The long train in Bavaria, Germany, traveled along the foothills of the Southern Alps and finally stopped in the small town of Fussen.
The town of Fussen was originally a little-known southern German town. It only became famous because there is the most beautiful castle that only exists in the fairy tale world 4 kilometers away from it - Neuschwanstein Castle.
As soon as the train stopped, many tourists got off, carrying luggage on their backs and holding camera equipment in their hands. It was obvious that they were all heading for Neuschwanstein Castle.
Among the Western tourists with different hair colors, an Asian with black hair and black eyes also got out of the car. He was about thirty-five years old. His elegant temperament and light expression made him particularly eye-catching in the crowd.
The man followed the crowd towards the station and got on the bus to Neuschwanstein Castle.
The car was driving slowly on the mountain road, and the man was sitting near the car window. The lecturer who was listening began to tell the origin of Neuschwanstein Castle, silently watching everything outside the window.
The green grass is lush, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The cattle and sheep are grazing leisurely on the grass. The beautiful pastoral scenery of South Germany is unobstructed.
The owner of Neuschwanstein Castle is King Ludwig II of Bavaria. His life is full of variables and legends. He has a secret crush on his cousin Princess Sissi, loves pastoral life, loves nature, and indulges in mountains and rivers. Unfortunately,
The person Princess Sissi loved was not herself, so his love affair was destined to end in vain. Except for his cousin, Ludwig II never fell in love with any woman again, and he lived in melancholy and sadness all his life.
middle.
When he heard this, the man's hand holding the ticket tightened unconsciously.
Once upon a time, I loved that man as deeply as Ludwig II, and helped and cared for him during the most dreary trough of his career and love. Even during those years in Germany, I always thought of him.
I can't let go of him.
I thought I just felt towards him as a friend, but unexpectedly, that feeling had gradually changed over time. It turned out that the urge to protect him and protect him was love.
Unfortunately, by the time he realized all this, his heart had already returned to that person. No matter how hard he tried to make him fall in love with him, it was all in vain.
Now, he must be living happily with that person.
He lowered his eyes sadly, and on a high mountain in the distance, an earth-yellow castle came into view.
This is an ancient castle built by the father of Ludwig II, Hohenschwangau. It stands lonely on the top of the hill, facing the blue and white Neuschwanstein Castle in the distance.
The lake is gurgling, the blue waves are rippling, and the Alpine lake on the side is washing the river bank forever, reflecting the two equally beautiful castles.
The car arrived at the stop, and the man followed the flow of people up the mountain and came to the best viewing spot of Neuschwanstein Castle, Marianne Bridge.
Stepping on this wooden bridge that was constantly shaking due to the large number of tourists stepping on it, the man stood on the wooden bridge and looked at Neuschwanstein Castle in the distance.
"Sir, could you please take a photo for us?"
Just as the man was silent and the man turned around, a young couple was holding a camera, with a look of longing in their eyes.
He smiled slightly, then took the camera from the other party and took pictures for them.
The young couple nodded to the man and said, "Thank you, sir."
The man's expression was indifferent, he smiled and shook his head, and then once again set his sights on the beautiful castle in front of him.
Neuschwanstein Castle, hidden in the green mountains and green fields, is like a mountain fairy, untroubled by the troubles of the world.
On the Marianne Bridge, which is crowded with tourists, languages from all over the world can be heard, but it does not affect the man's mood at all when looking at the castle.
The green mountains and green waters complement each other with the South German-style houses with red roofs and white walls. The beauty of the artistic conception is mesmerizing.
Although he can't be with him, he has found his own love, which is also a kind of happiness for him.
Love does not necessarily have to be possessed. Sometimes, knowing how to fulfill and let go is also an expression of love for him.
Now that he is happy, maybe I should try to let go of my love for him and find my own love.
At this moment, my heart suddenly opened up in front of this beautiful dream-like castle.
"Hey, Yu, so you're here too?"
What is this voice?
Hearing the familiar voice, You Shaoqi turned his head in surprise. In the crowd, a brown-haired woman stood in front of him with a smile and waved to him.
You Shaoqi took a closer look and saw that it was her?
"Kelly, why are you here?"
Kelly took a few steps onto the swaying Marian Bridge, "A friend of mine lives in Fussen, and I stopped by here to hang out when I went to her house. I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence.
.”
You Shaoqi nodded, with a hint of surprise in Ping Chi's voice, "You're right, this world is really small."
"You, are you here alone too?"
"Yes."
Kelly's sweet smile bloomed on her fair complexion. She took You Shaoqi's arm and said, "Then let's go visit the interior of the castle together."
"good."
&]
Return to bookshelf. Hot books. Return to personal space
After reading the book, don’t you want to say something?