When I returned to the mountain, I was still immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate myself, but I found that Master had already been waiting for me at the entrance of the valley where the bamboo forest house was. Silently, Master took the luggage in my hand and patted it vigorously. My shoulder.
"Parting is painful. It is painful in the days to come when you can't think about it, and you can't do anything when you think about it. But if the feelings for each other are sincere, the cause and effect cannot be broken. Even if there is no fruit in this life, there will always be entanglements in the next life. Sanwa'er, Don't just look at some things in front of you. There are always people accompanying you on the road, and some people are leaving, but maybe at the next intersection, the person who left is waiting for you there." Master did not look back, just walked silently in front of me and whispered.
Thinking about it but not being able to get it is thinking about it but not being able to stay together and have it. Thinking about it but not being able to do anything about it means worrying about it but being unable to do anything. Yes, parting is painful. Parting can turn any relationship into a helpless thing. How can it not be painful
But Master also reminded me that what I need to tell the future is that the entanglement of cause and effect is not just in front of me. There is a long road, maybe in this life, maybe in all lifetimes. People who have cause and effect will one day be able to walk together for a while. road.
Looking at Master's back, the tears I had endured for a long time finally fell slowly and slid down my face. But at that moment, my gloomy mood finally had a glimmer of sunshine. I can look forward to the future, so why bother to cling to it? In front of you.
When I walked to the familiar small bamboo forest, I found that it was a little unfamiliar. When I looked carefully, some of the herbs originally planted around the yard were missing.
"Master, those..." I couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, since we are leaving, I have asked people to distribute those herbs to the villagers in the village. They are not valuable things. If you have three ailments on weekdays, it is always good to soak them in water and drink them." The master said. He walked back to Zhulin Xiaozhu without looking back.
Looking at the potholes all over the ground, a trace of loneliness crept into my heart again. People always long to spread their wings and fly high. If I really have to leave the familiar environment, that kind of helpless loneliness will still appear.
Following Master, I walked into the small bamboo forest building, only to find that it was empty except for a few simple pieces of furniture.
"Master, this...?" I had been mentally prepared for a long time, but I still couldn't help but ask, as if I couldn't bear to let go of anything today.
"I have already asked people to move the things down the mountain. An assistant has already gone ahead and brought some things to Beijing. Today we will stay in Zhulin Xiaozhu for another night." The master said lightly, his eyes were exceptionally calm.
Perhaps Master has become accustomed to this kind of nomadic life. I once heard him lament that this remote mountain village was the place where he stayed the longest in his life, and where he also spent the most peaceful time with me.
Perhaps for Master, peaceful years are a very luxurious thing, but once you have had it, it is enough. Why bother to pursue it persistently and think about me to live a peaceful life
Tao follows nature, and a natural heart means that no matter what time gives you, you should accept it calmly, experience it, and understand it, instead of escaping and forcing yourself to think about how you must live.
After putting down my luggage, Master came over and sat with me in front of the corridor of the bamboo forest house. For many days, we sat in front of the corridor like this, listening to the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves, and looking at The smoke from the mountain villages below the mountain curls up until the sky is filled with darkness.
"Why do you still need to stay one night?" I asked Master softly.
"For your farewell, I know your kid's character best. I can't always be straightforward when it comes to parting and emotional matters, so why shouldn't I help you." The master said, wanting to serve tea out of habit. But I found a teacup somewhere.
I kept silent. Master knew me. I really couldn't do things neatly and neatly on many things.
Sighing softly, my eyes fell on every place in this small valley, the pool under the small waterfall, the gurgling stream, the tender green grassland in early spring, and the quiet bamboo forest, every place was... My memories, I have laughed, made trouble, been sad, been tired here, they have accompanied me through this period of time...
"Sir, I'm afraid we won't be able to start a party today and are you hungry? Should we be shameless and go get some food?" Master suddenly asked.
"Nonsense, of course I'm going to get some food." I said loudly. In fact, I wanted to visit the place where I was born and raised.
"Haha, I think so too, Sanwa'er, do you remember that time we went to have a meal and had cowpea soup and rice? I really want to eat it again." Master said with a smile.
How could I forget? It was that time that I heard a poignant love story and felt melancholy for it for a long time. I was young at that time and didn’t know what love was, but now I am fifteen years old. Although I have never experienced love, I can still feel it. A hint of flavor has arrived.
Master is a straightforward person. Now that he has made a decision, he and I strode down the mountain. We chatted about that old lady, whom we had met a few days ago when we were getting medicine to fight insects. She was considered a longevity person in the countryside. old man.
At the foot of the mountain, I returned to the small mountain village I was familiar with. I told my master that I wanted to go home and have a look. It had been many years. In order to avoid being sentimental, I always avoided going to my old house. I would leave tomorrow. I wanted to go and see it anyway.
Soon, Master and I walked to the front of our house. The door was locked with a big lock, which was already rusty.
I took out a shiny brass key that I rubbed, and my hand couldn't help but tremble a little as I opened the big lock. The key was shiny because I played with it often, and the lock was rusty because I didn't have the courage to open it after all. door.
After tinkering for a full minute, I opened the door. It was only because I hadn't touched the lock for so long that I was so embroidered that it was so difficult.
As soon as I opened the door, the smell of moldy dust hit my nose. I couldn't help but sneeze, but when I saw this familiar courtyard again, I couldn't help but feel my heart tremble.
At this moment, it is a small courtyard that I am familiar with, but it is no longer familiar, because here, there is no longer the busy figure of my mother, the cheerful laughter of my father, the crazy play of my sisters and me, and it is overgrown with weeds. , so desolate.
I walked through every corner of this small courtyard, and every corner was filled with memories. This place is engraved with the only childhood years that my family and I could spend together. It is indelible in my heart.
In the kitchen, every puff of smoke that once rose was the warmth of home. I seemed to see my mother shouting: "Sir, don't go crazy in the yard, come and wash your hands and get ready to eat."
The hall is the place where the whole family sits together to eat, and it is also the place where we watch the fire and talk and laugh together on winter nights. I seem to hear my father saying: "Sir, if you give me a last-minute grade at the end of the semester, I will not be beaten to death." You." After all, my father was reluctant to beat me to death, but I really wanted to leave.
My parents' room, my sisters' room, my little room... I seemed to see again, the eldest sister pinching my cheek again, and the second sister smiling next to me, peeling grapes one by one and stuffing them into my mouth. .
This road was full of dust and spiders, and the smell of oldness and decay hit my face, but all I saw were scenes of memories.
I ran to the yard like crazy, startling many unknown bugs and even a grass snake along the way. I didn't care about it. I just stood at the mouth of the well in the yard in a daze. The water in the well was not dry. I looked down. , the water quality is still clear, here, here is the only place that has not changed.
"Sanwa'er, let's go." Master stood at the gate and never spoke. At this moment, when he saw me staring blankly at the well water, he finally reminded me that it was time to leave.
I didn’t cry, even my sadness had faded away. These memories are mine, I have owned them, they are an indispensable part of my life, I have nothing to carry on my back, we have walked together on the long road. Pass.
"Master, wait a minute." I shouted loudly, then picked up a small stone, used all my strength on the wall of the yard, and carved a line of words repeatedly.
Mom, Dad, sister, I love you. In my heart, we will always be together and never separate.
——Chen Chengyi.