The spring breeze is coming again, and the world has changed. It's just that this year's spring came a little early.
Chunjiang Plumbing Duck Prophet, really, there are a lot of wild ducks in the Yihe River this year. None of the birds told us in advance that spring was quietly coming.
As usual, I ran in the morning and came to the Yi River. The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass is close but there is no scene. A light rain stained the willow trees fluttering in the wind by the river, and happily spat out their hairy buds. The willow wind that blew the face was cold, waking up the grass that had been dormant for a winter, quietly sticking out its head and looking around, probing its head to observe whether there was a cold spring. The drizzle of drizzle beats the branches and the apricot blossoms fall in the wind. Blowing a large area of the first to occupy the river embankment, the first to bloom the tender yellow forsythia, the faint fragrance of flowers in the air instantly diffused, people can't help but suck in this warm and sultry breath.
From the beginning of March to the middle of May every year, the north bank of the Yi River is the most colorful day of the year when apricot blossoms, white magnolias, forsythia, purple chestnuts, beautiful plums, lilacs, begonias, eight cherry blossoms, roses, and large-flowered cinchonas compete to bloom one after another.
Suddenly, I heard someone add WeChat, and when I opened it, it was her.
The boy and the girl used to be a couple of lovers.
In the early nineties of the last century, in a garden-style school on the shore of Daming Lake, he was ten years old. A big boy, a little bird like a little girl, because of the sentence "If you are Sanmao, I would like to be eighteen-year-old Jose." And fell into ignorant love.
Later, the girl said that she was actually a little girl who was bought by the boy with five cones, and the boy just smirked and was noncommittal. That year, the girl was going back to her hometown in the county, and before getting into the car, the boy gave everything he had, bought five cones for the girl, and before he finished eating them along the way, he melted several, and the cones became a testimony of the sweet love between the two. After the breakup, she never tasted the cone again.
They are boating on Daming Lake, watching snow on Thousand Buddha Mountain, worshipping Buddha in Lingyan Temple, enjoying springs in Wulong Pond, and catching carp ...... in the Yellow River beach
Youth is a very accidental thing, a very accidental choice, a very accidental change, a very accidental result. Youth may be a fleeting luxury in life, but it is more of a conversation left for your memory. Youth is more impermanent, when you don't know what love is, you love; When you know what love is, you don't love anymore. Youth is illogical, and what is left for you is either happy or regretful!
really responds to an old saying: Shaohua is not reserved for teenagers.
For no reason, they broke up. The smiling face that was staring at the library with its cheeks blared in the sky blurred with shame.
The boy pondered for a few days, wrote a letter, and resolutely got on the No. 3 bus and drove to the Yellow River, where they had left their love footprints. The decisive suicide did not recall her heart, the two of them suddenly became strangers, ashamed to walk far away, and there was no eye contact until graduation, and the mustard in her heart thought how deep it would be!
Thirty years in the blink of an eye, with a flick of a finger.
For thirty years, the boy said that it was impossible not to think about girls, you know, there will always be some people in this world, in their hearts, no matter how long or far away, they can't help but think of it. Maybe when you think about it, you will have heart-piercing pain and deep resentment, but you will think about it. One is that the feelings of first love are reluctant, and the other is why is her ruthlessness?I wanted to question him face to face many times, but I gave up when I was about to do it. The distance of more than 200 kilometers is not far, but in my heart it is an insurmountable chasm. It's not that I don't want to know, I'm afraid that knowing the truth will lose the suspense like a spoiler in advance?The boy doesn't know why, but in his spare time, he often plays with the two red and blue zippers that the girl bought for him to repair his sportswear. But I left a sigh!
The boy's father passed away, and the notice in the class group suddenly added someone to her friend, and it turned out to be her!Although in a special period, there is still an irrepressible excitement, surprise, surprise, frightMixed tastes.
The girl said that she planned to never contact again in this life, but she was shocked to hear that the old man had died, and she couldn't bear it, and she felt that she still had to express it.
The voice is still the same voice, and it hasn't changed for thirty years.
The girl said: "Life is short, a person does not have a few thirty years, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the children have reached the age when we were studying. Personnel are ashamed, experience increases, and sometimes they are also reflecting on the people who have loved and hated each other in their lives. Looking back and contemplating, I am most sorry for you in this life, I was ignorant and recklessly hurt you, and I solemnly apologize to you here. Although it was thirty years late, I think it was worth it and necessary. ”
The boy was speechless and tearful. As if I had been looking forward to it for thousands of years, the incomprehension and resentment in my heart suddenly came to naught. The boy vaguely thought of the warm scene of hugging Wulongtan and complaining to each other.
How are you doing all these years? ”
It's not good, I don't know if it's God's punishment for me to leave you, these years have been like years. Won't you gloat when you hear this"?
The girl got married soon after graduation, and her husband spoiled her a little too much, so that she lived happily for more than ten years like a princess.
Until my husband was diagnosed with liver cancer a few years ago, I spent most of the next few years in the hospital. From a much-loved lucky girl, to working to support her family, serving patients in hospitals, and taking care of children at home, the triumph can be imagined. A year ago, her husband died and abandoned her, and she has not eased up her grief so far.
According to the girl, what hurt her the most was not the death of her husband, but the fact that she discovered her husband's many misdeeds and ugliness, and in despair, she almost jumped off the overpass and ended her life. I don't understand how many faces a man can have, and thinking about it really makes her regret not being at the beginning.
When the boy heard this, the sense of pride of the villain, who had had taken revenge, was instantly replaced by deep sympathy.
just asked weakly, he decided to leave back then, without a trace of apology, why?
The girl pondered for a long time: Isn't love all about getting married!
By the way, it is this sentence that has plagued the boy's heart for thirty years, and it is finally relieved.
Love but can't, lose and unwilling. Everyone has it. Someone once said that the love that used to be was forgiveness for each other, and the pure masochism that could not be let go of. The boy knows that because of love, he is willing to choose to let go and choose to forgive.
It's easy to forgive, but it's hard to forget, and it may last a lifetime!
The boy said in his heart: Girl, can you still hold your little hand, walk in the rain in the deep and lonely bluestone lane of Furong Street in Quancheng, and find the happiness left by the ignorant youth of the year?