公元765年5月的某一天,一叶扁舟,载着一位形容枯瘦的落魄文人和他的家眷,于成都万里桥边解缆,顺锦江一路漂流向东。小船渐行渐远,万里桥终于在他们的瞳中只剩下一个小小的黑点,那个落魄文人,跌跌撞撞地从船头走进船舱,神情伤感。从那以后,万里桥边一栋被空置出来的幽僻小庐,时常在梦里召唤他,他的灵魂始终在那里徘徊,他的名字永远被那里“禁锢”…… One day in May 765 AD, a leaf boat carrying a lame-faced literati and his family found himself on the edge of the Wanli Bridge in Chengdu and drifted eastward along the Jinjiang River. Boat drifting away, Wanli Bridge finally left in their pupil only a small black spots, that abjection literati, stumbled from the bow into the cabin, look sad. Since then, one of the lonely small cottages vacated by the Wanli Bridge has often called him in his dream, his soul always wandering there and his name is forever “imprisoned” there ...