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The breeze blew by, and the wind chime hanging in the air of the hut was swaying with the wind. This is a special wind chime. It is special because it is a wind chime. It is swayed by the wind but is "speechless", but it carries a sad and sad story.
A beautiful past.
My adolescence came very early, but there was no trace of hard work. I just allowed it to ferment in my heart. Because everything must make way for the dreams in my heart. I was afraid that if I indulged it a little, it would be like a floodgate, and it would not be able to be stopped. But
, contrary to expectations, when I was nineteen years old, just as "Black July" was approaching, my emotional world blossomed into exquisite little flowers.
Although it was just a flash in the pan, it was stunning. Dickinson once said in a poem: Waiting for an hour is too long, if there is love, it will be just after this; waiting for ten thousand years is not long, if there is love, as a reward for this waiting
. Min'er is the girl next door. She broke into my long-lasting emotional world without any warning, causing my emotional embankment to collapse thousands of miles away.
The beginning of a love story is often hazy and beautiful. In that continuous rainy season, our love quietly grew and sprouted in our hearts like silent seeds. Although my first love was not perfect, it was also romantic. I still remember that afternoon,
clouds
The rain was dense, covering the surrounding areas, and passers-by were in a hurry, but I was complacent, because what was about to fall was the "sweet rain" that I had been waiting for for a long time. I brought the umbrella I had prepared, held it up for Min'er, and walked hand in hand in the rain, enjoying it to the fullest.
The warmth under the umbrella
, I got my wish that time. I thanked God for creating the romantic opportunity for me. "I knew you would definitely come." Min'er's happy smile was like a blooming peach blossom. Min'er handed over something casually, "This is for you.
"One used a lot of essence."
A heart-shaped wind chime made of beautiful pink flowers. "I spent several nights making it just for you." Happiness flows in my heart like trickling water. Since then, I have always hung it in my sight and kept it.
Fall asleep with it and wake up with it.
Occasionally, Min'er and I walk in the evening when the sun sets and the sky is filled with sunset. We hold each other contentedly, enjoy dreamlike love among the trees shaded by the setting sun, and look forward to a bright future. At that moment, happiness is written all over our hearts.
Face to face, embracing each other, we seemed to be wandering in our own "paradise". However, the good times did not last long, Min'er's family found a job for her in the distant "Crane City", woo woo...she wanted to leave me
And went.
The night before we left, we met each other, looking at each other in silence. We didn’t know what to say, and we didn’t know where to start. We just hugged each other gently and kissed each other gently, but who knew this gentle sense of directionlessness
The kiss turned out to be the "final kiss" of this poignant love. That sleepless night was not due to the sweetness of the kiss but the fear of the coming of dawn and the fear of rejoicing.
My figure is about to leave me, and I am afraid that the fragile thread of love will not be able to withstand the ravages of the wind of time and be broken. But what should come will still come, and what should go will still go. Min'er is the train at one o'clock in the afternoon, and that
The morning has become a blank in my life, passing by like a fleeting moment. When I picked up my luggage (of course it was Min'er's) and sent her away, we were filled with tears.
On the way to the train station, we cherished each other, said goodbye to each other, recalled each other's memories, and looked forward to seeing each other again. The train going east took away everything in the past, and the kite string that maintained love was finally torn apart in the suffering, like
Conventional love cannot withstand the polish of distance. Although I receive letters from Miner almost every day, expressing her longing for me, I always feel that this longing
Like misty smoke, you can see it but cannot catch it, and your relationship has been condemned forever. I always felt that Miner no longer loved me, so I broke up with Miner... My first love is unforgettable and young.
My first love started in twilight, ended in suspicion of inferiority, seemed to touch the wings of angels in panic, and then fell into the abyss from destruction. I like it
Emotional love. Because emotional beauty is dynamic, rational beauty is static. If there is more rationality and less sensibility in love, and the two have to be well balanced, there will never be eternal love.
Love. Just like the wind chime floating in the wind, it is still swaying with the wind, perfect as before, but it only contains a sad wind chime, and no longer has that subtlety and charm...
That night Min'er had an early dinner, and we met for a walk, chat, and a walk. The sun had long since disappeared, and the western clouds reflected the sky red. Min'er and I seemed to be in a fairyland. We gently held Min'er's arm.
Min'er's hands, their skin was like gelatin, slender and smooth. I have never seen hands like that again in my life. Min'er's head was buried in my shoulder, just like this.
We walked forward happily. At that moment, the world seemed redundant, and the two of us were the whole world. Min'er's face was filled with happiness, and her pink face was like a blooming peach blossom. The college entrance examination, the university, everything was accompanied by the clouds in the western sky.
Went, but there was no trace. The mountain city was small and there was not much place to go. Needless to say, it was just a tacit understanding in my heart.
That was enough. Min'er and I walked slowly along the mountain road. As the sunset slowly faded away, the hills became slightly hazy. The wind blew by, bringing a hint of coolness. Min'er and I hugged each other tightly.
Shenglin Tower stood lonely on the top of Nanshan Mountain, losing the smiles and noise of the day. Miner and I climbed up the stairs and climbed the handrails, one floor, two floors... We counted our feet
Down the steps, we were at the highest point of the mountain city. With the hazy night, the mountain city was dimly lit. The cool breeze blew, Min'er's clothes were fluttering, and her slender body was curled up in my arms. We admired the beautiful night together.
Mountain city, looking forward to a bright future. At that moment, happiness was flowing in the blood of my body. I don’t know where the poor boy got that blessing.
The train stopped at that small station, where I would part ways with Min'er.