Harue Kagetsu

A few dozen miles northwest of the Jingkou, near the south bank of the Yangtze River, and surrounded by water on all sides, is the Jinshan Mountain.

There is a temple in the mountain, a pagoda on the top, and a platform behind the temple to watch the tide, which is called Youlongtai.

The river tide is like a dragon, rushing east from the foot of the mountain every night, forever and ever. People on the stage, looking north to the mountains and rivers, have an unobstructed view. Since ancient times, it has been a favorite place for literati and poets. Up to now, the clothes have crossed south, and half of the Jiangbei has fallen. This place has become a place where people from the south nostalgize the past and pay tribute to the past. On the nearby mountain walls, there are many inscriptions of contemporary celebrities, which attract people to watch. became another landscape.

Under the golden mountain, there is also a peach forest. This spring is early in the spring. As A Ting said, the peach blossoms are already blooming. Today is spring again. The river is like a mirror. When a few people arrive, there will be boat crossings nearby.

Li Mu hired a boat and helped Luoshen onto the boat. Ah Ting didn't need him to help him, he jumped on it impatiently. Qiongshu Cherry and the others who were traveling with them also happily boarded the boat with their food baskets and the baggage of umbrellas, tents, handkerchiefs and other belongings when going out.

Everyone sits still. The boatman shouted and sang a fisherman's song, and the boat sailed toward the Jinshan. At the foot of the mountain, a group of people landed on the shore, stopped and walked in the peach forest, and swam for half a day. In the evening, because they heard that the Su Zhai of Jinshan Temple is very famous, they climbed into the temple again.

The abbot here recognized Li Mu and heard from the guest monk that he had brought his family to the temple to use the fast food today, and was busy coming out to greet him in person. He saw a woman with a face covering the curtain beside him. , is for the young age, next to the woman is a girl in her teens, followed by five or six people who look like servants , then led people into the upper room and ordered them to bring tea and water.

After a while, the vegetarian meals were delivered one after another. Mushroom shoots and yuba, bean sprouts vegetarian chicken, although they are just ordinary vegetarian dishes, they are cooked with great care. I even liked that the cups and plates were clean and clean, and they complemented each other. In addition, everyone was hungry after swimming for a long time. The mouth was very delicious. Even Luoshen, who had always had a small appetite, couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

When the meal is over and the tea is served, there will be a river flowing across the foot of the Jinshan Mountain around the time of the night. Tonight's tide, according to previous experience, should be the highest tide since the beginning of spring. Since people have already arrived at the temple, it would be a pity not to watch the tide.

Not to mention that A Ting was about to move, and he couldn't stop slamming beside him, it was Luoshen, and he was a little moved when he heard it.

She grew up in Jiankang since childhood. On the bank of Bailuzhou, the river tide is flooding. Originally, he was no stranger to Dajiang Night Tide.

But today, perhaps because there is an additional companion by his side, he feels that everything is new and fun.

In fact, I was tossed for most of the night last night, and after swimming for another half day today, my legs and feet were already weak, but I was reluctant to go back like this.

There was no need for her to speak, Li Mu just glanced at her and caught the expectation in her eyes.

She still wanted to watch the Spring River Night Tide, how could he refuse? Nodding with a smile. So the group continued to hang around in the temple, waiting for the night tide to come.

It's funny too. Originally, Ah Ting had been looking forward to it the most. As soon as it got dark and the moon came out of the river, she couldn't wait to go to Youlongtai, where she wanted to wait for Jiang Chao. I didn't want to run around during the day, it was very hard, and I ate too much for dinner, and I gradually felt sleepy. I came back yawning, and said that I might as well sleep for a while, and when the tide came, I called my brother and sister-in-law to call her.

Luoshen agreed. A stop rest assured to sleep.

Before the night tide arrived, Luoshen followed Li Muxian to the mountain temple at night. When the two came out of the Guanyin Pavilion, she heard the guest monk say that the tide was coming, she remembered A Ting's advice, and hurried back to call in person. She didn't want to, but she slept soundly, screamed several times, but only turned over, smacking her mouth a few times, and fell asleep again.

Luoshen is both funny and angry.

Just as he was about to push her to wake her up again, a hand stretched out beside him and squeezed hers quietly.

"Tell her to sleep! Let's go watch the tide by ourselves."

Li Mu came over and said in a low voice, then took her hand, turned around and took her out.

The moonlight in the mountains is bright, and the trees beside the road are full of shadows.

Luoshen was shaken by the man beside him and held, walking slowly on the mountain steps washed white by the moonlight, towards the tide viewing platform.

The air is filled with the scent of flowers and trees unique to early spring. The ears were quiet, and I only heard a few sounds of the flapping wings of the night birds hiding in the dimness.

This early spring riverside moonlit night is so leisurely and peaceful.

Luoshen stopped and stood on the tide viewing platform under his feet.

The spring river and the bright moon are rising slowly.

In the distance, at the end of the line of sight, a tidal stream like a white line was rushing towards Jinshan, gradually approaching. Because the river channel suddenly narrowed, the tide head swirled rapidly, slapping the rocks on the river bank, rolling out snow waves.

The spring tide passed quickly, and the river surface rose sharply, with sparkling waves, as if the sky was connected to the sea, as far as the eye could see.

This night, the river is flowing, the moon is hazy, and the smoke is misty.

The peach blossoms by the river, under the reflection of the moon shadow on this spring night, are also like a phantom of flying flowers in a dream.

Luoshen leaned on the shoulders of the man beside him, motionless, the whole person was immersed in this dream-like moonlight.

Suddenly, the sound of the Zen bell of the mountain temple in Qingyue came from the ear.

The sound of the bell has not disappeared, and in the distance, I don't know where Jiang Zhu is. As if in harmony, the sound of fishing drums again followed the wind, with a few strands of desolate singing in the middle.

Listening carefully, the song is actually a nostalgic old song.

"...Who called Heguang? Yiwei Hangzhi. Who called Song Yuan? I look forward to it."

"Who called Heguang? Zeng did not tolerate swords. Who called Song Yuan? Zeng did not respect the dynasty..."

The singing is ethereal, out of tune and vaguely identifiable, with some remnants of the old capital Luoyang accent.

After only a few beeps, it lowered and gradually disappeared.

There is only the sound of the Zen bells, and the remnants of the sound curled into the shadows of the river and the moon.

Luoshen guessed that it should be a person from the hometown of Dongdu who came from the south in the early years. Tonight, they were boating on the river, and they sang this song of homesickness in the ancient Song Dynasty.

She was born in the Southern Dynasty and grew up in Jiankang. For as long as I can remember, the Central Plains in Jiangbei has been the land of Hu people.

Even his name came from Luo He. But in fact, there is not much obsession with that piece of Central Plains that he has never set foot on.

But on such a night of spring, river, flowers and moon, Xu Shi was affected by the desolate nostalgic ancient song just now, thinking that the Central Plains is still neighing, and thinking of Aye's northern expedition that year, his heart was slightly touched.

She raised her head, looked at Li Mu beside her, and saw that his eyes were looking straight ahead.

She couldn't help but follow him, looking at the other side of the river.

Entering the eyes, the shadow of the moon is vast, a void, only the river tide is rolling past underfoot.

He kept looking, silent, his eyes seemed to have crossed the river in the dark, and looked at the place on the other side that her eyes couldn't reach.

"What are you thinking?"

She couldn't help but be lost, followed him for a while, and finally couldn't help it, and asked softly.

Seeing that he was called back, she lowered her head and stared at herself for a long time, but she still didn't answer her.

Under the moonlight, his face was solemn and his eyes narrowed.

Such a person she had never seen before.

Even, even though he had such a skin-to-skin relationship with him last night, it still felt unfamiliar.

My heart grew more and more confused, and there was a trace of uncertainty.

"What's wrong with you? Look at me like that?"

She hesitated and asked again.

He stretched out his arms, took her into his arms, and hugged her.

That familiar feeling that made her feel at ease, suddenly returned.

"Ami, I have one thing to do."

"Maybe on that day, the world will be my enemy."

She heard him in her ear and said slowly.

"But you remember, in the future, even if the whole world is against me, I will not hurt you and your parents."

Luo Shen was stunned.

She couldn't understand what he was saying.

She raised her face from his embrace: "What are you going to do? Why do people in the world take you as their enemy?"

Li Mu lowered his head, stared at this face in the moonlight, and smiled slightly.

"You'll find out later. I just need you to remember my words."

He was smiling at her, his eyes so gentle.

But in his smile, Luoshen clearly felt a trace of loneliness.

Just like walking alone in the dark night, the only one who accompanies him is a lonely shadow behind him.

She stared at him in a daze, and slowly, a burst of grief and pity poured out of her heart.

No matter what he will do in the future, or whether the world is going to be hostile to him.

How she used to be, she doesn't know.

But from now on, she thought, she would never leave him alone again, making him so lonely.

"Lang Jun! I remember it."

Her heart was hot, and the words rushed out, and the first time she called him back.

The voice fell, and the man leaned into his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and buried his face in front of his chest.

Li Mu's figure froze for a moment, and suddenly a backhand, hugged her tightly, bowed his head and kissed her.

…

Luoshen was held down by Li Mu.

He held her to the temple gate before letting her go.

A Ting pouted, complaining that when they didn't wake her to watch the tide, Luo Shen's face had a blush that didn't fade away.

She couldn't help but looked at Li Mu secretly.

He coaxed Ah Ting with a smile, and said that next time he would compensate her for the best paper kites, and let her choose from the Shidong store. It's getting late again, so I urged me to go back. He was talking, but his eyes kept glancing at himself, his eyes sparkling with a strange light.

Luoshen knew very well what he was thinking.

Thinking of last night, I felt like a deer bumping into my heart, my face was hot again, I turned my face away and stopped looking at him.

When Ah Ting heard the paper kite, he lost his anger and nodded hurriedly. So he packed up and was sent down to Jinshan by the abbot. The monk himself took the boat and sent the group back to the other side.

When he returned to Li's house, it was already dark, and on the horse-tethering stone beside the gate, there were several high-headed horses tied.

The house seemed to have guests overnight.

At the door, a maid was looking left and right. Seeing Li Mu and his party returning, she hurriedly greeted them and said, "Li Langjun, you can go back! Gao Xianggong is here! The old lady is talking with me."

Li Mu's eyes moved slightly, but his expression did not fluctuate much. He only turned over and dismounted, and went to pick up Luoshen and get off.

When Luo Shenren returned to the car, he faintly heard the words of the servant girl.

Is Aye coming to Beijing?

She hurriedly got out of the carriage and asked Li Mu, "Did you just say that Aye is here?"

Li Mu stretched out his hand, hugged her down, and said with a smile, "Yes."

Luoshen was delighted, raised his skirt and ran up the steps, left him, and hurried inward.

Li Mu looked at her brisk back, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he followed.