Crosses the boatman in the horizon. 渡舟人在天涯。 On that day the day that forgot under the Sichuan river to screen, that border was the endless river water, in the sound did not know to flow to where in that changed to the endless border...... 那天是忘川河下映出的天,那涯是无尽的河水,在那哗哗声中不知流向何处,化作无尽的涯…… Drinks next to forget the Sichuan water, can perhaps forget once, one such as Su Ming at this moment, is crossing the boat, is suspending the oar, the water splash that splashes scatters fragmentarily, has such one to drop into near the lip, bitter and astringent. 喝下一口忘川水,或许就可以忘记了曾经,一如此刻的苏铭,渡着舟,摆着桨,溅起的水花零星飘散,有那么一滴落入唇边,苦涩。 That forgets the Sichuan river bank as before, that as if no longer decayed the log cabin in the years, under that eaves, Su Ming silently sits there as before, looks at sky, looks at the world, looks at all living things to take off and land, looks at next to be possible in the rainy night, person of arrival. 依旧还是那忘川河畔,依旧还是那仿佛在岁月里不再腐朽的木屋,在那屋檐下,苏铭默默地坐在那里,看着天空,看着世界,看着众生起落,看着下一个或许会在雨夜里,到来的人。 One year of summer, the rain water is bringing burning hot wisp of cool, in a night, outside this log cabin, came a person finally. 一年的夏天,雨水带着炎热中的一缕清凉,在一个夜里,于这木屋外,终又来了一个人。 That is a guy, a wear long gown, the body tall and strong, handsome man, this man stands by the log cabin silently, silently looks at the river water, in the look reveals wipes lowly. 那是一个大汉,一个穿着长袍,身子魁梧,相貌堂堂的汉子,这汉子默默的站在木屋旁,默默的看着河水,神色中露出一抹低落。 „Boatmen.” His in a soft voice to open mouth. “船家。”他轻声开口。 Su Ming sits under the log cabin, gains ground, integrates in the face in darkness, in looking to that guy, has shown the smile, crossed Canglan, came First Senior Brother. 苏铭坐在木屋下,抬起头,融入黑暗里的面孔上,在看向那大汉时,露出了微笑,渡走了沧兰,来了大师兄。 „This river called to forget Sichuan.” The guy is looking at the river water, in a soft voice to open mouth. “这河可是叫忘川。”那大汉望着河水,轻声开口。 „Yes.” “是的。” „Opposite, but other shore?” “对面可是彼岸？” „I do not know.” “我不知道。” „I and other person.” When the guys have turned the head, looks to Su Ming, moonlight falls on his face, in that vision is bringing deeply does not abandon and a sorrow of parting of not being able to say. “我在等一个人。”大汉转过头,看向苏铭时,月光落在他的脸上,那目光里带着深深的不舍与一种说不出的离愁。 Su Ming has smiled, set out to step onto the stern, turned head tranquilly looks at that guy. This guy was also silent a meeting, has smiled, the laughter is getting bigger and bigger, tears must stay behind with a smile, takes a step to step into this bow, sits cross-legged to sit down. 苏铭笑了,起身走上了船尾,回头平静的看着那大汉。这大汉又沉默了一会,笑了起来,笑声越来越大,笑着笑着,眼泪似要留下,迈步间踏入这船头,盘膝坐下。 The orphaned boat vanguard, forgets the night of Sichuan, the rain water sprinkles in the river to make the continuous sound. Falls into the ship, is rapping the ship wood, resembled is relating the past, will be pouring out next life. 孤舟前行,忘川之夜,雨水洒落河中发出连绵不绝的声响。落入船内,敲击着船木,似在诉说着前尘,倾诉着来生。 The master gate brothers of previous, this lifetime being in the same boat forget Sichuan, Su Ming look at the distant place. Smile on face changed to the innermost feelings gradually sighed lightly, until arriving at the other shore, silent has stood up the body until that guy, took the bow. 前一世的师门兄弟,这一生的同舟忘川,苏铭看着远处。脸上的微笑渐渐化作了内心的轻叹,直至到了彼岸,直至那大汉沉默中站起了身,迈出了船头。 „I and other person, is my Little Junior Brother, exhausted boatmen you, if sees him. Told him...... He...... Must come!” The guys have not turned head, are stepping stride. Walked toward the distant place. “我等的人,是我的小师弟,劳烦船家你若看到他。告诉他……他……一定要来！”大汉没有回头,迈着大步。向着远处走去了。 Su Ming is looking at the form of guy, for a long time for a long time, nod of gently. 苏铭望着大汉的身影,许久许久,轻轻的点了点头。 „My meeting.” He has turned around, on that orphaned boat, the place that returning to him to wait, continues the waiting next person. “我会的。”他转过身,在那孤舟上,回到了他应该等待的地方,继续等待下一个人。 This season rainy night, resembles to depart was slower. Even if several months later also for a long time rains, daytime or dark night. As if some people in space bursting into tears water, that tears sprinkle the world, became the rain. 这个季节的雨夜,似离去的缓慢了一些。哪怕是几个月后也已久下着雨,无论是白天还是黑夜。仿佛有人在天上流着泪水,那泪水洒落人间,就成为了雨。 Especially night, when the wind blows, the raindrop falls on the earth different places, or soil, leaf, ship wood, river water, the eaves that Su Ming is, this different sound conveyed at the same time, has composed one type, if you will not listen to the sounds of nature that was easy to neglect carefully. 尤其是夜里,当风吹来时,雨滴落在大地不同的地方,或是泥土,或是树叶,或是船木,或是河水,或是苏铭所在的屋檐,这不同的声音在同一时间传来,组成了一种若你不仔细听就会容易忽略的天籁。 Su Ming sits under the eaves, integrates in the darkness, is listening to the rain, is static the heart, looks at the distant place, pass rainy day the cold of silently, until the midnight deep place, candlelight lit, had been placed under the eaves by Su Ming, careful putting the cover, having kept the wind that blew from extinguishing it, causes this lights, became this nighttime only light, causes person who night can come, will unable to see here, will not lose the direction. 苏铭坐在屋檐下,融入黑暗里,听着雨,静着心,看着远方,默默的度过雨天的寒,直至午夜深处,一盏烛火点燃,被苏铭放在了屋檐下,小心的放上了罩子,使得那吹来的风无法将其熄灭,使得这灯火,成为了这黑夜里唯一的光明,使得夜里会来的人,不会看不到这里,不会迷失了方向。 Is looking at the candlelight, Su Ming does not think own once, does not go to think that own Cultivation , does not care about matter of arrival and Three Desolates of that catastrophe, he cares only, is in the years of these two This, he must make one, is carrying the friend, is carrying the lover, crossing boatman to other shore. 望着烛火,苏铭不去思索自己的曾经,不去想自己的修为,不去在意那浩劫的降临与三荒之事,他唯一在意的,就是这两甲子的岁月里,他要做一个,载着友人,载着爱人,去往彼岸的渡舟人。 When does not know gets up, rain clothes have covered the Su Ming's heart, a coolie hat stood has blocked from his soul, he lowered the head, under that bamboo hat, stared at the candlelight in chimney, saw the world in candlelight, saw in that world, the laughter , anger , sorrow and happiness of people he was familiar with. 不知什么时候起,一身蓑衣盖住了苏铭的心,一件笠立遮住了他的魂,他低着头,在那斗笠下,凝望灯罩内的烛火,看到了烛火内的世界,看到了那个世界里,他熟悉的人们的喜怒哀乐。 Until one daybreak to the night, his side, came a ghost. 直至一个黎明将至的夜里,他的身边,来了一个鬼。 A whole body hides in the darkness, stands in the Su Ming's opposite, looks in the chimney together the ghost of candlelight, he looks at the candlelight, in both eyes is bringing complex of not being able saying that has lifted the head gradually, looked to Su Ming. 一个全身隐藏在黑暗中,站在苏铭的对面,一起看着灯罩内烛火的鬼,他看着烛火,双目内带着说不出的复杂,渐渐抬起了头,看向了苏铭。 „ You have hidden the truth from other people, may not hide the truth from me...... Since this is your decision, I only hope...... Can there one day, but can also see my Little Junior Brother. “你瞒过了其他人,可瞒不过我……既然这是你的决定,我只希望……能在那里有一天,还可以看到我的小师弟。 This life you is a boatmen, walks, leading me to cross river. ” The ghost has smiled, is only this smiling face is very bitter, is very astringent. 今生你是船家,走吧,带我过河。”那鬼笑了,只是这笑容很苦,很涩。 Su Ming gains ground, is looking at the present ghost, is looking at his Second Senior Brother, setting out silently, is suspending the oar silently, until arriving at other shore. 苏铭抬起头,望着眼前的鬼,望着他的二师兄,默默的起身,默默地摆着桨,直至到了彼岸。 „I do not have the passage money.” The ghosts, stand in the bow, slowly to open mouth. “我没有船钱。”鬼,站在船头,缓缓开口。 „The previous existence has given.” Su Ming shook the head, gazes after his Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother after hearing his these words, as if has smiled, this is in that smiling face does not abandon, in turning head two people are away from forgets Sichuan, when is away from the orphaned boat, is as before clear. “前生已给。”苏铭摇了摇头,目送他的二师兄,二师兄在听到了他的这句话后,似乎笑了,这是那笑容里的不舍,于回头二人隔着忘川,隔着孤舟时,也依旧清晰。 „This is not your responsibility.” “这本不是你的责任。” „This is my original intention.” “这是我的原意。” The ship goes far away, forgets Sichuan to forget Sichuan, is away from the previous generation this life, is away from and now, perhaps is away from one forever difficultly to meet...... Not being able to distinguish clearly is he is delivering him, he is delivering him...... 船远去,忘川忘川,隔着前世今生,隔着过去与现在,或许隔着一个永远难相见……分不清是他送着他,还是他送着他…… This he, who is, Su Ming understands, Second Senior Brother understands, perhaps the bystander also understands. 这个他,是谁,苏铭懂,二师兄懂,或许外人也懂。 Crossed Canglan, has packed off First Senior Brother, looks at Second Senior Brother to go far away, Su Ming in that vision, returned to these two This years to belong to his place once more, then no longer in the years by decayed the log cabin, was only...... The log cabin can not be decayed, but the Su Ming's face, actually no longer is a youth, but changed to the middle age. 渡走了沧兰,送走了大师兄,看着二师兄远去,苏铭在那目光中,再次的回到了这两甲子岁月里属于他的地方,那在岁月里不再腐朽的木屋旁,只是……木屋可以不腐朽,可苏铭的面孔,却不再是青年,而是化作了中年。 He of middle age, on the face had Hu Cha, the whole person brings to wipe the light vicissitudes, but the majority of faces covered under the bamboo hat, the sunlight could not shine, the vision naturally is unable to see clearly that perhaps only had front candlelight, can see clearly the face that this sighed lightly. 中年的他,脸上有了胡茬,整个人带着一抹淡淡的沧桑,只是大部分的面孔都盖在了斗笠下,阳光照耀不到,目光也自然无法清晰看到,或许唯有面前的烛火,才可以看清这张轻叹的脸。 The rainy day, as if also soon passes by, in this another rainy night, Su Ming is looking at the candlelight, turning the head is, saw by this log cabin, when does not know, has blossomed a white floret. 雨天,似乎也快要过去,在这又一个雨夜里,苏铭望着烛火,转头是,看到了在这木屋旁,不知何年何月,开出了一朵白色的小花。 That flowers are very beautiful, but rustlings in the rain, as if trembles, but as before rigid being in full bloom, that is a tawny day lily is colored. 那花朵很美,只是在雨中瑟瑟,仿佛发抖,但却依旧执着的盛开,那是一朵萱花。 The tawny day lily in rain, beautiful is bringing strongly, such as a female. 雨中的萱,美丽中带着坚强,如一个女子。 Its static being in full bloom, does not have the rich fragrance, does not have graceful magnificent and expensive, is very simple, is very common, may in this rainy night, in Su Ming's, it be only. 它静静的盛开,没有浓郁的香气,没有雍容的华贵,很简单,很寻常,可在这雨夜里,在苏铭的目中,它是唯一。 Looks at the tawny day lily flower in that rain, Su Ming walked, in the hand left a paper umbrella, lived in the rain for that white tawny day lily perianth, that umbrella is not big, may actually be able to cover all winds and rains, as if gives lets that white floret feeling warm, the appearance that the flowers are in full bloom, such as female in the Su Ming mind in smiles to him. 看着那雨中的萱花,苏铭走了过去,手中多出了一把纸伞,为那朵白色的萱花盖住了雨,那伞不大,可却能将所有的风雨都遮盖,仿佛给予的温暖让那白色的小花感受,花朵盛开的样子,如一个苏铭脑海中的女子在向他微笑。 That smiling face is very beautiful, looks that on the Su Ming's face has also shown the smile, such silently is looking at this flower, as if can look at the life. 那笑容很美,看着看着,苏铭的脸上也露出了微笑,就那样默默的望着这朵花,仿佛可以去望一生。 Rainy season, passed eventually, in the season of autumn wind, Su Ming loaded in this small white bloom the pot, has placed own front, protected with the temperature of body, becomes companion who has accompanied him to look at the autumn wind. 雨季,终究还是过去了,秋风的季节里,苏铭将这朵小白花装入到了花盆里,放在了自己的面前,用身体的温度去呵护,成了陪伴他看着秋风的伴侣。 Looks from afar, as if side Su Ming's, the female sits there, with Su Ming abreast in row, watches the sunrise together, is waiting for the sunset together, looks at the bright moonlight together, together several stars. 远远一看,似乎在苏铭的身边,有一个女子坐在那里,与苏铭并排,一起看着日出,一起等着日落,一起看着明月,又一起数着星辰。 The leaf that scatters with the wind sprinkled, has such region in front of Su Ming's, fell in palm that in he has lifted, this leaf was having the fall scenery, the clear vein seemed hiding somebody's life, can count, the trace of this vein. 随风飘散的树叶洒落,有那么一片落在了苏铭的面前,落在了他抬起的掌心内,这树叶带着秋色,清晰的脉络似乎隐藏着某个人的一生,可以让人去数一数,这脉络的痕迹。 But autumn is most beautiful, is not the autumn leaf in that wind dances, but is the setting sun, bringing the red setting sun to fall on sky slowly, the afterglow sprinkles earth, is getting more and more long, but if carefully looked that actually discovered that that more and more long shadow that the Su Ming's shadow draws gradually, slowly changes pale, after the setting sun dusk, this shadow will vanish, you could not distinguish clearly it to integrate earth, melted the dark night, when one such as could not distinguish clearly the years to end, cannot distinguish clearly in that remote world, and they...... Whether also has one day of meeting. 而秋天最美的,不是那风中的秋叶起舞,而是夕阳,带着红色的夕阳于天空上慢慢落下,余晖洒落大地,将苏铭的影子渐渐拉的越来越长,可若仔细去看却是发现,那越来越长的影子,正慢慢的变淡,一直到夕阳黄昏后,这影子将消失,你分不清它是融入了大地,还是融进了黑夜,一如分不清岁月何时结束,分不清在那个遥远的世界里,自己与他们……是否真的还有相见的一天。 If this autumn to the sadness of person, at this moment is looking at the autumn leaf of palm, the Su Ming's sigh as if must all spread in these two Jiazili missing of latter half of one's life. 如这秋天给人的悲伤,此刻望着掌心的秋叶,苏铭的叹息仿佛要把后半生的思念全部在这两甲子里传出。 Dusk will pass, when the Su Ming's shadow integrates has forgotten Sichuan Hanoi, he cannot see own behind shadow, cannot see by that shadow, in fact also presented the inverted image of that female. 黄昏将逝,苏铭的影子融入到了忘川河内时,他看不到自己身后的影子,也看不到那影子旁,实际上也出现了那女子的倒影。 Time as if in this moment static, the picture is very beautiful, falling gently of autumn leaf, some falls to forget in the Sichuan river, swung the ripples, caused some Su Ming's shadow fluctuations, caused the shadow of that female, as if must melt, making this picture as if no longer tranquil. 时间仿佛在这一刻静止了,画面很美,秋叶的飘落,有一些落入忘川河中,荡起了涟漪,使得苏铭的影子有些波动,使得那女子的影子,似乎要融化,让这画面仿佛不再平静。 When lowers the head, the white floret presented the indication on the wane, but as if to accompany some oneself time, therefore is insisting existence. 低头时,白色的小花出现了凋零的征兆,只是似乎为了多陪自己一些时间,所以坚持着存在着。 When gains ground, dusk , a wear red women's clothing, is leading a wisp of arrogant female, at the back of a sword, came from the distance, her step is not quick, may actually appeared flickers, as if can condense all around all vision, this not because of her beauty, but is the powerful of that from the heart. 抬头时,黄昏里,一个穿着红色衣裙,带着一缕高傲的女子,背着一把剑,从远处走来,她的步伐不快,可却在出现的一瞬,似乎可以将四周的一切目光都凝聚过去,这不是因为她的美丽,而是那种发自内心的强势。 With common female composed different, that is a mature charm, if the clothing is the same, the fiery red as scorching sun, looks at such as a fierce horse from afar, if you have the skill to conquer, then she is you since then. 与寻常女子的婉约不同,那是一种成熟的魅力,如其衣衫一样,火红似骄阳,远远一看又如一匹烈性的马,你若有本事征服,则从此她属于你。 If you could not conquer, then she belonged to the distant place. 你若征服不了,则她属于远方。 „Boatmen, has the liquor.” Along with approaching, this female stopped by the log cabin, in the look was bringing profoundly, looked to Su Ming. “船家,有酒么。”随着走近,这女子停在了木屋旁,眼神中带着深邃,看向苏铭。 Su Ming gains ground, smiles. 苏铭抬着头,笑了。 „Um? Your this boatmen is old, but appearance also quite a little charm.” The female looked at Su Ming one, suddenly approaches several steps, approaches Su Ming, careful looks at the Su Ming's face. “嗯？你这船家年纪不小,可样子还颇有点魅力。”那女子看了苏铭一眼,忽然走近几步,靠近苏铭,仔细的看着苏铭的面孔。 „Liquor does not have, perhaps that side in river, has.” Su Ming smiles to open mouth. “酒没有,河的那一边,或许有。”苏铭笑着开口。 „You also here wait for anything, has not crossed the boat!” This female smiles, this smiling face such as the rose is in full bloom, turns around to step into on the boat ship, when turns head, saw Su Ming sets out, small white bloom that will soon die of old age, has led into the stern. “那你还在这里等什么,还不渡舟！”这女子一笑,这笑容如玫瑰盛开,转身间踏入舟船上,回头时,看到了苏铭起身,将那即将凋谢的小白花,也带入了船尾。 The setting sun departs that flickers, forgets the Sichuan river bank, the boat ship, one side hull...... Three shade depth. 夕阳离去的那一瞬,忘川河上,舟船去,一侧船身……三影深。 --------------- --------------- Second delivers, is set to guarantee a minimum the monthly ticket in November, Fellow Daoist, in November, the sword must come out of the sheath!!! 12 points, will have third! 第二更送上,预定11月保底月票,道友们,11月,剑要出鞘！！！12点,会有第三更！ The eruption starts since then!!( To be continued. If you like this work, welcome you to cast the recommendation ticket and monthly ticket, your support, is I biggest power.) 爆发从此开始！！(未完待续。如果您喜欢这部作品,欢迎您来投推荐票、月票,您的支持,就是我最大的动力。)