For a while, I was obsessed with "Snow between the Eyebrows", a plot song by Jian Wang San. The plot is roughly as follows: She accepted a young lady as her apprentice. The young lady relied on her very much and often pulled her. She always bought candied haws on her clothes and watched her apprentice finish them with a smile. In front of the Master Respecting Hall, they planted a peach blossom tree, and the young apprentice served fragrant tea. They made an appointment to join hands in the world, and the master and apprentice would accompany each other. Fireworks in March, Yangzhou's bustling city, they rode horses together and depended on each other. That was the best memory. But often, the master would stay quietly by the river, no matter spring, summer, autumn, winter, cold, summer, wind or rain, as if waiting for someone or remembering someone. Later, when the apprentice grew up, he gradually got tired of the master's nagging and wanted to be like an adult. He even knocked away the candied haws the master gave him. The apprentice and the master said that they wanted to make a career in the world and become famous all over the world. The master lowered his head to braid the tassels on his sword, still nagging about safety. It was winter, and the master sewed him a winter coat. He thought it was too ugly and not worthy of himself who was going to be famous in the world. The master went to the river more frequently. One time the apprentice asked her: "Hey, you have been here all the time and have never been anywhere else. Are you waiting for someone?" The master looked at the flowing water and said infatuatedly: "I don't have anyone." Wait. No one will come." The apprentice asked again: "You have been alone for so long, and you didn't want to go somewhere else." The master was silent, looked at him for a while, and said something that the apprentice didn't understand at the time. : "I'm afraid that when I turn around, you'll be gone too." But I'm always there, the apprentice thought. The apprentice has grown into a handsome young man, with bright clothes and angry horses, and is high-spirited and ready to start his apprenticeship. Master and apprentice competed in Chunyang Palace. As the final ceremony, the master lost and lamented that the apprentice has grown up. The apprentice was very proud that he could finally go out on his own to explore the world. The master still kept nagging and exhorting, and the apprentice reassured the master that everything that should be prepared was ready. After that, the two rarely met again. The master could often hear about his apprentice's deeds while chatting in the wine shop, but no one knew that she had been his master. Outside the Master Respecting Hall, the peach trees had fallen into dust, but the master still buried some old wine in the hope that his apprentice would come back and they could still drink and chat together. He would tell the stories of his adventures in the world, and she would still not forget to chat. Homely talk. Often, the master would take wine to the river and stay quietly as before, letting the fine snow fall on his face, but no one raised his sleeves to brush it. Later, the apprentice who was already famous all over the world also experienced joys and sorrows. His relatives and friends left one by one, and he was gradually left alone. He also accepted a little loli apprentice, but the daily life of master and apprentice brought back memories, and he I think of my master and the river I often go to. The master was gone, and he was left alone by the river, staring at the flowing water and listening to the sound of falling snowflakes. The apprentice fell in love with this place and came often, as if he was waiting for someone or remembering someone. The little Loli apprentice asked him: "Master, who are you waiting for?" He said: "I'm not waiting for anyone. No one will come." The little Loli apprentice asked him: "You are alone and don't think about going to anyone else." Where can I take a look?" He was shocked, and he finally understood the meaning of the master's words. I'm afraid that when I turn around, you will be gone. Pieces of snowflakes were falling, and the little Loli apprentice pointed: Look, it’s snowing. The memory returned to the past. The master held up the umbrella: Look, it’s snowing. The so-called road of rivers and lakes is just her holding an umbrella, walking towards the young him, and saying: Never let down your original intention.