Sword of Coming

On the martial arts field, all the children were lying on the ground again, all with bruises and swollen faces. They would definitely not feel comfortable after the physical exertion in the early days of learning martial arts. Enjoy happiness when you should endure hardship, and endure hardship when you should enjoy happiness.

Since I was born in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, entered this palace to hide from the cold, and learned boxing and martial arts, I had to adapt to hardship and learn a skill.

Not all hardships in the world are easy to achieve. The courage of a pure martial artist can only bring out the true taste from the gall.

Lord Yinguan, who was dressed in a green shirt and long robe, was still calm and composed, and said: "Take a break and burn two sticks of incense."

Chen Pingan sat cross-legged, folded his hands, palms facing up, and began to close his eyes and meditate. All the children struggled to get up, gathered in a circle, and sat in the same posture as the young Yin Guan. They closed their eyes and slowly adjusted their breathing.

Chen Pingan opened his eyes and commented on everyone's punches, good or bad, saying that Jiang Yun would not be favored because he came from a wealthy family with the strongest martial arts roots. Just scold. Just because Zhang Pan in Tongqian Lane was born with the weakest physique and was the slowest to learn boxing, he would not be indifferent to Zhang Pan at all. He would praise him for every good punch. Not to mention that just because Sun Yu and Tomboy from Yuhu Street were little girls, they would not punch with too much force on purpose.

All in all, Chen Ping'an wants all children to firmly remember one truth: boxing is in the moment, and a pure martial artist must first be his own enemy.

To learn boxing, one should be a man first, and those who preach and teach, no matter whether they have the name of a master or not, they still need to teach others first. Teaching people is not just a matter of reasoning. A word of flattery, squinting and sneering at a certain poor child, and then being silently watched and remembered by the children, ended up killing thousands of sage teachings in the book.

There is truth in and out of the book, and everyone is a Master.

Chen Ping'an stopped talking.

According to the rules, it is the children's turn to ask questions.

The child named Xu Gong in Mumeng Lane was the first to ask: "Mr. Chen, walking in the first line of fists is definitely the fastest. If you say that practicing walking and standing is to strengthen your muscles and bones, why are there so many people?" Fist moves?"

Chen Ping'an raised his hand, punched out, punched suddenly, and hovered suddenly, "Xu Gong, you mean to say that punching in a straight line will hit the enemy the fastest, right?"

Xu Gong doubted himself a little.

Jiang Yun laughed and said, "One punch will knock you down."

Who in the Great Wall of Sword Qi doesn't know that young hidden officials are the most "loving and cherishing jade", otherwise they can knock down two shopkeepers with one punch?

As for why he was so ruthless against Liu Bai in the wild world, it must be because the female swordsman was not as good-looking as Yu Xuanfu.

However, Jiang Yun suddenly remembered the scene where Yu Xuanfu was held down and his head was hit against the wall, and he lamented, feeling that he might have wronged the second shopkeeper.

Xu Gong looked panicked. He didn't mean it. He wouldn't dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Chen even to death. He didn't dare, let alone not want to.

In Xu Gong's mind, Mr. Chen's image is god-like and flawless. The child chatted with his two good friends in private, and they both admired him greatly. So when Guo Zhujiu was telling stories, the three of them were the most convinced.

Xu Gong, who was born in Mumeng Lane, knew that he was not a son of a rich family like Jiang Yun. Since he did not have Jiang Yun's talent and background, so he, Zhang Pan and Tang Qu, three good friends, often secretly practiced at night. , can often run into that tomboy Yuan Haohua. It's just that too much is not enough, these guys practice so hard that they almost damage their body and vitality.

Chen Pingan always maintains the punching posture, then raises his left hand, uses the right arm of the punch as a path, points and points, starting from the fist of the right hand, wrist, forearm, shoulder, and then to the back, waist, and joints everywhere. The acupoints are pointed out, explaining in detail the "path" of the pure qi circulation that is delivered by a straight line with a fist, and the subtle changes of every tendon, bone, and muscle, without omission, and explain it to the children in detail. During this period, in conjunction with the changes in fists and palms, all the moves including back elbow forward, heart elbow, and shoulder impact were dismantled separately, and the mystery, how to exert force, and why to exert force were explained in detail in simple terms. explain.

After Chen Pingan withdrew his fist, he put his hands on his knees and said with a smile: "So, the punch moves downward, the intention of the punch is in the center, and the punch technique is in the sky."

For the first time, Jiang Yun did not cause trouble, and frowned and said: "The boxing move is the worst? But I think the boxing stance and the boxing frame all come from the boxing move, which is very important."

Chen Ping'an smiled, raised a fist, twisted his wrist, and turned his fist into a palm. His palm was no more than an inch away from the ground, and he landed instantly, slamming the ground of the martial arts arena.

The ground shook, and all the children jumped up almost at the same time. Their heights from the ground were different, and their bodies were staggered.

Then, as if they were overwhelmed, they suddenly landed on the ground. Each of them could not breathe smoothly. They felt almost suffocated. Their backs were bent, and no one could straighten their backs.

"The boxing is the bottom, it's just the position, a certain order, it doesn't mean that it is not important, on the contrary, all boxing starts from the bottom, and the layers of boxing are high, and finally our boxing can be high in the sky."

Chen Ping put away the invisible true meaning of boxing, and all the children were relieved immediately. Chen Ping said to Yuan Haohua and Zhang Pan: "When learning boxing, you must always be careful and careful everywhere. "Yuan Zaohua, Zhang Pan, you two did a good job just now, which means that when you rest, you are also practicing standing up. Although the ground is not low, but the sitting posture is the most stable. Although Jiang Yun is the lowest from the ground, the sitting posture is scattered."

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes. I have long been accustomed to the naughty Lord Yin Guan making sarcastic remarks.

Zhang Pan, who is shy, looked excited.

The tomboy had firm eyes and pursed his lips. After learning boxing, the little girl changed greatly. A few years ago, at the Sword Qi Great Wall, she met the second shopkeeper for the first time, who had not yet become a hidden official. She was a little girl who was the king of children, and her personality was actually much more cheerful.

Chen Pingan glanced at everyone, leaned forward slightly, and slowly said to everyone: "Learning boxing is not just as simple as punching on the martial arts field. It involves breathing, walking, eating, and occasionally seeing birds. You may start with I feel very tired, but habits become natural. Human beings are a small world with countless treasures. They are all yours. Unless you need to share life and death with others one day in the future, no one can take them away. "

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes and said: "Then the question is, after you have mastered your fists, once you decide to punch, what should you do if you want to decide the outcome of life and death in an honest and fair manner?"

Jiang Yun said loudly: "Knock him down with one punch!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You're not done playing anymore, are you?"

Jiang Yun crossed his arms across his chest and said seriously: "Master Yin Guan, this is not a joke. When a martial artist punches, he must have the posture of being the best in the world. Anyway, the martial arts realm I pursue is the one who is my enemy. , before I even punched out, the opponent was scared to death."

Chen Pingan stood up with a smile, "Okay, let me teach you. When you said that, I really remembered a boxing match. At that time, I used six realms to confront ten realms. Now you use three realms to deal with it. My seven realms are all four realms apart, don’t say I’m bullying you.”

Jiang Yun stood up immediately.

Chen Ping'an pointed to the wall of the martial arts arena, "You go and stand at the corner of the wall first."

Jiang Yun swaggered over and turned his back to everyone. The child was actually grinning, wishing he could give himself a big mouth. He could only silently tell himself that if he loses, he will not lose the battle, and if he loses, he will not lose the face.

Chen Pingan walked to the other side of the martial arts arena and suddenly changed his mind, "Everyone should go over together and stand side by side. No backing to the wall or three steps away from the wall."

The future lives of these children will not follow a routine, and they will only encounter enemies who are at the same level or only one or two levels above them.

Whether it is yourself or Aunt Bai, teaching boxing under pressure can help the children to strengthen their muscles and hone their martial arts step by step, but there is no such good thing on the road to cultivation. No one wants to be someone's whetstone. Most of them want to step on stepping stones, step by step, to reach the top of the mountain.

Chen Ping'an once demonstrated to them one by one what kind of momentum, boxing frame and spirit are required to punch from the peak of the third to seventh realms.

Aunt Bai has also personally practiced the punches of the Eighth, Ninth and Tenth Realms.

It's just that the children, including Jiang Yun, all feel that Aunt Bai, who fell from the tenth realm to the ninth realm, is in a higher realm now, but as far as the vague "meaning" of the punch is concerned, she still feels that she is still a young Yinguan. Even more fascinating.

It's just that the previous martial arts performances were really just drills, and the children were just spectators.

Today, Chen Ping'an wanted to let the children stand against him and feel the punch for themselves.

Back then in Luzhou, Beiju, senior Gu You blocked the way.

I once asked how to box myself.

There was no warning when he punched, and he was unprepared for receiving the punch. Gu You's sudden punch came suddenly. At that time, Chen Ping'an almost had no choice but to wait for death.

After Chen Pingan stopped, he calmed down and concentrated his energy, completely forgetting himself, and there was no one in front of him.

Jiang Yun, who was facing Chen Ping'an from a distance, had beads of sweat on his forehead. He subconsciously reminded everyone: "We all gritted our teeth and stood firm. No one can retreat, and no one should press their backs against the wall. Even if they are so scared that they wet their pants, we will still be safe." Stand still!"

Sun Yu, the little girl from Yuhu Street, said in a trembling voice: "I'm scared now."

At first, Sun Ao, like Jiang Yun, was the child who least wanted to learn boxing because she had a younger sister named Sun Zao who was a swordsman.

Yuan Zaihua whispered: "Then just focus on establishing the stake and don't think about anything!"

Chen Pingan was not in a hurry to punch.

This is even more painful for the children standing under the wall. Since you are going to get stabbed sooner or later, it is better to give him a good time than to slowly sharpen the knife and scare people.

A Liang said: "Guo Zhujiu, your master is teaching boxing to others. In fact, he is also practicing boxing himself and cultivating his mind. This is a good habit. Building a dojo in a snail shell is not a derogatory term."

Chen Ping'an's previously learned boxing techniques were too complex, so he needed to take this opportunity to reflect on them and forge them into a new one. Or sometimes you don’t want to think about anything, just like ordinary people who use sleep as a rest, come here to calm down. Teaching boxing, practicing boxing, cultivating the mind, and frequent trips to the palace to hide from the cold may seem like one thing, but they are actually doing three things.

Teaching boxing to the martial arts embryos of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and more importantly, trying to give all the children a relatively stable path to practice. Originally, it was a practical task for a hidden official who was responsible for the trend of the war. A real distraction. But in the end, the result was still good.

Guo Zhujiu took off the bookcase early and put it at his feet, and then he imitated his master's punches all the time. , I learn everything one by one.”

Aunt Bai stood aside and said softly: "With this punch, many children will probably collapse on the spot."

A Liang said with a smile: "It's a good thing to be able to really know where the fist is high."

At that time, Senior Gu You, as the ancestor of Shaking Mountain Fist, saw himself as a pure martial artist from other continents. It happened that the foundation of martial arts was on Shaking Mountain Fist. fist.

Chen Ping'an stepped forward quietly.

Walking forward in six steps, in an instant, as fast as thunder, the whole martial arts field began to vibrate and ripples, and there were plenty of punches in all directions.

Sun Que hoped to use the stake to resist the fearful child in his heart. After the martial arts field shook, he was immediately beaten back to his original shape. The stake was unstable, his mood became more chaotic, and his face was full of horror.

After Jiang Yun felt the fist that covered the sky and the sun, he gave a soft drink, stomped out with one foot, opened the boxing frame, and resisted the fist of heaven and earth with his own fist. Seeing that Sun Yu was about to fall to the ground beside him, Jiang Yun gritted his teeth and moved sideways, with a pained expression on his face, still standing in front of Sun Yu. After all, she is a little girl, so a big man like him needs to protect her.

Xu Gong and Yuan Haohua shouted almost at the same time: "Six steps!"

All the children had a tacit understanding, and almost at the same time they did not retreat but advanced, and they had to fight against each other.

The strong wind paves the surface, and the fist presses down on the body.

Where they want to retreat to advance, they can take at most two steps, and everyone will stagger back.

Unknowingly, Sun Qu had a little bit of courage to avoid Jiang Yun in front of him and chose to face the punch by himself.

After a while.

Including Jiang Yun, everyone had their backs against the wall, all pale and sweaty, and some frail children had already fallen to the ground against the wall.

Chen Pingan stood in the middle of the martial arts arena, with one hand behind his back, and the other clenched fist against his abdomen, letting out a breath of foul air leisurely.

He quickly turned his head, wiped the blood flowing from his nose, and delivered this punch that looked like a punch with his current physique, even if it was only half a punch in the end, it was still not easy.

Chen Pingan turned his head and said with a smile: "Get up, this is the end of today's boxing practice."

All the children didn't come back to their senses, and they were a little sluggish.

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "After this punch, I have to say that I have a good eye for picking martial arts seeds. Someday you will walk the rivers and lakes by yourself, and when you meet martial artists of the same generation, you can say that your The person who taught boxing was Bai Lianshuang, a martial artist in the tenth realm of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the person who fed boxing was Chen Pingan of Haoran Tianxia.

After bidding farewell to Nanny Bai, Chen Pingan and A Liang took Guo Zhujiu, and the three left the cold palace on foot.

A Liang said: "Zhujiu, earlier your master mentioned the person watching the boxing, and only mentioned me, forgetting you, is it hurt?"

Guo Zhujiu asked with a puzzled look: "Master said it, senior Ah Liang, didn't you hear?"

A Liang was stunned for a moment, "Why didn't I hear it?"

Guo Zhujiu said solemnly: "I said it in my heart for Master."

A Liang exclaimed: "Zhujiu, your sword heart is amazing."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Ah Liang, then the sword energy stops at eighteen? Can you teach me this disciple?"

A Liang said helplessly: "I said earlier that I want to teach, bamboo wine is not rare."

A Liang stroked his hair, "But Zhujiu said that my appearance and boxing skills are good, and I have said such heartfelt words, so it is worthy of Uncle A Liang's shamelessness to teach this unique knowledge, but don't worry, I will go to Guo Mansion as a guest later."

Guo Zhujiu and Chen Pingan looked at each other and smiled.

Master, you understand.

Master, I understand.

Guo Zhujiu didn't dare to stay for a long time, he still sneaked out over the wall today, so he had to go home.

After saying goodbye to Master and Senior A Liang, the little girl ran with a trekking stick and a small bamboo box on her back.

A Liang and Chen Pingan go to the wine shop in the overlapping peaks.

A Liang asked: "After the death of Immortal Tao Wenjian, is there too much immortal money exchanged for his military exploits?"

Chen Pingan didn't hide it, and said, "I also took some out."

Liquor shop, Zhuangzhuang, all the fairy money Chen Pingan earned from drunkards and gamblers at the Great Wall of Sword Qi these years, plus the income from selling those seals and folding fans through Yan's shop, there is not a single snowflake left , all of which were returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the name of the sword immortal Tao Wen's heritage. Of course, Tao Wen didn't ask Chen Pingan to do this, but Chen Pingan planned it this way from the beginning.

This is why Tao Wen is willing to entrust his affairs to the young hermit official.

If you want to get into the eyes of a sword fairy, you can never rely on how much money you earn and how many beautiful words you say.

A-Liang asked again: "That much fairy money is not a small amount. You just put it on the table in the yard so casually and let the sword repairer take it for himself. Can you rest assured? Staring over there?"

The great war has come to an end for the time being, and sword cultivation is the most important thing. In the world, sword cultivation is notoriously unreasonable for spending money.

This is why there are so many shy sword immortals in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The higher the rank of the natal flying sword, and the higher the level of sword cultivation, except for the few rich men in Taixiang Street, no one dares to say that they think they have too much money.

Only when he is not in the practice pass, the sword cultivator will have some spare cash on hand, and he can drink and bet at will.

Therefore, it is possible that the vast majority of sword cultivators went to Tao Wen's house to withdraw money by themselves, and only took the money that was lacking at the moment, but there were also some sword cultivators who secretly took more money from the gods.

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "No one is watching over there. Tao Wen doesn't care about these things, and neither do I. It's not a business, so don't worry too much about it."

A Liang nodded and said, "You should think so, take it easy."

Chen Pingan took off the white jade hairpin pinned to her bun.

A Liang took the hand, immersed in it, and then laughed dumbly, "What an old scholar, he even fooled me back then."

Chen Pingan didn't even bother to speak from his heart, and said directly: "In the fight with Lizhen earlier, relying on this hairpin, I turned the tide of the battle. Otherwise, I was not a sword cultivator at that time, so I couldn't win against Lizhen."

The white jade hairpin has already opened the restriction, so A Liang can see it all.

Chen Pingan said: "The passage of time and water is completely opposite to that of many caves and blessed places. It is about a month in the mountains and a year in the world."

White Jade Hairpin is an extremely weird blessed place with a small territory, it can accommodate at most a hundred people living in it, and its aura is average, so it is not considered a treasured place of geomantic omen at all. To be precise, it is not suitable for people who practice Taoism at all.

Ah Liang sighed: "The old scholar has worked hard."

The old scholar worked so hard for his disciple Qi Jingchun.

Take refuge here, just use it as a study, and you can read with peace of mind. After a hundred or hundreds of years, the world will change color, and maybe the next time you return to Haoran Tianxia, ​​it will be a different scene.

The old scholar's earliest original intention was most likely to drag him to the barren world to attack the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Confucianism opened up a passage to the fifth world, and created a new world with a vast territory. With more territories, disciple Qi Jingchun could gain a foothold, and hopefully there would be more.

When the old scholar left Gongde Forest, he might have already made plans. He is willing to use the good fortune of opening up a world in exchange for Qi Jingchun, a disciple, to have a place in the world.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "Sir is such a gentleman, so how dare I treat my disciples in a perfunctory manner now. Brother Mao once said that the most difficult thing in the world is to preach and teach, teach and educate. People. Because I never know which sentence I said, it will be remembered by a certain student for a lifetime."

A Liang handed back the white jade hairpin to Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping pinned it in the bun again.

Eight small seal script characters, saying that a gentleman is warm like jade.

Ah Liang hugged the back of his head with his hands, basking in the warm sun.

The young man next to him is wearing a green shirt and long robe, with a white jade hairpin on his hair, a pair of thousand-layer-soled cloth shoes on his feet, and a sword gourd hanging from his waist.

Chen Pingan asked suddenly: "Ah Liang, did you get injured in two consecutive fights?"

A Liang went out of the city twice, the first time was okay, even the sword fairy sitting on the top of the city had a rough look.

However, when he returned to the battlefield for the second time, one of the great monsters on the throne shot with all his strength, isolating the world.

Chen Pingan was inevitably a little worried.

Unexpectedly, A Liang shook his head and said: "It's not that bad, it's just that it has used some skills to suppress the bottom of the box. Next time you go to the battlefield, you will definitely be targeted to death. It's like your two flying swords. Outsiders don't know , is the key winner. Knowing it, it will be difficult to work next time. After all, it’s not that you are wandering in the world of Haoran, and you always meet new faces. The battlefield of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is big and small. We are old acquaintances with those big monsters, and we know the general way. We are contending with the whole wild world again. The problem is that the opponent has no shortage of magic weapons, even if they don’t have them, they can borrow them. Come."

Chen Pingan was surprised: "It didn't hurt much?"

A Liang smiled and said, "Show me a hand? After you have seen it, you will know why I was able to retreat unscathed."

Chen Ping looked around, "Forget it on the street."

A Liang complained: "There is no one around, we two are staring at each other, what's the point of showing our hands?"

Chen Ping nodded and said, "If you dare to use it, I will learn it."

Ah Liang stopped and gently ground the ground with his toes.

Chen Pingan didn't know what to do, so he stopped and waited and watched.

Suddenly, on the second floor of a restaurant not far away, someone yelled angrily, "Damn it, pay back the money! I've seen people cheating people in a dealership, but I've never seen you run away like this after losing money in a dealership!"

Immediately, the drinkers everywhere cheered loudly, knocked their bowls with their chopsticks, slapped their palms on the table, booing everywhere.

Chen Ping's hands covered his sleeves, his expression was calm, and it was a small scene.

A Liang stretched his neck and scolded back: "I don't pay back the money, I just save money for you, and if I save money, I save wine. You fucking have the face to scold me?"

The old sword cultivator was speechless for a while.

In a hurry, the old sword repairer was about to spit on that doggy face.

Never thought that A Liang stomped his feet lightly.

At the tip of the toe, a golden word appeared, and then the words were strung together to form a small circle, which appeared at Ah Liang's feet.

All are taught by saints.

The first circle starts with a sentence from the most holy teacher of Confucianism.

Then there is the ultimate principle of Yin-Yang Dao expounded by Taoism.

After that, there are the Confucian classics about heaven, earth and man, followed by a larger circle of different articles and poems circulating in the four seasons.

five elements.

twelve o'clock.

Twenty-four solar terms.

The basic knowledge of the seventy-two sages in the Confucian Temple of China.

There are circles of golden characters, from the inside to the outside, layer upon layer, countless.

Hundreds of schools of thought of the three religions, classics or classics or words in the title of the first chapter or in the title of the book, the generous words of hundreds of poets, moral sages, famous ministers and generals, swordsmen, and heroes are all written clearly. change.

Chen Ping looked down, and the golden words appeared too fast, and the meaning contained in each sentence was so great that even Chen Ping felt dizzy.

In an instant, the entire city was covered with dense golden characters.

Chen Pingan even saw many beautiful sentences that he had carved on the bamboo slips.

I saw many words in Buddhist scriptures and Legalist classics, and I saw the words written by Li Xisheng on the wall of the bamboo building.

A Liang's mind moved slightly, the vision disappeared, and he said with a smile: "Just learn a rough idea. After all, no one can become another person, and there is no need to do so. I am A Liang, and Xiao Qi is Xiao Qi. You Chen Ping An is Chen Ping An."

Chen Pingan nodded.

A Liang then turned to look at the second floor, "What were you yelling about just now?"

The old swordsman said with a sincere face: "A-Liang, do you want a drink? I'll treat you."

A Liang said: "Who the hell do you think I, A Liang, am? Am I the kind of person who owes money and begs for drinks?!"

But his eyes were fixed on the old sword cultivator, with no intention of leaving.

"cant!"

Lao Jianxiu spoke righteously, shaking one hand vigorously, a friend quickly threw a jug of wine, after being caught by Lao Jianxiu, Lao Jianxiu turned to hold the jug with both hands, and gently threw it out of the building, "Brother Ah Liang, we haven't seen each other for a long time, I miss you so much. If I'm free, I'll set up a big table at the wine shop of the second shopkeeper, drink enough!"

After Chen Pingan and A Liang, who got a bottle of wine in vain, left.

On the other side of the restaurant, after the old Jianxiu sat down, he stroked his beard and smiled, "In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, who can collect debts like me, and make Ah Liang put up such a big battle to avoid debts? , so I won’t pay for it today, who of you will pay the bill?”

A Liang was walking on the road, drinking the pot of Xianjia wine that no one else could stop, and suddenly said: "Have you told Girl Ning about that important matter?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I told her all the reasons and consequences. I think the closer you are to someone, the more clearly you should explain things."

A Liang said with a smile: "No wonder you are the only one in the literary sage lineage who is not a bachelor. It's not without reason."

Chen Ping smiled and didn't answer.

When we arrived at the wine shop, business was booming, far better than anywhere else. Even though there were many wine tables, there were still no empty seats. There are many people squatting and sitting on the roadside drinking.

A Liang and Chen Pingan were squatting on the roadside drinking, with a bowl of noodles and a small plate of pickled vegetables in front of them.

There was a lot of noise all around, and all the drunkards who came to drink in this shop were big-hearted, and if they weren't big-hearted, they probably wouldn't be able to be repeat customers, so they didn't take Ah Liang and the young Yin Guan too seriously and didn't see outsiders.

A Liang held the wine bowl in his hand and picked up a chopstick of vegetables. He was so excited that he felt so damn salty that he quickly rolled up a large amount of Yangchun noodles with chopsticks.

Listening to some guys bragging about the quality of the food and drinks here, many people who have just been brought here to drink, after a long time, feel that the taste of the wine seems to be really good.

A Liang was puzzled. Now he doesn't charge for being a babysitter?

Chen Ping'an held the wine bowl with both hands and took a sip of wine. After taking a sip of wine, he looked at the hustle and bustle on the street.

Come and go, stop and go, in a hurry.

The people around me may leave tomorrow. Those who travel far away may return home tomorrow.