One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

So now, can we go back? "

"It's really late, it's time to go back. Take a good rest, and tomorrow we'll go to the bamboo forest outside the town to see the scenery." Wen Siqi said with a smile.

Jiang Xinran rolled her eyes lightly.

Early the next morning, amid Wen Suiyun's yawns, the three of them carried their travel bags to the bamboo forest outside the town.

The mountain where the bamboo forest is located is to the north of the town, and there is a one-lane road leading to the mountain.Along this road, follow the seats roughly mentioned by the old man all the way forward.

Finally, the hard work paid off, and they heard the music, which was the cucurbit silk playing.

Following the sound of the music, Jiang Xinran saw a bamboo house standing quietly in the dense bamboo bushes. An old man was sitting on a chair in front of the house, indulging in the sea of ​​music, and did not notice them approaching at all.

This is a folk music that she has never heard before. Jiang Xinran was fascinated by it, and the recording equipment that she had held in her hand earlier turned on the recording.

The three of them did not disturb, and stood quietly outside the fence listening to the music.If the mountain wind is blowing, if the flowing water is gurgling, passing by, the mind will be at ease.

Soon, the old man saw them and stopped playing.

Jiang Xinran fully dressed and stepped forward.

"Sir."

She said hello, and straight to the point explained why she came.The old gentleman is a hearty person, and he agreed to Jiang Xinran's advice without saying a word.

Wen Siqi didn't get involved, but was taking Wen Suiyun around with the consent of the old man.

It is true that she also likes music, but it is a pity that Wen Suiyun does not have a bit of artistic heritage.

Wen Suiyun doesn't have the talent for art, he can't understand the in-depth communication of music, and he is still a child who is still in the curious stage, so he can't tie people by his side to prevent her from running around, right?

It's good to have Jiang Xinran listening during the study, she... just happened to go to appreciate this bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is so big that you can't see the edge at a glance. Looking over the bamboo sea, you can see the bright sunlight hanging on the top of Nanshan.

The wind is blowing and the leaves are rustling, and you can vaguely hear the gurgling water outside the forest, and there are birds chirping deep in the forest.

After a short stroll, Wen Siqi brought Wen Suiyun back to the bamboo house, and Jiang Xinran and the old gentleman had just finished communicating.

"How's the harvest?"

“Unexpectedly fresh.”

The old man is not an ordinary music lover. He has devoted his whole life to the pursuit and innovation of music. Jiang Xinran's understanding of music and folk music is refreshing.

"I want to stay here for a few more days."

The old man devoted his whole life to music, so that he was struggling with other aspects of life. He often made the phone left by his children run out of power. It would be very difficult to find him in the future.

Furthermore, the old man's ears are not very sensitive, and the phone communication is far less clear than face-to-face, so Jiang Xinran wants to stay here for a few more days and learn more.

Wen Siqi agreed, and Wen Suiyun also kindly raised her hands to express her willingness to stay.

"You seem to have other plans."

Wen Siqi readily agreed, so readily that Jiang Xinran could tell at a glance that she had ulterior motives.

"I can't hide it from you." Wen Siqi smiled frankly, "I want to dance here."

Wen Siqi likes music, but she eventually took up the road of dancing. Although she didn't do it voluntarily, art is the same, and music is closely related to dance. The two complement each other. Over time, Wen Siqi also fell in love with this art.

Wen Siqi has a dream, which is to dance a dance in the nature of the world. Unfortunately, she has never enjoyed a dance since she was pregnant with Wen Suiyun. Later, either the conditions or the body did not allow it.

Now that I finally have the conditions for my body, and the nature I expected in my dream has come again, it would be a pity if I can't dance with all my strength.

Just as Wen Siqi promised her to stay here for a while, Jiang Xinran also readily agreed to Wen Siqi's wish to dance.

"Only one."

Wen Siqi beamed with joy.

"One is enough."

Some people are greedy, while others are contented and happy. Wen Siqi considers herself an ordinary person who cannot escape the temptation of greed, but her reason can always wake up from greed in time, and today is no exception.

Stepping on a satisfied pace, the three of them followed the sunset back to the homestay.

Early the next morning, Wen Siqi changed into a moon-white cross-collar skirt.

Jiang Xinran was not surprised when she saw Wen Siqi took out this skirt from her travel bag.

In the past four years, every time she went on a trip, Wen Siqi would always bring this set of costumes that she had performed on stage.It's just a pity that Wen Siqi didn't get what she wanted before.

But now, Jiang Xinran was looking forward to watching Wen Siqi dance in person.

The wish came true soon, and on this morning, she saw Wen Siqi dancing again after many years.

Time did not let her body forget her talent in dancing, and with the friendly accompaniment of the old gentleman, that dance did not disturb the tranquility of the bamboo forest, but it surprised Time;

That dance did not leave any traces in the bamboo forest, but it left a lingering image in her heart.

It was also that dance that she created a new song in one go, and she hid her inner expectations in the title of the song.

Four gentlemen - bamboo rhyme.

Wen Siqi noticed it, and then slowly completed the four pieces.

Let's get down to business, after that dance, Wen Siqi didn't bother herself anymore, sometimes she sat quietly and listened to Jiang Xinran's exchange with the old man, and sometimes she led Wen Suiyun along the mountain path, walking here and there. Look, life is so pleasant.

As the saying goes, good times don't last long.Finally, it was time for them to leave.

After packing up their luggage, we left the B&B and said goodbye to the old man. The three of us bumped back to the county seat in the convertible card they had come here.

"Reluctant?"

"Life can't stay the same. We always need some novelty to stimulate the motivation to move forward in life. We can't just cling to our side because we like it, and gradually lose the motivation to move forward. We should learn to keep some reluctance in the greetings when we meet next time. Here, such a journey of life may be more interesting."

"Then when shall we come again?"

"How about this time next year? The rest of the year lets us look for something different."

The little head nodded, and raised its hands high to say goodbye to the small town that was gradually covered by the mountains.

Jiang Xinran rested her chin, quietly staring at the green mountains and blue sky, and suddenly snapped her fingers, "How about we go to the Mogao Grottoes in the northwest during the summer vacation?

Go and witness for yourself how beautiful the dance that spans thousands of years is, and then enjoy a different and novel life there. "

Wen Siqi smiled happily.

"Just to my liking."

The small open-top truck carrying the three of them was blowing exhaust, driving on the winding mountain road, and the cucurbit silk was blowing and playing a cheerful tune. It seemed to be a little-known folk music, but it also seemed to be a familiar pop happy.

The driver held the steering wheel, and the artistic cells engraved in his blood were unwilling to be lonely. He shook his upper body and sang the folk songs sung by mouth in this world, and the music changed for it.

Life is like a long journey.Some people stop regretting for various reasons before they start, and linger at the starting point of birth until they die;

Some people are lucky enough to take the step of traveling, and meet all kinds of travelers like scenery on the way, and some of them are traveling alone, while some are lucky enough to travel together;

On the journey together, some people regret to miss it, and some people are lucky to join hands to the end of the journey.

I hope to carry with you forever and enjoy the magnificence of this place together.

It's over, sprinkle flowers~