After the end of the song, Ah Hua breathed a sigh of relief and thought: Alas, this woman is infatuated with me. How sad that is.

"Even the timbre is different on a day like this!" said the colt, looking up at the clear sky behind the snow. Indeed, that is due to the different weather. Without the walls of the theater, without the audience, and without the dust of the city, the sound of the piano would be unhindered through the clear morning sky of winter, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Although she is not self-conscious, she always takes the canyon of nature as her listener and practices playing in solitude. Over time, her plucking naturally has power. This loneliness dispels sorrow and contains a bold will. Although it is somewhat basic, it is undoubtedly necessary to practice complex tunes on your own, and even to be able to play them freely without the score

It is necessary to have a strong will and unremitting efforts.

In Ah Hua's view, this kind of life can be said to be futile, and it can also be said to be a lament for the future. But this kind of life may be valuable to her, so she can play the sonorous sound of the piano. Ah Hua couldn't distinguish the dexterity of her slender hands by her ears, so she only understood her feelings from the strings. But for the foal, he is probably the most

Good listener.

When he began to play the third piece, "All Birds", it was probably because of the beautiful and soft music that the goosebumps on Ah Hua's face began to disappear, and he became warm and peaceful, staring blankly at the foal. In this way, he deeply felt a kind of affection.

The delicate and straight bridge of the nose, although it looks a little thin, but the cheeks are crimson and very vibrant, as if whispering: I'm here. When the two beautiful and rosy lips were slightly closed, they seemed to glow red, making them look extraordinarily moisturized. The cherry mouth opened wide as she sang, but it closed again quickly, and it was as lovely as her body had

The charm is the same. Under the slightly curved eyebrows, the outer tips of the eyes are neither upturned nor drooping, as if they were deliberately straightened, and now they are dripping and a little childish. She didn't give it, but the geisha life in the city left her with a pale complexion, and today it seeped into the color of the mountains, delicate like a freshly peeled lily or the bulb of an onion, even to her neck

It is slightly reddish, and it looks exceptionally clean and flawless.

She sat upright, unlike usual, and looked like a young girl.

In the end, she said that she would play another song now, so she looked at the score and played "Xinqu Pudao" ["Xinqu Pudao", the title of the song, a long song with the theme of the legend of Pudao. Composed by Kangoro Kikiya and Kandama]. After playing, she clamped the plectrum to the strings and the posture was casual.

She suddenly became charming and charming.

Ah Hua simply didn't know what to say. The foal didn't care about Ah Hua's criticism, and happily showed an innocent look.

"The geisha here play the shamisen, and you can tell who plays it just by listening to the sound of the piano?"

"Of course, you can tell that there are less than twenty people. Playing "Du Du Yi" ["Du Du Yi", also known as "Du Du Yi", a popular love folk song] is better distinguished, because it can best show everyone's style. ”

So she moved her right leg on the spot, which was sitting on her knees, and then took the shamisen and put it on her belly, twisted her waist to the left, leaned to the right, looked at the shamisen handle, and said:

"That's how I practiced when I was a kid. ”

"Black-haired-......"

She sang childishly while playing "jingle bell jingle bell".

"Did you first learn to sing "Black Hair" ["Black Hair", one of the long songs?" "Oooh. Komako shook his head as he had done when he was a child. After that, even if he stayed overnight, the foal no longer insisted on rushing back before dawn.

"Sister Ju. From far in the hallway, a shout of a raised tail sound rang out. The foal took the little girl of the inn into the quilt and played with the little girl until almost noon, when she took the three-year-old girl to take a bath.

After taking a bath, while combing the little girl's hair, she said:

As soon as the child saw the geisha, he raised his tail and shouted Sister Koma, Sister Koma. Whether looking at the photos or pictures, anyone who combs her Japanese hair in a bun thinks it's 'Sister Pony'. I like children very much, so I understand the psychology of children, and I said, 'Jun, can you go to Sister Koma's house to play?'"

With that, the foal stood up, walked to the hallway, and sat down leisurely on the wicker chair.

"People in Tokyo are all in a hurry, and lo and behold, they've started skiing. ”

This room is located in a high corner and has a view of the ski slopes at the foot of the mountain.

Ah Hua also looked back from the kotatsu, and saw five or six people in black ski suits skiing on the dry ground at the foot of the hill on the slope. The terraced ridges over there are not covered with snow yet, and the slope is not large, which is really boring.

"It's like a student. It's Sunday, isn't it? What's the point of skating like that?"

"But how beautiful they are skiing!" said the colt to himself.

"It is said that when a geisha greets a customer on the slopes, they are surprised and say, 'Oh, it's you!' because the skiing tanned their skin and they are unrecognizable. And at night it is always after makeup. ”

"Are you wearing ski suits too?"

"It's snow pants. Ah, it's annoying, it's annoying! When we met at a banquet, they said, "See you at the ski slopes next year." No slippery calculations this year, goodbye. Hey, Jun, let's go! it's going to snow tonight. The first night before the snow was particularly cold. ”

After the foals got up and left, Ah Hua sat on the wicker chair she had sat on, watching the foals take Jun's hand and walk back from the slope at the end of the ski resort.

The clouds and mist are shrouded, and the mountains in the shade and the mountains in the morning overlap each other, and the sun and the sun are constantly changing, revealing a desolate scene. Not long after, the ski resort suddenly fell into a slumber. Looking under the window, I saw frozen frost pillars hanging on the withered chrysanthemum fence. The sound of melting snow on the roof, dripping down from the downpipe, is incessant.

There was no snow that night, but after a burst of hail, it began to rain again. The night before I went back, the moon was bright and the weather was cold. Ah Hua called the foal again, and although it was almost eleven o'clock, the foal still said that he wanted to go for a walk, but he did not listen to any persuasion. With a bit of roughness, she dragged him up from the futon and forced him out.

The road is already icy. The village slept quietly under the cold sky. The foal lifted the hem of his clothes and tucked them into his belt. Yue'er was as white as a knife on a crystal ice cube.

"Let's go all the way to the station. ”

"You're crazy, it's a mile back and forth. ”

"You're about to go back to Tokyo, I'm going to check the station. ”

Ah Hua froze from his shoulders all the way to his thighs.

Back in the room, Komako was listless, and put his arms deep into the kotatsu, and unlike usual, he didn't even take a bath.

The quilt on the kotatsu was left untouched. That is, put another quilt on top of it. The mattress was spread all the way to the kotatsu hearth. Only one sleeping berth was laid. The foal was roasting by the hearth, bowing his head, and making no sound.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going back. ”

"It's all stupid. ”

"Alright, you can sleep. That's what I'm like. ”

"Why go back?"

"If you don't go back, just wait here until dawn. ”

"It's boring. Don't make a fuss. ”

"Who's making trouble? I'm not making trouble. ”

"So ......"

"Hey, people are uncomfortable. ”

"Oh, I see. It doesn't matter. Ah Hua smiled, "I don't want to do anything to you." ”

"Nasty!"

"You're so stupid, you're still running around like that. ”

"I'm going back. ”

"Why go back. ”

"I feel sad. Oh, you'd better go back to Tokyo. I'm so sad. ”

The foals quietly lay their faces on the kotatsu.

The so-called "sad" may be that she is worried that her relationship with the passenger will sink deeper, right? Or is it that she is trying to control her depressed mood at such a time? Has her feelings for herself developed to this point? Ah Hua pondered for a while.

"Go back to Tokyo. ”

"I was going to go back tomorrow. ”

"Yo, why do you want to go back?" said Komako, raising his face as if he had realized.

"Even if you stay, I won't be able to help you. ”

She looked at Ah Hua shyly, and suddenly said in an impassioned tone: "You are not good at this, you are not good at this!"

The colt stood up anxiously and put her arms around Ah Hua's neck unguardedly, she was almost confused, and said casually, "You shouldn't say such things." Arise, call you up. She lay down herself, too fanatical to herself. After a while, she opened her gentle and moist eyes: "Really, you can go back tomorrow." After she said it calmly,

Picked up the strands of hair that had fallen out. Ah Hua decided to leave at 3 p.m. the next day. While he was changing clothes, the innkeeper quietly called the foal out into the hallway. Ah Hua heard the foal reply, "Yes, you can count it for eleven hours." "Probably the shopkeeper thinks sixteen or seventeen hours is too long.

When I look at the bill, I realize that everything is counted according to the time: if you leave before 5 o'clock in the morning, you will count until 5 o'clock, and if you go before 12 o'clock the next day, you will count until 12 o'clock. Komako wrapped a white scarf around his coat and carried Ah Hua all the way to the station. Ah Hua passed the time, went to buy some local specialties such as Mu Tianzhi pickles and canned mushrooms, and walked to the front of the station with twenty minutes left

Walking around the plaza a little higher, I looked at the scenery around me and thought, "This is a narrow area full of snow-capped mountains!"

The foal's thick black hair looked even more mournful in the silence of the gloomy valley.

On the mountainside downstream of this river, somehow, there is a place where a faint ray of sunlight casts.

"Didn't the snow melt almost when I came?"

"However, if it snows for two days in a row, it will immediately accumulate six feet thick. If it is connected, the lamp of the telephone pole over there will also be buried in the snow. If I think about you or something while walking, I'll probably hurt myself by hitting my head on a telephone pole. ”

"Can it be that thick?"

"I heard that at the middle school on the street in front of me, when it was snowing heavily, students jumped naked from the window on the second floor of the dormitory into the snow early in the morning. All of a sudden, the body was completely submerged in the snow, and I couldn't see it. They paddled through the snow as if they were swimming. There's a snowplow parked over there, too. ”

"I want to come to enjoy the snow, but the inn will be very crowded in the first month, right?

"How laid-back are you, do you just spend your days like this?" said Komako, looking at Ah Hua's face, "Why don't you grow a beard?"

"Well, I want to stay. Ah Hua stroked the blue stubble of his freshly shaved beard and thought to himself: a beautiful wrinkle brushed the corner of his mouth, making his peaceful face look more handsome, maybe Komako took a fancy to this?" ”

"The crow crows are annoying, and I don't know where they are chirping. It's cold!"

The foal looked at the sky, crossed his hands over his chest, and hugged his arms.

"Let's go to the waiting room and make a fire. ”

At this time, Ye Zida, who was wearing snow pants, turned from the side street to the main road of the train station and ran over in a hurry.

"Ah, Sister Ju, Brother Xingnan...... Sister Foal!" Ye Zi gasped, as if a child was trying to avoid something terrible and hugged his mother, and grabbed Komako's shoulders: "Go back quickly! Hurry!"

Komako endured the pain in his shoulder, closed his eyes, and his face turned white. But unexpectedly, she shook her head categorically and said:

"I'm seeing off guests, I can't go back. ”

Ah Hua said in surprise:

"What else to give, that's it. ”

"No! I don't know if you're coming. ”

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

As if he hadn't heard anything, Leaf anxiously grabbed the foal and said:

"I hung up the phone at the inn just now, saying that when you arrived at the station, I rushed here. Brother Xing is looking for you. ”

The foal endured motionlessly, and suddenly shook her off and said, "No!"

At this time, the foal staggered two or three steps, and he wanted to vomit, but nothing came out, his eyes were moist, and he had goosebumps on his face. The leaves tensed and stared blankly at the foal. However, because the expression was too serious, I don't know whether it was anger, shock, or sadness! Like a mask, it looked very simple.

She turned her face, grabbed Ah Hua's hand coldly, and blindly raised her voice and said with begging:

"Oh, I'm sorry, please let her go back, let her go back!"

"Okay, I'll tell her to go back!" said Ah Hua loudly, "Go back, fool." ”

"Did you say that!" Komako said to Ah Hua as she pushed the leaf away from Ah Hua.

Ah Hua was about to raise his finger to point at the car in front of him, but his fingers that had been grabbed hard by Ye Zi were a little numb.

"I'll let her go back in that car right away, can you go first? Here, it's not good, people will see it!"

Ye Zi nodded again and again: "Hurry up, hurry up!" she said and turned around and ran, unbelievably fast. Seeing the back of the leaf gradually disappearing, Ah Hua's heart swept through the undeserved doubt of this occasion: why was that girl's expression always so serious?

The beautiful voice of the leaves, almost mournful, seemed to be the echo of a snow-capped mountain, which still haunts Ah Hua's ears to this day.

"Where are you going?" "When Koma saw that Ah Hua was going to look for the car driver, he dragged him back, "No, I won't go back!"

Ah Hua suddenly felt a physical disgust for the foal.

"I don't know what the relationship between the three of you is, but isn't the young master dying right now! Go back. Otherwise, you will regret it for the rest of your life. Maybe before we could speak, he would die. So what to do? Stop being stubborn and just let everything go down the drain. ”

"No, you're misleading. ”

"Wasn't he the only one who saw you off when you were sold to Tokyo? Didn't you write about him at the beginning of your earliest diary? Is there any reason not to send him to the end? Go and write you down on the last page of his life. ”

"No, I don't want to see a man die, I'm afraid. ”

It sounded like it was ruthless and overly amorous, and Ah Hua was a little confused.

"What a diary, I don't keep anymore. I'm going to burn it all. Koma muttered to herself, blushing for no apparent reason. "Ah, you're an honest man. If you're honest, I'll give you all the diaries. You're not going to laugh at me. I think you're an honest man. ”

Ah Hua couldn't help but be deeply moved, and felt that this was indeed the case, and there was no one as honest as himself. So, he no longer forced the foal to go back. The foal was also silent.

The shopkeeper walked out of the pick-up office at the station where the inn was stationed and notified that the ticket was being cut. Only four or five locals in gray winter clothes were silently getting on and off the bus.

"I'm not on the platform anymore. Good bye. The foal stood by the window of the waiting room. The glass windows are closed. From the train, she looked like a strange fruit in a fruit shop in a deserted village, abandoned alone in a glass box blackened by soot.

As soon as the train started, the glass windows in the waiting room suddenly brightened, and the foal's face glittered in the bright light, and then disappeared again. This face was as red as the one reflected in the mirror on a snowy day in the morning. In Ah Hua's view, this is another color between fantasy and reality.

The train climbed the mountain at the county border from the north and passed through a long tunnel, only to see the faint sunlight of the winter afternoon swallowed up by the darkness underground, and like the old train shedding its bright shell in the tunnel, between the overlapping mountains, towards the twilight valley. It hasn't snowed yet on this side of the mountain.

After a short drive along the river, we came to a vast field, the top of which seemed to be carved by a fine workmanship, from which a gentle diagonal line emerged, which stretched to the foot of the mountain. The mountain is covered with moonlight. This is the only view at the end of the wilderness. The faint sunset reflects the entire mountain landscape in a deep royal blue, and the outline is clearly emerging. Although the moonlight has faded, the afterglow is endless, and

It does not give people the feeling of cold winter nights. There is not a single bird in the sky. At the foot of the mountain, as far as the eye can see, stretches far to the left and right, and near the river, there is a white building that looks like a hydroelectric power station. It was the only thing left through the car window, in the bleak twilight of winter.

As a result of the heating, the windows began to be covered with a layer of water vapor, and the flowing fields outside the windows gradually dimmed, and the images of the passengers were translucent on the window panes. This is the ever-changing scenery on the mirrored surface reflected by the setting sun. The old, faded passenger car has only three or four carriages, and it seems that it is not a train on the Tokaido Line, but somewhere else. The lighting is also very good

Bleak.

Ah Hua seemed to have sat on something unrealistic, lost the concept of time and distance, fell into a trance, and let it carry his body in vain. The monotonous sound of wheels sounded like the words of a Gothic woman at first.

The words are staccato and rather brief, but they are symbolic of the Gothic woman's struggle to survive. He was so sad that he could not forget it. However, for Ah Hua, who was gradually moving away, it was now a distant voice that only added a little to his sorrow.

Yukio died at this time, right?Why didn't Komako insist on going back?

Will this fail to send the man to the end?

The number of passengers is intimidating.

There was only a man fifty miles away, sitting opposite a red-faced girl, and the two of them were just talking. The girl's round shoulders were draped with a black band, and her cheeks were as red as fire, and she was very beautiful. She leaned out and listened intently, happily answering each other. Looking at the appearance of the two of them, they are on a long journey.

However, when he arrived at the railway station, where there was a chimney of a textile factory, the old man hurriedly removed the wicker box from the luggage rack, unloaded it from the window onto the platform, and left the girl with a sentence of "then, we will meet again if we are fated," and got off the train and left.

Ah Hua couldn't help it, tears were about to burst out of his eyes, and even he himself was shocked. This situation made him feel more and more that the old man was saying goodbye to the Gothic woman and going home.

I never dreamed that the two of them would just meet by chance in the same car. The man is probably a single gang or something.

When I left my hometown in Tokyo, my wife told me that it was the season for moths to lay their eggs, and that suits should not be hung on hangers or walls. When I came, I found that there were six or seven big yellow-brown moths hanging from the decorative lamp hanging under the eaves of the inn. There was also one on the hanger in the three-bunk room next door, which was small but had a thick torso.

The windows are still covered with summer insect screens. There was also a moth, as if attached to a screen window, silently motionless, with its yellowish-brown tentacles like small feathers sticking out. But the wings are transparent pale green and as long as a woman's fingers. The mountains on the opposite county border have been draped in autumn colors under the sunset, and this pale green gives people a kind of death

feelings. Only the overlapping parts of the front and rear wings are dark green. The autumn wind blows, and its wings flutter gently like tissue paper.

Is the moth still alive? Ah Hua stood up, walked over, and flicked his finger through the screen. It didn't move. Hit it with your fist, and it fell like a leaf, and then fluttered again halfway through.

If you look closely, there are countless dragonflies floating in the cedar forest. Like dandelion's fluff fluttering.

The river at the foot of the mountain seems to flow from the top of a cedar tree.

The hills bloomed with flowers that looked like white-bearded branches, shimmering with a silver light. Ah Hua looked greedily.

When I came out of the indoor hot spring, I saw a bald woman sitting at the gate. Why did she come to such a poor country? Ah Hua walked over and saw that it was full of common Japanese cosmetics and hair accessories.