Chapter 21 Chapter 21: He Dang Cuts the West Window Candles

She is gone and will never come back. On the vast Kangxi grassland, there is no trace of her, except for that line of heart-wrenching engravings. Five years ago, I took a Hong Kong global tour group as the full escort.When they arrived in Beijing, they met her as a local companion——He Jianzhu, formerly known as He Jianzhu. There is a long and twisted story about this name. That night in the Kangxi Grassland, the tourists slept in the yurts one after another after being noisy and novelty all day.She doesn't sleep, she leans against me and counts the stars.I talked to her bitterly about literature, saying that the so-called writing skills refer to two major functions: one is to finish ten sentences in one sentence, and the other is to describe a sentence in ten sentences.The former is called Jingbi, and the latter is called vivid.

She used the second function of words to tell me her story all night, from the story of how to pick up beads to how to cut candles.I use the first function of text to summarize it as the following text: She was born on Fishing Island, her mother was a fisherman's daughter, and her father was a rightist who was sent to the island by the capital to participate in labor reform. Her surname was He. She was a college student and an intellectual.Since both rightists and intellectuals are called molecules, people also vaguely call him "He Zier". He Zizi, like most sent down youths, fell in love with the fisher girl logically, got married, had a daughter, and abandoned her logically.On the day when the candle was born, He Zizi went fishing in the sea and found a pearl oyster, which was a miracle.So he named his daughter Jianzhu, nicknamed Zhu'er.

When Zhu Er was five years old, He Zi went back to Beijing to "activate".Zhu'er's mother asked him when he would come back, He Zi pondered for a while, but pushed his glasses and read a poem: "If there is no date for returning, the night rain in Bashan will flood the autumn pond. Why cut the candles in the west window together, but talk about the rainy night in Bashan. " My mother didn't know a lot of Chinese characters, but she memorized this poem firmly.He also specially asked "Mr. Literacy" to transcribe it for Gong Kai, and ordered Zhu'er to read it three times a day.

One day, the mother listened to her daughter read poems while disemboweling the fish.Suddenly, she cried out as if discovering a new land: "Pearl, read that third sentence to Mom again." Zhu'er then repeated in a childish voice: "Why should we cut the candles in the west window together?" Why cut the west window candle together?The mother repeated it with a blushing face, and suddenly found that the first, fourth, and seventh characters of this poem were cut off from He Jianzhu.He Jianzhu, He Jianzhu, what kind of origin is there between the two?Maybe it was the husband's good intentions?There must be some mystery behind the fact that the husband recited this poem before leaving.

The poor fisher girl didn't understand the true meaning of this poem, but decided to change her daughter's name to Jianzhu with all her enthusiasm. However, she never waited for her husband to return until she died, and cut the west window candle together with her. Eight-year-old Jianzhu buried her mother without telling anyone, begging along the road, and walked to Beijing on two legs.A year later, he finally found his father "He Zier" who had married another wife and had children.He Zizi didn't treat his daughter poorly, and gave her food and clothes for her to go to school.The stepmother also treated her very politely, but she was too polite, treating a nine-year-old girl only as a guest, forcing her to send her to study.

With her astonishing perseverance and extraordinary intelligence, Jianzhu jumped three grades in a row, successfully passed elementary school, middle school, and university, and was assigned to the Tourism Bureau as a tour guide. After the story was finished, the dawn of the east was dawning, she yawned unpretentiously, and said, "Hey, I don't think I've ever talked so much to anyone before." Then she yawned and fell. sleeps on my lap.I hugged her gently, and smelled the faint fragrance of her hair, which was refreshing.At that moment, I knew I had fallen in love with her.

After that, I went to Beijing whenever I had the chance.I have never met Jianzhu's family, but I have met many of her friends. One of them, Lin Li, is the best friend of hers. One day, he came to my door and asked me, "Do you really like Jianzhu?" "Of course." I said. She seemed relieved, and asked again: "Then when do you plan to get married?" "Marriage?" I froze for a moment, then spread my hands and said, "I haven't thought about this question yet." "Aren't you going to marry her?" She opened her eyes wide. I thought about it, and decided to answer her honestly: "I'm just a wage earner. I earned money from the suburbs of Hong Kong to Central. The tour guide's salary is only enough for three meals a day in addition to paying the rent. I don't have the ability to organize a family at all. I It is impossible to bring Jianzhu to Hong Kong, and I have never thought about returning to the mainland. Marriage is too realistic and too far away. I love her, but it has nothing to do with marriage."

Lin Li became serious: "But what would Jianzhu think? She has been hurt mentally since she was a child, and she takes feelings very seriously and is terrible. In college, there were many outstanding boys inside and outside the school who pursued her, but she never Dare to accept it. But people who are less easily emotional will be more serious once they are emotional, and now she trusts you so much, if you let her down, she will not be able to bear it." Lin Li's words made me serious.The earnestness of Jianzhu frightened me, and I didn't want to hurt her, so I bid farewell to her, saying that I planned to quit my job as a tour guide and start a small business with a few friends in order to stabilize myself.

She didn't speak, and silently helped me pack my luggage.I couldn't help asking: "Why don't you ask me when I'll be back?" She shook her head and said, "I don't ask, and you won't know the answer if you ask. A woman's feet follow her heart, and where her heart goes, her feet will go there; a man's heart follows his feet, and his feet go, My heart is gone." Sitting by the window, she whispered a poem: If there is no return date, the night rain in Bashan will rise to the autumn pond. Why cut the candles in the west window together, but talk about the rainy night in Bashan.

I turned her shoulders and saw two big teardrops gushing out of her eyes and rolling down her cheeks.She held up a simple necklace with a small pearl on it around my neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "This is the pearl that my father picked up in the sea the day I was born. It is my totem. I will give it to You, let it go with you for me, okay?" I couldn't bear to look at her tearful eyes, so I held her in my arms and stroked her long hair, which was as smooth as water, with a faint fragrance.I closed my eyes, feeling pain in my heart. Since then, this fragrance has been lingering in my dreams.I often have chaotic dreams all night, seeing Jianzhu coming in the night in a trance, but I can't remember exactly what I dreamed of, but the faint fragrance of hair lingers around the pillow endlessly.

Two years later, Jianzhu suddenly sent a letter saying that a "very suitable marriage partner" proposed to her, but she always had something to look forward to, but she didn't know if there was any reason to wait. I replied quickly, telling her that too beautiful things or feelings can only embellish memories, real life is dull, and I wish her all the best in her marriage.One night not long after the letter was sent, Jianzhu came again, without speaking, just sitting in front of the window combing her long, fragrant hair. In a trance, I seemed to hear her reciting a poem in a low voice. I knew that Jian Zhu had something to say to me, but I couldn't hear it anyway. After that, there was no news of her again, and it was another three years in a flash. Today, three years later, I have already achieved success and fame, calling the wind and rain, but it is not easy, just because I can never forget that quiet hair fragrance.So, I finally went back to Beijing to see how Jianzhu was doing. But I only saw Lin Li, and she told me resentfully: "You can never find her again, Jianzhu is dead!" "Dead?" My body and mind were ashamed, and my body and mind collapsed in an instant, turning into nothingness. "Dead, I jumped to my death from the seventh floor wearing a wedding dress on the eve of the wedding, and when I died, I was still holding your never-return letter—" Lin Li cried out. "Dead." I repeated mechanically, unable to understand the real meaning of death for a while, "She died without saying anything, but she should have something to say to me, she, she hates me so much?" I Suddenly I realized that Jianzhu really came to see me. Just before she got married, she came to my room to comb her hair, chanted softly, and her long hair was fragrant. She came to say goodbye to me, but I didn’t After hearing her farewell words clearly, I really failed her so much, I couldn't bear it anymore, and finally burst into tears. Lu'er shook her head slowly with tears in her eyes: "She never hated you. Jianzhu said that if you really love someone, you will never hate. She has been waiting for you to come back, until death, death , also for waiting, so that no one will stop her from waiting—after she died, we buried her in the Kangxi Grassland according to her last words. She has something to leave for you, right where you made love in the Kangxi Grassland, When you see it, maybe, you will really understand her." This is why I am now back on the Kangxi Grassland.The grass on the tomb is green, the autumn wind blows, and there is no trace of her in the vast Kangxi grassland, except for the silent tombstone.Neither the date of birth nor the name and place of origin are written on the cold stone tablet, but only seven affectionate words: Why should we cut the candles in the west window together?