#春晓

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Shi Benming, "春晓 (Early spring)", 2011, oil on canvas. B. 1958, Chinese.

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Dawn of Vernal Texas 蝶恋花 德州春晓

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我访故人明月下，灯花人面相映红。 一朝凤雏啼春晓，万顷河山清平中。 总角藏酿君莫饮，经年归来与兄逢。 人生何必常相伴，遥以相思寄东风。 a visit to my old friends beneath the clear moon, the flower flame and our faces reflected red. at dawn spring breaks to the young phoenix’s croon, days of peace through the lands far and wide spread. without a drink the youth buries the wine, returning to meet his brother after years long fled. unnecessary in life are meetings so often and soon, when the east wind can carry our mutual yearning instead.

二哈和他的白猫师尊 the husky and his white cat shizun

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离思五首 — The Five Songs of Mourning (complete)

And a little analysis.

In the morning mirror with the residual makeup of self-love, the hairpin is covered with green silk.

In a moment, the rising sun shone on the blush-painted cheeks, a red rose is about to awaken.

The mountain springs flow freely around the steps, and thousands of peach trees and blossoms reflect on the small building.

Reading Taoism leisurely and not getting up yet, watching her comb her hair under the bead curtain.

The red color is pressed by the new season, and the flower threads are soft and the dust is auspicious.

First of all, don't think that the material and soil are weak, a little sloppy is the most pleasant.

All water is forgettable when you’ve seen the vast blue sea, no clouds so wondrous as those at Mt. Wushan.

Idly, I pass by some flowers without looking back, partly to study Tao, partly to think of you.

There are usually hundreds of kinds of flowers in bloom, but the pear blossoms and white flowers are especially picked.

Today there are two or three trees at the head of the river, sadly spending the last spring with their leaves.

自爱残妆晓镜中，环钗漫篸绿丝丛。 [Zì'ài cán zhuāng xiǎo jìng zhōng, huán chāi màn cǎn lǜ sī cóng.] 须臾日射胭脂颊，一朵红苏旋欲融。 [Xūyú rìshè yānzhī jiá, yī duǒ hóng sū xuán yù róng.] 山泉散漫绕阶流，万树桃花映小楼。 [Shānquán sànmàn rào jiē liú, wàn shù táohuā yìng xiǎo lóu.] 闲读道书慵未起，水晶帘下看梳头。 [Xián dú dào shū yōng wèi qǐ, shuǐjīng lián xià kàn shūtóu.] 红罗著压逐时新，吉了花纱嫩麴尘。 [Hóng luōzhe yā zhú shí xīn, jíliǎo huā shā nèn qū chén.] 第一莫嫌材地弱，些些纰缦最宜人。 [Dì yī mò xián cái de ruò, xiē xiē pī màn zuì yírén.] 曾经沧海难为水，除却巫山不是云。 [Céngjīngcānghǎi nàn wéi shuǐ, chúquè wūshān bùshì yún.] 取次花丛懒回顾，半缘修道半缘君。 [Qǔcì huācóng lǎn huígù, bàn yuán xiūdào bàn yuán jūn.] 寻常百种花齐发，偏摘梨花与白人。 [Xúncháng bǎi zhònghuā qí fā, piān zhāi líhuā yǔ báirén.] 今日江头两三树，可怜和叶度残春。 [Jīnrì jiāng tóu liǎng sān shù, kělián hé yè dù cán chūn.]

Yuan Zhen describes the beauty and shy vanity of a woman who woke up in the early hours of the day. His writing is thoughtful, as if it were a moment he had just experienced, on the morning of the day he wrote the poem.

The landscape is described from far to near, and one can imagine that the colors start out dark and gradually become clear and vivid. Yuan Zhen reads a Taoist work, but neither this nor anything around him stops him from watching his wife getting ready for a new day.

As mentioned earlier, here, the fourth part tells of the poet's devoted love for his wife. Nothing will ever be as splendid as his beloved is to him. Yuan Zhen was intoxicated by the rough sea and beautiful clouds of Wushan, whose beauty was unprecedented.

With the last part, we can conclude that throughout the poem there are dark details amidst the beauty, the apathy of someone who doesn't seem to see anything special anywhere. The land is neglected, the trees are withering. It was the end of spring and a widower was mourning.

[xiakeponz]

I just wanted to translate a lil' bit of this book I was reading, because I didn't realise just how many poems (in the case of this book, Tang dynasty poems) have been lost to the ravages of time, and what a miracle it is that we even have a 唐诗三百首 today. Short note from me about translation approach is at the end under the cut.

唐诗寒武纪

王晓磊 (六神磊磊) 著

ISBN: 978-7-5302-2250-8

The Cambrian Age of Tang Poems by Author Wang Xiaolei (ISBN: 978-7-5302-2250-8)

Chapter 1 

Do you know how fortunate you are to be able to read Tang poems today? 

我志在删述，垂辉映千春。- 李白

My ambition is as grand as when Confucius compiled The Book of Poems, so that the radiance of my poems may shine a thousand springs from now. 

At a time 400 years ago from the present day, during the Tianqi Era (1621-1628) of the Ming Dynasty, when Eunuch Wei Zhongxian’s （魏忠贤）authority could eclipse the heavens- 

In the Haiyan district of the Zhejiang Province, there was an old man who silently shed his official’s robes, and folded them neatly. This was a set of blue robes embroidered with white pheasants, signifying that he was a fifth-rank court official. 

Outside, someone yelled, “Official Hu, why haven’t you come out yet! We’re waiting to escort you to De Zhou so you can take up your post there!”

“Take up my post?” The old gentleman gave a small smile, then muttered to himself, “Goodbye,  court politics! I have long grown weary of you. I’m going back to my hometown, and spending the rest of my years completing a very important matter- to compile the most complete set of Tang poems, so that there will no longer be any left out, so that no longer will there be any lost to the ages, so that our descendents can read them all!”

Let us remember the name of this old gentleman: Hu Zhenheng （胡震亨). 

Perhaps it is very difficult for people of the present day to understand - wasn’t he just wanting to make a compilation of poems, was that really so difficult? Did he need to really go this hard? Actually, yes. Back in that time period, it really was that difficult.  During that time, there were no publishing companies, printing factories, libraries, or convenient search engines. If you wanted to look up a poem, you’d have to pore through countless scrolls, you may even need to  trek over mountains and cross rivers just to be able to make a copy - and even after all that, you may not even have been able to make that copy. 

If Ol’ Hu slacked off, and didn’t make this Tang poetry compilation, what would have happened? The answer to that is, that the consequences would have been very dire.

At that time, Tang poetry was already starting to go extinct just like how our flora and fauna species are going into mass extinction today. According to Hu Zhenheng’s estimations, at least half of all Tang poetry had already been lost. 

Perhaps you are thinking, how the hell does poetry just go missing? As long as the poet is good enough, as long as the poem is good enough, then wouldn’t such works just be passed down through the ages, and be able to endure, that way? 

It really doesn’t work like that. 

Let me ask you a very broad question: out of all of the Tang poems, which one is the best? Perhaps many people will respond, off the top of their heads, “A night of moonlit blossoms on the river in spring” (春江花月夜“). This poem is lauded as the “a singular page eclipses the entire Tang dynasty” poem of poems, after all. Well then, who is the author of this fine poem? Many of you readers can answer, Zhang Ruoxu（张若虚）. 

This Mister Zhang has written such a great work, and has made such a great contribution to Tang Poetry. Well then, how many of his poems remain today? A hundred poems? Eighty? The answer will shock you - merely two of his poems remain today. 

The only reason “A night of moonlit blossoms on the river in spring” was able to be passed down to the present day, is really nothing more than a giant fluke. It was thanks to a very accidental opportunity, that when people in the Song dynasty were compiling a book of songs and ballads for their music bureau, they recorded this very poem by Zhang Ruoxu into the compilation, and enabled it to be passed down through the ages. 

Apart from two poems, all the other works created by Zhang Ruoxu in his lifetime, do not exist today. 

Now let me ask you another similar question: out of the pentasyllabic quatrain poems (五言绝句）in the Tang dynasty , which one is the best? Many will immediately respond, “Climbing White Stork Tower” （登鹳雀楼）. Yes, the one which everyone recited as a child - the sun sets against the mountains, the yellow river flows into the sea” (白日依山尽，黄河入海流）. Its author is recognised by most people as Wang Zhihuan (王之涣）. 

So then, how many poems has the great poet Wang Zhihuan left behind? The answer will again flabbergast you as you read it: there are only six poems left behind, the rest are all gone. 

Within a thousand years, we do not know how many lines like “the sun sets against the mountains （白日依山尽）”, and “the tides of the ocean and the moon rise in tandem （海上明月共潮生）” have been lost to the ages forever. 

The misfortunes of our friends Wang Zhihuan and Zhang Ruoxu, were not mere happenstance. 

How many poems of Li Bai （李白）have lived on to see the light of today? The most pessimistic takes say that, about one-tenth of all his poems exist today. 

This great genius has been writing poetry all his life, so estimates of his total poem count sits at around five thousand to ten thousand poems. For every ten of his poems, we may never ever be able to read eight or nine of them. 

Before passing away, Li Bai had sorted out all of the drafts and writings he had made in his lifetime, and solemnly entrusted it all to his uncle （族叔）, Li Yangbing （李阳冰）, and asked that he compile them into volumes, so that it can be passed down through generations. Li Yangbing did not fail Li Bai’s wishes, and poured his heart into compiling the Thatched Cottage Anthologies （草堂集）of which there were ten scrolls … which then subsequently got lost to the ages in the Song Dynasty. 

Now let’s talk about Du Fu （杜甫）。Essentially all the poems written by this similarly great poet before the age of forty, have been lost to the ages. How long did Du Fu live? Until age fifty-eight. That is to say, that all the poems he wrote for most of his life, were all for nothing. 

Another big shot, Wang Wei, （王维）fared no better. During the Kaiyuan era alone (713-741) he wrote hundreds if not thousands of poems. By the end, less than one-tenth of the total remained. 

There are countless other examples. The early Tang poet, Song Zhiwen（宋之问）was big-name poet who established the foundations of regulated verse poetry. He had poetry volumes circulating during the Tang Dynasty, however the circulation still ended during the Jiajing era of the Ming dynasty, and was finally lost during the Wanli era. All twenty volumes of the writings of gifted female scholar-official, Shangguan Wan’er （上官婉儿）, were entirely lost in the Song dynasty, and we only have thirty-two of her poems remaining today. 

The poetry volumes written by one of the “Elite Fours” of the early Tang dynasty, Wang Bo （王勃）,the genius who famously wrote “the hues of twilight fall in line with the solitary flight of a wild mallard （落霞与孤鹜齐飞）”, were arduously able to survive for a few hundred years, however, come the Ming dynasty, they were all completely lost all the same. 

This is like saying that the complete works of Jing Yong （金庸）were all lost to the ages, and you would only be able to glean snippets and excerpts of his original writings from the column writings of Liushen Leilei （六神磊磊）to get your hit. Just the thought of it makes me want to cry. 

The great Meng Haoran （孟浩然） can be counted as lucky. Shortly after he passed away, there were already people making compilations of his poems. Even so, many of his creations have still been lost. There is also the great Li Shangyin （李商隐）, who wrote “the silkworm spins silk even ‘til death （春蚕到死丝方尽）” and “our hearts are connected through a singular nexus (心有灵犀一点通)” , who personally compiled forty-odd scrolls of his writings, however, those have all been lost, and not a single volume remains. His poems have all been scrabbled together piece-by-piece, by those after his time. 

So, do you still think that those poems which have been lost to time, were lost purely because they were shoddy poems, of little worth, so no one wanted to remember them? Not at all. Even if they made a mark in their heyday, poems that are handed down will eventually be lost to time, all the same. 

People in the Tang dynasty have recorded, that of Li Bai’s CiFu （辞赋）poetry, the poems Dapeng Fu (大鹏赋）and Hongyou Fu （鸿猷赋）were incredibly marvelous, so much so that they even surpassed the calibre of writings of the big guardians of CiFu poetry from the previous generation, Sima Xiangru (司马相如） and Yang Xiong （杨雄）. Fortunately, we can read Dapeng Fu today, but … where is Hongyou Fu? Sorry, it’s gone, lost forever to the ravages of time. 

Translator’s note:

There are many ways to do a translation, and this one is more for the vibes than for the “literal” translation - that is not to say it is inaccurate, but as someone who has translated for years from Japanese to English, or from time to time, Chinese to English (when I feel like it lol) I thought I’d state the purpose of this translation so you can get a sense of my choices here.  I am translating this very casually and more for speed / for fun, it is a very pulling-words-off-the-top-of-my-head translation than the other kind of translation I do where I sit there for hours milling over a singular word. A partial reason for why I can do this style of translation is because the prose of the book itself is very conversational and casual (I will tangentially note, this writing style is kind of controversial with the Author’s other works that discuss poetry, as some readers view it as “low-brow”, but for me, I like it. I think it makes the content very digestible and accessible to readers who are new to poetry). This translation is for my buddies in the poetry club, who are mainly diaspora and/or can read Chinese to any extent anyway (in particular, I want to thank the funny and great @fwoopersongs, for always being here to chat poem stuff and making me interested in the lives of the poets and the context surrounding the poetry rather than just the poems themselves).  As such, I will try to remember to include the Chinese characters for people’s names, so you can read it with the correct tones. I bought this book and started reading, and thought wow, this is cool, I want to share it. A lot of the Chinese terms here I’ve only thought about and experienced in Chinese, I don’t watch Mandarin-language shows with any subtitles, and I don’t typically experience other Chinese Media in English so I am not sure what the “standard” (if any) terms in English would be - it’s for the vibes, especially the parts where I am translating literal poetry. For example, the author pulls verses from poetry here to set the tone for the start of a chapter, so the goal of my translation here to make a translation that it conveys to the reader a reason why that verse was chosen, rather than the “perfect” way 千秋, 碧落，独倚 or a word like that is translated (or, for example, everyone let’s agree on a translation of the poem title 《春江花月夜》 - pain - lol). I do not think I can do any of these poetry translations justice, as poetry translations in any language is more like a feeling of the soul that you try to fit within the available confines of another language, hoping that the reader on the other side can experience something in their own individual way through your shared humanity rather than language alone. Also, I do have a lot of commentary and notes that I wanted to make but I might do that in a different place (maybe as footnotes) at another time, I don’t want to interrupt the flow of the reader by sticking my own comments everywhere.

[fouryearsofshades]

#老人关机骑行一个月去看梦中大桥#

潇湘晨报 9-20 14:28

【对话陕西76岁“出逃爷爷”陈有银：种地一生，我关掉手机偷偷骑行数千里看梦中大桥】#藏不住的青春# 76岁的老人陈有银是陕西黄土地上的一个普通农民。除了1970年应征入伍，至河南开封当了几年兵，他这辈子没有离开过家乡西安蓝田县的土地。

当兵时连长描述其老家武汉长江大桥的景象，总在他心头徘徊。往后近五十年里，他日复一日面对着土地和庄稼，那些景象的细节模糊了，只记得那座大桥“有多美”、“有多好”。

近两年有高龄战友向他描述外面的世界，说要抓紧时间出门看看，他真是心动了，这辈子还能亲眼检验那种在脑海里扎根的“美”吗？

2024年8月8日，趁地里是农闲期，患病三十多年的妻子近期病情也有好转，陈有银带着一件1975年退伍时带回来的军用雨衣，三身换洗衣服，一大瓶水，以及三十多年前亲友见他家条件不好塞给他的千余元钱，从附近小孩那里借来一辆黄色单车，抠掉老年手机的电池，不想麻烦任何人，悄悄离家独自去“圆梦”。

这趟数千里的骑行之路，陈有银没有数过日夜。知晓家人焦急寻找他足足一月，他才发现自己带来了更大的“麻烦”。他被家人从武汉接回家时，其实还没有找到连长说的那座武汉长江大桥。他选择让这个念想默默消散：这一路上看到的，已经足够啦。

#The old man switched off his mobile phone and rode for a month to see the bridge of his dreams#

Xiaoxiang Morning Herald 9-20 14:28

[Dialogue with Chen Youyin, a 76-year-old ‘getaway grandfather’ from Shaanxi: after a lifetime of farming, I switched off my mobile phone and secretly rode thousands of miles to see the bridge of my dreams]

#Unhidable Youth#

The 76-year-old Chen Youyin is an ordinary farmer on the yellow soil of Shaanxi. Other than being drafted into the army in 1970 and serving as a soldier in Kaifeng, Henan Province for a few years, he has never left his hometown of Lantian County, Xi'an, in his life.

The sight of the Yangtze River Bridge in Wuhan in this company commander's his hometown, described by his company commander when he was in the army, always lingered in his mind. After nearly fifty years of facing the land and crops day in and day out, the details of those scenes are blurred, and he only remembers ‘how beautiful’ and ‘how good’ the bridge was.

In the past two years, some of his advance-age comrades have described the outside world to him, saying that they should seize the opportunity to check out the outside world, and he was really moved by the thought that he would be able to test the ‘beauty’ that had taken root in his mind.

On 8 August 2024, while the field was idle and his wife, who had been sick for more than thirty years, had recently improved, Chen Youyin took with him a military mackintosh that he had brought back with him when he was discharged from the army in 1975, three changes of clothes, a large bottle of water, and more than one thousand yuan that his friends and relatives had stuffed into him more than thirty years ago when they saw that his family was not in a good condition. Borrowing a yellow bicycle from a nearby child and removing the batteries from his mobile phone as he did not want to trouble anyone, he quietly left home to ‘fulfil his dream’ alone.

During this trip of thousands of miles of riding, Chen Youyin did not count the days and nights. Knowing that his family was anxiously looking for him for a full month, he finally realised that he was in bigger ‘trouble’. When he was picked up by his family from Wuhan, he hadn't yet found the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge that his company commander had told him about. He chose to let the thought dissipate: what he had seen along the way was enough.

一、走失的76岁老人 8月上旬，西安蓝田当地多个救援队发布的一份寻人启事传播开来，称一名76岁老人陈有银于8月8日中午12时从村里骑行一辆黄色共享单车出村走失，一直未归，查监控发现老人于当日中午1时许在当地白鹿广场附近出现，走失时上身穿白底蓝格子衬衫，灰色裤子，脚穿咖色皮鞋。家���寻找未果，已报警。 陈有银本人对此浑然不知。在他描述的版本里，8日中午，他照常做了三碗面条，和妻子、孙子一起吃完。然后好好洗了个澡，换上一身干净衣裳，取出自己藏了三十多年的千元积蓄——平常家里的钱都归妻子管，买东西哪怕找了一元钱零钱都会交还给妻子。那天他买了一桶油，找回来的零钱照例放桌上，所以家人都以为他出门时身无分文。 出发前，陈有银把老人机的电池抠了。他不想让家人知道，一是怕看他年纪大阻拦，二是怕见他态度坚决，又要麻烦他们出钱出力给自己圆梦。自己骑个共享单车，一路上节约节约，应该也能做到。他也考虑过要不要留张纸条，但想想应该就几天的事，算了。

A lost 76-year-old man

In early August, a search notice posted by many rescue teams in Xi'an Lantian was spread, saying that a 76-year-old man, Chen Youyin, on August 8 at 12 noon was lost from the village riding a yellow shared bike out of the village and has not returned since turn. Checking the monitoring feed, it was found that the elder had appeared on the day at 1:00 pm in the local White Deer Plaza. He was wearing a white blue checkered shirt, grey trousers, and a pair of coffee-coloured leather shoes at the time. Family members had searched for him but with no avail and has been reported to the police. Chen Youyin himself is unaware of this. In his version of the story, at noon on the 8th, he made three bowls of noodles as usual, and ate together with his wife and grandson. Then he had a good bath, put on a clean clothes, take out the thousands of dollars savings that he had been hiding for over 30 years - usually money at home was managed by his wife; Even when he receive a dollar change when purchasing things he will give it back to his wife. That day he bought a barrel of oil and put the change on the table as usual, so the family thought he went out with no money on him. Before leaving, Chen Youyin plucked the battery of his elder's phone. He did not want his family to know; for one he was afraid that they will stop him due to his old age, and two he was afraid to trouble them so spent money and effort to see his dream came true when they realised that he was unyielding. He should be able to do it by himself by riding a shared bicycle and travelling on a budget. He also considered whether to leave a note, but thought that it should only take a few days, so he let it pass.

二、沿着国道问路走，遇见的好人很多 陈有银推测，顺着沿江的国道，应该就能到武汉。他一路东出潼关，去了河南三门峡、曾经当过兵的开封、郑州，随后南下武汉。每天骑行50里到100里，前十天还有些累，后面越骑越轻松，饿了就买些馒头、面条，晚上就用军用雨衣铺地，穿衣服睡。 途中陈有银看到了与老家黄土地迥然不同的地貌，还有那些他从来没有种过、各式各样的庄稼。以前在开封当兵的时候，路上黄沙飞天，行人嘴都不敢张，如今变成一片绿林，泥路和土包变成了宽敞大道和高楼。他还去找了自己的“老连队”，都焕然一新了。留守的战友听说他要骑行去武汉，给他赞助了一套新衣新鞋。 路上陈有银还有一个感受，就是好人挺多。遇到那些陕西老乡开店的，见他独自在外，不肯收他钱，对他像邻居一样亲切。 出于安全考虑，他在晚上通常不骑车，推着车走。有回他遇见一名骑摩托的女同志，谁也不认识谁，一直跟在他后头。他后来才意识到对方是开着车灯想给他照亮路。他说对方是名女同志，方向和自己又完全相反，不要再帮自己。接着他发现摩托车走了，警车紧接着来了，那名女同志出于担心报了警。民警了解完他的情况，也在后头打开车灯给他照路，直到他找着落脚点。 这一路上，陈有银怕迷路，沿着国道没进过城，直到武汉。

2. asking for directions along the national highway, meting a lot of good Samaritan

Chen Youyin speculated that he should be able to get to Wuhan if he travel along the national highway by the river. He went all the way east out of Tongguan, to Henan Sanmenxia and to Kaifeng and Zhengzhou where he was once a soldier, and then south to Wuhan. Riding 50 miles to 100 miles a day, he felt a little bit tired during the first ten days, but it got easier and easier the more he rode. When he was hungry, he would then buy some mantou and noodles. At night he would pave the ground with his military mackintosh and sleep in his clothes.

On the way, Chen Youyin had saw a very different landscape from his hometown, and all kinds of crops that he had planted. While he was in the army in Kaifeng, the road was dusty with yellow sands flying in sky and the pedestrians dared not to open their mouths; now it has turned into green forest, and the dirt roads and mount into a spacious avenue and high-rise buildings. He also went to find his ‘old company’, which was also brand new beyond recognition. When the comrades stationed there heard that he was going to ride to Wuhan, they sponsored him a set of new clothes and shoes. On the road, Chen Youyin also has a feeling that there are a lot of good people. When he met those fellow Shaanxi countrymen who opened shops, they refused to charge him money when they saw him alone outside of his hometown, and were as kind to him as neighbours.

For safety reasons, he usually didn't ride his bike at night and pushes it along. One time he met a comrade woman riding a motorbike. Neither of them knew each other and she kept following him. He later realised that she was trying to light his way with her headlights. He told her that she was a comrade woman and was going in the exact opposite direction to him, so she should stop helping him. Then he found that the motorbike was gone, but a police car came next. The comrade called the police as she was worried for him. The police, after understanding his situation, also followed behind him back and highting him the road, until he found the resting spot.

On the way, Chen Youyin was afraid of getting lost, so he travelled along the national highway and did not enter any city until he reached Wuhan.

三、出租车里没有人，怎么也能在路上跑啊？

在武汉看到的第一座大桥就让陈有银震惊到了，这应该就是连长说的多美、多好的大桥吧。他一层一层地数，一座足足有五层的钢架大桥，十分壮观。可惜人不能上去。这个上午陈有银在附近逛来逛去，还琢磨了好一会这五层分别是干什么用的，如果是方便军人站岗守桥，也不需要盖这么高呀。他的这个猜想被路人否定了，他也随后得知这座桥不是连长所说的那一座。武汉有十二座长江大桥，距离挺远，他得进城慢慢找。

陈有银接着又看到了两座桥，只有一层桥道的它们相比第一座就显得有些普通，但晚上开了灯还是很漂亮。他还看到宽广的江面上有一辆大船驶过，有人上上下下，老家的河哪能供这种船开呀。

到武汉这两天，陈有银不怎么赶路了，他在大桥周边闲逛，碰到了很多新奇的东西。“别的不说，就是那个出租车吧，我就感觉很奇怪，我想这个车子在路上跑，怎么没有人开哦，和别人一问，人家说这是无人驾驶啊！”陈有银就想，现在发展确实快，自己在的村庄没有什么改变，外面的城市变化竟然这么大。

第二天晚上，陈有银在大桥桥头附近的椅子上睡着，但没多久就被路过的洒水车弄醒了。陈有银又走走走，在一片高楼��迷了路。

3. There is no one in the taxi; how can it also run on the road?

The first bridge he saw in Wuhan shocked Chen Youyin to the point that he thought this should be the very beautiful very nice bridge that the company commander said. He counted it layer by layer. It was a steel bridge that had as much as five layers; very spectacular. It was a pity that people couldn't go up. This morning Chen Youyin wandered around the neighbourhood, pondering for quite a while what these five layers are for, if it was for soldiers to station and guard the bridge, there was no need to build it so high. His conjecture was denied by a passers-by. He also subsequently learned that the bridge was not the one that his company commander mentioend. Wuhan has twelve bridges across Yangtze River and they were rather away from each other. He had to go into the city to find it slowly.

Chen Youyin then saw two more bridges. With only one layer, they looked a little ordinary compared to the first bridge, but at night when the lights are on they were still very beautiful. He also saw a big boat sailing on the wide river with people going up and down. The river back home could never be used for sailing this kind of boat. Arriving at Wuhan in the last two days, Chen Youyin hadn't much rush. Hhe wandered around the bridge and came across a lot of new things. ‘Not to mention, that taxi, I feel very strange. I thought this car was running on the road, but how come no one was driving it. After after someone, they said it is a driverless car!’ Chen Youyin thought, now the development was really fast; his village has not changed much, but cities outside has dramatically transformed.

The next night, Chen Youyin fell asleep on a chair near the bridge, but it did not take long to be woken up by the passing sprinkler. Chen Youyin walked and walked again and got lost in a field of tall buildings.

四、“失联”一个月后，大桥没找到，生活回来了

9月7日深夜，陈东毅突然接到民警的电话，称找到他父亲陈有银了，人在武汉。陈东毅当即连夜驱车赶往。

陈有银压根没想惊动家人。他找不着路，走进途经的派出所。民警见他模样，以为是流浪汉，不让他走，给他做饭，让他休息，要给他买车票回西安。陈有银说自己有钱，不用麻烦。民警不放心，想联系他家人。

这一联系才发现，老人原来是蓝田县当地寻找了一月的走失人口。而陈有银才知道自己足足出来了一个月。子女们焦灼万分，不仅自己找，还发动整个村里的青壮年在村里村外找了个遍。

9月8日上午9时多，家人赶到派出所时，虽然什么话都没有说，但陈有银知道他们很生气。他听从他们的安排去理了个发，在宾馆开了间房作短暂休息，���后返回西安。陈有银没有再提武汉长江大桥的事。他感觉很对不起小孩，还听说当时有骗子称知道他下落索要1万元，儿子被骗走的200元也让他感到很可惜。

但儿子和女儿心里，气愤平息过后是极大的愧疚。女儿陈女士称，他们从来不知道父亲有这么一个心愿。父亲总是那样的性格，有什么苦都自己挨着，平日本就缺乏沟通，父亲又格外怕麻烦到他们。

9月15日，在陕西老家的陈有银收到了一张照片，武汉市公安局硚口区分局将长江日报记者拍摄的“万里长江第一桥”照片洗出来，寄给了他。

4. After he was ‘lost’ for a month, the bridge was still not found but real life has returned

Late at night on September 7, Chen Dongyi suddenly received a phone call from the police, saying that his father Chen Youyin was found in Wuhan. Chen Dongyi immediately drove there overnight.

Chen Youyin did not want to disturb his family. He couldn't find his way, so he walked into a police station. The police saw his appearance and thought he was a homeless person and so they did not let him go, cook for him, let him rest, and buy him a ticket back to Xi'an. Chen Youyin said he had money and there no need to bother. The police was not assured and wanted to contact his family.

Once they got into contact they found that the old man turned out to be a missing person from Lantian County that the locals had sought out for a month. And Chen Youyin just found out that he had been out for a full month. His children were so anxious that not only they to find him on own, but also mobilised the entire village of young adults to search all over the village.

On September 8 past 9 o'clock in the morning, the family has rushed to the police station. Although nothing was said, Chen Youyin knew that they wre furious. He listened to their arrangements to get a haircut and rest in the hotel room for a short break, and then they returned to Xi'an. Chen Youyin did not mention the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge again. He felt very sorry for his children. He also heard that there was fraudster claimed to know his whereabouts and demanded 10,000 yuan. The fact that his son was cheated out of 200 yuan also made him feel very sorry.

But in his son's and daughter's heart, after the anger subsided, a great guilt was left. The daughter Ms Chen claimed that they never knew that his father had such a wish. Father was always that kind of character, who bores all sufferings on their own. Not only there was a lack of communication in everyday life, father was particularly afraid of troubling them.

On September 15, Chen Youyin, back in his hometown in Shaanxi, received a photo. Wuhan Police Bureau Qiaokou District Branch had printed out a photo of ‘first bridge on the Yangtze River’ photo taken by a Yangtze River Daily reporter and sent it to him.

THE END

Aftermath:

9月20日，武汉市文化和旅游局官方账号发布动��，称将邀请陕西“出逃爷爷”陈有银及其家人再次去到武汉，看桥看江看湖。

On September 20, Wuhan City Culture and Tourism Bureau official account issued a post, claiming that they will invite Shaanxi ‘’runaway grandfather‘’ Chen Youyin and his family to go to Wuhan again to see the bridge, the river, and the lake.

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wang yibo - war of faith weibo update

Review of wonderful moments! Chief Director @姚晓峰, Wei Ruolai @UNIQ-王一博 @伟如来去中, Shen Jinzhen @李沁 @深圳真有强, Shen Tunan @王阳0313 @深圳南上加狠, Xu Nuo @王学瀻, 牛春米@ Lan Xiya and Huang Congyun @actor Song Shuai combined offline to interact and share with all "wind chasers", and played a tacit understanding on the spot! Thank you all for your love and companionship, please continue to stay tuned for the finale

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与军校生联谊

由於大学念的是文科，开学的第一天进教室一看完就傻眼，整个班上男生只有小猫2、3只，看来我的猛男同学梦要梦碎了，升上二年级后，我被选上当公关，因此联谊的工作就交给我处里了，由於本班的女生恐龙妹较多，因此找了好几个学校都被打回票，最后好不容易透过朋友找到较不挑的军校生，才不至於被班上发春的女生给白眼。

因为联谊活动有一些事情必须先准备好，因此在活动的前一周末，跟对方的联络人约好要谈一下活动內容，没想到他们因为最近休假管的比较紧，为了下星期能出来参加联谊，因此这星期周末都得留守在学校，不得已我只好前往他们学校办会客了，由於我本来就是个大路痴，因此原本1小时的路程，我花了將近3小时才抵达，跟他约好的时间也早就过了。

到了学校后，请门口的值星人员帮我打电话给联络人，不过都没人接，他说这个时间大家应该都跑去洗澡了，本想说晚点再打看看，巧的是正好有一位他们学长要回寢室，因此他就顺便带我去找他，途中跟他閒聊了一下，他得知我们班要跟他的学弟们联谊，他兴奋的流口水说他也要参加，我不好意思的说要跟他们班的联络人协调看看，他想都不想的说一定没问题的，他等一下会带几个同学一起来找我报到。

到了他们寢室门口，果然人都不在里面，於是他带我到浴室，还没到浴室门口，就听到嬉闹的声音，果然没错人都在那边，他带我到浴室门口，喊了联络人的名字，其他人听到都转过来看，由於浴室完全没隔间，这时1根1根的屌也转向我这边，其中几根还有点勃起，应该是刚才在玩闹的结果，我看到有点不好意思，这时联络人全裸的走了出来，我发现他的身材真是好。

饱满的胸肌，明显的8块肌，巧克力的肤色，加上不小於10公分的大屌，害我看到目瞪口呆，隔了好几秒才开口跟他介绍自己，他���说等我很久都没消息才先跑来洗澡，不过他已经洗快好了，因此学长把我交给他，就先回去找要参加的同学，而我也在他们浴室门口偷看了约5分钟的猛男沐浴秀，等联络人穿好短裤走了出来，才带我到他们的寢室。

他把盥洗用具放好后，说他有跟队上长官借了1间个人寢室，这样谈事情较不会受打扰，因此他把我带过去那边，由於当时军中寢室难得有冷气，因此他们都很习惯只穿著一条短裤到处跑，看他只穿著1条短裤的精壮身体，我也开始满头大汗，他问我要不要把上衣脱了，我说我身材不好会不好意思，他说大家都是男人有什么关係呢，因此我也把上衣脱了下来，他靠过来要帮我把衣服拿去放，我闻到他男人的体味，整个脸红到不行，他开玩笑的说，你真的很可爱，要不是我已经有女朋友，我可能会爱上你哦。

我跟他说你別开玩笑了，同时一颗蹦蹦跳的心，也由於听到他有女朋友而归於平淡，不过在討论期间还是一直偷瞄著他的身体，以至於谈了什么都不记得了，谈了约半小时，活动都没问题也该回去了，这时突然有人敲门，他起身去开门，原来是他学长带了5个人来，我都差点忘了他学长也要参加的事，他问了学长的来意，就问我说可以再增加人数吗，我面有难色的说临时要再找人恐怕有困难，他帮我跟学长解释，不过学长哪管得了那么多，学长说找不到人的话，就把他们班拉掉6个人好了。

我看联络人有点尷尬，不想得罪学长也不想害他们同学没得参加，而我也有点不高兴了，因此出了一个鬼点子，说我们班的女生都喜欢大屌，如果他们的屌可以比联络人的还大，我就再帮他们找6个女生参加，联络人尷尬的看著我，我悄悄跟他说我有信心他们贏不了你，学长说那其他人你都看过了吗，我说我刚刚在浴室都看过了，其他人的屌都不会比联络人小，我本来以为学长们会因此打退堂鼓，没想到他们竟然说好。

6个人全把裤子脱了下来，我和联络人看了都有点傻眼，他们要联络人把裤子也脱下来，就这样7个人的大屌围著我站著，我打了马虎眼说没尺可量用目测的就好，学长说不行，用我的手指量也可以，因此我一手捉著屌，另一手用手指量长度，一根一根的量，果不其然联络人的屌最长，本来以为学长会死心，没想到他竟说连络人好像有勃起，他们也要量勃起的长度，因此学长靠近联络人讲了悄悄���，就开始打起手枪来了。

我知道学长一定是在威胁联络人不能勃起，因此联络人也不敢跟著打，看著6个���男人在我面前打手枪，身材虽没联络人好但也不差，我的脸又红了，过不久学长他们一个一个的要我再量一次，握著1根根比刚才粗壮1倍的大屌，当然会贏了，不过当我再握联络人的大屌时，没想到他的屌竟然在我手里慢慢涨大，不知道是看到学长打手枪还是我的手的关係，他有点尷尬的看著我，为了避免他的困扰，我只好说学长们都已经通过了测试，因此学长们高兴的穿起裤子回去了，而此时联络人也不好意思的跟我抱歉，我说没关係啦，我再找社团的女生参加就好了，他说他会找一天好好的报答我，於是就先送我出校门了。

联谊活动的日子终於到来了，一早我把班上的同学带到集合处，而男生们则各自骑著一台摩托车到来，再来就是要抽钥匙配对了，联络人跟男生们一一要了钥匙，不过我看到那几个学长面有难色.很不情愿的交出钥匙.看来他们认为误上贼船了，等分配完了之后，联络人说我就让他载好了，这时班上的女生跳出来说，为何他没交出钥匙呢，他有点不知该如何回答，我赶紧跳出来说，他已经有女朋友了，难不成你们想要当小三，女生们才愤愤不平的走开。

这时我也鬆了一口气，跟联络人说还好你已经有女朋友了，不然像你条件这么优，铁定被她们生吞活剥才肯放过你，他开玩笑的说他没这么好啦，不然怎会女友对他都不理不睬的，等大家都出发后，我也坐上了联络人的车在后面负责押车，由於我们去的地方位在山上，会经过一些山路，他要我抱紧一点，因此我整个身体靠著他的背部，双手隔著衣服环抱著他的八块肌，感觉好像是我在参加联谊一样，真希望时光暂时停止在这一刻。

到了目的地，我开始帮他们带康乐活动，不过总是得有人先示范才行，因此我拉著联络人跟我示范，玩的游戏有用嘴巴运乒乓球、吃脆笛酥、夹汽球等，反正就是要双方有肢体碰触的机会，为了带动气氛，我跟联络人当然会故意失败收场，因此整场活动我们2人不仅身体接触频繁，连嘴巴都不知亲了几次，还好对方也很配合，让活动顺利不少，等玩了一阵子，也该是吃中餐的时间了，中午安排的是烤肉，因此安排好分组后，终於可以休息了。

正当大家都在边升火边聊天时，我发现学长那组气氛有些怪，因此我和联络人赶紧过去看，原来是他们的火一直都升不起来，还好我以前烤肉都负责升火经验丰富，总算把火升起来解除了尷尬，学长和联络人都很感谢我，其他烤肉的事大多是女生负责了，因此我交代联络人帮他们带动一下气氛，就先去洗一下手，���了厕所，其他组的男生也都跑来上厕所了，由於厕所是一条沟，洗手檯的镜子正好面对那边，加上他们边上边聊天毫不遮掩，.因此我可以边洗手边大饱眼福，不过有几个聊太久了，我说你们再不回去，女生就要跑光了，他们才赶紧跑回去。

此时换我到那边去小便，当我正把屌收好时，那6位学长也跑过来了，我准备让他们使用，没想到其中2个竟一边一手把我架住，让我无法下来，而他们只能用另一支手握著屌，亲眼看著尿液由他们的屌射出的力道，真佩服他们的体力，这时上次带我的学长说，为何他们几个都抽到恐龙妹，害他们累积1个礼拜的砲弹都不知该怎么发射，连想强暴都下不了手，如果我再不帮他们想办法，他们就想偷溜了，我一听这下还得了，假如他们真的跑掉，那我在班上可真要抬不起头了。

因此我跟他们晓以大义，说除了换对象不合乎道义之外，其他能做到的我一定帮忙，他可能发现我开始紧张了，就说这样的话你如果可以帮我发泄的话，也许我们可以配合活动到结束，他可能想说我会帮他们打手枪，没想到我竟然拉开他的裤子拉链，把大屌拉出直接含了进去，他的表情由尷尬慢慢转为兴奋，其他人也慢慢围了过来，把大屌拉出来打著，不过我怕被其他人看到，因此要1个人先去门口守著，並且声明不能射在我嘴里，只能射在洗手台，这样我才要继续，他们都点头同意，因此我继续帮他们吹著大屌，並左右手各抓著一支大屌套弄起来，希望能加速进行。

可能他们没被吹过或没遇过像我这么会吹的人，因此一支屌平均不到2分钟就射了出来，其中有2支大屌我把他们含在一起吹，射到洗手檯的力道也特別强，像是要把洗手台射穿一样，最后我帮刚才守在门口的人吹时，没想到其他人竟然偷跑回去没人看守，以致於当他要射的时候，我听到有人走进来的声音，他赶紧射完把大屌收好就走了，而我也赶紧把水龙头打开假装洗手，此时联络人走到我旁边说怎么这么久，我只好说刚才升火时手弄得太脏，因此才洗的较久，不过我发现有一些精液没冲乾净，还有一些味道，加上看联络人刚才进来时脸色怪怪的，该不会他有看到我刚才的行为，不过既然他没问，我也假装没事发生跟他走回去。

下午的行程是谈心时间，因此各组都聊的很开心，有些还插花到別组聊，好不容易山上的活动告一个段落，而学长们也很信守承诺，愿意载女生到最后的活动地点PUB，我终於可以鬆一口气了，不过就在下山的途中，上次带我的学长车子竟然拋锚了，为了能让他们顺气抵达活动地点PUB，我和联络人商量一下，决定把我们的摩托车先让他们骑，並简单交代一下晚上活动的流程，而学长也很感激的谢谢我，並要我以后不论有任何事都可以找他帮忙，我要他赶紧跟上其他的同学，並留了电话要他在PUB里有问题要跟我联络，就这样目送他们离开，而我和联络人只能打点话叫摩拖车行上来帮我们修车，在山上默默的枯等。

等了2个小时车行的人还没来，而山上天黑的较早也较冷，因此我开始打起喷嚏来了，他也发现我的身体在发抖，因此问我是不是会冷，我骗他说不会阿，他摸了我的手说，你的手这么冰还说不会冷，由於他也没多带衣服，因此没经过我的同意，就直接把我抱在怀中，说这样可以帮我取暖，我躺在他的怀里，整个人兴奋到不行，我发现他也很兴奋，大屌一直顶著我的屁股，不过可能是我太累了，竟然躺在他的怀里睡著了。

睡梦中隱约感觉有人在偷亲我，不过因为太累我也不想起来，连车行的人来我都不知道，等他跟车行谈好车子已无法修理，要载我们下山，他才把我叫醒，因此我们就搭车行的小货车下山，由於驾驶旁只能坐一个人，因此联络人又把我抱在他怀里，车行老板看我们笑著说你们感情很好哦，我开玩笑的说他是我男朋友阿，司机和联络人听了大吃ㄧ惊，我赶紧说我是开玩笑的，並跟他说了一下我们的活动。

途中联络人接了一通电话，应该是他女友打的，他说因为时间太晚没办法赶过去，他女友生气的掛他电话，我连想帮他解释的机会都没有，因此只好安慰他等明天我再帮他解释，看他失望的脸终於露出一些笑容，我也鬆了一口气，等到了山下，车行老板问我住哪边，刚好离车行不远，因此他顺路载我回去，把我和联络人放在我家巷口就回去了。

我问了联络人晚上要住哪里，他说由於学校也没办法回去睡了，因此只能睡公园或街头了，我打了他的头说可以睡我家阿，他高兴的抱起我並谢谢我，其实最高兴的是我才对，回到我房里，由於我在校外租的是套房，因此洗澡就不用和其他室友共用，我对他说你一身臭汗，赶快去洗澡吧，他脱下上衣闻了一下身体，说不会臭阿，还要我闻他的腋下，我说我快被你燻死了，他才把裤子脱掉，一丝不掛的站在我面前，说他没换洗衣裤，我看了一眼说你先去洗，我等会拿给你。

虽然之前已经看过他的裸体，不过可以这么近距离的接触，还是让我心跳加速不已，我找了一条紧身三角裤和毛巾，敲了一下浴室的门准备拿给他，没想到他竟把门整个打开，看到他结实的肌肉和微挺的大屌，害我当场愣在那边，他一把抢过我手上的东西，还说不要偷看我洗澡哦，我生气的说你少臭美了，谁想要看阿，顺手帮他把门关上，等他洗好澡出来，果然內裤有点小显得他的屌更大了些。

他问有大一点的內裤吗，我还是有点生气的说，不然你不要穿好了，他有点嚇到不敢再惹我了，因此轮到我进去洗澡，由於刚才看了他的裸体，害我的屌一直处於兴奋中，只好先冲一下冷水降降火气，正当我洗到一半时，他敲了门说他要小便，我说你不能忍一下哦，他说再不开门他就要尿在我的杯子里了，我只好把门打开让他进来，他一边尿一边说我的身材还不错，不过只比他女友差一些。

我一听把莲蓬头往他身上淋，结果他身上又都湿了，他也不甘心的脱掉內裤，跑进来跟我抢莲蓬头，这时我们俩都是光溜溜的，我一开始还忘记跟他抢，等想到时已经来不及了，因此赶紧用手遮著屌，莲蓬头当然就被他抢走了，他笑著说你不用再遮了，我已经都看光光了，不过我依然不敢放手，因为刚才跟他玩闹时，我的屌已经勃起了，他说他要帮我洗澡，手开始在我身上游离，我害怕等会被他发现时的尷尬，只好威胁他你再不出去，我就让你晚上睡街头，他只好乖乖擦乾身体走了出去。

等我洗好澡出了浴室，发现他已经全裸趴在我的床上睡著了，因此我走到他旁边，从他紧实的屁股打了下去，说你这个懒鬼还不穿上內裤，等会在我床上画地图就死定了，他抬头看了我一眼，说我好累哦，你帮我穿好了，因此我从衣柜拿了一条宽鬆的四角裤，准备帮他穿上，由於第一次帮人穿內裤，穿到一半就卡住了，因此我把他翻了过来，没想到他的屌已经勃起了，目测一下大约有20公分长，5公分粗，真是有够粗大。

我调皮的捏了一下他的大屌，没想到他竟起身把我压在底下，说你把我的大屌弄成这样，你要想办法帮我解决，不然我会睡不著啦，因此他坐在我身上，大屌就挺在我的胸前，我为了能早点脱身，因此只好伸手帮他打手枪，大屌握起来的触感真好，而他也可能太久没发泄了，没几分钟就已经忍不住了，没等我把面纸拿来，就全射在我的脸上，射了10多道精液，量又多又强，他不好意思的帮我擦脸，我说等会看我怎么教训你。

我起身去浴室把脸再重新洗一遍，回来看他又面向墙壁睡著了，而我也有点累了，因此就关灯回到床上睡了，不过怎么睡都睡不著，因此一直来回的翻身，尤其是想到好不容易遇到这种天菜，怎能错过机会呢，因此我又转向他，正想伸出魔爪时，他竟然也转身面向我，而他的鼻子正好靠在我的头髮上，他睁开眼说你的头髮好香哦，我骄傲的说我每天都洗头髮当然香了，哪像你那么懒阿，他说他休假日习惯抱著人睡，想说我能不能也让他抱著睡。

我说可以阿，不过连同上次的帮忙，你已经欠我2次了哦，他说没问题，我一定会加倍还的，就把���紧紧抱在他怀里，虽然下午已经抱过了，不过那时还隔著衣服，跟现在直接肉体的接触，感觉上更加刺激，尤其是他身材那么好，就像抱著日本野狼一样，舒服极了，抱著抱著我感觉他的大屌又涨起来了，他悄悄的在我耳边说，他有看到我下午帮他学长做的事，不知道我能不能也帮他吹，我生气的说还不都是为了帮你才被威胁的，他有点不捨的抚摸我的头，说那他只能以身相许报答我了。

我先从他的胸肌吻起，尤其是他那已经硬挺的乳头，真是极尽诱惑，而他也因为从没有人帮他如此做过，因此一直喔喔的叫，大屌也挺到他的肚挤了，我不想让他这么快就得到满足，因此舌头一直在他的肚挤附近吻著腹肌，就是不含他的大屌，他已经受不了，低声的求我含他的大屌，並说不论我要他做什么，他都会答应，因此我慢慢的从他的龟头，逐步的把整根大屌含进去，没想到他突然按住我的头，主控权轮到他身上了。

他把我压在下面，把我的嘴当成女人的那边，把他的屌送到我的嘴最里面，我因而有点哽到，他有点不好意思，让我自己控制深度和速度，因此我慢慢的加快速度和深度，我发现他的屌比刚才看的还要粗大，而且也从他的马眼流出一些淫水，因此我说我已经准备好了，让他自己控制力量，果然他已经兴奋到极点了，因此用力的干我的嘴巴，过了几分钟，他已经想射了，问我说可以射到我嘴里吗，还没等我同意，就射的我的喉咙像被水枪打到一样，真是有够痛的。

他问我说好吃吗，我说你可以吃看看阿，不经他同意，我就朝他的嘴吻下去，等他的嘴张开，我就把嘴里剩下的精液全吐到他嘴里，他有点嚇到，不过说还不错吃，他还要，因此就吻了过来，没想到他的吻功这么好，整个舌头一直在我嘴里翻搅，我被他吻的屌都翘起来了，他看到了说他也想吹看看，不经我同意就把我的屌含进去，虽然他技巧不是很好，但被这么帅的人吹，我还是第一次，因此也叫个不停，他说没想到这么好玩，他又加快速度的吹，我已经快不行了，跟他说我要射了，本以为他会拔出来，没想到他说他也想吃看看，因此我就不客气的射进他嘴里。

他舔了舔舌头，说滋味还不错，又吻了过来，就这样我们俩又抱在一起了，此时的他大屌又翘起来了，想不到他体力这么好，看来我今晚不用睡了，他悄悄的在我耳边说，可以让我干看看吗，我说你等下週找你女朋友干就好了，他说他已经等不及了，因此我只好答应他，我起身从抽屉拿出保险套和润滑油，他要我帮他套上，因此我撕开外包装，帮他把套子套在他大屌上，因为他的屌很大，大到只能套到2/3的地方，我帮他在保险套外面涂上一些润滑油，叮嚀他要轻一点，就把自己交给他了。

他一开始大屌不敢全部进去，而且速度还很慢，果然很有绅士的风度，不过我开玩笑跟他说你怎么这么弱，一点快感都没有，他被我刺激到，说你竟然这么飢渴，等会就不要怪我手下不留情了，因此他加快速度和深度，害我痛到不行，求他轻一点，不过他气到不想理我，还是一样的衝刺，还好我终於慢慢习惯了，转而变成快感不断的增加，他看了我的脸笑了笑说，看你等会要怎么谢我，就又吻了过来。

由於他上下一起来，我在这样的刺激下，竟然被他干到射出来了，他拔出他的大屌，把我刚才射出的精液，抹在他的大屌上，又继续干下去，过了不知多久，他终於也射了，此时我已经精疲力尽了，不过发现他还精神奕奕的，因此我说等会你如果还要玩，就你自己来，我把抽屉剩下的保险套交给他，就抱著他不知不觉睡著了，睡梦中感觉他又干了我2、3次，不过我也无力回应，就让他独自玩了。

隔天睡到中午才醒来，他也该回学校了，不过他的屌还没消，我弹了他的大屌说，你怎么这么强，难怪女友会受不了，他有点嘆气说，他女友久久才给他一次，而且姿势还不能乱来，还是跟我玩比较刺激，他说希望以后能常来找我玩，我开玩笑说玩一次就受不了了，怎么还有下次，他又摸摸我的头说，不要这样吗，跟你在一起真的很快乐也很自在，他竟骚起我的痒来，我也跟著骚起他的痒，就这样玩到又抱在一起，我说赶快穿衣服出去吃饭了，他说屌还没消怎么出去。

因此我又把他的大屌含进去，因为有了之前的经验了，所以可以一次含到大屌根部，而他也很享受我的服务，过了一会，他把最后一个保险套撕开，放在我的嘴里，要我用嘴巴帮他套上，等我帮他套好后，他又涂了些润滑油在他的大屌，准备最后一次开干，也许是因为他捨不得走，因此接连换了好几个姿势，都还没出来，过了快1个小时，我肚子已经饿的在叫了，因此要他快一点，他说快好了，因此他把保险套拿开，把我的屌和他的一起打，最后全射在我的身上，我拉著他的屌进浴室，洗了一次鸳鸯浴，才和他一起出去享用午餐。

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Source: 卢昱晓_ (Lu Yuxiao's personal weibo)

"可是海棠如有待，春分犹自著花迟。 摄于上个冬日"

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【松宇】夜半钟声到客船

*旧上海回忆录，请吃民国时期同一屋檐下流水纪事一则；

*含极其微量思吉，作为渡口paro绕不开的故事背景，其余人物均服务于情节请见谅；

*为ooc滑跪一万次。

*在这里存个档。

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“最近来你这都没见你用留声机啊。”刘旸寻了个舒适的姿势陷进扶手椅里，随口挑起话头，顺手摆弄一下唱针。这台留声机不是多么名贵的牌子，样式普通，不知哪里淘来的货。平日他来，留声机总转着旋律，西洋乐，什么斯基什么赫什么涅的，他记不住，纯是仰仗这些音符堆积空荡的公馆，不然言语之间大片的间隙饶是能说会道如刘旸也填不满一点。

要听什么自己放。一句话抛过来，人是没见着在哪。

我哪懂音乐啊，不放。刘旸知道他最近整个人愁云惨淡的，从兜里掏出一包烟拍到桌上：解千愁，来一根吗。

宇文秋实窸窸窣窣地动了，从大书柜背后钻出来利落地坐下，夹起那盒烟，目光在包装盒上五彩斑斓的漂亮美人图和一身笔挺装束的刘旸之间逡巡：你抽这玩意。

哎不是你这什么意思，刘旸急了，要去拿烟，宇文秋实一把摁住，一副胜利的姿态洋洋得意地撕开包装抽出一根。

苗苗的，那小子净喜欢这些玩意，前段时间好像还买了一堆乒乓糖，说包装好看，我看他桌上有个小盒子专门放这些。他知道宇文秋实也喜欢收集小玩意，屋里数不清的藏品，连杆秤也要配齐金银铜秤砣，刘旸是见过的。

乒乓糖那糖纸是挺好看的，就是难吃。宇文秋实掏火机咔嗒点上烟，下个断语。

刘旸噗一声笑出来，遗憾今天就他一个人来，这人讲话还是这么直截了当：那您觉得什么好吃。

宇文秋实没有回答，没头没尾地问，常德路那边什么情况。

常德路就是一条常德路而已，就像起士林咖啡馆也只是一间咖啡馆而已，从天津搬到上海，将来也可以搬到任何一座城市。宇文秋实生于北平长于北平，少年时代就去过起士林咖啡馆。兜兜转转长到二十来岁，在上海又遇见这块招牌。

有糖果蛋糕，黎明起就做面包，醒来能闻到香气。他是这么介绍的。

至少是这么同松天硕介绍的。

宇文秋实和松天硕的第二面是在戏班子后台，见着了，才勉强从记忆里稀薄地打捞出一点貌似是在咖啡馆见过的印象来。

松天硕顺势问他，要不要再去那里坐坐。

那时松天硕一身行头没卸，背上插着旗摇摇晃晃的，一脸油彩勾出他笑起来时脸上细小的纹。宇文秋实经常想，唱戏的人该如何区分两个世界，躬身入戏的人恐怕早就遗忘了真实的自我。他无法辨别彼时松天硕简单轻松的一句询问，究竟是作为松天硕本人的邀请，还是作为王建华的外甥递出的橄榄枝。

螳螂捕蝉，黄雀在后。他摆出热络的客气样，应了下来。

常德路口那家比较近，二楼可以乘凉。他说。

还未入夏，道旁听不到蝉声，他们惊人地达成步行前往的默契，有一搭没一搭地聊天，沉默才是主旋律，然而一水的静寂在夜色里化开，再被辘辘车马声惊起波澜。宇文秋实想，还是不该这样轻率地答应。

他确实为此付出了不小的代价。两刻钟后松天硕翻着菜单看了半晌，抬起头一双眼亮晶晶地说还是你来点吧。宇文秋实没拒绝，毫不犹豫极为熟稔地点了几样，说你爱吃甜的话就这些，又问，你爱吃么。

松天硕信了，松天硕本人就好这些，平日是西饼店常客，有事没事趟过去买点，权当是练功后对自己的犒赏，面包香气本就是幸福的。

所以应当是王建华信了。不久后那咖啡糖夹心饼干一盒盒流水一样送来，宇文秋实额角抽筋，他根本就不嗜甜，平日来咖啡馆多半是为了陪苗若芃消磨他摩登又罗曼蒂克的创作时光，因此也只点那方角德国面包吃，还不刷奶油，尽管奶油是一大招牌——苗若芃说的，所以他一股脑把这些全送到了苗若芃家里，连带着一张请柬。

如果要苗若芃摸着良心讲的话，他并不了解宇文秋实，尽管他撒个娇耍个赖就能说动对方陪自己出门玩，他仍然无法读懂宇文秋实，又或者根本不可能有人敢说自己读得懂宇文秋实。但他对这个大自己几岁的表哥打小心怀绝对虔诚的孺慕直至今日，因此看到那张烫金请柬上毫不正式的“叫上刘旸一起来”几个字还是默默照做了。

苗若芃一直在新式学堂念书，毕业后进了心心念念的报社，笔挺挺一个热血新青年就这么被写稿的重担压得哭天抢地，抱着表哥的腿哭着问怎样才能和你一样不工作啊。直到有天拐过收发室迎面撞上宇文秋实和刘旸这样大剌剌并肩走进来，才后知后觉表哥和自己的顶头上司是如何沆瀣一气磨练初出茅庐的新人的，新人不包括别人，就是苗若芃本人。苗若芃有气无处撒，但表哥反正就是这么个人，认识谁好像都不意外。

于是苗若芃就这么在宇文秋实家里见到了松天硕。

宇文秋实那天看起来容光焕发，素净一张脸担得起出水芙蓉四个字——苗若芃心想自己真是胆子肥了，竟敢这样形容表哥。

宇文秋实对着他俩笑，一副和和气气的样，听曲儿吗，点一出。

刘旸说我哪懂戏啊让苗苗点，说着自己去扒拉桌上的糖剥着吃，顺便丢给苗若芃一颗。

有…有啥戏啊。苗若芃声音微弱地试图像接糖一样接过话头，手里糖纸攥出窸窣声响，尽管不懂表哥要做什么，但心里也明镜似的，知道这份邀请绝非心血来潮。

松天硕是在这时候出现的，坐到宇文秋实旁边问他要听什么，语气温吞熟稔像覆上一层酥皮的奶油汤，裹着下肚全身都和煦蓬松。

宇文秋实把戏折子递到苗若芃手里：你看眼。转头去和松天硕讲话，春风化雨的笑意。苗若芃不知哪来的危机感，浑身炸毛，争宠之心熊熊燃起，心想你谁啊凭什么坐我表哥身边，遂挪了挪窝，仰头对着宇文秋实绽开自己最乖巧的笑脸，掐一把嗓子说哥我渴了。然后胜券在握地偷摸瞄松天硕的反应。

这招还是管用，宇文秋实活色生香地哟一声，渴了呀给你倒茶，抬手替他拨开垂在脸侧的一绺头发，动作温柔得让苗若芃恍惚想起儿时表哥带他去什刹海剥莲子的图景，一晃十几年过去，他竟然又屁颠屁颠跟随表哥来到了上海。宇文秋实拿腔作调摆出苗若芃此生见过他最优雅板正的姿势斟茶，连手背上凸起的筋骨都显出几分刻意的痕迹，嘴里说出来的话却石破天惊，那唱一出铡美案吧。

松天硕面上神情莫测，倒是戏班子其他人嘁嘁喳喳慌乱起来，这戏怎么唱得，莫要坏了规矩。

宇文秋实嘴角弧度没下来，但那笑容怎么看怎么怪异，唱，哪来什么规矩不规矩的。

就...就是！苗若芃胡乱跟着嚷，铡美案怎么了难道唱一下要掉脑袋呢。嚷着嚷着自己也底气不足，声音淡下去，再悄悄瞟一下刘旸，竟然笑了——不骂他就行。所以铡美案为什么不能唱，表哥又不是那陈世美，他暗自琢磨，打定主意回去要好生问一番。

松天硕深谙伸手不打笑脸人的道理，在快要结成固态的气氛里他笑嘻嘻递个台阶给刚认识不到一刻钟但言语间对他夹枪带棒的小孩：唱，什么规矩，先生们想听就是规矩。

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常德路？刘旸嗓门不自觉拔高，那里都说要封锁了，你没事少触这个楣头！

我心里有数。宇文秋实应得痛快，任务是任务，私心是私心，孰轻孰重，他是晓得的。

天蟾舞台那边倒还可以走。刘旸心下了然，犹豫半晌还是心软补一句，要去的话就让他去吧，权当留作念想。

宇文秋实啊一声：路太远，入夏了懒怠走过去。

我看您也没勤快过。

松天硕起初一直是在天蟾舞台唱戏。宇文秋实起初也并不关心。松天硕和宇文秋实就像月琴和西洋唱片，不搭腔不搭调的，胜在互不干扰。

那段时间宇文秋实做了个顺水人情，帮刘旸四处托人打听搜罗戏曲谱子，说是有本集子要编，多做点功课好心里有底。这话是没错，但消息传着传着变了味，成了大商行老板的独子近来突然对京剧颇有兴趣。王建华的请柬在这时递来，邀他去天蟾舞台听戏，事情是这么简单，但也没那么简单。宇文秋实无奈，只能硬着头皮应下。

一来二去这么一牵扯，就牵出了段故事。

宇文秋实推开天蟾舞台休息室的门时，冷静地想念被半途候着他的刘旸扣下截走的连环画册，刘旸一副声泪俱下的样子苦口婆心教育他做戏做全套，何况你指不定还要和人有什么交集。

应了的戏就要唱。他懂的，规矩。

他不太懂戏，神思迷离地听，眼神锁着看戏台上的人唱念做打，脸被油彩勾得斑斓，他甚至来不及仔细辨认松天硕是哪个，只一遍遍思索当初接到请柬时顺势定下的计划，打着接下来要说的腹稿。王建华是他们一直以来的目标，谁也说不准递到手中的请柬究竟是有心试探还是天赐的巧合，只能一步步走稳了。

他和松天硕说，想请他们来家中唱戏。虚情假意的热络和盛情夸赞他做得习惯，嘴角一扬一抻面上冰霜化成春水，笑意盈盈中掺杂几分真心全然未可估量。松天硕成长在梨园行，又跟着二舅辗转琳琅酒局中，熟练识读脸色，自然懂得宇文秋实笑容的意味。他沉默着垂下眼，想说您不必如此，又咽回去，心知二舅在戏班安插了人手，指不定人就在附近听着，这么脑子里胡乱混沌绕着，脱口而出我是不是见过您。

当然见过。

松天硕其实不常上台，前些日子伤了肩膀，陈年旧疾加上新伤未愈，总归得好生养着。所以王建华邀请他和整个戏班子来上海暂住一段时间，除了在沪上为剧团打响名头外，顺便可以来稽查队转悠转悠解闷，偶尔帮个忙。无论如何，权当是卖王建华几分薄面，哪怕再不乐意掺和稽查队的事，松天硕也还是磨磨蹭蹭晃荡来了。

松天硕来的第一天王建华喊了警卫队来跟着，和他们一起出门熟悉环境。也是，乱世嘛，谁能保证自己是安全的，稽查队长也不行，任你有什么头衔财富，松天硕暗暗叹一声，他又能去哪里求一张安稳的戏台。

上海和北平很不一样，煌煌十里洋场，罗兰饭店，正阳书局，百乐门，王建华一一介绍的声音在松天硕耳边和着风被卷走，他无端地想念北平四合院里生长的大树，聚拢起了一点更为素朴的心情，而他是没有根的浮木，飘飘荡荡的在这座城市里，寻不到一点立足地。

他看一眼身后跟着的沉默不语的人，个子高挑挺拔，看起来一身正气的，居然也在稽查队，这人叫什么来着，他没想起来。

我记得你喜欢甜食，来这边可还习惯。王建华的声音把他拉回现实，他点点头，说常买蛋糕吃。

要不要进去看看，这家的蛋糕有名的嘞，还不一定就能买上。

松天硕抬眼去看，故作促狭地挤眉弄眼：二舅你还能有买不到的东西。

你就贫呐你。王建华笑着骂他，本来要拍到肩上的手收了回来，大概是想起他有伤。想吃什么，二舅给你买。

生意确实兴隆，松天硕在陈列架前逡巡，偶尔闭起眼睛轻轻吸气，咖啡豆的香气混着糖果的甜香袅袅地氤氲着，幸福是如此燠热湿润。而王建华的手突然搭在他肩头，微不可察地示意他看向右侧：这人，你留个印象。

二舅不会无缘无故喊他来上海，松天硕���知此行真正的目的就要揭晓，而他对对方一无所知——这趟浑水他终究是逃不过。他多看了几眼，对方装束齐整漂亮，看得出家境何等优渥，想来也是能叱咤十里洋场的人，而帽檐压很低，几乎寻不着阴影下的双眼，人陷在沙发软座中，跟被抽掉了骨头似的，懒洋洋架着手臂拈着勺搅咖啡。对面也坐了人，被椅背挡住，不知道是谁。

这是松天硕见宇文秋实的第一面。回去之后他接下二舅托付他的任务，又或者并不能算是任务，某些期盼，某些试探，某些利用，血缘亲情敌不过的东西太多，他立在天平另一端，麻木地任由自己成为一只皮影人。

应了的戏就要唱。梨园行的规矩。他看向宇文秋实的眼睛时，想的是儿时那张斑驳的戏台。

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松团长。宇文秋实拈着吊儿郎当一口松松的调这么喊松天硕，半正经不正经的。

松天硕在院子里练功，初夏的天气，额头上涔涔一层薄汗，停下来循声望去，宇文秋实闲闲歪在门框边，冲他咧嘴，提了提手里的糕点包装示意他歇会。松天硕无奈地笑一声，拾掇拾掇道具，接过宇文秋实手上的那提糕点放在桌上：我最近伙食也是好起来了。

栗子粉蛋糕，刚好路过就买了。宇文秋实耸耸肩，不以为意。松团长什么山珍海味没吃过啊。

可比不得在您这儿。松天硕回敬，也不知道宇文秋实哪来的小癖好，爱拿他打趣，带着三分不敬的，话里话外硬是要勾得他承认些什么来。他能承认什么，宇文秋实又不是不知道他和王建华的关系，只是对方从未表现出任何对稽查队的微词，那时不时打趣也无伤大雅。松天硕于是问，您今儿是打哪回来。

一句抛出来的闲聊话头，但问出口不容易，倒不是怕冒犯到宇文秋实，少爷归少爷，却丝毫不摆什么派头架子，酒局也少，身上没有那样花天酒地的习气，只是远比他想象的神秘。平日窝在书房一整天不出来是常事，但好几晚不回来也是常事，而这并不算在他能去打听的范畴之内。松天硕偶尔寻他有事，敲门进去看见手稿散一地，看起来一点不防着人，常常是人走了留声机仍在喀嗒嗒转出悠悠乐声，与松天硕习惯的月琴截然不同的调子，在这里暂住，仿佛听凭乐声洗髓伐骨，把他变成一个摩登的人。宇文秋实像一株柔软的植物，松天硕想。

我么，去给苗苗送咸鸭蛋。宇文秋实接得风轻云淡的，松天硕想起那个发尾扫到下巴颏的青年急赤白脸地扒着宇文秋实给自己倒茶的样子，了然地笑。

立夏快到了，南方的气温不按二十四节气走，如果不是对方提起，松天硕都要忘了自己来沪已有月余。宇文秋实看着话少，性子也冷，待人却是真上心，隔三差五给朋友送些东西，一旦出门也会给松天硕捎些吃食回来，说不能亏待了他。松天硕以为他们之间的关系就会这样平淡地进行下去，吃饭，听戏，不再有别的交流，直到王建华达成自己的目的，寻一个适合的时机离开。

入夏了多雨，潮湿得清早起来能摸到瓷砖上湿漉漉一层薄雾，于是水汽也像是浸到骨头缝里似的，松天硕的旧伤隐隐作痛，大部分时候忍一忍就捱过去了，偏偏今年多雨，膏药一张一张往身上贴也没见多起效，疼痛潜伏在皮肤底下，排不尽的余毒。

他照例还是每周有那么几天去稽查队转悠，偶尔依着王建华的嘱咐给宇文秋实带信，他没拆开看过，想必是些捞油水的旁门左道，商行嘛，运货物的时候运些旁的东西，稽查队再网开一面，什么得不到呢，宇文秋实大抵是照办了的——可是宇文秋实是这样的人么，不然以王建华的性子不会对松天硕如此温和——松天硕以往只是听说，直到自己亲眼所见。

那天宇文秋实提及自己给苗若芃送东西，用无奈而放任的语气讲这个表弟如何赖在自己家里写稿以逃避准点去报社上班一事，顺带着问起松天硕：你去稽查队想来不必守时。松天硕说我又不短那点钞票，只是帮长辈的忙罢了。宇文秋实又讲自己是怎么锻炼苗若芃的，那小子可吃了不少苦头，哭着喊着来找自己诉苦，结果那天自己去报社不小心被撞见了，苗若芃是如何地有气无处撒，讲完笑着带一句，你二舅的手段看来没一个使在你身上。

这话像个钩子，把松天硕压了很久的好奇心全勾了出来，他虽然听闻稽查队手段狠辣，却没见过王建华审人。他大抵也是取得了王建华的一点信任的，二舅很多事已经不避着他，甚至见他时偶尔能闻到微末的血气，于是那天听到王建华说抓着一个叛徒时，松天硕适时地摆出了好奇的神情。

宇文秋实没有在晚饭时间见到松天硕，等了一刻钟没忍住去他房间寻，一推门看见松天硕蜷缩着窝在角落，脚步骤然顿住，下意识想悄悄阖上门走开，然而心下还是挂念着，就这么有些无措地立在门口。

松天硕被开门声激得颤了一下，抬眼见是宇文秋实，又松下劲来，露出心安的模样，只开口问他有没有酒，声音低落喑哑。

有，但只能喝一杯。宇文秋实走过去递出自己的手拉他，你还有伤呢。靠近了警觉地闻到松天硕一身膏药的苦气里混杂着一丝丝怪异的味道，他皱眉，但谨慎地把问句咬了回去，只是扶着松天硕起身，见他没有受伤便放宽心去餐厅拿酒，本来习惯性拎了瓶自己常喝的，想了想又换成度数最低的那款，斟了一小杯端过去。

就一杯，不能再多了。宇文秋实在松天硕身边坐下，不远不近的距离，就这么陪着，看他急切地仰头一气饮尽，呛出一点点泪花浮在眼角。

我今天不出门。宇文秋实突然说。

松天硕仍然是有点蜷缩的状态，闻言转头去看他，刚好对上他望过来的眼睛，干干净净的没有想象中的探究和疑问，连体贴都维持得恰到好处。

如果你想的话，我可以听你讲。宇文秋实又开口解释，说完立马补上一句：但是酒只有刚才那一杯。

松天硕终于露出了今晚的第一个笑容：没那么贪，喝点压一压心情。

松天硕放下酒杯，说，我小时候，觉得这辈子能一直唱戏就是最大的幸福了。顿了顿，又接，我现在也这么想。

宇文秋实看着他，慢慢直起了身。

松天硕常常觉得自己的童年并没有什么值得花时间和气力讲述的事情，父亲待他严苛，整日只是练功，大一些了就上台，他的生活一半在戏里，另一半是普通小孩的玩闹。灯暗了，大红的幔幕拉起，他就该变成另一个人，因此人生体验混合着他不懂的戏中人的生离死别与必然要练习的抽离。

他就这样在家族戏班中长大，没有上过私塾，也没进过新式学堂，只跟着担任国语教师的母亲识文断字。母亲总说，在这世道，活下去是要紧事，指不定哪天没落了——话一出口连声嚷着不吉利，就收回去，不再说下半截。

母亲带过的学生很多，他闲来无事也凑在一旁看母亲批阅功课，母亲常常一敲他脑门：看什么看，给你布置的功课呢。他就把手一背，摇头晃脑地念重华大孝武穆精忠尧眉八彩舜目重瞳，一副小猴儿样。再长大一些和母亲带的学生同龄，他们偶尔来家拜访，多少能听到一些轶闻，比如学生们上街游行，今天伤了几个，得去保人，又比如谁和谁约了一起留洋求学却爽约。

令人开怀的事极少，伤心事足够堆出一箩筐，他听着记着，总想起戏文的词，见一池春水风吹皱，那独自奔赴远方的人怀着何种心情登上邮���是他不能揣想的，近在眼前的是夜晚警卫队查人的粗暴敲门声，是闹哄哄的口号声，和母亲一次次前去保人回来疲惫的神情。

母亲因此推着他来上海，以期得到王建华的庇佑，他一向乖顺体贴，大抵是要守护的戏台只有小小一方，因而旁的事情都可以被轻易地拿起放下。母亲���为了他平安，世界上为人父母，但凡对子女抱有爱意的，或许都会这么想。

活着确实要紧，不活着怎么唱戏，不活着什么事都做不成。

他一直这么想。

宇文秋实忽然打断他的讲述，笑着说，爽约的故事，我也听过一个，还好大家都不是那尾生。

松天硕说该不会是你自己吧，宇文秋实斜眼看他，我看起来像这样的人么。没等松天硕反应，自己摸摸下巴问，你说的那段怎么唱来着，吹皱一池春水…..是这词吗。

你想学？

松团长觉得我学得了么，我可没有童子功。

你啊——松天硕拉长了声音，掀起眼皮好似真的在仔细掂量这件事，从宇文秋实的眼尾眉梢打量到下颌边沿，目光上上下下全扫一遍，混不吝地开口：我瞧着你适合演旦角。

这话太新鲜了，宇文秋实咧嘴笑：我看起来还算个可造之材呢。说这倾身凑到桌上摆着的镜子前端详自己：下回我扮上，能不能滥竽充数一下。

您要是去唱戏，再怎么也得给您捧成个青衣祭酒啊。松天硕抬手假模假式给他行礼。

个么，阿拉要当下一个程砚秋的嘞。宇文秋实突如其来地讲起沪语腔调，学着松天硕的样把语气词拉得长长的，讲到一半自己绷不住地弯了弯眼睛。

松天硕噗一声笑出来，搁哪学的口音，都啥跟啥啊。

那天晚上松天硕后半截话全没说出来，宇文秋实在他堪堪要提到王建华的时候开口打断，一通闲聊笑闹后原本焦躁的心情渐渐被捋得平顺。

他迷迷糊糊地躺在床上回想着白天的经历，阴冷的牢房，触目惊心的伤痕，和王建华冷肃锋利的神情，日子大抵不会好过，然而他在这里尚有一隅安身之地，有人在夜晚给他端来一杯酒，不必带着强烈的防备心交谈，竟然不再因为白日的惧怕而反胃，肩胛深处的隐痛也温驯地蛰伏起来。

于是一夜安眠。

宇文秋实走之前说，想读书可以找他。然后倚在门框边和松天硕对上眼神，笑吟吟地补充，礼尚往来。

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宇文秋实那阵子看起来确实无事可干，连门口的信箱都空了许多，所以成天和松天硕厮混——这话是刘旸和苗若芃说的，原话，苗若芃每次复述时都要认真强调一遍，宇文秋实闻言就笑，纠正说没脸没皮的，我是在戏班子厮混。

松天硕没正经教他，哪能教得了什么，不过是图个好玩，更何况总不能真让宇文秋实吃练功吊嗓子的苦，但松天硕确确实实往宇文秋实的书房跑得更勤了。

宇文秋实待在书房时爱开着留声机随便放点唱片听，西洋乐。松天硕听不懂，一边在书架逡巡着挑书一边问你知道这什么乐器么，随口扯闲天的本事一直熟练得很，和宇文秋实熟络起来后更是不收敛。宇文秋实说当然，念书时还学过一点。又挑起另一个话茬，你想出唱片么，给你刻一张。松天硕说我哪儿配啊，又不是什么上海滩红人，说着扒拉下来一本书，翻着看是什么。

怎么不配，我乐意，刻两张，你一张我一张。宇文秋实头也没抬，抓过一张信纸刷刷开始写。

当信物呢。松天硕把书一合，笑嘻嘻发问。宇文秋实转头去看他，含混地笑一声，也不知道是听到了还是装没听到。于是松天硕也不说话，自顾自看书去。

没想到宇文秋实真的付诸行动，说录就录，那天信就寄出去托人安排此事。松天硕心说真是钱多了烧着玩，然而又难以自抑地欢欣雀跃，好像真的是在筹措一样信物，宇文秋实叠满西洋唱片的柜子里即将摆进第一张戏曲唱片——松天硕唱的，是一个隐秘的印记，旁人不知晓，却可以留作永恒的纪念，是夜深时想起，要把脸埋进枕头里笑的一点甜。

宇文秋实会在他来的时候绽开一脸笑容，起身给留声机换唱片：听音乐吗，你的。有时还跟着哼，哼摇篮曲一样，自顾自开怀，松天硕笑，说你现在又这么爱听了。宇文秋实说得了吧您，是谁钦点我当旦角的。

松天硕哟一声，您这么想试试。

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刘思维在罗兰饭店见到了宇文秋实。

他抵达时尚且不知道该和谁接头，朱美吉的声音被汽笛声吞没，他所记得的只是她匆匆离去的身影和自己侥幸逃脱的一发子弹。他抱着皮箱脱力地、漫无目的地向里走，一只手攥住了他的胳膊。

东风绿江岸。耳边压低的声音。他下意识接，钟声邀客船。话音未落心凉了半截，他和松天硕的接头暗号，怎么会在这里出现。

对方帽檐压得极低，一双眼笼在阴影下，只看得到锋利的紧抿的下颌。手臂上收紧的力道提醒他事已至此别无选择，只能跟着对方走进包间。

我见过你。

松天硕手下的人。

两句话轻轻巧巧摊开一张意味不明的底牌，刘思维咬牙认下后没有等来回应，对方冲着他微微颔首，似乎要用无边无际的寂静耐心地逼迫他摊牌。

我替朱小姐来的。他说。

她人呢。

坐船走了，不然……就要被稽查队抓走了。

刘思维后来才知道宇文秋实和朱美吉曾经在同一所学校念书，于是明白了这样一趟任务为何宇文秋实亲自来饭店等——作为老朋友，他本来是打算为朱美吉接风洗尘的。而宇文秋实很早就知道刘思维，也是因为朱美吉曾经反复和他提起这一段伤心事。宇文秋实同刘思维谈及此事时语气淡淡地说，幸好大家都不是尾生啊。但面上神情却无端染上一丝读不懂的怅惘。

刘思维后来在宇文秋实手下做事，说是要等朱美吉回来。

那天宇文秋实问他是怎么来这里的。他如实相告，眼睁睁看着对方脸上明明拉出了一笔长长的笑意，嘴上却冷冰冰来一句，这么深情。微微上扬的尾调里浸着点冷嘲热讽。

没得选，谁都没得选。若说这个摇摇欲坠的年代里还有什么值得贪恋的话，那就是漫天罗织的谎话里可能窥见的一点点真心，不多，像烟头上转瞬即逝的猩红。会有人愿意为了那几秒的滚烫飞蛾扑火吗，他们都没有答案，但已经做出了选择。

刘思维也是后来才知道松天硕和宇文秋实的关系比他想象得更加密切，当然这一切都是通过苗若芃得知的，苗若芃对终于有人和他同甘共苦这件事乐见其成，隔三岔五地找刘思维小声蛐蛐宇文秋实曾经是怎么对待自己的。刘旸要我半天之内就要交稿啊，半天啊！！他悲愤地向刘思维控诉。

于是在苗若芃前言不搭后语的叙述中，刘思维慢慢拼凑出一个和他印象中截然不同的形象。他从前是沉默寡言的人，进稽查队的缘由多少有些被逼上梁山的意味，既失去留洋求学的机会，又要屈居人下，做违背良心的事。松天硕在王建华面前常常一副嬉皮笑脸的模样，但顺从得恰到好处，而对刘思维总是含糊其辞，连目标的情报都不说详细，刘思维不耐地翻着白眼说我纳闷你怎么当上上级的呢，松天硕捣他一下子，我二舅是稽查队队长呀，不知羞地大剌剌炫耀自己的裙带关系。

但原来是最直白的抗拒，披上吊儿郎当的外衣，拿腔拿调地唱一出戏。

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松天硕对着王建华举起枪时，想到的是宇文秋实上了妆的脸。

那人顶着一张芙蓉面，眼尾挑出千万种风情，腮上桃色的胭脂像漫山遍野的杜鹃，一直烧到松天硕瞳孔里去，他生涩地勾起兰花指，做亮相的姿态。

那曲子怎么唱的来着，见一池春水风吹皱，安惊心年光似水流，悠悠何记消长昼，我只得理冰弦一曲解烦忧。

在无数个因为良心与亲情两难而辗转难眠的夜晚，他想过这段日子收尾的时候，无非是王建华最后攀牢了宇文秋实这层关系，届时倘若母亲央求，他大概就在稽查队得个位置。

然而录完唱片的那天，宇文秋实突然说，你以后要不要跟着我做事。

宇文秋实几乎不提自己的事，他从前觉得大概是对方身份地位一向招摇，同二舅一样，没什么可多说的余地，无非是谈及留洋经历，可以说些趣事。但这话问得奇怪，他现在可不就在宇文秋实府上唱戏么。

见他困惑的神色，宇文秋实一手搭上他肩膀，问，你觉得我什么身份��戏谑的语气，话未挑明，但一切尽在不言中。

原来路有第二条。于是他从此充满了希望。

他在宇文秋实的书架上翻到过一本书，什么什么兄弟，名字和那西洋乐作者一样难记，里面的伊万问阿辽沙说，想象一下你在建造一座人类命运的大厦，目的是最终让人们幸福，但必须而且不可避免地要摧残一个小小的生命体，用那个小女孩的得不到补偿的眼泪为这座大厦奠基，你会不会同意在这样的条件下担任建筑师。

一个两难境地。宇文秋实和他说不是这样的，不要去想这个问题，安得广厦千万间就可以了。

他几分钟前嗤笑刘思维还真是个情种，却在举起枪的时候想明白了答案。他知道他不是那个建筑师，然而却可以成为大厦的基石。

王建华的枪口对准了那个女孩，松天硕的枪口对准了王建华。

王建华死了。这是天大的好消息。但宇文秋实没想到这次任务结束得如此突然和混乱，他曾经问过松天硕要不要跟着他做事，主动地暴露身份，并不是让松天硕去牺牲的。

他在罗兰饭店见到刘思维的那一刻就猜出了大概的来龙去脉，压着嗓子冷静地逼问缘由，但不需要再问过多的细节，不需要，不敢。松天硕那晚没回来已经是一种答案。他听着刘思维讲述和朱美吉的故事，带着劫后余生的慌张和面对未知的不安，因此时序颠倒凌乱，而回想他的人生，和松天硕一起的日子像放大镜，笑都笑得更大声。他想自己的事，生和死，未来和过去，想遇到松天硕的那一天，明明什么事都没有，明明带着数不清的算计与防备，但就是萌生了那一点私心。他的人生行至此刻，并非全是不幸，在他选择自己的路时，早已知道会是何等的荆棘密布，咬着牙也要走下去，但路上总有同行者，他本想拉着松天硕的手共同奔向不一定见得到的明天，却不曾想过先行者也有双关义。

他的手指仍然掐着烟凝固神情上的平静，扬起嘴角对刘思维说，这么深情。

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你行李收得怎么样了，明儿要走，可别再拖了。刘旸还是免不了为他操心。

宇文秋实点点头，示意刘旸看桌边没合上的皮箱：差不多了。

平安回来。刘旸说。

会的。

他们都知道讲这些话只是为了安心，临别了不说丧气话。

宇文秋实于是岔开讲话，目光落在堆放唱片的陈列柜上，语气淡得像天空中飘飘悠悠一叶云：松天硕他说我适合演旦角。话在嘴里松松地绕了一圈，左支右绌地绷起沪语的腔调，斟酌着拉高自己的声：然后阿拉同伊讲，个么阿拉要当下一个程砚秋的嘞。

刘旸被这调子蜇得浑身刺挠：啥玩意儿啊真是，你搁哪学的上海话。

宇文秋实蓦地把烟头摁在烟灰缸里，微弱的猩红色闪了几下就灭，然后伸手又去抽一根。刘旸从椅子上弹起来，把他手边那盒烟拢到怀里，哥哥哥这我的烟很贵的你省着点抽。

回头再送你，要什么牌子都行。

他说如果我真去唱戏，生捧也要给我捧成个青衣祭酒。宇文秋实慢悠悠拉长声音讲话。

松团长还是结棍嘞，青衣祭酒。他嚼这四个字，几乎是要碾碎了一样地念，一口烟伴着冷冷的笑，吐得漫不经心，在缭绕的烟雾里用力闭了一下眼：下辈子吧。

王建华死了。广东那边爆发了痢疾。

他带着苗若芃登上南下的邮轮，新的任务到来，救济会需要他，因此不能停下来一步，从北平到南洋再到上海，无论他自己的结局如何，子弹一发炸响，就崩掉了两个人故事的尾巴。

他们这样的人，要有大爱。人民，他读书时念这两个字，知道要为此奉献一生，也知道生命随时走到终点。他确信他们彼此是相爱的，爱到和爱其他人却也没什么区别，这年代确实没有永恒的相守，但是有凝固的记忆切片在心口融化出水渍，因为虚无到了一定程度而成为永恒。

凌晨时分出港的邮轮，汽笛声滚烫地熨出溽热暑气，他沉默着惊醒又入眠，在潮湿的梦中潜游回黑暗，隐约间听到有人练声，咿咿呀呀的，把梦境搅成一滩软烂的音符。

而他一旦蹚过，这运命也荒腔走板。

**私心是想让宇文参与喜夜的所有作品，因此有了这个故事。

**其实很不忍心be但想了想，民国时期的故事怎样才能算he，好像是无解的，那就留一个尾巴吧，《渡口》中松松是捂着腹部倒下而二舅捂着胸口倒下所以…万一呢。

[liberty-or-death]

Hua Cheng's Name - “A Spring’s Night under the Joyous Rain” 《春夜喜雨》 by Du Fu. 杜甫

This is possibly the poem that inspired Hua Cheng's name according to C fans. So here it goes~

This is a Tang Dynasty poem written by the poet Du Fu. He was staying in Chengdu for two years and his life had been greatly unsettled by war, famine and politics. Du Fu had been involved in farming and was staying with the villages. According to historical records, there was a famine in the surrounding area and the prices of rice had increased, and people started eating each other. Hence, when Du Fu heard the wound of rain, he was overwhelmed with joy.

好雨知时节，当春乃发生。

The useful rain knows when it should fall, it’s the time when spring’s about to come.

随风潜入夜，润物细无声。

It flows with the winds and springs and arrives silently at night, nourishing everything in silence.

野径云俱黑，江船火独明。

The fields are dark on a rainy night, only the lights on the river boats sparkled on their own.

晓看红湿处，花重锦官城。

At day break, the flowers moist with rain are red and delicate, entire Brocade City was covered in a sea of flowers.

(Chengdu was previously known as the Brocade City 锦官城 as they were famous for making Sichuan Brocade in the past. You can read more about it here.)

My analysis - TGCF related.

Hua Cheng’s name comes from the last line in the poem. Firstly, lets talk about the actual imagery of the line. The repeated use of “rain” and “flowers” in this poem seems like the muse inspiration Hua Cheng’s title “Crimson/Blood Rain Sought Flower 血雨探花”. And in the poem, it almost seems as thought the rain in the first two lines do 'find' the flowers in the last sentence. The flowers in this poem likely symbolise Xie Lian since he does carry a sword and a flower.

And boy, the relief and joy when that happens! You can practically sense the poet’s relief in the last line. I imagine this was probably what Hua Cheng was feeling whenever he was reunited with Xie Lian after so much hardship! And the poem ends on a beautiful note with a city full of flowers. Hua Cheng’s name does mean Flower City if you break it down literally so it's kind of fitting.

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[extraordinarilyextreme]

queer rep in 《鸣龙少年》 The Hope (2023)

i just finished bingeing all 30 episodes last night and i thought i was over this, but i'm really not.

Yu Yang (禹洋) is a shy senior in Class 11 with a stammer. in ep. 5, we learn that due to health issues, he took an extended leave from school and thus had to repeat his second year, so he's a year older than his peers. his mother is well-meaning but overbearing, and he was made the target of quite egregious bullying before he joined Lei Ming's (雷鸣) class. throughout the show, we see him become more and more willing to voice his own opinions and set boundaries, esp. with his mother.

(a side point, but i absolutely adore how the show did not pathologize his stammer as a bad thing he had to be "cured" of; it's through unconditional acceptance and encouragement from the adults in his life and his friends that we see him naturally come out of his shell.)

unlike his four friends in Class 11, he doesn't seem to be embroiled in any of their tangled 感情线 / "love" lines, nor does he seem to have one at all—until ep. 21.

on new year's day, the Class 11 CPs are a mess. Jiang Qinglang (江晴朗) confesses to Cheng Yushan (程雨杉), leaving poor Bian Xiaoxiao (边晓晓) who likes JQL and Li Ran (李燃) who likes CYS behind.

so when the fireworks go off, JQL and CYS are togther, whereas BXX and LR are together—contrary to how the show has been pairing them thus far.

then we cut to YY, who is watching the fireworks alone, but about to text someone.

that's a name we haven't seen before! Wu Fan (吴凡), i wonder who that is?

importantly, we see him delete the "I" and instead wish this person "happy new year."

the entirety of ep. 21 was about confessions, crushes, dating/breaking up/moving on, and the innocent and pure feelings we experience in our 青春 / youth.

so it's truly not that big of a stretch for me to think that what YY may originally have been intending to write was “我喜欢你” / "I like you."

then, in ep. 24, Lei Ming takes his class on a trip to Qingbei University in Beijing. and it's there we finally learn who the mysterious WF is.

four years ago in 2015, an older student once stood up for the bullied YY and ended up with quite a nasty beating.

as YY quietly cleans his savior's injuries, they have a brief exchange:

Yu Yang: I'm sorry. Wu Fan: You haven't done anything wrong. What are you apologizing for? In the future, raise your voice when you speak and build up your muscles; I guarantee no one will dare to mistreat you. If that really doesn't work, let's enroll in the same university later on. In the future, I'll continue to protect you.

in the present (2019), YY is waiting outside WF's university. originally overjoyed to see WF, YY's expression drops when he sees his xuezhang with a girlfriend. nevertheless, this might be one of the only times in this entire show we see YY don such a sweet open-mouthed smile.

they grab milk tea together and catch up, reminiscing about their earlier years. unfortunately, whereas YY has never forgotten their first meeting, WF remarks that he would've forgotten about it entirely if not for YY mentioning it now.

then YY asks what will happen after WF graduates.

the camera cuts to a shot of the milk tea brand: 心意 / the intentions of my heart.

this milk tea shop is a recurring setting throughout this drama. it's where one of the main CPs (Li Ran & Yu Chengshan) had one of their earliest interactions in ep. 3, and it has consistently been romantically coded (e.g., a boy treating his crush to a cup of milk tea).

so, effectively, as WF tosses away his empty cup, that is also signaling the short lifespan of his current relationship.

finally, WF encourages YY. only...

Wu Fan: I promised my mom I'll return home to take the civil service exam. After I graduate next year, I'll immediately go back to Xingzhou.

and then, once again, as YY sadly watches WF walk away, the camera cuts to the milk tea cup in his own hands.

in the end, Yu Yang never got to express his 心意 for his xuezhang, and he can only keep it to himself.

but as their Chinese teacher Tan Xiaozhou (谭小舟) remarked earlier in ep. 21 during their class on love poems:

Love is not only in the present tense or future tense, but also in the past tense. Having loved before doesn't mean that the current love isn't real. Loving now doesn't mean you won't love again in the future. If you didn't obtain it, or you broke up—without longing, without resentment—silently remembering the beautiful parts—bidding "Take care" in a cool demeanor: this, also, is love. [...] To me, the most important thing about love is that I can respect your independent nature, protect your lonely soul, and defend your right not to love me.

and so concludes our Class 11 xuezhang's 感情线. for a gaokao-prep cdrama that aired on CCTV8, i honestly cannot believe we got any of this.

here are two more small instances of queer acknowledgment:

in ep. 13, school psychologist Sang Xia (桑夏) leads a lecture on sexual harassment: what it looks like, how to prevent it, how to keep yourself safe. right from the start, she emphasizes that boys can be victims as well—and also that harassment can occur between same-sex individuals.

in ep. 21, when the school runs amok with dating rumors among the teachers, Sang Xia questions why everyone defaults to thinking that it must be a male teacher confessing to a female teacher.

overall, i seriously cannot recommend this show enough. it tackles so many themes (e.g., the premature grief of losing a loved one to Alzheimer's; the importance of destigmatizing depression and mental health overall; the hugely significant role that family/home life has on students' ability to perform well in school; that parents are not infallible and can be controlling/manipulative/abusive, even if unintentionally; that SES so greatly impacts the trajectory of a student's life; how damaging bullying/cyberbullying can be; and that though society is rife with inequity and injustice, it is the responsibility of adults—as best as they can—to create a more just and safer world for all children), and in both a realistic and gently heartwarming way.

[stiltonbasket]

Hi, um sorry if you had been asked this before and you had answered, tumblr is a bit hard for me to navigate! But what is the meaning behind Wei Chunyang 's name or like what are the characters because so far I have deduced that it might mean spring sheep and i really don't want to misunderstand something.

The characters for Chunyang's name are 春阳 (spring sun). Wangxian's three younger children all have nature names; and as the youngest, the yang in Chunyang's name ties back to Xiao-Yu's name (晓辉, with the xiao for dawn and the hui for radiance), and the chun is a reference to the season she was born and to the lan in Shuilan (水兰, water orchid) as most orchids bloom in early spring. :)

[garden-ghoul]

We have a really cool new poem for you this Gushiwensday Shabbes. It's by Yuan Zhen and I'm calling it "Aubade."

Half the sky trembling on the edge of daybreak, half still dark… drunk on the scents of flowers, dreaming, and the songs of orioles--- A dog shivers and stretches, and the bell begins to sound. It's twenty years ago and I'm in the monastery again, this dawn.

Notes and original text under the cut.

春晓

半欲天明半未明，醉闻花气睡闻莺。 猧儿撼起钟声动，二十年前晓寺情。

So Yuan Zhen is most famous for his epistolary story called Biography of Yingying, which is about a love affair between a student and a mercurial young woman, and has been adapted into things like paintings and operas. I mention this because I'm taking this poem as referring to that work, being from the perspective of the student. With that let's get to the first note:

Aubade -- The title is literally Spring Dawn, but "spring" is often linked to sex and romance, and I take the last line to be in reference to Yingying leaving the student's room at dawn to go back to her house, for reasons that I'll talk more about in the note on that line. Do people know what an aubade is? It's a poem or song specifically on the subject of leaving your lover at daybreak. Love that we have a word for this.

half the sky... daybreak --- Literally "half wanting dawn;" though wanting here often has sexual connotations, it also idiomatically means "about to happen," as in, a thing wants to happen. I chose "trembling" here because it can also read as sexy.

drunk... orioles --- This poem is so tightly written that I'm just going to have to do a whole line at a time, huh? First of all, the grammar: the first couplet of this poem has a very dreamlike vibe, without any specific action or passage of time, so I've deliberately resisted trying to make anything grammatically complete. Second, the character used for smelling flowers and for hearing birds is actually the same character! This could be evoking a kind of half-awake confusion of the senses, or it could be about smelling your girl (莺 is the bird mentioned here; 莺莺 is the name of the titular character in Biography of Yingying).

shivers and stretches --- Pretty ambiguous. Due to the multiple meanings of 起 it could also be read as "begins to shake [the bell]." I didn't go with that partly because it would be pretty redundant and partly because I thought the image of a dog stretching so hard it shivers a little was cute.

It's twenty... this dawn --- Literally "twenty years ago dawn temple feeling." This is the twenty years ago dawn temple feeling! The feeling I've kept in mind while translating is the feeling of watching your lover get up and leave; the student in the story is staying at a monastery, and while mostly he goes over to her place there are a few times where she comes to his. So we have a poem from the perspective of the student twenty years later, now married to someone else, still thinking of Yingying when the sounds and smells remind him of her. We think Yingying might be based on a lover of Yuan Zhen's, so I'm imagining him fictionalizing his own feelings to write this poem.