The water of the Jiqu River was cold and biting, and the turbulent waves passed over my head several times.

I was up and down in the water, struggling.

But soon, my strength was exhausted, and I slid limply into the depths of Jiqu.

But my mind is still clear.

I saw the sun spreading its golden glow on the water, and then torn apart by the rushing current. A little golden light flashed, stabbing the eyes.

I suddenly felt a little funny. People are dying, but they still have leisure to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

I wanted to sigh, but more water poured into my mouth.

The gold in front of him gradually blurred, and a wave of sleepiness hit.

It turns out that death can be as simple as falling asleep.

I even closed my eyes comfortably.

Who knew that my sleep was interrupted by life.

Someone put my waist on the first floor and lifted it up again. I jumped out of the water.

I took a sharp breath and looked at the boy who had fished me out of the water.

"I'm good at water, and let me carry you. He wiped his face, and without waiting for me to reply, he jerked me so hard that he almost threw me on his back.

The boy's back is not burly, but it is strong.

I lay on his back and could only hear his heavy breathing.

He's really good at being watery. But in the rolling Jiqu River, he was as small as a drop in the ocean.

What's more, he's still burdened with me.

So he could barely float on the surface of the water without sinking.

The rest is just going with the flow.

Floating, rolling, struggling.

I don't know how long it took, but we were both exhausted.

I was so tired that I didn't even have the strength to put my arms around his neck. But he freed up his hand and grabbed me tightly. With only one hand, he struggled to support himself in the water.

Eventually, the water in Jiqu gradually calmed down, and the water surface suddenly opened up.

With all his strength, the boy pulled me, who was almost unconscious, and swam to the shore.

We crawled to the bank of the river and fell headlong, unable to move again.

It was late at night.

I lay on the beach on the shore of Jiqu, scarred, soaked, hungry, and exhausted.

However, many years later, when I recall this moment, it is the sky full of stars.

The sky is high and deep, as transparent as deep blue crystal. Ten thousand stars twinkle and disappear, like thousands of eyes looking at me. Those eyes were as gentle as water, and my lonely heart was comforted.

Probably my relatives are also silently watching me in these eyes.

I turned my head to look at the boy lying next to me. His breathing was calm, and he had already fallen asleep.

I smiled slightly.

This young man, who is not related to me, actually appeared by my side like a god when I was in the most danger.

This love in the snow made me a little overwhelmed.

I don't know why it started, and I don't know how to repay it.

These questions, which were bothering me, were postponed until the next morning as I fell asleep.

By the time I decided to think about these questions again, the riverbank had completely changed.

The heavy morning mist turned the shore into a white expanse.

Even the surface of the Jiqu River was gone, and only the gentle sound of flowing water could be heard.

The banks of the river are covered with tall reeds, which are shadowed in the white mist.

The morning light breaks through the sky, coating the white mist, reeds, and sand with a layer of warm gold.

Everything was so quiet and peaceful.

In front of the reed beach, there is a faint back.

The back is burly, the hair is a little scattered, and the robe is tied around the waist, which is quite heroic.

He stared at the river in a daze, like a stone statue.

I walked behind the back and broke the silence of the morning: "Little brother, thank you for saving your life." ”

The boy turned and looked at me, back to his stupid appearance of yesterday.

I was a little embarrassed and blushed.

The boy suddenly took two steps closer to me, as if trying to take my hand.

I was startled and hurriedly stepped back.

The cold wind blows on the surface of the Jiqu River. I hardened my heart and said coldly: "You and I met in the water, why did you fight to save me?

The young man was stunned, and his outstretched hand stiffened. He was visibly cramped, and his face flushed.

I couldn't bear it, and my tone softened: "My name is Cangqiong, what about you?"

The young man twisted and lowered his head, his appearance was very different from yesterday's bravery. He said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "My name is abandonment." You don't know me, but I've known you for a long time. That's when you and your family are attending a horse racing festival. I saw you from afar. You are a skilled horseman, flying up and down on a tall steed. A fiery red dress is like a blooming Gesang Meduo. Since then, I, I, I've never forgotten you. ”

In these last few sentences, the abandonment is almost muttering.

I was also stunned, not knowing what to say.

Abandonment raised his head and said quite seriously: "Although I know the disaster of your Niya clan's annihilation, I am powerless to help. I can only do my best to protect you. ”

I couldn't help but feel a heat in my heart.

He has a childlike heart, but I still suspect in every way.

I only heard Abandon Die's continued: "Now you are alone. If you can trust me, follow me to a safe place. It was a distant relative of mine, quite far from the city of Logos. Those who have harmed you will not be found. ”

My heart moved. Having lost the protection of my family, how much I need a stable and safe environment and a reliable and strong support at this moment.

I looked up at the abandonment.

The face of the abandonment is clear, the eyes are clear, and the enthusiasm and persistence in the eyes can hardly be concealed.

The morning breeze blew, and the fog thinned. His appearance became clearer and clearer, as if it was about to be engraved in my mind.

At that moment, I almost blurted out that I would like to go away with him in this life, but I have a grudge.

However, in addition to him, there was pain in my brain.

Those bloody long knives, cold relatives.

I just felt a splitting headache, and I could only close my eyes and look pained.

Abandon Die, and asked eagerly: "Cangqiong, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't want to. I suddenly raised my head, looked into the abandoned eyes, and said with difficulty: "I, the great revenge has not been avenged." It can't go with you. ”

Abandonment was surprised: "However, you are only alone, how can you take revenge?"

His face immediately darkened, and he said with some pain: "Still, you have no intention of treating me at all, so you don't want to go with me." ”

I took his hand and said seriously, "You are deeply affectionate, and I miss you in my heart." But I can't give up the kindness of my family. Wait for me for five years. If, in five years, I am not able to take revenge, I will go to you. Forget the past. ”

Abandon the fold for a moment, and then be overjoyed. He jubilantly spun around in place several times before he realized that he had lost his temper. He held back the joy in his heart and hurriedly took a white jade plaque from his neck.

The white jade is delicate and flawless, and it is a top-notch Heshi jade. The jade is carved with Sanskrit, and the momentum is extraordinary.

He clumsily tied the white jade plaque around my neck and said, "This jade plaque will follow me for many years to keep me safe." Let it go with you today. When it's critical, you take it out and it will help you save the day. ”

I was moved in my heart, but I pretended to be disapprehensive and said: "It's just a piece of jade, where is it so amazing as you say?"

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Facts have proved that this piece of white jade is indeed a magical thing.

In the years that followed, every time I saw it, I felt warm in my heart.

Like the light of a fire in a cold night.

Give me painful years, a little comfort.

For the next five years, I did suffer immensely.

This kind of pain is a kind of inner torment.

I finally understood why I was so jubilant when I heard my five-year commitment.

Because he doesn't believe at all, I'm a weak woman, and I can slash my enemies.

He just gave me five years to forget about the past.

In fact, no one believes that I can take revenge.

Including my master.

My master, Bataan, was a Getzema[27] who was revered in Tibetan Tantric Buddhism.

Master and my father met. Therefore, since I was six years old, I have been studying with Master.

But Master only taught me simple Buddhist principles and musical rhythms.

She said that I was a noble lady, so she could only teach me the way of self-cultivation.

But now, I'm in the middle of a sea change. I am no longer the daughter of a rich family, but the daughter of a down-and-out sinner.

Therefore, I knelt down in front of Master and begged her to teach me the method of revenge.

But the master's eyes were closed, his brows were slightly furrowed, and after a long time, he sighed: "There is no way to take revenge for the master. ”

I didn't believe it, but I kowtowed a few times and said with tears in my eyes: "Master, my Niya clan has been loyal to the monarch for generations, and all of them are good people who cultivate Buddhas. Now from the dying old man to the infant baby, all of them have died tragically. The Buddha said that the cycle of cause and effect is rewarded for good and evil. What karma do they have for their sins, and who should repay them for sowing the evil causes of Chimalun?"

When the master heard this, his eyes widened slightly, and his face was gloomy: "When will the revenge be ended? Since you practice the Dharma with me, how can you be violent and violent?"

After that, the master actually brushed his sleeves away.

As if I hadn't seen Master leave, I still knelt on the ground, but I didn't say anything.

and no more eating and drinking.

I was in a state of sorrow.

If there is no hope of revenge, it is better to end this life quickly.

On the fifth day, when I was in decline, I heard Master whisper in my ear, "If you are really determined, learn the musical instrument and show it to your teacher." ”

Although I was weak and weak, I knew in my heart that Master was probably going to test me.

I couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately struggled to eat and drink.

I have been studying under famous masters since I was a child, learning the Yueqin, and boasting that I have the skills of a national teacher. Therefore, I can't help but rejoice in my heart, Master's test should not be difficult for me.

Early the next morning, I held the Yueqin and played a song of spring and snow in the Master's courtyard.

After the song was finished, I was full of pride, and I felt that there was no enemy in the world.

Who knew that the master actually sneered lightly and said, "Apprentice, what do you think of this song?"

I was a little confused, so I could only say: "I thought that a song of spring and white snow was like a gentle breeze, and there were many snow and bamboos." ”

The master shook his head and said, "Is there or is it like?"

I was even more confused, and I was speechless.

Master continued, "The sound of your piano can only be heard. As for the meaning of the song, it's all a matter of imagination. Since you said that there is both a Japanese wind and a snow bamboo in a song, have you ever seen that the wind dances for the piano and the bamboo moves for the sound?"

I was taken aback and muttered, "Master, wind and bamboo, how can you understand the sound of the piano and how can you dance for it?"

Master's eyes were blazing, and he said loudly: "Music has a soul and can move all things. When you understand the essentials, come back to the teacher. ”

With that, the master flew away again.

I was left slumped on the ground.

Master's so-called acquisition of a musical instrument is such a realm!

However, I don't care about life and death, so how can I be afraid of this so-called realm?

So, I began to study the moon qin day and night.

Even if the nails of both fingers fell off and the flesh and blood of the ten fingers were blurred, they never stopped.

It wasn't until a year later that I held the Yueqin again and played a song in front of the Master's door.

After a song, the autumn leaves in the courtyard fell one after another.

But I didn't dare to hold it up, so I only looked at the master with a weak heart.

Sure enough, the master still shook his head and said, "Ambush on all sides, the decisive battle between Chu and Han, and the strength of thousands of troops and horses, are only used by you to pick leaves." It's a terrible thing. The sound of your piano is only its surface, but not its soul. ”

I respectfully asked, "Master, I don't know how to make the music have a soul. ”

The master just said lightly: "The soul is strong and can cut off the flow of water, and the soul is soft and charming, and it can be silky." ”

I was confused, but I could only nod.

For the next two years, I went to the waterfall in the mountains every day to practice.

Until I played a song in front of Master.

In the song, there is not only the sadness of saying goodbye to old friends, but also the tragedy of the death of a confidant.

At the climax, the stone table in the master's courtyard was shattered and disintegrated.

The master still didn't nod, she just said gently: "The soul in the song is not the soul of the person who plays the piano. The two are not to be confused. If there is only hatred and sadness in your music, it will only make the music magical. ”

This time, instead of bowing my head and being obedient, I stood up and said loudly: "Master, in the heart of the disciple, there is only hatred and sorrow. Therefore, it is inevitable that the piano music will fall into the devil. I bowed deeply to the Master and said, "The disciple is deeply favored by the Master. When the apprentice's revenge is avenged, the apprentice will thank the master again!"

With that, I hugged Yueqin and left directly.

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[27] Getsema: A monk or nun who guards the Ten Precepts of the novices in Tibetan Buddhism.