How can I see the doubtful dreams, and the sorrow of each other asks the year.

The prosperity of this Jinan city and county is not comparable to a small county, all kinds of shops, merchants coming and going, all kinds of accents, all kinds of dresses, and Hu people are not uncommon. Yang Xin and the others tacitly agreed that no one would mention the post station, and after entering the city, they bought a house to settle down, and then went straight to the market. The bazaar was surprisingly big, Yang Xin was afraid of missing it, one stall after another, and asked one by one: "Have you seen a woman who paints and sells clothes?" But the answer was no, and he asked all the cloth sellers again, "Can you see a piece of cloth painted with small bridges and flowing water, stone roads?" The answer is still no. After everyone asked, it was already halfway through the day, Yang Xin was unwilling, and went to the ready-to-wear shop to ask, but still no, I haven't seen it. Yang Xin was extremely disappointed, the paintings on the Hu people that day, the familiar painting style, were clearly the handwriting of Mr. Liang, why had no one seen it?

Liu Xin looked at the depressed Yang Xin and was about to say something to comfort, but Yang Xin actually cheered up and said to herself: "There are so many people in the world, how can they be found so easily, go!" Let's go home and continue tomorrow! ”

For several days, Yang Xin went to ask Mr. Liang for news when the market opened every day, and even all the shops in the city were not missing, but there was no result.

On this day, Yang Xin took Ah Yan to search for a day but to no avail, and was about to go home, when she suddenly heard a lively shout, a group of strangely dressed people beat gongs and drums into the city, and all the people passing by followed behind them. Ah Yan took Yang Xin's hand and shouted excitedly: "Sister Xin'er, this is a hundred operas!" A hundred plays! Let's go see if it's good! ”

Yang Xin looked puzzled, what is a hundred operas? Looking at Ah Yan with an excited face, although she was tired, she also beat her up and followed the crowd to the middle of the empty square.

I saw that the crowd was watching, on the wooden case on the left with more than 20 layers of high stacks and wide palms, there was a woman who bent her waist and stood upside down, her feet flickered left and right, and the towering wooden case also flickered left and right, causing the crowd to exclaim again and again, for fear that she would not pay attention to the wooden case and fall down; Not far from under the wooden case, a woman is dancing on a plate erected by two drums and seven long poles, the dense drums follow the rhythm of her dancing, one person is on the drum, the other person is already floating on the plate, the slightest accident is afraid of falling to the ground, but she does not look at the feet at all, fluttering, like a fairy; Look at the one on the right, dressed fanciously, throwing six colored balls back and forth in his hand, dazzling to see. The one on the far right, holding a sword in his right hand, and his left elbow against the bottle, saw the sword in his hand swinging freely, and suddenly his body jumped upside down, and a big peng spread his wings, and the bottle did not fall......

Wave after wave of applause, applause one after another, Yang Xin knew that the so-called hundred operas were acrobatics! Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd, and I saw that a strangely dressed person came in front of the woman dancing on the drum, and I saw him holding a black cloth and slamming it towards the woman, and the woman disappeared out of thin air!

Magic! Yang Xin was amazed in her heart, only to see that the man lit a fire in his left hand, and then rubbed his hand and threw the fire into his mouth. The fire went out, and the woman who had been dancing just now appeared on the drum again. The onlookers all shouted in surprise! Ah Yan's neck was almost hoarse, and Yang Xin also felt amazing at the moment, this ancient magic technique could have such a high level. Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by the dancing woman's dress, the light streamers on the dress, the streamers were colorful sequins, and then looked at the skirt, it looked a little like Van Gogh's "Starry Night"! The strangely dressed fire-spitting man with a tall magic hat on his head! Look at his gray-black robe, there is still a "fake collar" with only a bow tie and a placket!

Yang Xin's heart almost jumped out! This is absolutely impossible, Mr. Liang's name is almost out of his mouth! She desperately tried her best to look through the crowd and look carefully one by one, but where was Teacher Liang? However, this time she will definitely not be wrong, she must have something to do with these people who perform a hundred operas!

Finally, the sound of gongs and drums ended, as the performers wanted to be rewarded, the onlookers dispersed one after another, Yang Xin stared at the magician intently, walked forward through the crowd, pulled his robe and said, "Please be respected!" The magician was frightened by Yang Xin, his face was shocked, Yang Xin didn't let go, and said, "Dare to ask who made the collar of the honorable driver?" And who made the dancer's dress? The man was a little dazed by Yang Xin's question, and before he could answer, Yang Xin had tears in his eyes and pleaded: "Please take me to meet the person who made clothes!" She is the sister of the little girl! Please take me to her! ”

The magician was pulled on the street, very embarrassed, for fear that the onlookers would misunderstand, and hurriedly said: "Little lady, you let go first, I'll take you there!" ”

Hearing this, Yang Xin felt out of shape, hurriedly let go of her hand, and apologized repeatedly. Ah Yan also hurriedly ran over and asked, "Sister Xin'er, is there any news from Sister Liang?" ”

Yang Xin nodded, followed the hundred opera troupe, went out of the city, and walked towards the outskirts of the city. After walking for nearly an hour, no one spoke, Yang Xin wanted to ask several times, but seeing the solemn expressions of everyone, she was afraid of upsetting others, so she didn't take them there, so she completely suppressed the excitement in her heart. After passing through several acres of fields, I finally came to the village where the hundred opera troupes lived, the ancient trees stood everywhere, all the small wooden houses, the grass shed in front of the house to cover the eaves, the door of the house was mottled, and the wind blew a creaking sound, showing that it was in disrepair, in the open wooden house courtyard, under the big tree in the village, you can see the old people who are working with their heads bowed everywhere, or sitting or standing, or threading needles and threads, or rubbing the fruit core, seeing a few people walking by or no one speaks, just nodded slightly. This dreary atmosphere made Yang Xin feel depressed for a while, until the children in the village heard the sound of them coming back and came out to greet them, and the magician smiled, called the children's names, and distributed most of the money from the performance to the children! The children got the money, laughed, and bounced away. After the coins were distributed, he took Yang Xin around several walls and finally stopped in front of a house. The house is very simple, an old wooden door is actually open, the blue and black stone steps are covered with moss, into the door, is a small courtyard, the courtyard is planted with all kinds of flowers, next to the flower is a waterwheel-shaped bamboo frame, behind an extremely long stone platform there is a man in a blue cloth robe, a simple bun on his head, a forked wooden branch inserted in the hair to make a hairpin, squatting on the ground with his back to the door, is hammering flowers and leaves on the small stone mill.

Yang Xin couldn't hide her excitement when she looked at the familiar back, and exclaimed: "Teacher Liang! ”

The man was stunned for a moment, turned his head slowly, and saw her, with smart eyebrows, slight pear vortices on her cheeks, and rosy cherry lips, sure enough, it was Teacher Liang!

When she turned her head, Yang Xin only felt that centuries had passed, and she couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart anymore, and ran forward to hug her fiercely.

"Why are you here?! Why are you here too?! The two hugged each other, and when they said a word, they couldn't cry. Seeing this scene, the magician quietly retreated, Ah Yan didn't dare to disturb, and quietly slipped into the fire pit to prepare food for the two.

The two sat on the stone bench and said too much.

When Mr. Liang woke up that day, he saw this dilapidated wooden house, which was pitch black, only a simple couch, and nothing else. She was scared in her heart, and when she walked out of the wooden house, the magician was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, looking at his strange outfit, Teacher Liang asked directly, "Who are you, where is this?" ”

The magician rejoiced: "You are finally awake!" Contemptible Chen Da, I saw you fainting on the edge of the field outside the village a few days ago, so I brought you here! ”

Teacher Liang only felt that his body was weak and almost wanted to fall. Chen Da hurriedly said: "You have been asleep for two days, come and eat something and drink some water." ”

Teacher Liang sat down as he said, looked at the bait cake on the table and was a little clueless, picked up the water in the wooden cup and drank it, picked up the pear and chewed it, finally regained some strength, looked around, and asked directly: "Am I crossing?" ”

"Crossing? What is crossing? Chen Da was puzzled.

Teacher Liang asked rhetorically, "This is not the Han Dynasty?" ”

Chen Da nodded and said, "It's the Han Dynasty." ”

Hearing the answer, Mr. Liang gasped and asked again, "When you rescued me, was there no one else around me?" ”

Chen Da shook his head and said, "No." ”

Teacher Liang thought for a moment, and said with some hesitation: "I lost some memories, I don't know how I got here, and now I don't know where to go, I don't know if I can ......."

Chen Da immediately continued: "The little lady lives here for the time being, this house has been uninhabited for many years, although it is old, it is also available, don't mind, don't worry." ”

Teacher Liang looked at Chen Da's sincere face, and his heart was full of gratitude. After hesitating again and again, he said: "Can you not call me a little lady, it makes me feel pimple, I always feel like a bully with some intentions!" ”

Chen Da was amused by her. Since then, I have also saved those complicated titles, and directly called her name Liang Yue.

This village is very quiet and quaint, and only the people in the Chen Dabai opera troupe in the whole village are young people, and the others are old people and children. Teacher Liang kept asking where the other young people in the village had gone, but Chen Da only shook his head and never answered. It is also the general attitude to ask the old people in the village again. Teacher Liang couldn't hold back his curiosity, no matter how much he investigated, there was no result. She also went to see the few acres of fields where she fainted at the entrance of the village many times, and there was nothing special around. The old people in the village planted some vegetables and fruit trees in front of their houses, and although their lives were hard, they could barely get by. Outside the village is farmland and green hills, surrounded by a small stream, and ancient trees, grasses, and wildflowers can be seen everywhere...... Such a leisurely and quiet rural life is very much with Mr. Liang's heart, and went to the city with the opera troupe a few times, but he felt bored, so in addition to walking around the village, he didn't want to go outside, on weekdays, Chen Da did some farm work, did some performance rehearsals, and when she had nothing to do, he helped her tidy up the yard and send her some daily necessities and food. Every market day, Chen Da would take the troupe to perform in the city, and when he returned, he would distribute some coins to the elderly and children, so that they could buy some fabrics and daily necessities. The children of the village would sometimes gather in her yard, and she would take them to paint in the mud and make small handmade toys, completely forgetting that she was a modern man more than 2,000 years later.

That day, Chen Da came back from the performance and brought two white fabrics to Mr. Liang, and Mr. Liang made some close-fitting clothes and pants for himself, and there was still one piece left, what should I do? Mr. Liang stroked the fabric, and couldn't help but think of the scene in the studio with Professor Li on the last day, picked up the pen and ink and painted on the white cloth, although there was only black ink, it was almost the same as the painting that day. At the end, the cloth was torn into tassels with a knife, and with the tearing sound of the cloth, tears also fell on the cloth drop by drop, not life or death, this is a whole thousands of years, and I didn't even say goodbye, how could it be in this time and space!

For a few days, Chen Da went to see Teacher Liang and found that she had lost her lively and kind words in the past, and she looked at the cloth and cried every day, and her heart was really unbearable. So she tentatively asked if it was the cloth that aroused her sadness, and she blamed herself for not bringing the cloth. Teacher Liang looked at the young man's worried look and didn't know how to answer. Chen Da made up a reason why the painted cloth could be sold for a good price, and asked the cloth to go. Teacher Liang did not refuse, she and Professor Li were intertwined in time and space, it should be impossible to see each other again, and it was meaningless to keep a piece of cloth empty.

So, Hu Ren bought the clothes painted by Mr. Liang, but the small bridge and flowing water, the bluestone road, were washed over and over again by her tears and were already blurred.

Since then, Teacher Liang has taken the initiative to help the people in the Hundred Opera Troupe make some props, encouraging the women's clothes to be not brilliant enough, so she found shells to grind, mixed with various flowers to dye, and then dried, sprinkled on the fluttering ribbons, turned into colorful sequins, and she mixed all kinds of flowers into pigments, and directly painted the mysterious "Starry Sky" on the clothes. Chen Da's hat, clothes, and balls are not bright enough to perform magic tricks...... She tinkered with these little things every day and helped the people in the hundred opera troupe make some small props, and the days became more and more vibrant, until Yang Xin found them.

The two sat in the courtyard and recounted their experiences in the past few months, eating something simply, but it was already dark, and in the moonlight, Teacher Liang suddenly asked, "How do you say we have traveled to the Han Dynasty?"

Yang Xin said: "Could it be related to Professor Li's studio?"

Teacher Liang nodded and said, "I'm afraid that's it, his caves are said to have been circulated in the Han Dynasty, and I haven't paid much attention to them." Think back to what was so special about that day? ”

Yang Xin replied: "I have thought about it many times, but I only remember an extremely strong light. ”

Teacher Liang exclaimed: "Me too, a bright light, and then I don't know anything." It seems that this crossing is coming with light! ”

Yang Xin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Teacher Liang looked at the moon in the sky and said, "You said that both of me came, so will the three of them also come?" ”

Yang Xin nodded and said, "Very likely!" ”

"What do you think the three of them would do if they did?"

Yang Xin thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid it's better to do what you're good at!" ”

"Sculpture? Pottery? If it were my professor, I would definitely do that! Teacher Liang was a little excited and continued: "If it's Xiaobai and Xiaoyu, math teachers, help others settle accounts?" ”

Yang Xin nodded, feeling that it was indeed very possible.

"Let's go! Let's go find them! Thinking of this, Mr. Liang couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and stood up to leave.

Yang Xin hurriedly stopped and said: "It's still dark now, wait until dawn, otherwise you won't be able to enter the city gate." ”

Teacher Liang complained in frustration: "In this ghost dynasty, there is nothing to do at night except sleeping, there is no lamp, and it is expensive to light an oil lamp, no wonder it is important for ancient people to marry a daughter-in-law!" ”

Yang Xin laughed hahaha, it was the first time that the two of them laughed so happily after coming here for so long.

After laughing, Teacher Liang was a little melancholy and asked, "Do you think we can find them?" ”

Yang Xin nodded and said, "I can find you, I believe we can find them too!" ”

Teacher Liang asked uncertainly, "How to find it?"

Yang Xin smiled slightly: "I can find you with the robes you painted, I believe the three of them can too, I can see that what the hundred opera people are wearing is definitely not all of this dynasty, they must be able to see it!" ”

Teacher Liang took Yang Xin's hand and said, "I thought this life was like this, but I didn't expect to see you!" If the three of them come, I think they must be lonely too, and we must find them! ”。

Yang Xin nodded heavily.

In the darkness, a pair of bright eyes were watching them.