The sun shines in the forest. In a willow forest in the distance, there is a young man riding on a donkey, holding a wine gourd and drinking wine comfortably.
"I'm so hungry. I don't have any dry food, so I can only drink to keep it down." Zhu Shun rubbed his belly, sat on the donkey and walked slowly.
Zhu Shun took a look around and saw a watermelon field. Zhu Shun saw the watermelon field, looked around again, and murmured to himself:
"It's a sin, there's no one around. Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I'll eat some secretly, which can be regarded as adding some merit to the melon farmers."
Zhu Shun got off the donkey, tied it under a willow tree, touched the donkey's head and said:
"Red beans, help keep the wind out of the wind. I'll pick a few more later and we'll each take half. How about that?"
The donkey nodded and brayed. Zhu Shun looked at the donkey with a smile and said:
"It's agreed."
Then Zhu Shun went directly to the melon field, smashed open a big watermelon, took a bite, and said:
"I'll go, it's so juicy and sweet." Zhu Shun ate like a pig.
While Zhu Shun was eating melon, he always felt that someone was leaning against his back. Zhu Shun was startled, then slowly turned his head, and suddenly saw a bearded man staring at him. The two stared at him for a long time.
The bearded man looked at Zhu Shun with sweat on his face and asked:
"Who are you?"
Zhu Shun stammered:
"I'm sorry, I was just very hungry, that's why I stole your melons."
The bearded man wiped his face and said: "We are destined to meet each other. I am also a kind person and I allow you to eat melon."
Then the bearded man broke off a large piece of watermelon and handed it to Zhu Shun and said:
"Brother, you're welcome."
Zhu Shun was very moved and said:
"Thank you, brother!" Then Zhu Shun swiped twice and ate the melon.
A middle-aged man came not far away. The man held a steel fork and walked slowly towards the melon. The middle-aged man saw a donkey tied on the ground in his house. He was startled at first, and then hurried to the melon. He looked at the two strangers who were eating their own watermelon, then opened his eyes wide and cursed:
"You two brats, how dare you steal melons." Then he walked towards here holding a fork.
Zhu Shun looked at the man and asked:
"Brother, isn't this your land?"
The bearded man held a large piece of watermelon, looked at Zhu Shun and said:
"Brother, we are destined to meet again."
Then the bearded man ran away holding the remaining large piece of watermelon. The melon farmer chased the man with a fork, and then Zhu Shun picked up a complete large watermelon and ran away from the man. Shun held the watermelon and rolled over to the donkey to untie the rope. Zhu Shun patted the donkey and said:
"Hongdou, run." Then the donkey quickly ran away with Zhu Shun.
The melon farmer accidentally tripped and fell, then flopped on the ground. He watched the bearded man escape, and then cursed angrily:
"Baby, don't let me catch you!!!"
The bearded man also ran in the direction of Zhu Shun.
Zhu Shun rode the donkey and looked behind him from time to time. Then when he saw no one, he lay down under a strong willow tree. There was a river here with wild ducks swimming in the water. In the distance, he could clearly see the mountains. , there were many fishermen on the river rowing boats to net fish in the middle of the river, and there were two anglers fishing.
Zhu Shun put the watermelon inside the package, and then walked slowly to a fisherman. The fisherman had white hair and was about sixty years old. Looking at the fisherman's fishing basket, Zhu Shun said:
"Senior, you have gained a lot."
The fisherman saw Zhu Shun smiling and said:
"Why don't you give it a try too."
The fisherman said again:
“Don’t underestimate fishing, it can interrupt your arrogance and make you objective and humble.”
The fisherman murmured:
"Here it comes!" Then he raised the fishing rod and saw a very big fish.
Zhu Shun walked to another fisherman. This fisherman was about the same age as the other fisherman. He was wearing a bamboo hat and a fishing rod, and he looked at the river quietly. Zhu Shun saw only two or three small fish. Fish basket, then said:
"Senior, today's harvest is a bit dismal."
The fisherman replied:
"Is fishing really about catching fish? In fact, it is not the case. I enjoy the process of fishing because I gain great satisfaction from the interaction with the fish, so I no longer care about the results."
The fisherman said again:
"For example, in terms of love between men and women, many people care too much about the final result, and this result will give rise to people's feelings of possession. Possession is a low-level love."
Zhu Shun was thoughtful, lost in thought, and looked towards the river.
Zhu Shun cupped his fists and said to the old man wearing a bamboo hat:
"Thank you, senior, for your advice."
The old man wearing a bamboo hat took out a fishing rod, handed it to Zhu Shun and said:
"How about we become fishing buddies together?"
Zhu Shun picked up the fishing rod, cupped his fists and said:
"Thank you, senior."
Zhu Shun picked up the fishing rod and squatted by the river. He remembered that when he was young, he and his friends would often go fishing in the river before they parted ways. Now he has not fished for many years. At that time, he was very happy every time he caught one. This should be psychological satisfaction.
Zhu Shun looked at the vibration of the fishing rod, and then he was very excited. He caught a big fish as soon as he lifted the rod. When Zhu Shun lifted the rod, he felt like he was in heaven. This feeling of harvest made him very satisfied. At this moment Zhu Shun seems to have fallen in love with fishing.
Zhu Shun asked the old man wearing a bamboo hat next to him:
"Senior, where does this belong?"
The old man in the bamboo hat replied:
"This is under the jurisdiction of Taishan County."
Then the old man pointed to a high mountain not far away and said:
"This is Mount Tai, the only mountain among the five mountains."
Zhu Shun was very surprised. This was Yang Yunfeng's hometown and he wondered if he could see him.
Zhu Shun handed the fishing rod to the old man and said:
"Thank you, senior, I have to be on my way."
The old man in a bamboo hat said:
"Take it, I still have quite a few at home. I think you must be a ranger. You must have suffered a lot along the way."
Zhu Shun replied: "It's okay."
The old man in a bamboo hat pointed to the other old man next to him and said:
"That old guy and I also fought together at the end of the world, sleeping and sleeping in the open air along the way. I know it's not easy."
The old man looked at Zhu Shun:
"Take it, do more good deeds, and you will feel very comfortable."
Zhu Shun took off the fishing rod, lowered his head and clasped his fists:
"Junior is here to say goodbye to the two seniors!"
Then Zhu Shun took the donkey and continued this aimless journey.
After leaving, the two old men looked at each other and smiled, seemingly recalling the beautiful memories of their youth, fighting with swords across the world, and enjoying grudges.
Unknowingly, it was night again, and the bright white moon in the sky shone on the earth. Zhu Shun found a cave, raised a bonfire inside, and grilled fish. Zhu Shun thought of the girl who saw him off that day, and his face was filled with tears. It’s a smile. I wonder when we can meet again?
Not far away, deep in the woods, there was a bearded man liberating his hands in a ditch. He covered his stomach and murmured to himself:
"Young calf, I ate too much melon and got diarrhea."
A yellow dog ran up from nowhere. It could be from a nearby village. It just stared at the man. The man and the dog looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. The man looked at the dog and said:
"Do you like hot food?"
The yellow dog stared at the man. The man felt very uncomfortable being stared at by a dog. Then the man recited a poem affectionately:
Wanting to expel the coarse sorrow in the belly, the crazy dog looks at the buttocks and saliva flows.
He clenched his fists and tried to drive away the rebellious dog, but Xiang had already shown his head.
The yellow dog ran towards the man as if he had seen something delicious in the world.
Seeing this scene, the man quickly picked the leaves of the willow tree, quickly wiped his buttocks, pulled up his pants, and ran away quickly.
The man had just walked for a while when his stomach growled. He was worried that there was no food.
But he smelled the aroma of grilled fish and murmured to himself:
"Be shameless and ask for some food, and others will give you face."
He then noticed a smoky cave and crawled into it.
As soon as the man entered the cave, he saw a familiar face, and the two of them stared at each other.
The man saw Zhu and said by the way:
"Brother, we are indeed destined."
Zhu Shun looked at the man in disbelief and replied:
"Brother, we are indeed destined. Thanks to you for letting me steal the melon smoothly."
The man covered his stomach, scratched his head and said:
"Brother, you're welcome. I'm very hungry too. Can you give me something to eat?"
Zhu Shun said:
"Of course you can, come here, brother, let's take half for each of us."
The bearded man, about thirty years old, carried a big sword on his back, wore shabby coarse clothes, and had a wine gourd hanging around his waist. He was tall and tall. The bearded man sat in front of Zhu Shun and said:
"My name is Wen Kui. I'm from Chang'an. What's your name, brother?"
Zhu Shun replied:
"My name is Zhu Shun, Shun of Zhushun, from Langya, Shandong."
Then Zhu Shun tore half of the fish and handed it to Wen Kui. Zhu Shun said:
"Brother Wen, why are you here?"
Wen Kui took down the grilled fish and replied:
"I want to see how big the world is, so I travel without direction, what about you?"
Zhu Shun was surprised and said:
"We are fellow-minded, and I also want to see how big the world is."
Wen Kui said:
"How about we come together and take care of each other. People should have their own way of living and try not to be full of regrets in their later years."
Zhu Shun squeezed Wen Kui's hand and said:
"I think so too."
Then the two started laughing, and they talked a lot.
Late at night, Zhu Shun picked up a writing brush from the package and leaned against a big rock in the cave to record what happened today.
When Wen Kui saw Zhu Shun writing, he stood next to Zhu Shun and stared at Zhu Shun writing, and asked:
"Brother Zhu, do you still have the habit of writing travel notes?"
Zhu Shun replied:
"Of course, record it and read it again after a few years. It will be very comfortable, as if you have gone back to many years ago."
Wen Kui also took out a book from his package. Wen Kui smiled and said, "I also like to write travel notes, hahaha."
Zhu Shun looked at Wen Kui's yellowed books and smiled:
"Can I take a look? Brother Wen."
Wen Kui replied:
"sure!"
Zhu Shun looked at the travel notes written by Wen Kui and couldn't help but sigh. He never expected that such a rough and tumble person could write such neat travel notes.
Wen Kui's book is very carefully recorded and written very delicately.
Zhu Shun gave a thumbs up and said:
"Brother Wen, what a literary talent!"
In this way, these two strangers gradually became familiar with each other.
Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend.
At night, the two of them made do with each other and fell asleep.
Memories are a wonderful thing. They live in the past and exist in the present, but they can affect the future.
