Early the next morning, Zhang Shaofei walked out of Lejia carrying a simple luggage.
Le Zhiyan looked at Wang Wenfei reluctantly and said, "Brother A Fei, I'll see you off."
"Ayan sister, we have to say goodbye today. I don't know when we will see each other again. You... take care of yourself..." Zhang Shaofei said this and felt a sense of farewell.
"Brother A Fei, wait for me at the banyan tree at the entrance of the village. I'll get something to see you off." Le Zhiyan turned around and went back to her room.
Zhang Shaofei came to the entrance of the village and stood under the old banyan tree. After a while, Le Zhiyan came to his side.
Le Zhiyan took out the "talisman" from her bag and handed it to Zhang Shaofei, holding a handbag in her hand to see off the most important person in her life.
It was cold autumn, leaving this familiar village and the girl who had passed away, looking at the mountains and rivers, the continuous countryside, and the criss-crossing roads... The sadness of separation enveloped my heart. Along the way, I walked in silence. Arrive at Junshan Marine Land and Water Terminal. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of woodcutter chopping wood from the other side of the mountain.
Then, the heavy fog on the sea slowly lifted, and under the bright sun, rough folk songs sounded on the mountains. The fishermen girls at sea also stood on the bow of the boat and sang fishing songs:
Brother, please be careful on the mountain.
Tigers, leopards and jackals can hurt people.
…
The elder brother on the mountain also sang in duet:
The golden phoenix calls out to the phoenix,
Brother Amei understands.
…
Zhang Shaofei turned to the girl who sang the folk song just now and asked: "Dare I ask, girl, were you singing duet with the elder brother on the mountain just now?"
After hearing this, the fisherman girl burst out laughing and said, "No, we fisher girls and the firewood collectors on the mountain sing like this every day."
Zhang Shaofei said enviously: "Oh, so that's it..."
The girl saw that Wang Wenfei and the others did not seem to be from Junshan and were not familiar with the people and things nearby, so she told them this story related to the antiphon -
There was a fisherman girl named Li Jiangying. She got up early every morning, dressed up, and stood on the bow of the boat singing fishing songs to the mountains.
There is a firewood collector from a nearby village named Zhang Daqing. He also goes to the mountain to chop firewood every morning.
Whenever he hears Jiang Ying singing, he will sing. They came and went, expressing their affection through singing.
…
The two fell in love for a long time and made a lifelong commitment in this mountain forest.
But their marriage was opposed by Daqing's parents.
Daqing's mother said fiercely: "Our ancestors for eighteen generations have not had the rule that no one should marry a 'Mei Dan'. We will never agree to the marriage of the two of you. You'd better give up!"
When Jiang Ying heard this, she burst into tears, and Da Qing was also very painful.
They both knelt down and begged, but Daqing's parents refused to agree.
They have nowhere to complain, but they can't let go.
They swore to their heavenly alliance that if they could not be married in life, they would be married in death, so they hugged each other and jumped into the river.
Not long after they jumped in, a pair of mandarin ducks appeared on the sea, playing with each other.
Sometimes, they fly up the mountain together and sing songs.
Since that time, the sea in Junshan has echoed with such antiphons from time to time:
My brother is a tree and my sister is a vine. The vine is entwined in the tree and never separates.
…
The song was euphemistic and sad, and all the listeners shed tears. Whenever people hear this sad song, they think of this unfortunate couple.
After the fisherman girl finished speaking, she couldn't help but look at Zhang Shaofei and Le Zhiyan one more time.
Not everyone can capture the spiritual charm of Zhang Shaofei;
And Le Zhiyan is as beautiful as a fairy walking out of a painting. Every expression and every look back on her is astonishing.
The fisherman girl seemed to have understood the relationship between Zhang Shaofei and Le Zhiyan with just a quick glance, and said with envy: "You are really a match made in heaven!"
Zhang Shaofei and Le Zhiyan listened to the fisherman girl's kind words and listened to the antiphonal songs that echoed on the sea from time to time. They really had a different mood in their hearts.
…
After they said goodbye to the fisherman girl, they arrived at the foot of Yalou Mountain in Junshan Mountain.
Yalou Mountain has lush green trees, clear streams, and chirping birds. It is spring all year round; there is a ten-mile long pavilion beside the road.
Today, Le Zhiyan bid farewell to Zhang Shaofei and sent him to Shili Changting.
Farewell is inherently sad, not to mention the cold autumn, which only adds a little more sadness. It is such a sad and annoying scene.
Under the blue sky, autumn chrysanthemums bloomed all over the mountains and fields, the autumn wind blew, and a lone wild goose flew overhead.
On the afternoon of the farewell day, who dyed the maple leaves all over the mountain red?
Those are the tears of Li Ren...
Next to the ancient road, there is a long pavilion with lush and fragrant grass.
Although the ancient vines are long, they can't stop the footsteps of my beloved as they go away. I wish I could raise my long spear to stop the sun approaching the zenith.
Unexpectedly, God has just ended the overt and covert fight with the elder sister, but the sorrow of separation has already begun.
When she suddenly heard that he said "he was leaving," she was immediately confused and hesitated.
She stared blankly at the Ten-mile Pavilion, and she seemed to have lost weight...
Who can understand this sorrow and sorrow?
Zhang Shaofei looked at the inseparable Le Zhiyan and said with infinite affection: "Sister Ayan, why are you wearing no makeup today?"
"Alas -" Le Zhiyan sighed faintly, and a burst of sadness surged into his heart.
What she said in her heart: Brother Afei, how do you know what’s in my heart? Thinking that you are about to leave makes me sad and sad, so why should I feel sorry for you? From now on, if you prepare quilts and pillows, you can only sleep in a drowsy manner; from now on, those shirts and sleeves will only be filled with constant tears. Why don't you worry about killing people? Why don't you worry about killing people? From now on, all I can do is wait for my brother to return...
They were sitting opposite each other on the stone platform of Changting.
After a long time, Le Zhiyan took out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses from her handbag.
Zhang Shaofei, who was sitting sideways, frowned and was in a daze.
Zhang Shaofei saw Le Zhiyan holding back tears and not daring to let them flow out...
Although the autumn scenery is picturesque, but the farewell is imminent, at this time, why not make people sad and cry!
Her mind seemed obsessed and her mood was like drunkenness. From the moment she knew he was alone and thousands of miles away, she became confused, troubled by worries, her face was haggard, and she was thinner than a yellow flower...
"Brother A Fei, please...please have a farewell drink..." For a long time, Le Zhiyan held the wine glass and sighed, infinitely sad.
Since that day when I followed him to climb rocks and collect herbs, and fly across the cliffs, the happy time didn't last long, but the emotions of separation followed.
But now, Le Zhiyan deeply feels the various tastes and sorrows of separation.
They were facing each other for a moment. Although they could only stay together for a while, they could still be considered to be drinking together on the same stage.
Zhang Shaofei held the wine glass stupidly and said sadly: "Ayan sister, can you still drink this kind of wine? It smells like water and earth. If it is real water and earth, there will also be some earthy smell. Water How does it taste?"
The fragrant wine was as light as water to Zhang Shaofei and Le Zhiyan at this moment, and it was mostly filled with the tears of separation.
It's not that I don't want to drink the wine in front of me, it's just that my stomach is full of sorrow. It's a pity that he is too kind-hearted. In order to cure Wang Jinfa's strange disease, he did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles to get bird's nests, which separated her from him.
…
After finishing the farewell "liquor", Le Zhiyan handed the exquisite handbag containing red eggs to Zhang Shaofei.
The two lovers are inseparable, and the sun has risen to the sky and shines on the vast Yalou Mountain.
Le Zhiyan looked at the sun hanging in the sky, knowing that the time to say goodbye had come. She thought to herself: After seeing each other in this long pavilion, I wonder where he will sleep in the open tonight? Even in dreams it is hard to find...
Le Zhiyan watched the sun slowly crawling across the sky. As if in the middle of the sky, a voice seemed to be calling her: "If you don't leave now, your Afei brother may not be able to leave; if you don't leave, she will be injured." To the point of criticism..."
She hesitated, turned around, and walked out of the ten-mile pavilion without looking back. She walked down the mountain resolutely and disappeared into the stone mountain opposite the pavilion...
Zhang Shaofei stood in the pavilion and watched Le Zhiyan leave in a hurry. He couldn't help but burst into tears: "Mei Ayan is gone, what will I do?"
Looking at it with tears in my eyes, I was cut off by a rocky mountain.
Zhang Shaofei said with his finger: "Shishan, Shishan, why do you want to stop me from looking at Ayanmei? I want to move this mountain!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the stone mountain slowly began to move, moving to the foot of the cliff tower on the seaside.
However, although he moved heaven and earth, he moved the stone mountain. But he could no longer see his sister Ayan.
The stone mountain echoes the ten-mile long pavilion and stands erect. It seems that with its stillness and solemnity, it restrains the pursuit of excessive desires; with its loud and clear Zen music, it inspires the regeneration and baptism of the human soul...
Zhang Shaofei stood outside the pavilion, unable to see Le Zhiyan's retreating figure. He left the pavilion with a sad mood and headed towards Guanghuai along the winding path of Yalou Mountain...
