Daylight once fell into the city

Mondo Health Updated on 2024-02-17

Her name is Hui.

I removed her from my QQ friends. Then on a warm afternoon, I found her again in the blog link "Sunshine Allure".

More than ten years later, at this moment, I suddenly realized: "Sunshine Allures the City" and "Hui" are equally implied by the radiance. Yes,Her pen name is "Sunshine Allure",I can't tell if it's the beauty of the writing or out of personal special attention,I put the link to her QQ space article into a section of my blog,This section also has the ** of the university I studied at the time**,There is also an information link to the public *** and a "Tang Poetry and Song Ci" web page,After opening, the background of "Pipa Language" always makes people feel as if they are in a fairyland on earth.

Before college, my life was monotonous and old-fashioned. In addition to the basic knowledge of fixed learning in school, I have not read other literature books, and I don't know what kind of thinking of those students who love to read extracurricular books is. And the same is true for the treatment of **. Therefore, when I saw her beautiful words in the space of the sunshine city, I was also infected by the ** she mentioned.

"Pipa Language" is her text background**, and I later learned that this song is the background** and opening and ending song in the movie "Letter from a Strange Woman".

And Hui is also my strange woman.

The campus breeze in spring, the willow branches swaying by the East Lake, and the guilt after escaping "Statistics" and "Meteorology" arises spontaneously. The footsteps unconsciously came to the corner of the computer room again.

Self-light lifts you...! "When Hui typed this, I pressed my chest.

I skimmed over the topic as if there was no self-light between us.

Hui is in a media school, and her hometown is the city where my university is located.

This city is located at the foot of Taihang Mountain, when I first entered the university campus, the teacher introduced the city, the wind only blows twice a year, each time for half a year.

Later, I fell in love with the city. I see her as my second home in my life. When Zhao Lei's "Chengdu" became popular all over the country in 2016, my alma mater also published a copy of the same song with different words.

Hui told me about her upbringing in the city.

When she talked about visiting Fat Donglai supermarket in the summer, she knocked on the general manager's office and said that her broadcast was better than the broadcast she had just heard. So, throughout the summer, when I came to Fat Donglai, I could hear Hui's voice. I don't know if it's very beautiful, but from the slow text exchange, I can feel a kind of gentleness.

She said that she put on a beautiful white princess group, and then walked into the game hall, and the pictures of the crossing were strung through her mind, and there was a funny beauty.

She said the principal wrote poems for them. I imagined a talented elder nurturing the children.

She talks about her father's tea, her mother's cosmetics, and her little brother's guitar.

and timid waiting in front of the bus stop.

The youth carried in this city slowly crossed her fingertips...

When I graduated and left the city, I deleted Hui's QQ along with Ziguang's...

In that summer of parting, I returned to the county where I was born and raised. The old cinema in front of the house has been transformed into a gorgeous shopping mall after being empty for a few years. A large supermarket was built to the south of the Tang River. The high school alma mater has replaced the rows of broken bricks and tiles with orange high-rise buildings.

The original narrow streets are still the same, but the houses on both sides seem to be much fresher and more foreign. Behind these western-style façade houses, there are still old and dilapidated cyan tile houses that are warm in winter and cool in summer. The loofah leaves in front of the house intertwined the walls. I set up a reclining chair and lay down in the courtyard.

When I heard the bell ringing, it was Ziguang who had not been in touch for three years. **, he said: "I went to Nanjing, and I thought of you today." I smiled and told him about the scorching and cool psychological touch of the scorching sun and green.

In the time, how many stories can refresh the once hot heart? The years are like crying, what kind of seriousness can precipitate a sincere perseverance?

He said, "Actually, as long as you didn't contact me often, I would have contacted you often..."”

He recounted his current behavior, his clothes by the laundry pool, and the cigarette in his mouth. My mind drifted back to the time when QQ Space was first opened...

Visitors leave footprints, and along with them, they can navigate through those visitors' spaces. Maybe I care, maybe I didn't care, maybe it was unintentional, I saw "Sunshine Allure" in Ziguang's visitors, her articles with a typical literary style, like a paintbrush depicting life, lifelike. Reading the text, she is a girl who is loved by her friends but is full of sadness. In the text, among the people who thank her for caring about her, the name of Ziguang appears.

I can read a boy's warm care and a girl's warm guilt.

* In the house, I talked to myself as always.

I'm Ziguang's girlfriend.

He used to pull me by the small lake at his school. Tell the story of high school.

told that he was the first in the class in the composition test, and was read by the Chinese teacher as a model essay in the class, and then after class, he helped the teacher to correct the composition for the students.

He talks about the good feelings he has with his seatmates. He needed three-quarters of a glass of water, and he poured just the right amount of poop for the same seat, no more, no less.

He talked about his first girlfriend, who was particularly rich, with long blond hair, and when he was angry, he needed to look for the old school building one by one, and then hugged each other tightly.

He also speaks of a calm lake, unfathomable. Even though it's muddy, there are still people who want to jump out of it...

I like a melancholy person. One beautiful and sentimental text after another appeared in my mailbox. Every day when I open my mailbox, I am nervous and excited to see a bright red "1", and occasionally encounter the prompt of the advertisement, and I will feel very disappointed.

In the article, "This Killer Is Not Too Cold", "Little Daisy" and the movie "East Evil and West Poison", these movies he likes, I watched them again, and again....

During the poppy season, I copied the articles in my mailbox word by word in a notebook.

Beautiful piety, persistent enthusiasm.

Sensitive and affectionate, it will always dilute a senseless seriousness, and then in the warm time, there will also be a tree of ice flowers.

Who said: words, beautiful. However, the person who writes the essay does not necessarily write to a certain person...

Ziguang said: "I like people who are better than me. ”

And I, no.

Hui's article mentions that Ziguang waited affectionately under the bridge in a city, but she could only say sorry.

When Daylight Allure told me that her name was "Hui", she also told me that Ziguang in real life began to go on a blind date...

And when I write this, I feel that I am self-shining and glowing, and their names have their own light in them....

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