[The ringing of the bell broke the peace of the wasteland. Thirty-five years later, Ma Zhao Xin rode a plow horse.
Thirty-five years later, Ma, thirty-five years ago, it was also such a morning. The warm sunshine shines on Xue Hai. I drove a sledge and gave the best grass of the fifth team to a stupid coachman in the bottom kiln. ...
[There is a faint drum sound in the distance.
【 Fine grass comes up. She is a parturient near delivery, and her waist is inconvenient.
What is the tick of Ma Zhao Xin after thirty-five years? Is it suona? The sound of suona seems to be mixed with the wedding gongs and drums. ...
Fine grass (indifferent expression) That is the wedding procession of the Northeast people.
Thirty-five years later, the coachman Ma Zhao Xin, who was leading the horse, wore a pair of black cotton trousers with folded crotch and smirked. ...
Fine grass (full of revenge) He came to marry me! That man will be my husband. ...
Thirty-five years later, Ma, I still don't understand. At that time, fine grass will leave the fifth team to get married anyway. ...
Fine grass (facing the audience) How many days has the pony been taken away? Fifty-one days. These fifty-one days are longer than fifty-one years ... Pony, I miss you and hope you come back! But I am afraid that you will come back, afraid that you will see me like this ... will you want me? I won't. Even if you want me, I will only bring you pain. I can't stand your jealousy. I want to leave here for you and for me, just like Tian Tian's sister walked into luoma lake. I'm going into a stranger's house in the basement. ...
There were faint drums and music in the distance.
Thirty-five years ago, horses appeared on one side of the stage. The detention of 5 1 day left Ma in rags, but his expression was calm.
Fine grass (finding a horse in the distance) Oh, he's really back! Run it over! Run up and jump into his arms ... oh, no, wait a minute, I want to see how he treats me. He seems to be older than before. He didn't cry excitedly, and he didn't feel overjoyed, as if life should be like this ... (walking slowly to the horse)
Ma Zhao Xin 35 years ago, she didn't run to me. Her inconvenient waist looks dazzling! (Jealousy burns in the dark, tell yourself) Don't think blindly, she is innocent. She really loves me, only my pony. ...
(slowly raises his face)
Fine grass He is in pain, his eyes are moist and his right hand is shaking.
Ma Zhao Xin didn't want to say anything. What is wrong with me? !
[In the distance, from far away, there came the drums and music to celebrate the wedding.
Fine grass (quietly) I'm leaving. I'm going to marry in the bottom kiln.
Horse (cold and full of resentment) I see. ...
Fine grass (fierce revenge) that man is a carriage driver, not as good as you!
Ma (more resentful) I see.
Good grass, I was just about to leave before you came back ... The carriage will arrive soon. ...
Ma Zhao Xin (making up his mind, his eyes are shining with terrible light) Don't go until I come back. (Almost shouting) Can't leave now! (Running downward)
Fine grass (voice trembling) Oh, what does he want? I'm afraid to see him again. Why hasn't the carriage arrived yet? I'm afraid of gongs and drums, but I need them. Carriage, come on! Get out of here! Get out of here! Leave the pony, no matter where you take me, I will not resist. ...
[Fate seems to be playing tricks on people, and gongs and drums are lighter and farther.
【 The sudden ringing of the bell, the shaking of the big whip, and the rough roar poured on the stage together. Ma Zhao Xin hurried to find a sledge.
Ma (goes straight to Xiao Cao), I want to give you a ride in person ... (A cruel smile floats across my mouth)
[Fine grass looked up in fear.
Ma Zhao Xin: Oh, her heart is shaking! (Psychological satisfaction, body trembling)
Fine grass his eyes are terrible, and there is a man's revenge behind the calm. This is the most cruel revenge in the world! (To the horse) You can drive me. But as long as I sit on the sleigh, you drive it away and don't stay for a minute.
Mom, Zhao Xin, okay! In exchange, he readily agreed.
【 is that kind of pony sledge, covered with soft thatch, looks like a yellow-brown double bed from a distance.
Fine grass (she is sitting on the sledge. Before he could sit still, he shouted huskily (pony! Let's go Let's go.
[Ma Zhao Xin had already sat in the position of the rider, and his whip was slapped on the iron horse's ass. The big green horse kicked his hind legs, and the sledge jumped out of the snow shell with a "wow" and jumped on the sledge ... Gradually, the reclamation team went away, except for the monotonous ringtone of the mobile phone, all the voices on the wasteland could not be heard.
There are only two people left in the world. Here comes the flute! The flute played such a sad musician.
Fine grass (sitting on a sledge and staring into the distance) What is that flickering in the distance? Is it ice flower? No, it's the sunlight reflected from the snow shell. Bit by bit, it's really bright, like a girl's tears. At present, the pony's broad back is like a mountain and a warm harbor. A few months ago, fine grass was curled up in this generous chest. Ah, the chest is so warm, and the pony's two big hands are almost rude. ...
The horse's sunshine shines on people's faces and chests, so warm. It's like a girl's hand touching you and gently pulling your skirt ... The snow powder rolled up by the horseshoe splashed on your face and lips, short and wet, like a shy kiss of a girl, just touching someone's lips and leaving immediately. The melted snow powder flows into the mouth along the forehead and canthus. How salty is the snow water? Oh, I can't tell whether it's snow or tears. ...
Fine grass bells tore the tranquility of the wasteland and broke people's hearts. Snow and dust are like fog, and the past is like ink painting. It looks so beautiful and mysterious when it passes before your eyes through the mist. ...
The horse's still red river, the bridal-like sledge house, and the girl in the tractor faint fragrance. ...
Fine grass in the past everything will reappear? I won't! The pony has changed! Pony changed when he found me. But at that time, I was cheated ...
Ma Zhao Xin, it's over, it's over! Fine grass was not mine from the beginning, and now it is finally returned to others. My horse Zhao Xin was just an episode ... Two summers ago, my mother took her and the guys from the reclamation team to luoma lake with a tractor. Two years later, in the winter, my horse rushed to the plow to send her out of the reclamation team and sent her to the wedding procession from the bottom kiln ... A young man personally sent the woman he once loved to someone else's house to be his wife! No, not in love. I still love her, otherwise it wouldn't be so miserable. Then why not stop her? She lost her virginity. She has a child, the child of another illegitimate child, but is it her fault? She is like me, we are both young ... but the horse is a man! Dude. (Whipping the iron horse harder)
Fine grass men are self-respecting. But aren't girls human? Oh, don't blame him! If I tell him everything after he left on the day he comes back, he will understand. Pony is not an unreasonable person. However, instead of talking about it, I want to get married, which is like adding fuel to the fire for the pony. Why would I do that? Maybe, I also have a selfish side? I want to use this move to further arouse the pony's love? Have I ever thought about it that way? You are kidding! But why didn't he stop me? As long as you say to Zhao Xin, "Fine grass, you are mine! You can't leave! " I will not hesitate to stay. But, you didn't say, you are getting back at me! Is the boy's heart really that hard?
If mom Zhao Xin gave her away to someone else, I would feel even more sad! But I did it. Yes, this is a kind of revenge, revenge for everything in the past, revenge for everything in the future! This is not only revenge for her, but also revenge for myself! Revenge on life! Listening to the ringing horse bell, it seems that someone is stabbing me in the heart with a knife! (tugging at the neckline) I'm flustered, I want to shout, I want to shout! There seems to be a fire burning and expanding in my heart. Tears ran down my cheeks. He is almost crazy, waving a big whip up and down and left and right, beating the iron horse desperately.
Fine grass (looking at the horse in surprise)! The muscles on his face are twitching, and he can't stand it! Some people say that the cruelest struggle in the world always happens between men and women. Don't! Don't! The cruelest struggle is man himself! People and themselves ... why can't I marry a pony? Is this fate? It was my own decision to go to the bottom kiln ... Now, don't think about it, don't think about anything, don't shake the pony's determination and don't ask him. In front of the person you love, you should keep a girl's self-esteem. ...
[The bell rings.
【 In the distance, gongs and drums are loud.
Fine grass (usually raised his head after acupuncture, his voice trembled). What's the ticking sound in the distance? Ah, here comes the carriage for the wedding in the bottom kiln! (horrified) It's really them! Drums are like funeral music. (An overwhelming fear hits my heart) No! I'm not going! Pony, stop. continue ...
Ma Zhao Xin saw it! I saw it! I, Ma Zhao Xin, saw the wedding! I saw the groom! Why are my eyes blurred? Ah, it seems that someone is calling my name? ! Oh, this is good grass! Fine grass is calling!
Fine grass (kneeling on the sledge and calling) pony! Pony!
Ma Zhao Xin, I heard you! I heard you! The grass is calling and begging. ...
Grass pony, stop! Don't blame me for the past ... no, I don't blame you ... Pony, stop the sleigh, I'm afraid ... Please take me home. ...
Horse (don't look back, let the tears flow freely) Horse, you can't stop, you can't stop! At this moment, don't look back! I, Ma Zhao Xin, am a man five feet tall! Drive! (Crazy) Drive! Drive! (Whipping the iron horse harder)
This is the wedding and farewell venue.
【 Fine grass stops crying, walks down the sledge and stands beside a group of strangers.
[Ma Zhao Xin turned his horse's head nervously, and with a wave of his big whip, the horse pulled the sled and walked on the way back to the reclamation team.
Someone was crying behind Ma Zhao Xin. It's grass! Fine grass is calling my name and chasing me. ...
Fine grass (calling) pony! Pony! You wait for me!
The horse (ordered himself) not to look back and not to stop! When I stop, my heart will soften ... but did I really leave like this? No, we loved each other after all. Let's go back and see her again! Bite your teeth, grab the reins of the horse and turn your head back. At the moment of turning around, I felt my whole body's blood churning. Fine grass ran and cried in the snow with her hair hanging freely, and three or four boys roared and chased her rudely.
Shame and regret like a hand caught the horse's heart, the whole body seems to be burning. He pulled the reins and turned back to the horse's head. The horse faced the fine grass like a sledge.
Horse (with a roar) I can't stand it! Fine grass! I'm coming! Mom, Zhao Xin is here!
[Horse sledge rushes at the fine grass like lightning. Ma Zhao Xin glared at the sledge, sweeping the chasing crowd indiscriminately with his big whip. All the anger and regret, the pain accumulated in my heart for many days, are all condensed on the whip. The whip roared and danced wildly up and down. ...
Ma Zhao Xin (smoking and shouting) Ma Zhao Xin is coming! Coming! I can't stand it!
Fine grass (holding the horse's leg) pony! Don't, don't hit others, you can't blame them!
Ma Zhao Xin (gritting his teeth) knows! I know! Don't blame them, I know! (But the big whip in his hand swung at the crowd more violently. )
[The wedding crowd was stunned. Looking at the madman in front of them, they ran away with a "coax".
[The horse got on the sledge with the fine grass in his arms.
[The bell rings again. Gradually, the suona sound disappeared, the shouting disappeared, the horse bell disappeared and the horse sledge stopped. Ma Zhao Xin went to the fine grass. The fine grass fluttered in the horse's arms. The flute sounded. The sunshine in luoma lake is so bright, and the wasteland in luoma lake is so beautiful. The flute is so lyrical, beautiful and mixed with a little sadness. ...
A little longer.