young man. Li Ming also laughed wildly on the side, waving away the haze of many days in one fell swoop.

"Who are these two?" Uncle One-Eyed pointed at the two of us and asked Bi Su.

Bi Su laughed twice awkwardly when he saw us laughing so happily: "These two are my classmates, our school has been on vacation recently, and they followed me to play with us for two days." ”

The one-eyed uncle's face instantly turned cold, and instead of squeaking, he walked into Bi Su's ear and said a few words that we couldn't hear at all. It seemed that he did not welcome us.

Bi Su's face became a little ugly, and he didn't know what to say to Uncle One-Eyed, but he nodded and said, "Okay, you come with me, I'll send you over." ”

The cold one-eyed uncle instantly reduced my favorability towards this village to zero. I'm starting to have a bad feeling that we're not going to leave so easily.

A tattered tractor takes us into the unknown distance. It is surrounded by mountains and is full of cliffs. Several times I thought I was going to fall, but fortunately, the old driver was superb.

[Bouncing pavement], coupled with the speed of the tractor, the sourness is unbelievable. Finally, when night fell, we arrived at the village.

It was only eight o'clock in the evening, and we could barely see any light from outside, and the whole village was dead silent.

"Why can't you see people in your village?" Li Ming had never been to the countryside, let alone a place surrounded by mountains.

"Uh... It was so cold, they were already sitting in bed watching TV. Bisu said.

In the cool moonlight, I saw that the roofs of many houses were covered with dead grass, swaying in the wind. And some of them only have the next wall erected, which could fall down at any time.

When Bi Su saw me looking around, he said, "Many young laborers have gone to the city to work, and the slightly mixed ones have also taken their parents over, so it looks a little desolate." ”

Oh?! I didn't ask him, what did he explain? I stared at Bi Su expressionlessly, and suddenly felt a sense of strangeness, as if I didn't know the person in front of me.

"It's so windy outside, it's so cold! Bisu, where is your home, take us there. Li Ming shouted.

For a whole day and a night in the car, I kept yawning and urging Bisu.

After walking for about five minutes, Bi Su stood in front of a very dilapidated mansion: "Dad, I'm a dog, I'm back!" Open the door... ”

"Poof~!" I'm sorry, but I still didn't hold back and laughed.

Through the crack in the door, I saw that the lights of one room suddenly turned on. A sound of hurried footsteps came from far to near: "It's coming~"

"Squeak!" With a bang, the door was opened, and it was a thin middle-aged man who opened the door, and he saw me and Li Mingleng and said, "Dan'er, who are the two behind you?" ”

"Dad, that's right. These two are my classmates, and they came to our house for two days! Bi Su said to his father with a smile.

"Then come in, it's so cold outside. I'll let Dan'er take you to your room to rest, and I'll boil you a pot of boiling water. ”

Or Bisu's father is more enthusiastic. Although we repeatedly refused, he kept busy, not only preparing boiling water but also preparing a more sumptuous dinner.

After a day of driving, although I ate a lot of bucket noodles, I was not too hungry. But when I saw the fragrant food, I still had a great appetite and ate a lot.

Although Bi Su's house is a little dilapidated, it is still antique and has a bit of charm. The house I live in has a good sandalwood table (haha, in fact, I don't know what kind of table this is, I thought it was also their house when I watched the TV. There was also a huge screen erected next to the bed, and I walked up to it and saw a woman standing on the wall, but next to it there was a word that had been scraped off and replaced with a relatively new one: fireworks are easy to cold - Jay Chou

The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world

The dream is cold, and there are a few love debts in a lifetime

Such as you default to life and death, etc

Waiting for the rings of the year

The Futu Pagoda broke several layers and broke someone's soul

The pain went straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp collapsed

Let me wait for history to turn around

Waiting for the wine to be mellow and waiting for you to play a guzheng

The rain is deep, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard that you're always alone

The mottled gates are entrenched in the roots of old trees

The stone slab reverberated and waited

The rain is deep, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I have heard that you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate is rooted in us

Listening to the laughter of youth envy many people

The annals of history are too ruthless if they are gentle and refusing to write

Fireworks are easy to cold and easy to separate

And you're asking me if I'm serious

After a thousand years, who is waiting for the deep love of the world

And how can Qingshi not really Wei Shu Luoyang City

If you have crossed paths with a past life

Follow the red dust and follow me all my life

The rain is deep, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard that you're always alone

The mottled gates are entrenched in the roots of old trees

The stone slab reverberated and waited

The rain is deep, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I have heard that you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate is rooted in us

The rain is deep, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard that you're always alone

The mottled gates are entrenched in the roots of old trees

The stone slab reverberated and waited

The rain is raining one after another, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard you've heard you're still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate is rooted in us

Fate is rooted in us

Garan Temple listens to the sound of rain and looks forward to eternity

I have to admit that the lyrics of the fireworks are easy to cold and the picture of a woman looking back is very appropriate, and the handwriting should be written by Bi Su, which is delicate and neat. But the sorrow that flashed in the woman's eyebrows and eyes was not a feeling of being a person but a pain of the skin.