Crane

On a snowy night in the twelfth lunar month in the capital, singer Wen Qingzhou waited for Shen Yebai. Shen Yebai is the son of the richest man, as gentle as jade; Wen Qingzhou is a street orphan, as cold as frost. He put a big cloak on him, knelt down and asked his name. He said: "My name is Shen Yebai. I will come to listen to you sing next time." Wen Qingzhou waited for three months, until the snow fell all over his body, and until everyone said he was stupid. But he still waited. Shen Yebai came over the wall with snow on his shoulders. "Will you come with me?" He nodded. From then on, he embarked on a road of no return. Shen Mingyuan was furious and threw Wen Qingzhou into prison and sentenced him to exile in northern Xinjiang. Shen Yebai confessed to all charges and was sent to exile on his behalf. One narrowly escaped death in prison, and the other pretended to be dead on the way to escape. Wen Qingzhou escaped from the prison and begged all the way south to find Shen Yebai. Someone told him that Shen Yebai died on the road to exile and was buried in a mass grave. He dug in the mass grave for three days and nights and dug out a hand bone, thinking it was his. Someone called him from behind: "Wen Qingzhou." He turned around and saw Shen Yebai standing in the sunshine. He had lost a lot of weight and there was no blood on his face, but his eyes were still so warm and moist. "How do you know I'm not dead?" "Because I guess you're going to come to me." They opened a teahouse in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River called "Yezhou". From black hair to white hair, from making tea and singing songs to basking in the sun. The days are as ordinary as water, but they have been drinking it for a lifetime and never feel tired. In the winter when Wen Qingzhou left, Shen Yebai held his hand and sat there all day. Later, he also left and was buried next to Wen Qingzhou, with various willow trees in front of his grave. Two willow trees grow together. When the wind blows, the branches and leaves rustle against the branches. Some people say that the two willow trees were transformed by the two of them. Together when we are alive, we will be together when we die. Others said that sometimes when passing by the cemetery at night, they could hear someone singing. The song was "Crane", and the sound was clear and distant, as if it was tearing a hole in the sky. But when you want to listen carefully, you can't hear anything. There is only the sound of the wind blowing through the willow trees, rustling and gentle, like a sigh. Like that person is saying—— "I'm here." Intention: Wait for someone for a lifetime. It's not a grand affair, it's not a pledge of eternal love. It was three months of sitting in the snowy night, three days and three nights of digging in mass graves, and decades of guarding in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River. Wen Qingzhou waited for Shen Yebai. Shen Yebai also waited for Wen Qingzhou. They waited for the other party to turn around, for the other party to appear, for the other party to come out of the fog. Waiting for it is a lifetime. If you can't wait, it will be a lifetime.