Reprint a short article from a friend
If life is just like the first meeting, what if the autumn wind is sad and painted a fan
I have to forget all these things, like forgetting the dust in the corner of time, like forgetting the howling wind on the swing of youth, carving the sound and appearance of that time in the deepest corner of my heart, will I forget you and the beauty of the past?
At that time, who was the young man on the street standing alone? Whose swing was shaking on the wall?
That figure sighed alone under the street light: Entering this scene, the bitterness of the river cannot catch up with my wandering footsteps
Now the glory is vague and the world is vast. Even if you are a devout believer under the Bodhi tree for thousands of years, your heart is as hard as a rock; Kashyapa is still a flying immortal, and the passing time is engraved in the dusty history of Dunhuang.
In the past few years, in the past few months, in the past few days, time is stacked with thick stacks of sadness and depression. Time is a song, which makes the mood dance with the song. My mood dances in the gloomy sky of the world, and looks so depressing. Therefore, following the pace of the future, I always step on the shadow of the past.
Suddenly I remembered what someone once said: There must be someone who makes me love the most and hurt the most. Now,
Should I really be stumbled at the water in the sea: Everything is destined, just so destined - meet you
I think I can forget this time. In April 2006, meeting was always so unintentional.
This time is so unforgettable
There is no love at first sight in this world, but only love over time. Is it like you and me???
The initial impression was just "not much talk",
But there was such a person until he found that the sky began to become bluer every day because of such a person.
Knowing that you are really happy and concerned about that person;
Is dream beautiful? I think so,
"If I get separated from you in the park, how can you find me?"
"I'll go to the memorial hall to find you."
"How do you know?"
"You twisted your butt, I knew what you were thinking" - You bit me all of a sudden, and your smile spread in your memory with such numb pain.
There have been such quarrels, young people are suspicious and suspicious, and lovers are deceiving after all, they are intolerable;
Do you remember that day? I thought you lied to me, I thought you betrayed me and beat you - "Why are you so violent?" This was what the nurse commented on me later. Well, maybe it's really crazy, it's really crazy, it's so violent, it makes you bruised all over, because I really care;
Until you said: As long as you are willing to forgive me, I am willing to die—for such a thing that I misunderstood, you want to beg for my forgiveness?! Later, I saw you huddled beside me like a kitten, and at that moment, I was really happy in my heart; at that moment, I really forgived
No matter how beautiful the dream is, it will wake up, otherwise why would there be a song called "When I wake up from the dream?" I looked back at these memories and it turned out to be a bit like a tragic comedy - I always thought I was the person who controlled the stage, but it turned out that I was the smug and danced tragic protagonist; then my parents appeared and came forward as a role against this relationship;
Sometimes I want to ask: We are under the same roof. As parents, you see me sad and lonely, but you walk by with a smile on your face. A reason to be satisfied: she is a foreigner, but she is thousands of miles away; is this what you hope?!
Do you know underground love? That should describe the improper relationship between married men and women. How inappropriate it is to put it on two innocent people. But just because of our parents, we have to cover this relationship with layers of quilts, carefully wrap it up, not let anyone know, not let anyone peep, it is almost concealed, and the tragedy is like underground love
Just keep it, maintain it, the "Agreement" sings: Walking from the mud to the beautiful scenery, you are used to finding courage in each other's eyes; relying on each other's warmth, I think I can reach our paradise
Spring of 2009,
You said: Go home
You said: My family arranged a blind date for you
You said: end; then everything came to an abrupt end,
"The sky is gray, will it make me forget who you are?"
We have to learn to forget each other and learn not to worry about each other.
These words made the two hearts that were about to come together,
Until it is separated from thousands of rivers and mountains, and is separated from the ends of the world;
We have to be like a parallel line, parallel to any set;
From then on, I traveled alone in the world.
No one goes to work with you, have midnight snacks with you,
No one buys you love beef tendon every Sunday.
No one is afraid that you will be alone and talk to you.
No one calls you, sends text messages, and says old-fashioned love words.
No one
No one goes to Zhongshan Park with you to feed fish.
No one is kidding you,
No one wraps his napkin around his neck to make you happy.
No one
I don't need to worry about whom,
I don't need to hang out with anyone on my back, she is still afraid of being laughed at.
I don't need to go shopping with anyone, but I just want to enjoy the joy of being together.
I don't need to joke that she is stupid, her brain is stuck by the door panel, and no one answers me that she is hit by a pig, and that pig is me;
I don't need to scold anyone to waste money on me, to cut other people's drain pipes to find a ring for me
I don't need to be bitten by anyone anymore, I suspect she is a dog
I don't need it
Later,
Learn to be decadent, learn to be depressed,
Have you heard of "A man doesn't cry easily because he has not arrived at the sad place",
So, if I cry, it’s because I’m really sad for you;
I really regret this relationship;
I think Teresa Teng's "I Only Care About You" is sung for me.
"If I hadn't met you," I didn't know where I would be.
I admit that we all lost completely.
But, never regret it;
because--
"Let time pass by, I only care about you"
Now, all the memories and past events in the past few years have passed by like a flash of glimpses. Now I am not standing at the intersection to count the yellow leaves flying in autumn, counting the fragments of happiness and sorrow on the road when I came, but should be rushing forward without stopping; looking back and smiling, the so-called Wushan Mountain in the sea, the so-called unforgettable collapse in an instant without any traces. Turning around, facing the morning sun, the dark back was printed on the sun.
Some things cannot be understood without experience.
After experiencing many, just a few kapok flowers blooming,
I have loved, hurt, and hurt, but I realized that love is so difficult to give up
You and I love to fight and say "Your uncle" to each other
OK, I think now, my uncle will agree to your request.
Promise you--I forgot you, I will get married and have children, maintain my family, and I will not love my wife, but I will be nice to her. Because--
You will always be the only one in my heart
"Maybe you have never appeared, all I met is a stranger; maybe you have appeared, in my previous life; maybe you will appear, in my next life"
——The poem "Gu Cypress" seems like a different life now
The Buddha said: Five hundred times passed by in the previous life, and a look back in this life;
Our look back eventually lost and passed by
We are just a setting sun in the other person's life,
Use the afterglow to shine,
Then it burned, gave up
Many years later, do you, who have been in the torrent of time, occasionally think of me, the prosperous smoke and clouds of the past, and the loneliness and beauty of today?
——Traveling thousands of miles to say goodbye to you
On the first and last snowy nights
We walked side by side on the cold and quiet wasteland
All words are frozen on the lips
Looking up together, have you ever seen:
The snowflakes bloomed and withered in seven nights
Like a short reunion and a permanent separation
Please forgive me who turned around and left at this moment—
For those desolate years
For my ultimate inability to persevere
The deepest love in life can't stand time after all.
Chapter completed!