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The sun rises in the sky, and it is the best time of the day.

The old woodcutter got up early, as usual, and after a short time of tidying up, he pinned the axe to his waist, and pushed open the door and went out.

At this time of the day, he had to rush early to the hill next to the village to chop wood.

Because only in this way can he get to the city before the sun goes down and sell the firewood he has cut today.

He is getting older, and his body is not as strong as before, and he used to have to chop wood for half a day, but now he has to chop for a day to barely cut enough.

The old woodcutter did not have a family, he had no children or daughters, he had always been alone, so life was inevitably a little hard, and all the necessities of life needed to be prepared by himself.

However, this is not bad, at least one person is fed, and the whole family is not hungry.

Whenever someone asks the old woodcutter why he doesn't find a companion after all these years, the old woodcutter will answer like this.

If one person is fed, the whole family will not be hungry.

It was as if it had become the old woodcutter's lonely mantra.

In fact, the old woodcutter also liked a woman when he was young, and at that time, he also thought about marrying that woman and spending the rest of his life together.

But helplessly, the woman later chose her own life because she was dissatisfied with the marriage arranged by her family, and she jumped into the bottomless river.

And on that day, the old woodcutter's heart also died completely with the woman's leap.

Since then, the old woodcutter has never liked anyone else, and he has never thought about starting a family.

Before he met the woman, he had never thought of starting a family.

After the woman died, he never thought about starting a family again.

"I like you. ”

The old woodcutter looked at her side face and said.

"What do you like about me? Do you know what it means to like? ”

The woman asked rhetorically, unrecognizable.

"I just like you, like something, I don't know very much, I just know that I don't marry you in this life, if you die, I will never marry. ”

The old woodcutter replied with a firm look in his eyes.

"Bah, bah, well, how can you curse people to death?"

The woman glared at the old woodcutter with anger and anger.

The old woodcutter once imagined in his heart the scene when he confessed to the woman.

Even in his heart, he had already thought about how the woman would answer him, and how he was worried and expected at that time.

I don't know how many times this scene was played out in the old woodcutter's mind, until the woman really died.

The old woodcutter had just put an end to his rather absurd conjectures.

She died, and in the face of the bottomless river, she jumped down without thinking about it, and it became an eternal regret in the old woodcutter's heart.

The old woodcutter did not want to go over and tell the woman that he liked her and that he wanted to marry her.

It's just that helplessly, the old woodcutter doesn't have this opportunity at all.

That woman was the daughter of a wealthy family, and he was just a poor scholar.

There is no doomed outcome between them.

Of course, there may be some stories between them, but that is only among the common people in the countryside.

Besides, even if the old woodcutter did tell the woman that he liked her.

Then she may not like him!

Maybe she didn't remember him at all, and she didn't remember the bitter scholar who fainted on the street with hunger and was saved by her steamed buns.

Scholars tend to think twice before doing things, and the old woodcutter is no exception.

So until the woman died, the old woodcutter's love in his heart was not conveyed.

The old woodcutter is like a flower among the flowers, looking up at the weeds with butterflies fluttering in the sky.

Although it longs for a beautiful butterfly to land on its body, it can't even emit the slightest fragrance of flowers.

People in the world say that the flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless, but they don't know that the swimming fish is intentional and the birds are ruthless.

In short, the old woodcutter buried his heart with the woman.

For some reason, today's old woodcutter suddenly remembered this past that he deliberately sealed in his heart.

"Alas, people are so old that they can't even control their own thoughts. ”

The old woodcutter glanced up at the empty village lane, and sighed sentimentally.

"At this hour, everyone in the village should still be asleep!"

The old woodcutter thought to himself.

"I have to walk lightly and faster, so that I can't disturb their rest. ”

The old woodcutter turned his head to look at the empty and silent village, and bowed his head and whispered to himself.

As he spoke, the old woodcutter involuntarily quickened his pace.

In a short time, he was completely out of the confines of the village.

"Whew! I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. ”

The old woodcutter stood on the way to the hill and exhaled heavily.

Along the way, he really didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of breaking the silence in the village.

For some reason, the old woodcutter always felt that the silence in the village should not be broken.

"Well, I hope I can cut down a few more trees today! If I continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to fill my stomach alone." ”

The old woodcutter couldn't help but sigh heavily when he remembered that he was chopping wood every day.

No matter what, life goes on.

Thinking of this, the old woodcutter walked towards the hill without stopping.

The old woodcutter, who had always been going up the hill to chop wood, had no notice that he was lighter and more agile today than he had ever been before.

In the past, he had to rest several times to complete this short mountain road, and even when he was young, he had to rest once in the middle.

However, today he did not have it at all, and he almost walked the mountain road in one breath and reached the top of the hill.

The strange thing is not only this, but the old woodcutter today seems to have much more strength than usual, and in just a few moments, he has already cut enough firewood that used to take half a day to cut enough.

"Hey, did you finish cutting it so quickly today? It looks like I'm still okay with this old bone!"

The old woodcutter raised his hand and wiped his forehead, which did not have a drop of sweat, and there was a bit of smugness in his tone.

"In that case, let's go into the city early today, so that we can come back sooner." ”

The old woodcutter looked down at the bundles of firewood on the ground and whispered to himself.

"Today, I may be able to sell for more money than in the past, so that I can pay back the money I owe to the old man for medicine. ”

"And Lao Wang, I haven't paid off his half a pound of pork money yet! ”

"Scholars shouldn't be like that. ”

"Hehe! The older I get, the more confused I become, I almost forgot that I am not a scholar for a long time. ”

Along the way, the old woodcutter often muttered to himself.

He seemed to be reminiscing about the past, and he seemed to be lamenting the present.

A person, once he gets old, he will involuntarily start to recall the past years.

Back then, in order to see the woman for the last time, the old woodcutter did not hesitate to give up his life's pursuit, and brazenly ran out of the examination room that determined the fate of his life.

It was after that time that he was expelled from his mentor forever.

"Gu Feng, I knew very early on that you were a person of extreme affection, but I never thought that you would give up your life's pursuit for the sake of a person who has died. ”

From now on, you are no longer my disciple, and I am no longer your teacher, and in the future, you and I will be passers-by. ”

After that, the old woodcutter's teacher, who was already over half a hundred years old, walked into the mansion with his back in a gloomy manner.

He pinned half of his life's hopes on the old woodcutter, his favorite disciple, but in the end, he let him down.

He should have thought that what he had taken in was this kind of affection and affection in the old woodcutter back then.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he still failed because of the old woodcutter's affection.

The world is changing, and it is not because of creation that people are made.

At this moment, this old man who is over half a hundred years old finally bowed to fate.

"Teacher, Gu Feng has never been sorry for anyone in his life, but he is only sorry for you!"

"Teacher! Gu Feng is ashamed of you. ”

At that moment, the old woodcutter burst into tears, knelt heavily in front of the teacher's mansion, and cried bitterly.

Similarly, from that day on, Gu Feng was no longer a reader.

He buried half of his life's learning, grabbed the axe, and began to work as a woodcutter.

Everything he learned was taught by his mentor, and he was sorry for his mentor, so he gave it all back to his mentor.

He won't use any more of what his mentor has taught.

He gave up everything in the past, and he was just a woodcutter in the mountains who did nothing.

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