Liu Changan

Liu Changan and An Nuan separated and walked slowly towards the bridge.

The wind on the river is warm, and the sunset has been completely immersed behind Lushan Mountain. I can only see the afterglow scattered. I look up at the head of Juzizhou. Water the rebuilt city.

Among human beings, there are humble ones, some great ones, some ugly ones, and some beautiful ones. Their lives are short for a hundred years, but they go on and on to interpret the history of the entire ethnic group wonderfully.

Human beings call themselves epic, but standing at another height, from the beginning to the end, it is just a drama.

Su Shi told a story:

Raspberry water on the ground, mustard floats in the water, ants cling to the mustard, at a loss and don't know what to do.When the water dries up in Shaoyan, the ants go straight away. Seeing its kind, they burst into tears and said, "I hardly see you again. How do you know that there is a way to go up and down?"

I regard the life and mood of ordinary human beings as the same as the behavior of ants. I don’t know if there is such a roc bird that soars up to [-] miles and looks down on me in the boundless space and world?

Even the ants are still missed. Liu Changan never despises or disdains the fear and worry attached to mustard seeds.

Ye Sijin is such a cute ant, Liu Changan found that ever since he met Qin Yanan, the memories about Ye Sijin became clearer in his mind and began to emerge, or he needed to see and think about many things in order to make his memory more vivid whole.

But it’s not necessary. Countless years of memories have been deposited and suppressed in the bottom of my heart, which is originally a kind of protection for my spirit. Otherwise, hundreds of thousands of years of memory images will randomly rippling in my mind, I’m afraid I’m already crazy Lost.

Back in the community, Liu Changan went to pick some pumpkin vines under the fence. This is the only remaining wall in the entire community. Vegetables are planted under the wall and vines are climbing on the wall. Pumpkin vines, loofah vines, and bitter gourd vines are not far away. A vine trellis was set up, and people who had already had dinner sat under it to enjoy the shade and chat.

"Xiao Liu finished his meal early, and came to beat the beard away"

"Okay, I can't afford two tables for playing mahjong these days."

"At the turn of spring and summer, the yang fire is inflated, and it is easy to get sick."

After chatting for a few words, Liu Changan went home, put away the dried coriander that had been in the sun for a day, and then took a broom to knock down the fallen leaves from the top of the carriage, and then began to cook after sweeping the floor.

Of course, what I ate today was pumpkin and vines. No meat was added, and it was fried with chili. Liu Changan has lived in southern Shonan for many years, and he is already used to the taste here.

Life is actually a very simple thing. As long as there are not so many desires and desires to be satisfied immediately, there will not be so much anxiety and worry. However, life is short, and not everyone can wait and go slowly like Liu Changan. Slowly, how to realize and enjoy one's desires in a limited life is the root of such impatience in this world.

After taking a shower, he changed into a white vest and black linen trousers, wearing straw and rattan sandals, and carrying a big cattail fan, Liu Changan went under the vines to shake off his beard.

The rules of running beard and mahjong are similar, but they are playing cards, and playing cards is similar to doubling, but they are faster than mahjong. Liu Changan is naturally a veteran among them.

Running beards have to be scored, and the money will be counted after reaching a hundred. Liu Changan is young and has good eyesight. Of course, he is responsible for scoring, but old men and women also wear glasses. From time to time, they want to see if Liu Changan has written more or less. From time to time, I stare blankly at the front through the reading glasses, mutter in my mouth, and look at my fingers to calculate the total score.

"Xiao Liu is going to take the college entrance examination soon?" Old man Qian didn't have a runny nose today, and his energy is much better. This is also due to the fact that he ate three houses by himself last night. Now he has a strong momentum.

"It's coming soon." Liu Changan smiled, "Take an exam at any school."

"That's no good. After finishing playing today, you have to study hard. You are not allowed to play before the college entrance examination." Old man Qian said with concern, if you don't play today, the game will be over, so you can start reviewing from tomorrow.

After fighting all night, old man Qian drove high and low tonight, and lost.

"Come back tomorrow!" Old Man Qian held Liu Chang'an's hand and said unwillingly with angry eyes.

"Okay." Liu Changan laughed loudly, and counted the money triumphantly.

"You wait!" Old Man Qian snorted heavily and left.

Satisfied, Liu Changan put away the eight yuan, folded the tables and chairs and put them on the wall. These tables and chairs did not belong to anyone else. A long time ago, each family brought the unused tables and chairs here, and no one took them back. , as public entertainment equipment.

Liu Changan brought the card, ballpoint pen and score book. He tidied them up, then smiled towards the shadow not far away.

Qin Yanan didn't expect that Liu Changan had already discovered her, so he walked over.

Aunt Xie from the canteen waited for the game to end, and was about to turn off the light bulb hanging on the vine stand, but when she saw this, she quickly put her hand away and casually yawned with a cattail fan, while turning the corners of her eyes from time to time. I glanced over from the corner of my eye.

The light from the big light bulb is so intense that the shadow is particularly distinct. Qin Yanan's tall figure seems to make the shadow even taller. She is wearing black culottes with a rose-red ribbon around her waist. She feels light and hot, but the waist The child seems to be too slender, and people can't help but worry about whether they can bear her heavy bust.

Qin Yanan had dinner at his father's residence in the evening, drank a little wine with him, and chatted about his great-grandfather and Liu Chang'an, feeling a little confused and even more depressed.

After Liu Chang'an smiled, he seemed to be saying hello, and walked home on his own. Qin Yanan was stunned for a moment, and originally wanted to leave, but since he came, he didn't say anything, and vented something, and he was a little unwilling. Then followed the past.

The scatter-branched phoenix trees, the cool moonlight, and the secluded courtyard reminded Liu Changan of a poem:

When the moon is missing, hang Shutong, and when the moon is missing, people are still at the beginning.Who sees a lonely person coming and going alone, a misty lonely shadow.

Startled but looked back, there is no one to hate.Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to perch, the lonely sandbar is cold.

Since the millennium, the situation and state of mind of the poet at that time are naturally different from those of Liu Changan, but some of the emotions are the same.

Qin Yanan felt that Liu Changan's back was a bit lonely, and it even reminded her of the first time she heard Tchaikovsky's Sixth Symphony, why was that piece of music, which was as calm as water and even had some cheerful little waves, called "sorrowful"? After hearing a lot and growing up, I realized that true loneliness is hard to talk to others. It is the calmness and calmness of recasting the atrium after accumulating too many piercing holes in the heart. On the calm sea surface, hidden undercurrents of wind and thunder.

What makes people see through at a glance is sadness, and what is hidden is sorrow. Liu Changan turned his head, looked at the face that became more familiar with the recovery of memory, and showed a smiling face as always.

"My relationship with the Qin family and the Ye family is very good, especially your great-grandmother and I are very close." Liu Changan still smiled, glanced at the sycamore tree that lacked many leaves, and said unexpectedly .

Qin Yanan talked with his father about Liu Chang'an today, but his father didn't know much more than her. What his great-grandfather meant was to let Qin Yanan and Liu Chang'an get in touch more, and we'll talk about other things later.

What can we talk about later?

When his grandfather passed away, his father was still in his infancy. It can be said that his father was brought up by his great-grandfather. His father had never disobeyed his great-grandfather. Qin Yanan knew very well that if his great-grandfather wanted to do something, his father would definitely support him.

Is Liu Changan related to his great-grandmother?But this seems to be a bit too far away, not to mention that Qin Yanan's relatives on the great-grandmother's side have no memory or contact at all. Could it be because they finally found a trace of blood left by the great-grandmother, which is Liu Chang'an, that's why they came here. Let great-grandfather move this idea?