"Heaven and earth are the backward journey of all things... Time is the passerby of a hundred generations... and life is like a dream, for joy... and for joy..."

In June, Sucheng, after the season when all things are revived, entered a month when flowers bloom and colorful. The flying catkins in the sky seemed to blow away the remaining time with the last trace of strength.

The catkins are everywhere in the sky, and they look like snow. This scene is very beautiful, like the snowflakes in summer, floating in the sky. If the wind is stronger, the catkins will dance more densely, floating and shaking, as if a rootless life is beautiful, and it also blooms with indescribable sadness.

They seem to have no home, or to have wanderers who have left their hometown, and can only move with the wind. In the end, they do not know where their fate is, and where they will be blown by the wind. Perhaps it is on the river surface, becoming the water and sky view in the eyes of tourists, or they fall on the ground, blending with the dust, rolling into a ball, sweeping densely in the wind.

Their destiny is the wind, and different winds give them different lives.

There was a wisp of willow catkins, white and colorful, gently dancing in the air, landing on the head of a small pleasure boat, standing on the palm of the right hand of a young man in white.

The young man held the wine pot in his left hand, took a big mouthful, and spoke the bold poem. Its voice was not loud, but it showed a sense of freedom as if he wanted to pursue the end of the world.

Behind the young man was a middle-aged man in a book-child outfit. The man had a bitter face and looked reluctant. Almost every time the young man took a sip, the middle-aged man would feel more heartbroken.

"A pot of osmanthus wine costs seven cents of silver. It's so expensive, it's really too expensive!! Take a sip, it's almost half a cent..."

The catkins that fell on the young man's palm paused, as if they had not reached the end, and they were faintly sighing and echoed. They flew up from the young man's hands again, floated past his eyes, and flew into the distance, dazed in a daze, and also showed a hint of madness, as if they knew their own death and rushed to the place where Guixu, which left it without fatigue.

Next to the river bank, there is a peach blossom forest. At this moment, the catkins are flying, and the peach blossoms are dotted, and even the flowers fall into the river after the wind, floating on the water, rippling with the waves.

"The crazy willow catkins dance with the wind, and the thin peach blossoms flow through the water." Wang Lin drank the wine in his hand in one sip, and the laughter echoed.

In addition to the boatman and the master and servant, there were three women in graceful clothes. One of the three girls played the piano and the two sang and danced, which made the boat pass along the river along the river, accompanied by willow catkins all over the sky, passing by the bridge and leaving.

"Great blessing, come and get wine!" Wang Lin turned around and looked at the middle-aged man behind him with a laugh.

Dafu sighed bitterly, picked up a pot of wine from the side, handed it to Wang Lin reluctantly, and spoke almost in a crying voice.

"Young master, the money is really not much this time... We are Zu Huafang, we are buying wine again, and these three little ladies are accompanying you. The daily expenses are too high... Or... we should go ashore and find a cheap inn to save some."

"What's the hurry? The person I'm waiting for hasn't come yet." Wang Lin shook his head and smiled, took the wine pot and took another sip, then sat aside, listening to the pretty woman stroking the strings and playing a gentle sound of the piano. The sound of the piano showed a hint of joy, but it fell into Wang Lin's ears, but it made him unable to integrate into his mind.

"Young Master, this time I took out all the things I had hidden privately. You... grandma, I have calculated that if you spend this, we will go begging for another seven days!!

It's been more than a month, and it's been more than a month. Who are you waiting for? Why haven't you come yet?" Dafu was extremely heartbroken and kept talking around Wang Lin like a heart-wrenching voice.

Maybe his appearance was very interesting, which made the woman who was tired from resting while dancing, smirked.

Dafu glared at the woman, muttered a few words and then picked up a pot of wine and took a few sips.

"I want to drink more, this is a good wine, a sip of a half..."

"The sound of the piano is still wrong." Wang Lin leaned against the side of the boat and shook his head gently. After a long time, he drank a little too much. He got drunk and walked to the woman playing the piano. His right hand was placed on the guqin. The woman's pretty face turned red and he quickly took off her hands.

"I remember there was a song that was unknown, but I heard it in my dream. She should be playing it like this..." Wang Lin closed his eyes and slowly played it on the guqin with his right hand.

At the beginning, it was full of astringency, and the intermittent piano music could not be made into a song, but gradually, as Wang Lin's entire mind merged into it, the music of the piano music slowly became coherent.

An indescribable sad sound of the piano flew out faintly in this pleasure boat and spread around.

The two women resting on the boat were now blank and staring at Wang Lin. The sadness in the sound of the piano was very faint, but it went straight into their souls, making people feel shocked after hearing it.

At some point, Wang Lin sat in the place where he played the piano. The woman who played the piano before was beside him, her beautiful eyes showed an indescribable spirit, as if she was lost in the faint sound of the piano that seemed to sigh.

Even Dafu was stunned for a moment and sat there, drinking sips of wine, forgot about the pain, staring blankly at his right wrist, and ignoring his mind.

This piano sound was a different song played by Li Muwan back then, but the same sound of the charm also appeared in the hands of the blind girl in the Demon Spirit Land.

At this moment, Wang Lin's closed eyes slowly saw tears flowing down, and the tears fell on the strings, as if they were melting into the sound of the piano and then drifted away.

His dreams come every night. In that dream, he saw a lot, but not all people are clear. There are a few people who always appear in the dream, but even though they are vague, the feeling that makes him sad is very deep and deep.

Under the sound of the piano, the pleasure boat floated on the river, crossed the stone bridges until dusk and sunset, and another night came.

Wang Lin waited for more than a month, but the person who should have appeared in his dream never appeared.

As the pleasure boat floated past a stone bridge, there were two people standing there on the stone bridge, silently looking at the pleasure boat, with the sad piano music surrounding his ears.

Both of these people were white-haired old men, one of them was wearing a blue shirt. Although he was standing there calmly, his body was straight, like a green pine.

His expression was vicissitudes, his eyes showed wisdom. Standing there, a breath of a contemporary literary and genius came to his face.

He is Su Dao.

"What a sad sound of the soul. Such music cannot be played in ordinary people's life... And in that sorrow, it reveals the vicissitudes of eternal changes. It is like after countless years. Looking back, a sad picture in the memory is always permeated in my heart. Su San, this trip, I did not come in vain." Su Dao's eyes showed emotion, and Wang Lin, who was playing the piano, spoke slowly at the pleasure boat gradually fading under the bridge.

The old man behind Su Dao also sighed softly. If Wang Lin saw him at this moment, he would definitely recognize him at first sight. This person was the old man who always looked at his test papers in the examination room until the final prison official.

"The student didn't expect that he could play the piano. However, after seeing his test paper, he felt that this son was extraordinary. When he came to pay homage to Mr. A few days ago, he saw this son's cruise ship, so he asked Mr. to come here to see him." The old man looked respectful and bent over and said softly.

The pleasure boat went further and further away, and the sound of the piano slowly dissipated. At this moment, the old man in green clothes, Su Dao smiled slightly, stepped forward a few steps and pressed the bridge railings, shouting at the riverside painting boat below.

"Young man, tell me, what do you think of cause and effect?"

Wang Lin paused his hands, and the piano sound stopped. He opened his eyes, turned around with confusion, and saw the old man in green clothes on the bridge. At his position, he could only see the old man at this time, and he could not see the second old man behind him in the other direction of the bridge.

At this moment, the night was shrouded in the sky, and a bright moon hung in the sky. In the night, the old man's figure seemed a little blurred. Even the surroundings of the bridge seemed to be hidden under the moonlight, becoming hazy.

"Cause and effect..." Even Wang Lin's gaze seemed to blur at this moment. He stared at the old man in a daze, at the bridge, at the haze around him, and murmured.

"It shouldn't be like this... If all this is a reincarnation, if all this is a dream, then what I should meet is the me in the dream... But why now, what I meet is this old man... Why is this..."

Wang Lin waited for more than a month, and what he was waiting for was the scene where he saw in a dream that made him wake up and be in a daze all day and drink all day. In that picture, he saw another self appearing on the water of the Sucheng River and on the stone bridge.

But now, he did not meet the self in his dream, but met the old man.

"This cannot be explained... I know the matter of the Soul Refining Sect, and even the person who appeared hundreds of years later, I could vaguely guess that it was me in my dream... But, all this had been understood by me, but why didn't I see him here..." Wang Lin's eyes showed deep confusion. He couldn't figure it out, and even he himself was becoming more and more blurred at this moment.

As Wang Lin became confused, the pleasure boat was wandering further and further away.

The old man on the stone bridge saw that Wang Lin did not answer, and shouted again with a smile.

"Young man, tell me what do you think is cause and effect."

"Cause and effect...I am the cause, I am the result..." Wang Lin's voice came slowly, slowly dissipating as the pleasure boat went away.

The old man in blue shirt, Su Dao, had a smile on his face, looked at the pleasure boat and disappeared in his eyes, and looked back at the students behind him.
Chapter completed!