"What's wrong with those who say they can have anything in their dreams?

Dreams, to put it bluntly, are another kind of life, which we cannot predict and control.

Even when we wake up, we will sadly find that everything in the dream of last night has gradually blurred until it is completely gone......

People don't live long, and sometimes before you live thoroughly, you have already found that youth is hard to find, and the twilight has come, leaving only a sigh.

People can be confused, they can be decadent, but they can't give up on themselves.

In addition to family, love, and friendship, there are other meaningful things waiting for us to discover and explore. ”

It is late winter, and the top of Mount Tai has already been covered by heavy snow, and it is not beautiful to be wrapped in silver, just like a fairy tale world.

There was a long-haired middle-aged man in his early forties, sitting cross-legged on a rock in a thick white cotton jacket, and below him was a group of men, women, and children, some of whom had come to visit. Some are good men and women who have been here all year round to listen to this man's lectures.

"Mr. Ye, according to what you say, then why didn't you go to work? Instead, you have been lecturing on the top of Mount Tai for ten years?

Someone in the crowd suddenly disagreed about Mr. Ye's speech.

"No, it's just that this path was chosen by myself, and the teacher brought me through the door, and the rest of the way can only be walked by myself, and today will be the last time I will give a lecture on the top of Mount Tai.

After today, I will travel all over the world, everyone has different values, and we should look at everything with a normal heart.

That way, we won't meet the right person at the wrong time.

And when you meet the wrong person at the right time, the tragedy will not happen. ”

Mr. Ye shook his head slightly, he looked at the crowd below, and he said the reason why he would give a speech at the top of Mount Tai.

Because this was where everything began, he wanted to really settle with the past here.

"I'm from the Lu family in Jiangnan, and I have a single name and a doctor.

Dare to ask sir, what is the difference between the dream you are talking about and the path of life?

And what you said today is the last time, what's going on?"

"That is to say, we have come from thousands of miles to listen to Mr. Lecture, are you sorry for those of us who believe in you?"

In the crowd, there were two men and women who looked extremely temperamental, they looked to be in their early fifties, and it could be seen from their bodies that they were from a scholarly family. At this moment, the two of them looked at the man who was not very old, but gave people a look of vicissitudes and asked.

"The questions you asked, in my opinion, are not actually problems.

The reason why dreams are dreams is because there are many things that cannot be realized in dreams, but because of dreams, there will be motivation to work hard.

The path of life is different, and the path of life is real.

It's like when I was younger, I was crazy and confused, but fortunately I met a dear friend who saved me from being lost.

Fifteen years ago, I followed my teacher to walk all over the world, and finally I promised my teacher to give lectures on the top of Mount Tai for ten years, and now that the ten-year period has expired, of course I want to travel all over the world to see different scenery. To appreciate the different customs.

I think I'll probably come back here to give lectures when I'm old, but that's when I'm about to step into a coffin. ”

Ye Li looked at the two people with extraordinary temperament very calmly, and then he answered their questions.

"As for you saying I'm sorry for you, it's even more ridiculous, have I ever taken a penny from you for lecturing here?

Or did you receive a gift?

No, I won't accept it, I learned the great freedom of Confucianism, and I naturally do what I want, without any constraints.

Can you still say I'm sorry for you?"

Ye Li stood up and patted the snow on his body, he stroked his somewhat gray beard, and said with a pleasant face.

"Mr. Ye, why are almost all of what you say about life philosophy? Could it be because there is some special reason?

There is also your teacher's surname, can you say it, maybe I don't know the teacher in your mouth. ”

Lu Bo's tone changed, he looked at Mr. Ye, who seemed to have gone through vicissitudes, and asked in a more respectful word.

"I can't tell you the name of the tutor, do you have any other questions?

If not, I'll go down the mountain. ”

After entering middle age, Ye Li's body has more sleekness, less bohemian and uninhibited when he was young, perhaps because what he has seen and heard since following Kong Key has gradually changed him, or maybe he has found his own outlook on life.

Ye Ya found that everyone was no longer speechless and walked towards the Doumu Palace, he had to resign to Kong Key, otherwise he would not be able to travel all over the world with peace of mind.

In a side hall of the Doumu Palace, an old lady with gray hair and dying sat in a wheelchair and looked at the middle-aged man kneeling in front of her.

"Ya'er, you should have found your own way in life, right?"

The old man's old and feeble voice echoed in the ears of the middle-aged man.

"Teacher, I have found it, in the past fifteen years, thanks to your cultivation, the disciple has nothing to repay, you are like my mother. Although I have never seen my parents in this life, I don't know what they look like.

But you are my mother, so please bow down to the child. ”

Ye Li looked at the increasingly old Kong Key, the indescribable sourness in his heart, he buckled his head three times, this was also the first time he knelt down to someone.

"That's fine, let's go out and enjoy the snow scene. ”

Kong Key's eyes were full of tears, although her power and memory were not as good as before, she knew that her limit was approaching.

"Li'er, do you see this beautiful snow?" Kong Jian looked at the snowflakes falling between the sky and the earth, and his eyes showed reminiscence.

"Beauty, like a teacher, is beautiful. Ye Yaqiang held back the sourness in his heart, and he gently kneaded Kong Key's shoulders and said.

"Ya'er, after the teacher leaves, don't cry or cry, that's because the teacher has already understood life and death.

When you leave this world, you have to pass on Confucianism, and don't let Confucianism be interrupted.

There is something that I haven't told you, when I leave, you go to the house in the capital and take out the long-dusty letter.

Everything I want to say for the teacher is written in it. Kong Key squinted as the cold snowflakes fell from the sky, and she knew that this would be the last time she saw it.

"Ya'er remembered. Ye Ya choked up with some sobs.

"That's good, that's good, don't forget to sprinkle the ashes of the teacher into the Yellow River, where the roots of the teacher ............"

This was Kong Key's last weak voice, and her words didn't seem to be finished, just in front of Ye Ya with a smile on Jiuquan.

"Mother's ............"

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